Jake wandered around the house holding Whitney's ゴールド medalian ネックレス in his hand. The house seemed so empty to him without her. Without her sweet voice ringing through the house, without her laugh または her smile that seemed to brighten even the worst days. He sat down on the ソファー, ソファ and stared at the medalian .
"I screwed everything up..." Jake 発言しました to himself. "I'm sorry Whitney....I'm sorry.." Tears started running down his face. Jake set the medalian on the coffee 表, テーブル and stood up. He looked at the ground and spotted the cigarette she had stomped out just before they had to run. He walked over to it and picked it up.
On the cigarette there was a ring of her lipstick on it, the light ゴールド shade she always wore. Jake leaned with his back against the ウォール as he looked at the empty house. He walked down the hall and went into the room he and Whitney shared. He sat on the edge of the ベッド and held his head in his hands.
Tears poured down his cheeks and went through his fingers, falling onto the carpet. He lifted his head up as he heard the framiliar tune of a song Whitney used to sing. He turned and looked at the radio on the bedside table. Jake stood up and walked over to the radio. He sat back down on the ベッド as close as he could be to the radio. There For あなた によって Flyleaf played quietly played.
The pain in Jake's chest grew greater with every second. He wondered if the pain would ever go away. He hoped it would but in a way he hoped it didn't. He never wanted to forget Whitney, ever.
Tell me what あなた think about the cover. I made it myself
"I screwed everything up..." Jake 発言しました to himself. "I'm sorry Whitney....I'm sorry.." Tears started running down his face. Jake set the medalian on the coffee 表, テーブル and stood up. He looked at the ground and spotted the cigarette she had stomped out just before they had to run. He walked over to it and picked it up.
On the cigarette there was a ring of her lipstick on it, the light ゴールド shade she always wore. Jake leaned with his back against the ウォール as he looked at the empty house. He walked down the hall and went into the room he and Whitney shared. He sat on the edge of the ベッド and held his head in his hands.
Tears poured down his cheeks and went through his fingers, falling onto the carpet. He lifted his head up as he heard the framiliar tune of a song Whitney used to sing. He turned and looked at the radio on the bedside table. Jake stood up and walked over to the radio. He sat back down on the ベッド as close as he could be to the radio. There For あなた によって Flyleaf played quietly played.
The pain in Jake's chest grew greater with every second. He wondered if the pain would ever go away. He hoped it would but in a way he hoped it didn't. He never wanted to forget Whitney, ever.
Tell me what あなた think about the cover. I made it myself
Andrew finally realized that he was in his room. "This must have been Elizabeth's room!" He decided to go to lunch soon after the thought of living in a haunted room really hit him. He went to the little cafe near the entrance. after he had eaten もっと見る than his share of ブルーベリー turnovers, he went back to his room and fell asleep. Andrew felt something warm beside him. It felt good, whatever it was, so he turned over and put his arm around it. It was definitely a who, because their ハート, 心 accelerated, and they snuggled up to him. When Andrew woke up, he had his arm around Liz (Elizabeth), and she was... SLEEPING!!!! Andrew shook her awake, and she looked up in surprise. "ANDREW! Where am I??!" Liz practically shrieked in fear. Andrew tried to calm her and 発言しました gently, "You were sleeping Liz. Just sleeping." Poor Liz screamed this time, "Andrew, I can't sleep!!!"
I was inspired によって this pic of Inu Yasha
Make A time machine
I wanna go in the past
Wanna meet my own self
And get back what I've lost
Wanna play with that child
Sitting in the park, lonely
Waiting for a friend true
Wanna make him happy
And going back to home
He would sit on Momma's lap
And forget all world's tensions
and have a sweet nap
I wanna capture that moment
That smile on my mother's face
and the feeling of contentment
On my own small face
In his dream I would come
Playing with him, carefree
I wanna be his true friend
Wanna change my story