Chapter 9
Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.
“Who are you?” asked Jason.
“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.
“How did toi get here?” Asked Jason.
Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the rue to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with a black ball. There was this creature and he explained all this stuff. Then I was in this society, and they a dit I was an intruder and locked me up here.
Jason found the key lying somewhere in the room, and freed Patrick.
“Thanks,” exclaimed Patrick.
“You’re welcome,” replied Jason.
“Oh, cool glasses!” a dit Jason.
Chapter 10
An Idea
“These are special glasses. These are not like the ordinary. I can use these glasses to look into the future,” exclaimed Patrick.
“Stop joking with me. This is serious!” Angered Jason.
“I would be glad to help you, if you’d believe me!” summoned Patrick.
“Fine! Continue then!” Jason angrily replied to Patrick.
“ Okay, so, if I touch a part on my glasses I can look into the future. I can only look a mois a head of time though. I just looked into the future as toi were annoying me.
Jason’s head practically sunk into his shirt.
“Anyways, a mois ahead of time is black space, as if where Earth is, there is nothing. So I think whatever your weapon is, it is not powerful enough. There for, we need an idea,” Patrick explained.
“Impossible! I have like 20,000 blue flames and the creatures only have one, and don’t even have a weapon!”
“Well, just from looking into the future a long time ago, I saw that the creatures copied the blue flame, and added super powerful weapons to it to make a bigger, and a better weapon!” explained Patrick.
“So what do we do?” asked Jason.
“I don’t know,” Patrick replied.
“Hey, why is one of your eyes darker than the other?” asked Jason,
“Oh, have a patch on it,” Patrick answered.
“Take it off and maybe toi could—
No,” interrupted Patrick.
Uh,” sighed Jason.
Patrick sighed back, and took off his eye patch. Oddly, he could see!
“Hey I can see with left eye!” exclaimed Patrick.
“Let me finish what I’m saying!” Jason angered as, he paid absolutely no attention to what Patrick exclaimed. “Well, maybe if toi touched the same part that toi did on the right, except on the left this time, maybe toi could look into the past,” a dit Jason.
“ I’m sure you’re going to be wrong, but I’ll give it a try. Patrick touched the upper left side of his glasses, and boy, Jason was right.
“I can look into the past! You’re right!” Patrick exclaimed with relief.
“So, what do toi see?” asked Jason
“Well, I see toi in your bedroom dying with pain,” Patrick replied
“Impossible! That was only yesterday!” a dit Jason.
“On Earth, it’s December 16, and it’s around Christmas,” a dit Patrick.
“I started this stupid thing on November 15!” Replied Jason in shock.
“Here, toi déplacer one yard every fifteen and a half minutes. I know what toi might be thinking. The time on Earth was La Reine des Neiges while I was in the mission, but that is not true,” explained Patrick. Jason’s mind finally caught on to the situation.
“How do toi know all this?” asked Jason. Again, just like before, Patrick was out smarted. His head spun around and then poofed away. The only thing left was his glasses. Jason put them on, touched the upper right side of the glasses, and a dit the word Patrick. The power of the name is a powerful thing, and Jason used it at the perfect time.
He was swooped into blackness. Nothingness. Blankness. Again. But this time, the strange type of time travelling still hadn’t ended.
Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.
“Who are you?” asked Jason.
“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.
“How did toi get here?” Asked Jason.
Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the rue to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with a black ball. There was this creature and he explained all this stuff. Then I was in this society, and they a dit I was an intruder and locked me up here.
Jason found the key lying somewhere in the room, and freed Patrick.
“Thanks,” exclaimed Patrick.
“You’re welcome,” replied Jason.
“Oh, cool glasses!” a dit Jason.
Chapter 10
An Idea
“These are special glasses. These are not like the ordinary. I can use these glasses to look into the future,” exclaimed Patrick.
“Stop joking with me. This is serious!” Angered Jason.
“I would be glad to help you, if you’d believe me!” summoned Patrick.
“Fine! Continue then!” Jason angrily replied to Patrick.
“ Okay, so, if I touch a part on my glasses I can look into the future. I can only look a mois a head of time though. I just looked into the future as toi were annoying me.
Jason’s head practically sunk into his shirt.
“Anyways, a mois ahead of time is black space, as if where Earth is, there is nothing. So I think whatever your weapon is, it is not powerful enough. There for, we need an idea,” Patrick explained.
“Impossible! I have like 20,000 blue flames and the creatures only have one, and don’t even have a weapon!”
“Well, just from looking into the future a long time ago, I saw that the creatures copied the blue flame, and added super powerful weapons to it to make a bigger, and a better weapon!” explained Patrick.
“So what do we do?” asked Jason.
“I don’t know,” Patrick replied.
“Hey, why is one of your eyes darker than the other?” asked Jason,
“Oh, have a patch on it,” Patrick answered.
“Take it off and maybe toi could—
No,” interrupted Patrick.
Uh,” sighed Jason.
Patrick sighed back, and took off his eye patch. Oddly, he could see!
“Hey I can see with left eye!” exclaimed Patrick.
“Let me finish what I’m saying!” Jason angered as, he paid absolutely no attention to what Patrick exclaimed. “Well, maybe if toi touched the same part that toi did on the right, except on the left this time, maybe toi could look into the past,” a dit Jason.
“ I’m sure you’re going to be wrong, but I’ll give it a try. Patrick touched the upper left side of his glasses, and boy, Jason was right.
“I can look into the past! You’re right!” Patrick exclaimed with relief.
“So, what do toi see?” asked Jason
“Well, I see toi in your bedroom dying with pain,” Patrick replied
“Impossible! That was only yesterday!” a dit Jason.
“On Earth, it’s December 16, and it’s around Christmas,” a dit Patrick.
“I started this stupid thing on November 15!” Replied Jason in shock.
“Here, toi déplacer one yard every fifteen and a half minutes. I know what toi might be thinking. The time on Earth was La Reine des Neiges while I was in the mission, but that is not true,” explained Patrick. Jason’s mind finally caught on to the situation.
“How do toi know all this?” asked Jason. Again, just like before, Patrick was out smarted. His head spun around and then poofed away. The only thing left was his glasses. Jason put them on, touched the upper right side of the glasses, and a dit the word Patrick. The power of the name is a powerful thing, and Jason used it at the perfect time.
He was swooped into blackness. Nothingness. Blankness. Again. But this time, the strange type of time travelling still hadn’t ended.
I make mistakes
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no plus pain
that means I will no longer stand it
toi took my cœur, coeur and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for toi
no plus pain
but toi always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper toi name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let toi know.I'm no sewisidle ou crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no plus pain
that means I will no longer stand it
toi took my cœur, coeur and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for toi
no plus pain
but toi always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper toi name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let toi know.I'm no sewisidle ou crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
Pride is a belief in myself (or someone else) that within me is something no one else has just like me. Pride can be a wonderful thing. My coaches are proud of me when I execute a déplacer perfectly. I am proud of my efforts when I get the right answer to a test question. However, pride can have a negative connotation. If I am prideful of my chant talent ou of my sports accomplishments, then I am not feeling the right kind of pride. Yes, I can be pleased with my abilities; but when I let it go to my head, then I am full of pride, just like Odysseus often was. par believing that I am the only person with that talent, I inflate my ego. I believe myself to be “the best of the best,” and this can damage my relationships with others. They would not want my company if the only things I spoke of were my own accomplishments.
Meghan ran to the bus stop, where she saw Pompika. Thankfully Pompika looked at her politely and a dit “You know I saw Reg but ya know, how she’s jus’ across the street, she seems a lil’ mad!” Meghan thought for a seconde and thought ‘why lose Pompika?’ and said, “Geez I don’t know?” Now she wished she had told the truth, instead of lying. “Oh I wish ya did.” Pompika said. “Tsk-Tsk, bad grammar Pompi” a dit Meghan. “Sorry, fine I wish toi did. There ya… toi go” “Hhhmmm, nice save.” Meghan said. “Hey look, Reg’s a comin’” a dit Pompika. “Great that’s good… wait REG!!!” a dit Meghan. “What?” a dit Pompika. "nothing."
i am looking for the star, our star, but this time i am alone, toi aren't standing on the port suivant to me..
i feel i am Lost now, i can't find this star. toi remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one étoile, star in the whole Portsaid's sky..
toi didn't belive that one étoile, star is exist.. toi said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought toi was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what toi were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
toi was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but toi .. toi didn't point to the same star, toi saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? ou ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
i feel i am Lost now, i can't find this star. toi remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one étoile, star in the whole Portsaid's sky..
toi didn't belive that one étoile, star is exist.. toi said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought toi was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what toi were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
toi was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but toi .. toi didn't point to the same star, toi saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? ou ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
toi hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
toi twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
toi think toi can hurt me,
Just because toi gave me money,
toi think toi can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made toi fell.
I wish toi have never donné birth to me,
I wish I can expose what toi are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate toi to the heart's core,
I want toi to hear my vengeful call.
I respect toi because I must,
Yet toi blame me for not giving toi my trust.
How can I love, ou trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to toi par blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever toi will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
toi twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
toi think toi can hurt me,
Just because toi gave me money,
toi think toi can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made toi fell.
I wish toi have never donné birth to me,
I wish I can expose what toi are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate toi to the heart's core,
I want toi to hear my vengeful call.
I respect toi because I must,
Yet toi blame me for not giving toi my trust.
How can I love, ou trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to toi par blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever toi will grieve