The color
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The Colors(色) of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't あなた ready to stop the pain?
Do あなた want to help?
登録する us in this fight and see the sound!
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The Colors(色) of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't あなた ready to stop the pain?
Do あなた want to help?
登録する us in this fight and see the sound!
The color
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The Colors(色) of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't あなた ready to stop the pain?
Do あなた want to help?
登録する us in this fight and see the sound!
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The Colors(色) of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't あなた ready to stop the pain?
Do あなた want to help?
登録する us in this fight and see the sound!
When I became her best friend, I thought we'd have a normal friendship. Making bracelets, sleepovers, doing stuff together. We never did. At first I thought "Why did I even go near her?" but her mystique intrigued me. She was quiet, but tough. Likable, but rough. At least, to me. Everybody else thought she was weird just because she sang to herself with no earbuds on. One day, at recess, she was sitting によって herself, humming a tune and 書く in a beat-up spiral notebook. The eraser end of her pencil was chewed, and most of the pencil was practically gone. I was bored, just looking at kids run around like I did every day. Then I just walked over to her, hoping she would like some company. She looked pretty poor, wearing the same clothes every 日 and walking around with an old backpack. Little did I know that 音楽 was all she had.
ファンタジー district
Adventure district
Ghost district
Fairy Tale district
ファン Fiction district
Short Story district
The 12 that remain names will be put into a hat they will be pit at random. One girl will be in the ファンタジー district then one boy same for the rest. If there's uneven number girls then boys または the other way around then there will be a district of two boys または two girls. But there's a twisted...
Lest say the theme of the week is that あなた have to write about a car crash. あなた can't just write about a car crash あなた have to also use your district's meaning like if your in the ghost district あなた have to do something about a car crash but have something to do with ghost in it.
Like the twist? :)
Fierce & Love
Malmcd または Mallory McDonald
Number One
My blonde hair was soaked with blood. My blood. My ハート, 心 was pounding in my chest. Will this ever end?Why couldn't He get it over with . I was dying anyway. This was torture. Pure torture, but I could'nt move. My feet were stuck. I was paralysed. Paralysed with fear.My mother warned me about Him. Never become too attached. You'll only get hurt. She used to say. Mothers are right way too much of the time.I hate them.
I lay there on the ground thinking about what my mother was doing right now. Would she be looking down from Heaven または alone in a casket. Why was I here?What did I do? Did i deserve this? I hope not
I lay there on the ground thinking about what my mother was doing right now. Would she be looking down from Heaven または alone in a casket. Why was I here?What did I do? Did i deserve this? I hope not