Sorry if this isn't very good!
Angel was so excited, her best best Friends were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate toi so much!” Angel ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.
“Was Summer being mean to toi again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she a dit that my Friends weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about toi having the best sleepover ever”said Friday
Suddenly Angel heard a knock at the door “I'll get it!” she called out. As soon as she opened the door Yvonne started chant happy birthday and was holding a large oval shaped present neatly wrapped up in sparkly purple paper. Angel and Yvonne hugged and while they were doing so Tillie appeared holding a square box covered in 'Happy Birthday' paper. They were all catching up on gossip when the cloche, bell rang “That must be Aliona!” shouted Yvonne and they all ran to the door. “Hello people!” Aliona shouted in her excited American voice.
“I hope you've all remembered your swimming costumes because after thé we're going for a swim in the lake!” exclaimed Angel
“Right time for the presents!” anges mum souci, marigold shouted. First of all Angel opened Tillie's present which was a short book and a fleur craft set. Then she opened Aliona's, which was an art box with pencils and charcoal all neatly in arc en ciel order.
“Oh thank toi Aliona! I have been wanting this for ages!”
“Your pleasure” a dit Aliona feeling pleased that Angel had liked her gift.
“Mine suivant mine next!” shouted Yvonne. Yvonne's gift turned out to be a massive tub of sequins, beads and lots of arty things.
“Oh thanks Yvonne!”
After their magnificent party thé the girls went to the lake near Angel's house. “I'll be first in!” Aliona shouted. So Aliona jumped in the lake and screamed at the temperature. The others were too scared so they just left Aliona in there. “I'll try and touch the bottom then” Aliona said. Aliona ducked down sticking her feet in the air and sticking an arm up over the haut, retour au début of the water, waving. A few secondes later Angel, Tillie and Yvonne heard some splashing and saw some bubbles where Aliona had gone down. “She must of reached the bottom!” Tillie shouted excitedly. A number of secondes passed and still no sign of Aliona!
“Where is she?” asked Angel
They waited.
“It's been over nine minutes now!” Tillie shouted, almost in tears.
“What are we going to do?” asked Yvonne who was the smartest of the lot. It was bad news if she couldn't even think of an idea. “We can't exactly tell Angel's Mum, she'll go ballistic!”
“And so will Aliona's parents! They'll never want to see us again!” Things were looking very bad for the girls and they still didn't know what to do.
“Right I'm going in!” cried Yvonne “What? We cant just stand here and do nothing!”
“Y...v..v..v..vonne's right” stammered Tillie who was in tears now “We have to help A..A..Aliona!”
“Right” Yvonne declared “It was nice knowing toi guys!” she hugged both of them and jumped in. Tillie and Angel burst into floods of tears. It was bad enough losing one best friend let alone two!
“Yvonne shouldn't of followed Aliona down there, it could be dangerous!” exclaimed Angel (The
worrier of the group). It was getting dark and the two girls who were still dry were very very worried! It had been over 11 minutes since Yvonne had jumped in and 18 since Aliona had disappeared! “Lets go inside and get Mum!” Angel suddenly decided after lots of pondering. “She'll know what to do!”
“But what if they come back up?!” Angel cried “I'll stay here!”
So Tillie went pelting back towards the house, faster and faster, when she saw a hooded figure in the distance. For a divisé, split seconde she thought it was Angel's Mum but no, it couldn't have been. For Angel's Mum didn't have fiery red hair. Angel's Mum wasn't that tall. Tillie slipped out a small scream. Her legs had frozen. She didn't know why, she didn't know how. The hooded figure turned. It had a chalky white face. Tillie felt her cœur, coeur freeze.
Angel was so excited, her best best Friends were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate toi so much!” Angel ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.
“Was Summer being mean to toi again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she a dit that my Friends weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about toi having the best sleepover ever”said Friday
Suddenly Angel heard a knock at the door “I'll get it!” she called out. As soon as she opened the door Yvonne started chant happy birthday and was holding a large oval shaped present neatly wrapped up in sparkly purple paper. Angel and Yvonne hugged and while they were doing so Tillie appeared holding a square box covered in 'Happy Birthday' paper. They were all catching up on gossip when the cloche, bell rang “That must be Aliona!” shouted Yvonne and they all ran to the door. “Hello people!” Aliona shouted in her excited American voice.
“I hope you've all remembered your swimming costumes because after thé we're going for a swim in the lake!” exclaimed Angel
“Right time for the presents!” anges mum souci, marigold shouted. First of all Angel opened Tillie's present which was a short book and a fleur craft set. Then she opened Aliona's, which was an art box with pencils and charcoal all neatly in arc en ciel order.
“Oh thank toi Aliona! I have been wanting this for ages!”
“Your pleasure” a dit Aliona feeling pleased that Angel had liked her gift.
“Mine suivant mine next!” shouted Yvonne. Yvonne's gift turned out to be a massive tub of sequins, beads and lots of arty things.
“Oh thanks Yvonne!”
After their magnificent party thé the girls went to the lake near Angel's house. “I'll be first in!” Aliona shouted. So Aliona jumped in the lake and screamed at the temperature. The others were too scared so they just left Aliona in there. “I'll try and touch the bottom then” Aliona said. Aliona ducked down sticking her feet in the air and sticking an arm up over the haut, retour au début of the water, waving. A few secondes later Angel, Tillie and Yvonne heard some splashing and saw some bubbles where Aliona had gone down. “She must of reached the bottom!” Tillie shouted excitedly. A number of secondes passed and still no sign of Aliona!
“Where is she?” asked Angel
They waited.
“It's been over nine minutes now!” Tillie shouted, almost in tears.
“What are we going to do?” asked Yvonne who was the smartest of the lot. It was bad news if she couldn't even think of an idea. “We can't exactly tell Angel's Mum, she'll go ballistic!”
“And so will Aliona's parents! They'll never want to see us again!” Things were looking very bad for the girls and they still didn't know what to do.
“Right I'm going in!” cried Yvonne “What? We cant just stand here and do nothing!”
“Y...v..v..v..vonne's right” stammered Tillie who was in tears now “We have to help A..A..Aliona!”
“Right” Yvonne declared “It was nice knowing toi guys!” she hugged both of them and jumped in. Tillie and Angel burst into floods of tears. It was bad enough losing one best friend let alone two!
“Yvonne shouldn't of followed Aliona down there, it could be dangerous!” exclaimed Angel (The
worrier of the group). It was getting dark and the two girls who were still dry were very very worried! It had been over 11 minutes since Yvonne had jumped in and 18 since Aliona had disappeared! “Lets go inside and get Mum!” Angel suddenly decided after lots of pondering. “She'll know what to do!”
“But what if they come back up?!” Angel cried “I'll stay here!”
So Tillie went pelting back towards the house, faster and faster, when she saw a hooded figure in the distance. For a divisé, split seconde she thought it was Angel's Mum but no, it couldn't have been. For Angel's Mum didn't have fiery red hair. Angel's Mum wasn't that tall. Tillie slipped out a small scream. Her legs had frozen. She didn't know why, she didn't know how. The hooded figure turned. It had a chalky white face. Tillie felt her cœur, coeur freeze.
"Mrs.Sanchez?"!!
When toi think toi think your in love. Its just a trick. When toi feel like your falling toi are. Your fallin down and down intill toi fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why toi fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
l’amour can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when toi fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When toi fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes toi feel. If toi think Im right, ou if im wrong, im curios to what toi think. Thankyou!
l’amour can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when toi fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When toi fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes toi feel. If toi think Im right, ou if im wrong, im curios to what toi think. Thankyou!
This is when he leaned in to breath down her neck
How did this happen, nothings write like a plane not taking flight? It’s wrong like a song with no end. ou a paper but no pen. Were this is coming from I cannot explain. Maybe its ur pointless silly games. Like in hide and go seek am I not aloud to peek. toi were wrong and so was I. Are arguments are now in the sky. There done. No redo's ou undo's to bring it back. There finished almost deminished.But toi bring them back. Back again to haunt me. To taunt me into your little game. But it wont work. toi wont get me. Not this time.Cuz my life Is mine.
“What do you want me to do… repent or something?”
