Friday, 21 January 2011
09:06:32 PM (GMT)
I am going to become a remebered author, weather remembered for
good writing, or bad. I'm going to live in a big sweet aparment in New York, with
four windows in the living area. My whole house will be white: the walls and the
floors. But the furniture, or decorations, will burst with colours. I am going to
accomplish my dreams. No matter what fate throws at me, I will take it happily,
knowing it's maing me stronger.
*~# And she began to build up a wall with her slender, pale hands. Formed
it nicely. She was determined to keep the world out. Determined to stay okay, happy.
Wich was impossible if the dancer got in. Yet, despite everything she did, she knew
the dancer wold find her way back in. Spinning and twirling, as she broke the walls
down, and all the girl was left to do was kick in scream, furious that the dancer
had found the way back into her heart, just as she had last time.
But this time, it was different. She added everything she could. Cement,
barbwire, everything she could that could keep the dancer out. And it would work,
she was sure of it. Not an ounce of doubt was in her. Her heart was now, officially,
bulletproof against the dancer's many attempts to get back in, even if the dancer
wasn't even trying to break into her heart.
And then, she boke. Through all of those shields she put up, they held together
barely. They crumbled. And she was on her knees, once again. Wishing, hoping. With
all the love and hate she had in her, she broke.
It's said that when she did, th world stopped for a second. THe water stilled,
and clouds stopped moving. Every living thing just froze. Holding their breath,
waiting for the end. And then, chaos began. Thick tears filled the girl's eyes, and
her expression was none othe then pure stillness. But it was her heart that hurt the
worst. People claim to have hurd itsnap. People said to have heard the intense cry
an animal. It is said that when her heart shattered, all the blood seeped from her
body. Her eyes turned black, and her face held nothign but pain.
But is what people say always the truth?