I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows par my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.
Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying par my head earlier.
This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.
Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying par my head earlier.
This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.
Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do toi see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When toi look at the world toi always see the small things. toi never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised par ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… ou never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but toi ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When toi look at the world toi always see the small things. toi never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised par ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… ou never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but toi ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be article worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Friends are Sirens ( a different kind than toi think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring feu and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Friends and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Lost sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Friends and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it ou leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down par the river
ou other times par her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever par her side
She’s avoided par everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down par the river
ou other times par her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever par her side
She’s avoided par everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
