I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
অথবা else i locked up
all দিন long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his evil eyes
im so afraid now
im starting to cry
he finds me weeping
calls me ugly words
he says it's my fault
he suffers at work
he slaps and hits me
and yells at me more
i finally get free
and run for the door
he's already locked it
i start to bawl
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall
i fall to the floor
my অস্থি nearly broken
and my daddy continues
with আরো bad words spoken
"im sorry,"i scream
but it's much to late
his face has been twisted
into an unimaginable shape
the hurt and pain
again and again
oh please god have mercy
oh please let it end
and finally he stops
and heads for the door
while i stay there motionless
sprawled on the floor
my name is sarah
i am three
and tonight my daddy
murdered me
and আপনি can help
sickens me to the soul
and if আপনি read this
and don't pass it on
i pray to the gods for your forgivness
cuz আপনি would have to be
one heartless person
to not be affected দ্বারা this poem
and because আপনি are affected
do something about it
so i ask আপনি to do two things:
get this to the highest rated তালিকা so everyone can read this
AND IF আপনি AGAINST CHILD ABUSE PASS THIS O
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
অথবা else i locked up
all দিন long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his evil eyes
im so afraid now
im starting to cry
he finds me weeping
calls me ugly words
he says it's my fault
he suffers at work
he slaps and hits me
and yells at me more
i finally get free
and run for the door
he's already locked it
i start to bawl
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall
i fall to the floor
my অস্থি nearly broken
and my daddy continues
with আরো bad words spoken
"im sorry,"i scream
but it's much to late
his face has been twisted
into an unimaginable shape
the hurt and pain
again and again
oh please god have mercy
oh please let it end
and finally he stops
and heads for the door
while i stay there motionless
sprawled on the floor
my name is sarah
i am three
and tonight my daddy
murdered me
and আপনি can help
sickens me to the soul
and if আপনি read this
and don't pass it on
i pray to the gods for your forgivness
cuz আপনি would have to be
one heartless person
to not be affected দ্বারা this poem
and because আপনি are affected
do something about it
so i ask আপনি to do two things:
get this to the highest rated তালিকা so everyone can read this
AND IF আপনি AGAINST CHILD ABUSE PASS THIS O
This is just a preview image of a lovely Gothic Lolita, but not the same outlook as the girl described in this short -short- story :)
Are আপনি bored? Despretly trying to find something on Google, but everytime আপনি serch something innoceont weird and gross stuff just overflows your computor screen? Well, যোগদান this লেখা compeition! I will তালিকা five যেভাবে খুশী genres and themes I pulled from a hat and all আপনি have to do is write a short story from a genre অথবা theme of your choice but it has to be one of the five. The compeition will run from November 07 2011 - November 21. Voting will start from November 21 - November 31.
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. অনুরাগী Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. জীবন্ত (For অনুরাগী Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on ফ্যানপপ and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 শ্রদ্ধার্ঘ্য and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
Genres:
1. Mystery
2. অনুরাগী Fiction (Lucky You!)
3. Sci-Fi
4. Children's
5. Drama
As I said, there random.
Themes:
1. Magic
2. Sacrifice
3. True Story
4. Childhood
5. জীবন্ত (For অনুরাগী Fiction)
Just Post Your Entry on ফ্যানপপ and ur good to go!
The winner will recive 10 শ্রদ্ধার্ঘ্য and 5 runners up will recive 3 props. :P
A tear ran down Jannet's pale cheek. David's footsteps echoed in the hall like a man's last words, and for Jannet, they were last words David will ever say to her. We never saw David again. Never. It's a hard word to handle when inlove.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him দ্বারা the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have আরো energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Mike screamed. The moment was so mindblowing, we forgot we were in Mikeal's orphanage. "She's not dead! She can't be dead!" The careers grabbed him দ্বারা the arms, threw him to the ground and beat him. "Mike..." Jannet whispered, wiping a tear away. "Mike!" She shouted "Jane, don't interfeare, please!" I begged. It didn't work. When a spirit is enraged they have আরো energy, kinda' like an adrenaline rush.
"Jannet, where are you?!" Mike shouted. "She's dead! Get over it, boy!" The Head Misstrus boomed. "LEAVE HIM!" Jannet demanded. The women stared at her in disbelif.
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one আপনি প্রণয় in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the পরবর্তি দিন will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my প্রণয় ...is my rival....Time has stopped to আপনি as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've হারিয়ে গেছে almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if আপনি keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... অথবা one দিন you'll snap
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so সত্বর
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow আপনি take life's পরবর্তি test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not গান গাওয়া loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. অথবা maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so সত্বর
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow আপনি take life's পরবর্তি test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not গান গাওয়া loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. অথবা maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
This is a song inspired দ্বারা Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story পোষ্ট হয়েছে here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written দ্বারা a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen দেবদূত always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken প্রজাপতি with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written দ্বারা a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen দেবদূত always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken প্রজাপতি with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve বছর old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays পিয়ানো and গিটার and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
