You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
a motif ; a theme
Wednesday, July 27, 2011 / 2:38 AM
its never something you can tell others about.
She screams as she saw the gun being pointed to her friend. Without any more thinking, she leaped forward and violently disengaged herself from her holder and rushed towards her friend. Putting herself between her friend and the gun, she kicked away the gun and its handler. Her mind started to swirl and she can't seem to grasp the floor properly. A throb in her head made her realize how hard she had hit the wall to protect her friend.
"NO!" a blood curdling scream filled the room she could barely open her eyes : just in time to see her friend being dragged away. Using all the effort she could muster up, she tried to stand up, to fight back. To not be overcome by a concussion. Her eyes stung as blood dripped down her forehead and her mouth overwhelmed with the taste of salt and iron.
Suddenly she felt something drilling her head. A hole. She could feel her brain being sucked away literally, as she fought back against it. another bloodcurdling scream filled the room. A jolt of reality told her it was her own scream.
Janette sat upright in her bed, her eyes red, her face and body wet, her hair tangled and her heart racing. She pulled her legs together and closed her eyes. It took a while, but soon reality sunk into her. Her shoulders shook as she comforted herself. No, she can't make a lot of noise, her parents are still asleep. her siblings are still asleep too. Tension rose in her as she bit her lip to keep from screaming or sobbing. A tension she has no other way but to let out. It spilled out of her as she lied back down , letting her tears flow silently out of her eyes and letting the pillow soak it all up...
You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
a motif ; a theme
Wednesday, July 27, 2011 / 2:38 AM
its never something you can tell others about.
She screams as she saw the gun being pointed to her friend. Without any more thinking, she leaped forward and violently disengaged herself from her holder and rushed towards her friend. Putting herself between her friend and the gun, she kicked away the gun and its handler. Her mind started to swirl and she can't seem to grasp the floor properly. A throb in her head made her realize how hard she had hit the wall to protect her friend.
"NO!" a blood curdling scream filled the room she could barely open her eyes : just in time to see her friend being dragged away. Using all the effort she could muster up, she tried to stand up, to fight back. To not be overcome by a concussion. Her eyes stung as blood dripped down her forehead and her mouth overwhelmed with the taste of salt and iron.
Suddenly she felt something drilling her head. A hole. She could feel her brain being sucked away literally, as she fought back against it. another bloodcurdling scream filled the room. A jolt of reality told her it was her own scream.
Janette sat upright in her bed, her eyes red, her face and body wet, her hair tangled and her heart racing. She pulled her legs together and closed her eyes. It took a while, but soon reality sunk into her. Her shoulders shook as she comforted herself. No, she can't make a lot of noise, her parents are still asleep. her siblings are still asleep too. Tension rose in her as she bit her lip to keep from screaming or sobbing. A tension she has no other way but to let out. It spilled out of her as she lied back down , letting her tears flow silently out of her eyes and letting the pillow soak it all up...
So tell me about the rumours
Are they only rumours, or are they only lies?
biography
if only things remained like it did...
Jackie
what happened? i thought you said i could trust you?
yes, just call me Jackie. i'd prefer that.
i'm just the average everyday girl trying to make it through life.
smile :) its good to always have a smile on that face :)
dont tell me i'm crying. coz i'm not.
if you have nothing to say, then just leave.
-That's me. Accept it, Love it, Hate it. i dont care.
Falling out of a perfect dream
have you felt as if your world crashed right on top of you?
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you count down ten to one because when on zero you can smile
Funny how easily you crushed the trust
When it took you years to just build it.
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down the beaten track, along the river with an empty bank
