Serenity
Chapter 1
Once upon a time in heaven there lived an Angel who was yet a child, she was loved par all the anges and most importantly God who named her Serenity, and gave her power that controlled serenity, peace and all things calm and gentle, but he secretly gave her the Elixir of Life which would drip from her finger each jour and each night, unknown was this to the other anges because God was sure that if this was known Serenity would be in grave peril because, man alone does not seek eternal life, angels, devils and all creatures whether they reside in heaven ou hell seek the Elixir of Life reason being that man alone does not die anges do too, as the ‘Our Father’ prayer, says “thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven” God did this to give everyone both Angel and man a chance to repent. Everyone though in their own rite wants to live forever.
God however did not think that the horrible event that He so many years foresaw would happen. God saw that an Angel witnessed Him giving Serenity the Elixir when Serenity was sleeping but God thought that the other anges had learnt from Satan’s terrible mistake so he gave that Angel the benefit of the doubt but even that Angel did not witness God planting the Elixir of death in her luminous wings this would drip from her wings only, and only if her beauty touched the earth. God did not suspect anything because no harm came to beautiful serenity, and for years she continued to entrance the Lord with her innocence and intelligence. She made a garden for herself and the Lord to go if they desired serenity; she also invited the other anges to her magnificent garden of wonders. She loved the other anges and regarded them as sisters and brothers. Though the Angel who had witnessed her receiving of the gift of the Elixir never regarded Serenity as anything compared to herself even though she was older and plus cunning than poor little Serenity could even dream about.
For one jour and one night God decided to lock away His powerful all-seeing eye, God wanted to live a normal life amongst the humans for one jour and one night. He wanted to take sweet Serenity with him but he remembered about the seconde gift that he bestowed on her He left her with His divine protection and l’amour and He then set off leaving Serenity alone. Serenity did not mind though because she knew that wherever God is, He is always with her in spirit and will always be with her now and forever. She was playing with her winged ball, Diane, Diane was the first toy that God had donné to her on the jour of her creation. She loved Diane for Diane spoke and was always truthful with every word that she uttered, she loved little Serenity, and always tried to keep Serenity sûr, sans danger for she knew of the Lord’s prophecy. Unknown to Serenity, Diane was a mini-angel in the ball which was her home. Serenity played and played all over heaven until she reached the end of heaven, near to which there was a trône in which God sits to look at the earth. She did not sit on the trône for she knew that this was forbidden.
All this time the Angel who had witnessed Serenity’s receiving of the gift followed Serenity. “Serenity what are toi doing here?” she asked, “Playing” came the reply. “Well why don’t toi look at the earth for a while?” asked the angel, “Serenity look, look there!” and the Angel pushed Serenity, little Serenity hit her head on the trône an fell from heaven unconsciously, she descended slowly and with a dull thud, she hit the earth. A few hours later, the five an old Serenity revived to find herself in a strange new place this place had lots of carvings and statues of the Lord, Serenity, not knowing that the statues were statues, she panicked and went up to each statue and asked, “Is that toi Lord?”. A priest came and a dit “Child, these are naught but mere representations of the Lord, the only way to talk to the Lord, is through prayer”, “Kind sir where is this placed to which I am now condemned?”, “This structure is called a church, a house of our God it is but a small tribute to him on this vast earth”, intoned the priest. Serenity looked at her wings, they were blue, the colour of poison, it was only when Serenity gasped did the priest actually look at her, he gasped as well and dropped the stick of incense, that he was holding and clutched tightly, the crucifix that he wore around his neck.
Chapter 1
Once upon a time in heaven there lived an Angel who was yet a child, she was loved par all the anges and most importantly God who named her Serenity, and gave her power that controlled serenity, peace and all things calm and gentle, but he secretly gave her the Elixir of Life which would drip from her finger each jour and each night, unknown was this to the other anges because God was sure that if this was known Serenity would be in grave peril because, man alone does not seek eternal life, angels, devils and all creatures whether they reside in heaven ou hell seek the Elixir of Life reason being that man alone does not die anges do too, as the ‘Our Father’ prayer, says “thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven” God did this to give everyone both Angel and man a chance to repent. Everyone though in their own rite wants to live forever.
God however did not think that the horrible event that He so many years foresaw would happen. God saw that an Angel witnessed Him giving Serenity the Elixir when Serenity was sleeping but God thought that the other anges had learnt from Satan’s terrible mistake so he gave that Angel the benefit of the doubt but even that Angel did not witness God planting the Elixir of death in her luminous wings this would drip from her wings only, and only if her beauty touched the earth. God did not suspect anything because no harm came to beautiful serenity, and for years she continued to entrance the Lord with her innocence and intelligence. She made a garden for herself and the Lord to go if they desired serenity; she also invited the other anges to her magnificent garden of wonders. She loved the other anges and regarded them as sisters and brothers. Though the Angel who had witnessed her receiving of the gift of the Elixir never regarded Serenity as anything compared to herself even though she was older and plus cunning than poor little Serenity could even dream about.
For one jour and one night God decided to lock away His powerful all-seeing eye, God wanted to live a normal life amongst the humans for one jour and one night. He wanted to take sweet Serenity with him but he remembered about the seconde gift that he bestowed on her He left her with His divine protection and l’amour and He then set off leaving Serenity alone. Serenity did not mind though because she knew that wherever God is, He is always with her in spirit and will always be with her now and forever. She was playing with her winged ball, Diane, Diane was the first toy that God had donné to her on the jour of her creation. She loved Diane for Diane spoke and was always truthful with every word that she uttered, she loved little Serenity, and always tried to keep Serenity sûr, sans danger for she knew of the Lord’s prophecy. Unknown to Serenity, Diane was a mini-angel in the ball which was her home. Serenity played and played all over heaven until she reached the end of heaven, near to which there was a trône in which God sits to look at the earth. She did not sit on the trône for she knew that this was forbidden.
All this time the Angel who had witnessed Serenity’s receiving of the gift followed Serenity. “Serenity what are toi doing here?” she asked, “Playing” came the reply. “Well why don’t toi look at the earth for a while?” asked the angel, “Serenity look, look there!” and the Angel pushed Serenity, little Serenity hit her head on the trône an fell from heaven unconsciously, she descended slowly and with a dull thud, she hit the earth. A few hours later, the five an old Serenity revived to find herself in a strange new place this place had lots of carvings and statues of the Lord, Serenity, not knowing that the statues were statues, she panicked and went up to each statue and asked, “Is that toi Lord?”. A priest came and a dit “Child, these are naught but mere representations of the Lord, the only way to talk to the Lord, is through prayer”, “Kind sir where is this placed to which I am now condemned?”, “This structure is called a church, a house of our God it is but a small tribute to him on this vast earth”, intoned the priest. Serenity looked at her wings, they were blue, the colour of poison, it was only when Serenity gasped did the priest actually look at her, he gasped as well and dropped the stick of incense, that he was holding and clutched tightly, the crucifix that he wore around his neck.
He creeps through the alley ways
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps
Paws scared, fourrure stained
Mourning over
What his cœur, coeur once contained
collier torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost
Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed
Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders
Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one jour a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom
As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways
For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak
When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps
Paws scared, fourrure stained
Mourning over
What his cœur, coeur once contained
collier torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost
Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed
Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders
Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one jour a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom
As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways
For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak
When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
Run. It was the only thing going threw Leven,Evie, Matthew and Cameron's mind right now as the chiens and people chased them into the forest.They went as fast as they could as the chiens got closer and closer.
They weren't suppose to be running from the chiens right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.
"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice a dit behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.
Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a divisé, split seconde and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.
They weren't suppose to be running from the chiens right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.
"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice a dit behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.
Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a divisé, split seconde and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
ou what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
ou a new place
ou even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every accueil to every bus
But we can’t ours to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
ou what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
ou a new place
ou even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every accueil to every bus
But we can’t ours to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.
It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.
It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.
The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time toi gave it.
The hard path seems plus rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though toi have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.
Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a jour ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.
It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.
It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.
The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time toi gave it.
The hard path seems plus rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though toi have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.
Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a jour ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
I will remember toi always.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It is sad how we must leave each other,
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.
We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.
We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.
It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.
We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.
We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.
It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.