Chapter One: Salvador
Silver Monroe skipped up the stone steps to Westover High School. Silver could have easily gotten almost any boy she wanted; only she had yet to find the one meant for her. She walked swiftly down the long hallways to her first class; math.
After about ten মিনিট the boy sitting behind her raised his hand, asking for water. Silver had been in mostly the same classes as him almost the entire বছর and she had never heard him talk before. She had never really even noticed him before. He had long, blonde hair that was almost white and black eyes. The teacher, Mrs. Taylor dismissed him and they continued with their lesson. Silver didn't see him again until English. Silver usually tried not to sit in the back of the class, yet today she sat পরবর্তি to the boy. She wanted to know his name.
Once the teacher began to teach, Silver began লেখা something down on a scrap of paper.
'Silver, what are আপনি writing?' she asked. 'Would আপনি like to share it with the class?'
'I apologize, Mrs. Hodges,' ব্যক্ত Silver. 'I was only taking notes as to help me remember the lesson.'
'It's alright, Silver,' ব্যক্ত Mrs. Hodges, 'but could আপনি take notes when classes are over?'
'Of course,' ব্যক্ত Silver, as she thought; that is just fine. I have finished writing, therefore, it does not matter if I must write no more.
As Silver glanced at the boy, she thought she saw him watching her as he wrote something on a scrap of paper. He had the paper slightly in his lap, Silver realized. No one would notice him writing.
I was very much so obvious as I had written upon my notebook paper, thought Silver. I could not ever think of to be secretive as I was writing.
The boy reached over, letting the slip of paper brush her arm, and placed it in her desk.
After school Silver took out the note and opened it. It read; You draw much attention to yourself, I would not act quite so ostentatious if I were put into your situation.
Somehow getting a note from a boy like him made me feel exited. Like as if I were someone special...
Silver Monroe skipped up the stone steps to Westover High School. Silver could have easily gotten almost any boy she wanted; only she had yet to find the one meant for her. She walked swiftly down the long hallways to her first class; math.
After about ten মিনিট the boy sitting behind her raised his hand, asking for water. Silver had been in mostly the same classes as him almost the entire বছর and she had never heard him talk before. She had never really even noticed him before. He had long, blonde hair that was almost white and black eyes. The teacher, Mrs. Taylor dismissed him and they continued with their lesson. Silver didn't see him again until English. Silver usually tried not to sit in the back of the class, yet today she sat পরবর্তি to the boy. She wanted to know his name.
Once the teacher began to teach, Silver began লেখা something down on a scrap of paper.
'Silver, what are আপনি writing?' she asked. 'Would আপনি like to share it with the class?'
'I apologize, Mrs. Hodges,' ব্যক্ত Silver. 'I was only taking notes as to help me remember the lesson.'
'It's alright, Silver,' ব্যক্ত Mrs. Hodges, 'but could আপনি take notes when classes are over?'
'Of course,' ব্যক্ত Silver, as she thought; that is just fine. I have finished writing, therefore, it does not matter if I must write no more.
As Silver glanced at the boy, she thought she saw him watching her as he wrote something on a scrap of paper. He had the paper slightly in his lap, Silver realized. No one would notice him writing.
I was very much so obvious as I had written upon my notebook paper, thought Silver. I could not ever think of to be secretive as I was writing.
The boy reached over, letting the slip of paper brush her arm, and placed it in her desk.
After school Silver took out the note and opened it. It read; You draw much attention to yourself, I would not act quite so ostentatious if I were put into your situation.
Somehow getting a note from a boy like him made me feel exited. Like as if I were someone special...
1. Your পাঠ করা my article.
2. You're wondering why you're even পাঠ করা this.
4. আপনি didn't notice that I misspelled you're on #1
5. And you're checking back now
6. Nor did আপনি notice I skipped number three.
7. আপনি don't even feel like checking back this time. You'll take my word for it..
8. This is so stupid that আপনি silently chuckle to yourself.
9. Then আপনি realize that six isn't true because that doesn't make sense and that this is a rip off.
10. But আপনি remember that a fact is something that can be proven right অথবা wrong, so technically it was a fact.
11. আপনি wish আপনি never began to read this stupid stuff now but its still hard to stop.
13. I didn't catch আপনি with the missing number this time. অথবা did I?
14. আপনি wonder why I'm being such a smart butt.
15. But then again, my mind পাঠ করা powers amaze you.
16. আপনি totally forgot I was only supposed to tell আপনি ten facts.
2. You're wondering why you're even পাঠ করা this.
4. আপনি didn't notice that I misspelled you're on #1
5. And you're checking back now
6. Nor did আপনি notice I skipped number three.
7. আপনি don't even feel like checking back this time. You'll take my word for it..
8. This is so stupid that আপনি silently chuckle to yourself.
9. Then আপনি realize that six isn't true because that doesn't make sense and that this is a rip off.
10. But আপনি remember that a fact is something that can be proven right অথবা wrong, so technically it was a fact.
11. আপনি wish আপনি never began to read this stupid stuff now but its still hard to stop.
13. I didn't catch আপনি with the missing number this time. অথবা did I?
14. আপনি wonder why I'm being such a smart butt.
15. But then again, my mind পাঠ করা powers amaze you.
16. আপনি totally forgot I was only supposed to tell আপনি ten facts.
Ring a Ring a Rosies,
a pocket full of posies
ATISHOO ATISHOO, we all fall down
Known to be a song about a ring of roses, little children গান গাওয়া in a row, then আপনি sneeze and আপনি fall down. Did আপনি ever play that game as a young child? Hold hands and dance in a circle?
Now for the reality.
This nursery rhyme is about the Black Plague.
Ring a ring a rosies - আপনি used to have large pinky red circles on your skin, this is how আপনি knew আপনি had the plague.
A pocket full of posies - People used to hold posies up to their nose to keep the smell of death away. They also believed that it would keep the plague away. (didn't work)
Atishoo Atishoo we all fall down - আপনি know what THAT means? if not that, people would sneeze and cough and you'd know that OHMYGOD WERE DYING! And you'd all fall down (basically, you've popped your clogs)
Some people think it is a very, haunting, creepy song if sung in a certain way other than the cheerful way.
Randomness lol.
a pocket full of posies
ATISHOO ATISHOO, we all fall down
Known to be a song about a ring of roses, little children গান গাওয়া in a row, then আপনি sneeze and আপনি fall down. Did আপনি ever play that game as a young child? Hold hands and dance in a circle?
Now for the reality.
This nursery rhyme is about the Black Plague.
Ring a ring a rosies - আপনি used to have large pinky red circles on your skin, this is how আপনি knew আপনি had the plague.
A pocket full of posies - People used to hold posies up to their nose to keep the smell of death away. They also believed that it would keep the plague away. (didn't work)
Atishoo Atishoo we all fall down - আপনি know what THAT means? if not that, people would sneeze and cough and you'd know that OHMYGOD WERE DYING! And you'd all fall down (basically, you've popped your clogs)
Some people think it is a very, haunting, creepy song if sung in a certain way other than the cheerful way.
Randomness lol.
Giggle Giggle went the lad’s,
For they were doing something bad,
What they were holding in their hands,
Oh, it was not the building plans!
Leaders of the building team,
Oh - so - sensible they seemed,
But what nobody else did see,
Was making them chuckle with glee!
One of them looked over his shoulder,
One of the men, the picture holder,
Just to make absolutely sure,
No one thought them immature.
When he saw the coast was clear,
Once আরো at the picture did he peer,
And I’m sure দ্বারা now you’re aware,
Exactly what that man saw there!
Amazing.
The glue that holds us together....ALL of us....is in the shape of the cross.
Immediately Colossians 1:15-17 comes to mind.
"He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.
For দ্বারা him all things were created; things in heaven and on earth , visible and invisible,
whether thrones অথবা powers অথবা rulers অথবা authorities;
all things were created দ্বারা him and for him.
He is before all things,
and in him all things HOLD TOGETHER. "
Colossians 1:15-17