**4 years later...**
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger siège of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry Christmas kids," Dad said.
"Merry Christmas Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the Christmas tree, a beautiful pine arbre that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm feu was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the an and précédant ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This an had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure toi two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good Friends and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room table, tableau into the kitchen, placing it up against the cuisine table, tableau so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd toi meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger siège of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry Christmas kids," Dad said.
"Merry Christmas Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the Christmas tree, a beautiful pine arbre that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm feu was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the an and précédant ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This an had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure toi two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good Friends and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room table, tableau into the kitchen, placing it up against the cuisine table, tableau so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd toi meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
Jade Adams was making her way accueil when she saw him. The dark haired kid everyone had been talking about earlier today was walking in the same direction she was. "Hey! You're the new kid in school right?" "Hn?" The boy turned around to face Jade, making her cœur, coeur skip a beat. He had to be one of the most strikingly beautiful people she had ever seen. He was pale, with onyx colored eyes, and jet black hair that hung over his eyes slightly. "H-hi. I'm Jade..." the poor girl was at a loss for words when he flashed his dazzling smile at her. "Hey, I'm Victor." She blushed slightly and readjusted her Slipknot tee over her black skinny jeans. "Soo... what road do toi turn onto to get home?" "I turn onto Salem road, what about you?" Victor looked over at her again, scratching his head awkwardly. "Me too! Wanna walk accueil together?" "Sure!" The blonde girl started walking ahead, leaving Victor o follow. "So, how do toi like it here?"
Memories,
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The montrer is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This montrer is over,
Now go home.
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The montrer is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This montrer is over,
Now go home.
She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The jour ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her cœur, coeur sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her cœur, coeur was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no plus pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
The jour ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her cœur, coeur sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her cœur, coeur was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no plus pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically écriture this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 an old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 an old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 an on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave accueil and find help herself.
So yeah, if toi liked this, please commentaire and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 an old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 an old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 an on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave accueil and find help herself.
So yeah, if toi liked this, please commentaire and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
