** Little Red Riding ঘোমটা is always told the same way time after time. It's time to hear this story from another characters point of view. The story of fairy tales may be completely different than what আপনি are told. Try thinking of everything from someone else's perspective for once, and see how much that story will change.**
"Here I am again, all alone in these stupid woods," I thought this to myself the whole walk down to the forest. Besides the নেকড়ে and birds, these woods were scarcely populated, so it was quite boring here all alone. It was always the same old thing, দিন after দিন of chopping down trees. As I approached my newest project, a big old oak, I heard a soft humming noise. It sounded like Red, a young girl who lives with her mother at the edge of the forest. Now why on earth would she be in these woods all alone? I asked her this and she just replied that she was bringing goodies to her sick grandmother on the other side of the woods. I thought about that নেকড়ে that I had seen the দিন before, when I was out at night working over time. He was big and all, but it was not night time yet, so Red would be safe...right?
An ঘন্টা passed before I took my break. I decided to walk in the same direction that Red had gone. It was slowly getting dark; maybe I could catch up to her and warn her about that wolf. As I approached her grandmother's house I heard screaming. The odd thing was that I could only hear one voice. It was the scream of a young girl. I knew that it was Red, but where was her grandmother? I could not hear her. Was Grandmother harming Red? What if Grandma had passed? I quickly ran over to the window to see if something had happened.
As I looked through the window I saw a giant furry figure galloping towards Red, Its teeth sharp and ready to bite. It was the wolf. I just knew it. I broke through the window with the butt of my axe, and without hesitation I used that same axe to behead the beast that was so willing to kill.
I checked Red to make sure that she was okay, and then went to the closet to retrieve Grandmother and find out how the নেকড়ে got inside. Grandmother told us that she was sitting in her chair পাঠ করা when a giant নেকড়ে barged in through the door. Grandmother, being her kind self, simply asked the নেকড়ে how she could help him. The পরবর্তি thing she knew, she was tied up and stuck in a closet. Grandma was still shaken from the experience. She explained how terrible it was, being in that closet, knowing what was happening and not being able to do a thing about it. Besides the unforgettable scars in our memories, however, everyone left that দিন unharmed...Everyone except the wolf.
"Here I am again, all alone in these stupid woods," I thought this to myself the whole walk down to the forest. Besides the নেকড়ে and birds, these woods were scarcely populated, so it was quite boring here all alone. It was always the same old thing, দিন after দিন of chopping down trees. As I approached my newest project, a big old oak, I heard a soft humming noise. It sounded like Red, a young girl who lives with her mother at the edge of the forest. Now why on earth would she be in these woods all alone? I asked her this and she just replied that she was bringing goodies to her sick grandmother on the other side of the woods. I thought about that নেকড়ে that I had seen the দিন before, when I was out at night working over time. He was big and all, but it was not night time yet, so Red would be safe...right?
An ঘন্টা passed before I took my break. I decided to walk in the same direction that Red had gone. It was slowly getting dark; maybe I could catch up to her and warn her about that wolf. As I approached her grandmother's house I heard screaming. The odd thing was that I could only hear one voice. It was the scream of a young girl. I knew that it was Red, but where was her grandmother? I could not hear her. Was Grandmother harming Red? What if Grandma had passed? I quickly ran over to the window to see if something had happened.
As I looked through the window I saw a giant furry figure galloping towards Red, Its teeth sharp and ready to bite. It was the wolf. I just knew it. I broke through the window with the butt of my axe, and without hesitation I used that same axe to behead the beast that was so willing to kill.
I checked Red to make sure that she was okay, and then went to the closet to retrieve Grandmother and find out how the নেকড়ে got inside. Grandmother told us that she was sitting in her chair পাঠ করা when a giant নেকড়ে barged in through the door. Grandmother, being her kind self, simply asked the নেকড়ে how she could help him. The পরবর্তি thing she knew, she was tied up and stuck in a closet. Grandma was still shaken from the experience. She explained how terrible it was, being in that closet, knowing what was happening and not being able to do a thing about it. Besides the unforgettable scars in our memories, however, everyone left that দিন unharmed...Everyone except the wolf.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until আপনি hear
The দেবদূত sing
Thy blessing
When আপনি hear heaven’s
Yell আপনি wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was আপনি who committed them
And আপনি wil burn for sin
আপনি are consumed দ্বারা wretched flames
And through everyones aims
আপনি are never hit
Nor bit
দ্বারা the আগুন consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
আপনি are consumed দ্বারা wretched flames
And through everyones aims
আপনি are never hit
Nor bit
দ্বারা the আগুন consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until আপনি hear
The দেবদূত sing
Thy blessing
When আপনি hear heaven’s
Yell আপনি wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was আপনি who committed them
And আপনি wil burn for sin
আপনি are consumed দ্বারা wretched flames
And through everyones aims
আপনি are never hit
Nor bit
দ্বারা the আগুন consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
আপনি are consumed দ্বারা wretched flames
And through everyones aims
আপনি are never hit
Nor bit
দ্বারা the আগুন consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a ত্রিভুজ of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a ত্রিভুজ of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them