Chapter 21
The opposite of her
I remember how it used to feel when I didn’t seem to matter. It was always Dorothy this, または Dorothy that, and I was always left out または ignored. I remember having to shout to get people to look at me, and then they’d be all like ‘oh, I’m so sorry, didn’t see you’.
I remember what it was like when I didn’t like my sister, または at least, not much as I did when we grew closer. I adored her in the few years before she died, but there was a time that I didn’t want to be just like her.
You’d think in most situations when a newborn enters the family they’d be 与えられた all the attention while the first born and others aren’t getting as much as they’d like. But in my family, that was sadly not the case. Dorothy was four years old when I was born, and already she looked gorgeous. An angelic voice, bouncy blonde curls, alluring blue eyes, she was like a poster child for a some beautiful exotic creature.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t blessed with her perfect features. My hair was a dull straight blonde, I’ve tried but it never was as bouncy and curly as Dorothy’s.
And my smile, ugh, it was crooked and ugly, and I felt that I looked like I was grimacing while trying to smile. Whereas, Dorothy looked picture perfect, photoshopped to amazing to be real.
I was like the opposite of her, and I hated it. I remember when there was birthday parties Dorothy had a whole ten of people, it was like we were at dance club with the songs and the so many people. Mine? About a few people who made some lame excuses during the party about homework (it was summer!) and leaving me all alone with no cake.
Of course Dorothy was there, even when my parents weren’t.
I remembered it, I was crying in the backyard, low small sobs increasing every second. I remember looking toward my 表, テーブル where my presents were supposed to be, I wasn’t greedy または anything, but it hurt to see nothing at all. Not even my parents bothered to give me anything, a rubber band would’ve been nice.
I was so angry that I threw the 表, テーブル across the yard, I stabbed the blow up pool and bounce house. I was about 9 here, before I met Jessica on my first 日 in middle school. I had fallen to the ground によって now, arms around myself, legs tucked behind them, in my own ball of misery. I cried everything that’s been eating at me ever since I was born.
Dorothy had just arrived ホーム after a hang out with her friends, she didn’t want to ruin my party, and I’d been thinking if she had stayed maybe my フレンズ would’ve too.
She found me on the ground there, and she had cradled me, whispered sweet things into my ear, made me feel better, did what a good mother would’ve had done. She had a present in her hand and gave it to me, whispering happy birthday in my ear. It was a half of a best friend necklace, grinning she had showed me her other half, and a gift card for the mall.
It was one of the happiest moments of my life, I was the best friend of the girl everyone wanted to be フレンズ with, not only that she was my sister who loved me to. We hung out the whole 日 and she gave me a proper birthday, ever since that day, we’ve been inseparable since.
Me, the girl who did everything wrong, was best フレンズ with the girl that did everything right.
*Thank あなた for all the ファン :) Hope あなた enjoyed, I moved my speech here. So please review and don't copy, because you've already read it.*
The opposite of her
I remember how it used to feel when I didn’t seem to matter. It was always Dorothy this, または Dorothy that, and I was always left out または ignored. I remember having to shout to get people to look at me, and then they’d be all like ‘oh, I’m so sorry, didn’t see you’.
I remember what it was like when I didn’t like my sister, または at least, not much as I did when we grew closer. I adored her in the few years before she died, but there was a time that I didn’t want to be just like her.
You’d think in most situations when a newborn enters the family they’d be 与えられた all the attention while the first born and others aren’t getting as much as they’d like. But in my family, that was sadly not the case. Dorothy was four years old when I was born, and already she looked gorgeous. An angelic voice, bouncy blonde curls, alluring blue eyes, she was like a poster child for a some beautiful exotic creature.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t blessed with her perfect features. My hair was a dull straight blonde, I’ve tried but it never was as bouncy and curly as Dorothy’s.
And my smile, ugh, it was crooked and ugly, and I felt that I looked like I was grimacing while trying to smile. Whereas, Dorothy looked picture perfect, photoshopped to amazing to be real.
I was like the opposite of her, and I hated it. I remember when there was birthday parties Dorothy had a whole ten of people, it was like we were at dance club with the songs and the so many people. Mine? About a few people who made some lame excuses during the party about homework (it was summer!) and leaving me all alone with no cake.
Of course Dorothy was there, even when my parents weren’t.
I remembered it, I was crying in the backyard, low small sobs increasing every second. I remember looking toward my 表, テーブル where my presents were supposed to be, I wasn’t greedy または anything, but it hurt to see nothing at all. Not even my parents bothered to give me anything, a rubber band would’ve been nice.
I was so angry that I threw the 表, テーブル across the yard, I stabbed the blow up pool and bounce house. I was about 9 here, before I met Jessica on my first 日 in middle school. I had fallen to the ground によって now, arms around myself, legs tucked behind them, in my own ball of misery. I cried everything that’s been eating at me ever since I was born.
Dorothy had just arrived ホーム after a hang out with her friends, she didn’t want to ruin my party, and I’d been thinking if she had stayed maybe my フレンズ would’ve too.
She found me on the ground there, and she had cradled me, whispered sweet things into my ear, made me feel better, did what a good mother would’ve had done. She had a present in her hand and gave it to me, whispering happy birthday in my ear. It was a half of a best friend necklace, grinning she had showed me her other half, and a gift card for the mall.
It was one of the happiest moments of my life, I was the best friend of the girl everyone wanted to be フレンズ with, not only that she was my sister who loved me to. We hung out the whole 日 and she gave me a proper birthday, ever since that day, we’ve been inseparable since.
Me, the girl who did everything wrong, was best フレンズ with the girl that did everything right.
*Thank あなた for all the ファン :) Hope あなた enjoyed, I moved my speech here. So please review and don't copy, because you've already read it.*
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if あなた believe
あなた turn to me
あなた say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
あなた reply
"I believe in あなた and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but あなた will always
愛 me
even if あなた are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if あなた believe
あなた turn to me
あなた say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
あなた reply
"I believe in あなた and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but あなた will always
愛 me
even if あなた are
a stuffed monkey
The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally 投稿されました winter 2012 in the ドラゴン club here on Fanpop.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
火災, 火 dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
火災, 火 dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
火災, 火 dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
火災, 火 dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
I'm so being myself
I am not anyone else
Besides me
I'm standing here
Look how much I've changed
I'm so stubborn
Never being someone else
Look at the sky
Look how the world has changed
Look how the people chatter about
Can't change me
Everyone's changed
Everything but me has changed
And the world still rotates everyday
No one's gonna make me
I'm a rockstar
I'm so powerful
I'm staying myself
No one's gonna replace me
The world has changed
But I'm not going to change
I'm just as great as I am
Right now
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting あなた to get out of my life
How long does it take for あなた to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for あなた to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for あなた to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
あなた didn't know what love
was till あなた met me
I bet あなた haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
表示する up in a ピンク dress
waitin' for my 愛 to address
I'm like come on
または I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for あなた to leave me
for あなた to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting あなた to get out of my life
How long does it take for あなた to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for あなた to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for あなた to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
あなた didn't know what love
was till あなた met me
I bet あなた haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
表示する up in a ピンク dress
waitin' for my 愛 to address
I'm like come on
または I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for あなた to leave me
for あなた to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his ハート, 心 started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his ハート, 心 started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"