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This is my first full-length story that I've made.
toi know, I would post it here chapter par chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The seconde story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and par FAR plus descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This is my first full-length story that I've made.
toi know, I would post it here chapter par chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The seconde story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and par FAR plus descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
The clap of thunder, toi remember that?
The shriek of fear
The crumbling trône in which toi sat
Despite all, there's still plus to toi than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as toi fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all toi can do is ours it
As your teeth toi do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope toi are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no plus room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish toi only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
The shriek of fear
The crumbling trône in which toi sat
Despite all, there's still plus to toi than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as toi fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all toi can do is ours it
As your teeth toi do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope toi are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no plus room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish toi only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
montrer your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
montrer everyone that toi are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock toi back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
montrer the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To montrer them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
montrer everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
montrer your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
montrer everyone that toi are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock toi back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
montrer the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To montrer them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
montrer everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Dousing toi with water
Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
This is the first in the World of Poems series. Tell me what toi think in comments!
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Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
This is the first in the World of Poems series. Tell me what toi think in comments!
This is kitty190123, with another original article! Check out my profile! I'll fan toi if toi fan me!
Be sure to rejoindre the Young Authors club! A club for all young (that means 18 and under) authors!
I am just écriture this to get my article posté because it says it is too short!
The world is hostile,
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
montrer them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want toi to be someone
toi really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All toi have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that toi imagined.
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
montrer them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want toi to be someone
toi really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All toi have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that toi imagined.
There was a bond created,
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her cœur, coeur pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her cœur, coeur pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.