Chapter 1
As I slowly walk toward the road I can't help but to think "What have I gotten myself into?" I know I shouldn't have done what I did. Is this where I was suppose to end up? Is this destiny. If it is... I don't believe. I just wish I could take it all back. I'm sorry. I'm sorry is all I could say. I shouldve never listened to her. My mother. Don't let this be the end. I won't give up. Please. Then I hear a soft scream but as I approach closer It grows louder. I start to shake inside but I manage to keep walking. I'm sorry. I shouldve let him go. It was stupid. I shouldve let that night be magical. The secret. I shouldve never kept it a secret. I wish I could take it back. I would've a dit something. Don't let him give up on me. I won't give up on him. This isn't destiny. Destiny. What does that word mean. I hear the scream again. I know that voice. That's..... me. Screaming from inside. I didn't want this for myself. I may never forgive myself. But I need him to forgive me. I wanted to tell him. I couldn't make out the words so I let him leave. I regret it. Don't let him leave again. I give him my hand. To hold onto. I don't want it all to slip away again. I believe. Does he believe? Help I yell from inside. But I keep walking. Why am I walking? Where to. I don't know. But I keep walking. Wherever I go would be better than home. Home. That's where it all went wrong. That's no home, that's the dungeon I was locked in forever. Where I never wanted to be. I believe I'm cursed. My life is all kinds of screwed up. He wanted to be here. I wanted him to be here. But the secret. The secret I kept. Why did I keep that secret. I'm sorry. But the plus I repeat those words doesn't make it ok. But I am. I will always be. I apologize. Don't let him stay mad. Let him run to me. I'm sorry.
4 Years Earlier:
"Good Morning." a dit Victoria
"Morning." I a dit firmly
"Breakfast?" asked Victoria
"I'm not hungry." I a dit firmly
(Horn Honks)
"That's Peyton. I got to go."
"Bye." a dit Victoria
"Bye." then I walk out of the house and get into the car
"Hey."
"Hey. toi ok?" asked Peyton
"Victoria's back."
"You must feel like crap." a dit Peyton
"How does someone leave and come back after 2 years and wants everything to be perfect."
"Victoria. I'm sorry." a dit Peyton
"Let's go. I can't stand this house anymore. It's like a dungeon." I a dit Laughing
arbre colline High:
"Hey Brooke." a dit a girl
"Wassup, Brooke." a dit a guy
"Hey."
Today is the first jour of school. It's Senior year. I can't wait for it to be over. But then I notice the cutest boy I ever seen. I stare into his blue eyes from a far. In my mind he's walking in slow motion. I notice he's walking this way. I turn to Peyton for a breath check then I flip my hair like they do in the movies. I bat my eyes but a eye flash falls out. Messed up the whole approach. I get the lash out and lift my head to find him standing in front of me. I try to speak but nothing comes out.
"Hey." a dit the blue eyed boy, "I'm Lucas."
"I.. um... Broo...umm..."
"Her name is Brooke and she a dit Hi." a dit Peyton, "I'm Peyton."
"Hey. This is my first time at arbre Hill." a dit Lucas
"Well.. I have to go do something but Brooke can give toi a tour." a dit Peyton
I give Peyton a evil stare. "Why the hell did toi do that? She smiles and walks away and turns around and motions for my to montrer him around. He stares into my eyes and I fall into a deep spell.
"You ok?" asked Lucas
"Umm... yeah." then I began to montrer him the tour
"That's the gym."
"Do toi guys have a basketball, basket-ball team here?" asked Lucas
"Yeah. That's about the only sport. That and cheer leading."
"Let me guess. You're a cheerleader." a dit Lucas
"Captain."
"Nice." a dit Lucas
I know toi should wait for the guy to ask toi but I couldn't wait. I needed to ask. Those eyes were killing me. It was like poison. But I good kind a poison. Even though there's no good kind. toi get what i'm saying!! Anyway.... I stood up tall and as soon as the words were about to come out, he said....
"Wanna go out with me?"
How could I say no?
"Yes."
"Great. Meet me and Karen's Cafe after school." a dit Lucas
"Sure."
He walks away leaving me with a humongous smile. The kind of smile that big enough for a bee to fly in. Ok, maybe i'm exaggerating. But that's how happy I was. Now I really can't wait for school to be over. Come on 8 hours. 8 HOURS? Oh Lordy. :(
As I slowly walk toward the road I can't help but to think "What have I gotten myself into?" I know I shouldn't have done what I did. Is this where I was suppose to end up? Is this destiny. If it is... I don't believe. I just wish I could take it all back. I'm sorry. I'm sorry is all I could say. I shouldve never listened to her. My mother. Don't let this be the end. I won't give up. Please. Then I hear a soft scream but as I approach closer It grows louder. I start to shake inside but I manage to keep walking. I'm sorry. I shouldve let him go. It was stupid. I shouldve let that night be magical. The secret. I shouldve never kept it a secret. I wish I could take it back. I would've a dit something. Don't let him give up on me. I won't give up on him. This isn't destiny. Destiny. What does that word mean. I hear the scream again. I know that voice. That's..... me. Screaming from inside. I didn't want this for myself. I may never forgive myself. But I need him to forgive me. I wanted to tell him. I couldn't make out the words so I let him leave. I regret it. Don't let him leave again. I give him my hand. To hold onto. I don't want it all to slip away again. I believe. Does he believe? Help I yell from inside. But I keep walking. Why am I walking? Where to. I don't know. But I keep walking. Wherever I go would be better than home. Home. That's where it all went wrong. That's no home, that's the dungeon I was locked in forever. Where I never wanted to be. I believe I'm cursed. My life is all kinds of screwed up. He wanted to be here. I wanted him to be here. But the secret. The secret I kept. Why did I keep that secret. I'm sorry. But the plus I repeat those words doesn't make it ok. But I am. I will always be. I apologize. Don't let him stay mad. Let him run to me. I'm sorry.
4 Years Earlier:
"Good Morning." a dit Victoria
"Morning." I a dit firmly
"Breakfast?" asked Victoria
"I'm not hungry." I a dit firmly
(Horn Honks)
"That's Peyton. I got to go."
"Bye." a dit Victoria
"Bye." then I walk out of the house and get into the car
"Hey."
"Hey. toi ok?" asked Peyton
"Victoria's back."
"You must feel like crap." a dit Peyton
"How does someone leave and come back after 2 years and wants everything to be perfect."
"Victoria. I'm sorry." a dit Peyton
"Let's go. I can't stand this house anymore. It's like a dungeon." I a dit Laughing
arbre colline High:
"Hey Brooke." a dit a girl
"Wassup, Brooke." a dit a guy
"Hey."
Today is the first jour of school. It's Senior year. I can't wait for it to be over. But then I notice the cutest boy I ever seen. I stare into his blue eyes from a far. In my mind he's walking in slow motion. I notice he's walking this way. I turn to Peyton for a breath check then I flip my hair like they do in the movies. I bat my eyes but a eye flash falls out. Messed up the whole approach. I get the lash out and lift my head to find him standing in front of me. I try to speak but nothing comes out.
"Hey." a dit the blue eyed boy, "I'm Lucas."
"I.. um... Broo...umm..."
"Her name is Brooke and she a dit Hi." a dit Peyton, "I'm Peyton."
"Hey. This is my first time at arbre Hill." a dit Lucas
"Well.. I have to go do something but Brooke can give toi a tour." a dit Peyton
I give Peyton a evil stare. "Why the hell did toi do that? She smiles and walks away and turns around and motions for my to montrer him around. He stares into my eyes and I fall into a deep spell.
"You ok?" asked Lucas
"Umm... yeah." then I began to montrer him the tour
"That's the gym."
"Do toi guys have a basketball, basket-ball team here?" asked Lucas
"Yeah. That's about the only sport. That and cheer leading."
"Let me guess. You're a cheerleader." a dit Lucas
"Captain."
"Nice." a dit Lucas
I know toi should wait for the guy to ask toi but I couldn't wait. I needed to ask. Those eyes were killing me. It was like poison. But I good kind a poison. Even though there's no good kind. toi get what i'm saying!! Anyway.... I stood up tall and as soon as the words were about to come out, he said....
"Wanna go out with me?"
How could I say no?
"Yes."
"Great. Meet me and Karen's Cafe after school." a dit Lucas
"Sure."
He walks away leaving me with a humongous smile. The kind of smile that big enough for a bee to fly in. Ok, maybe i'm exaggerating. But that's how happy I was. Now I really can't wait for school to be over. Come on 8 hours. 8 HOURS? Oh Lordy. :(
What i want to do is to create something that speaks to kids ou teens just like the Disney films and comicbooks did to me as a kid and thats why i´m trying to write a book and i´m going to try and get that published.
I really admire people who succed with écriture a book,drawing comics ou anything like that and i really hope that i can be one of them some day.
Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil jupe and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable l’amour as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil jupe and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable l’amour as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
She crawls into a memory.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
I l’amour writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason toi might think is strange.
écriture
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use écriture to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I l’amour writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason toi might think is strange.
écriture
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use écriture to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I l’amour writing.