So this is my first story that I made in quite a while. So enjoy! Feel free to give me any hints on how to make it better.
“Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do anda always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from a fabulous dream.
I guess I should introduce myself huh? My name is Alice Knight and I am a junior in high school. I’m 17 years old! My sister, Mary is turning 19 in a week. She thinks she is better than me because I happen to be in high school still. But despite her arrogance she really is a kind sister. Back in middle school I was ruthlessly bullied oleh a group of girls who hated me for no reason. My sister would always run to my aid no matter what.
“Alice hurry up already! anda only have 10 menit before anda are late! Get up!!” I heard my sister yell again. I hurriedly get up and run into the bathroom, brushing my teeth while brushing my hair with the other hand. ‘I’m going to be late! Ugh why didn’t she wake me up sooner!?’ I think as I put on my school uniform and grab my bag. Mary is standing selanjutnya to the door holding a piece of roti panggang with mentega on it and I rush to grab it after putting on my shoes and with a quick “See anda later!” I am off to my school.
I finally see the huge blue building of the school and I start running faster after noticing the clock telling me that I only have 5 menit to get to class. Just as I arrive into class the bel, bell rings and thankfully my kursi is the closest one to the door. “You were almost late again weren’t you, Alice?” My friend, Sarah says during lunch. “Yeah…Mary purposely wakes me up late I swear.” I mutter with my hand on my chin. I never eat during lunch, anda see my family can’t afford to get me any of the food here. Me and Mary had to either pack one atau not eat at all. Not fair!
My stomach picks the worst time to grumble and I blush looking embarrassed. “Here Alice, we can share.” says Sarah while holding up her lunch. I’ve never been lebih blessed than becoming friends with her. Her name is Sarah Archer. She’s the same age as me and we’ve been friends since middle school.
“I don’t want to take away your chance to eat Sarah. I’ll be fine when I get home. Honest!” I say trying my best to stop her from offering me any. As much as I would cinta to eat she still needs to eat too. “Jeez you’re always so stubborn. Come on please? Just eat some of my nasi, beras okay?” she insists. Ugh I can’t resist her when she insists like that. “Fine! I’ll eat SOME of your rice.” I need to build up my defense against her. Sarah has this way of making anda listen to what she wants. Quite cunning for a sweet girl.
Soon the bel, bell rings to dismiss us, I for one am glad. I cannot stand school. Sarah on the other hand loves it. Nothing makes her happier than discussing her favorit lessons. Seeing her smile is a joy I always cinta witnessing. Now for my favorit part of the day, going halaman awal and doing absolutely nothing but playing video games.
“I’m home” I say as I step inside the house and take off my shoes. “Welcome halaman awal honey” I hear my mom say as I pass the kitchen. Yum! She’s making my favorit food ever today. Opening the door to my bedroom I leap into my bed. ‘I’m halaman awal sweet bed!’ I think as I cuddle with my pillow. “Alice honey? Wake up, it’s time for dinner.” I hear a soft voice say as they gently shake me. Groaning I open my eyes to see mom standing above me. “Okay mom..” I get up off the tempat tidur and stretch before joining my family downstairs.
“Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do anda always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from a fabulous dream.
I guess I should introduce myself huh? My name is Alice Knight and I am a junior in high school. I’m 17 years old! My sister, Mary is turning 19 in a week. She thinks she is better than me because I happen to be in high school still. But despite her arrogance she really is a kind sister. Back in middle school I was ruthlessly bullied oleh a group of girls who hated me for no reason. My sister would always run to my aid no matter what.
“Alice hurry up already! anda only have 10 menit before anda are late! Get up!!” I heard my sister yell again. I hurriedly get up and run into the bathroom, brushing my teeth while brushing my hair with the other hand. ‘I’m going to be late! Ugh why didn’t she wake me up sooner!?’ I think as I put on my school uniform and grab my bag. Mary is standing selanjutnya to the door holding a piece of roti panggang with mentega on it and I rush to grab it after putting on my shoes and with a quick “See anda later!” I am off to my school.
I finally see the huge blue building of the school and I start running faster after noticing the clock telling me that I only have 5 menit to get to class. Just as I arrive into class the bel, bell rings and thankfully my kursi is the closest one to the door. “You were almost late again weren’t you, Alice?” My friend, Sarah says during lunch. “Yeah…Mary purposely wakes me up late I swear.” I mutter with my hand on my chin. I never eat during lunch, anda see my family can’t afford to get me any of the food here. Me and Mary had to either pack one atau not eat at all. Not fair!
My stomach picks the worst time to grumble and I blush looking embarrassed. “Here Alice, we can share.” says Sarah while holding up her lunch. I’ve never been lebih blessed than becoming friends with her. Her name is Sarah Archer. She’s the same age as me and we’ve been friends since middle school.
“I don’t want to take away your chance to eat Sarah. I’ll be fine when I get home. Honest!” I say trying my best to stop her from offering me any. As much as I would cinta to eat she still needs to eat too. “Jeez you’re always so stubborn. Come on please? Just eat some of my nasi, beras okay?” she insists. Ugh I can’t resist her when she insists like that. “Fine! I’ll eat SOME of your rice.” I need to build up my defense against her. Sarah has this way of making anda listen to what she wants. Quite cunning for a sweet girl.
Soon the bel, bell rings to dismiss us, I for one am glad. I cannot stand school. Sarah on the other hand loves it. Nothing makes her happier than discussing her favorit lessons. Seeing her smile is a joy I always cinta witnessing. Now for my favorit part of the day, going halaman awal and doing absolutely nothing but playing video games.
“I’m home” I say as I step inside the house and take off my shoes. “Welcome halaman awal honey” I hear my mom say as I pass the kitchen. Yum! She’s making my favorit food ever today. Opening the door to my bedroom I leap into my bed. ‘I’m halaman awal sweet bed!’ I think as I cuddle with my pillow. “Alice honey? Wake up, it’s time for dinner.” I hear a soft voice say as they gently shake me. Groaning I open my eyes to see mom standing above me. “Okay mom..” I get up off the tempat tidur and stretch before joining my family downstairs.
Ariel from The Little Mermaid
Aurora from Sleeping Beauty
Belle from The Beauty And The Beast
Cinderella from Cinderella
Esmeralda from The Hunchback Of Notre Dame
Jane from Tarzan
Jasmine from Aladdin
Kida from Atlantis: The Lost Empire
Megara from Hercules
Merida from Brave
Mulan from Mulan
Mulan as a Male
Nala from The Lion King
Pocahontas from Pocahontas
Rapunzel from Rapunzel
Snow White from Snow White And The Seven Dwarves
Tiana from The Princess And The Frog
Tinkerbell from Peter Pan
People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a pisau in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a pisau in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying oleh their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will cinta start?
The hari we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The hari we cinta too much to kill
The hari others' pain is our pain
The hari we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying oleh their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will cinta start?
The hari we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The hari we cinta too much to kill
The hari others' pain is our pain
The hari we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
