Are anda afraid of the death?
Why do anda ask?
Only in such a way.…
The stopping of the train jerkily roused me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times and looked again from the window. After some detik the train drove off again. I still looked from the window and saw trees covered oleh snow pulling past me. I liked to go oleh train. I did not know why. Not, that I wouldn´t have to do nothing better. I simply liked it to sit into the suburban train and to drive up to the terminus . I could think so well. I lean back into the kursi cushion from which windows look and think. This was good. Otherwise I could do this nowhere else. And, today, was a such hari again. I had gone to the station although it was crazy cold. I sat selanjutnya to the window and drove through the area. Thought. He had wondered whether I would be afraid of the death. How long was this already away? I did not know it any more. We were in the corridor. Each at his locker. He asked: > > Are anda afraid of the death? < <.
I was confused. I didn´t know if it was a serious pertanyaan atau just a joke.
>> Why do anda ask?<<
>> Nothing.<< Then we went halaman awal together. I stayed with him again. He made something to eat for us, then he worked some hours on my portrait and at the end we were in his tempat tidur together. Nothing unusual. I didn´t remember this conversation for a long time. Until some months ago. Until someone had found him. Lifeless. Dead. The train arrived at the terminal. I got out. Icy cold and snowflakes approached me when the doors opened. I walked a small piece along the platform. I was to blame. No matter what all others said. I was to blame. I wasn´t there when he needed me most. Where have I been? I did not know it. I knew nothing at all anymore. I had promised myself once that I would do everything for him. Everything because I loved him so much. And then the evidence came from the opposite. I noticed that I became weakly now. That my legs could not carry me anymore. I did not stop. Then I only recognized everything bafflingly. I did not give this attention. Then I fell. I fell and was greeted oleh icy cold which encircled me, included and did not let me out again. So does it feel like if anda die. Was I afraid of the death? No. Not now. The death was. something relieving now I had the answer which, at that time, I had not him been able to give. I had the answer now. After such long time.…
Why do anda ask?
Only in such a way.…
The stopping of the train jerkily roused me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times and looked again from the window. After some detik the train drove off again. I still looked from the window and saw trees covered oleh snow pulling past me. I liked to go oleh train. I did not know why. Not, that I wouldn´t have to do nothing better. I simply liked it to sit into the suburban train and to drive up to the terminus . I could think so well. I lean back into the kursi cushion from which windows look and think. This was good. Otherwise I could do this nowhere else. And, today, was a such hari again. I had gone to the station although it was crazy cold. I sat selanjutnya to the window and drove through the area. Thought. He had wondered whether I would be afraid of the death. How long was this already away? I did not know it any more. We were in the corridor. Each at his locker. He asked: > > Are anda afraid of the death? < <.
I was confused. I didn´t know if it was a serious pertanyaan atau just a joke.
>> Why do anda ask?<<
>> Nothing.<< Then we went halaman awal together. I stayed with him again. He made something to eat for us, then he worked some hours on my portrait and at the end we were in his tempat tidur together. Nothing unusual. I didn´t remember this conversation for a long time. Until some months ago. Until someone had found him. Lifeless. Dead. The train arrived at the terminal. I got out. Icy cold and snowflakes approached me when the doors opened. I walked a small piece along the platform. I was to blame. No matter what all others said. I was to blame. I wasn´t there when he needed me most. Where have I been? I did not know it. I knew nothing at all anymore. I had promised myself once that I would do everything for him. Everything because I loved him so much. And then the evidence came from the opposite. I noticed that I became weakly now. That my legs could not carry me anymore. I did not stop. Then I only recognized everything bafflingly. I did not give this attention. Then I fell. I fell and was greeted oleh icy cold which encircled me, included and did not let me out again. So does it feel like if anda die. Was I afraid of the death? No. Not now. The death was. something relieving now I had the answer which, at that time, I had not him been able to give. I had the answer now. After such long time.…
Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun api and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy api whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the tempat penyimpan pistol, sarung and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few lebih blocks a kapal penjelajah gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.
Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I berkata I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me halaman awal that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was lebih than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I cinta you"
And he berkata that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the cinta that I had
And one hari he took me halaman awal to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right oleh his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.
He looked kind of nice so I berkata I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me halaman awal that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was lebih than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I cinta you"
And he berkata that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.
I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the cinta that I had
And one hari he took me halaman awal to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right oleh his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America
Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable
The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp
Learning to be flawless through life's experiences
Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent
Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.