Zean, the famous 星, つ星 of 音楽 world came back with his Zeal (his guitar) and his famous UKK band after a live performance. He sat in front of a big mirror removing his make up. His ears were active with the chatter of his mates who were busy in talking about another band. He turned back with a big a smile as if he wanted to say something but he didn’t. he saw a small boy running and then he stood up and ran behind him he ran and ran and ran until he found himself surrounded によって white light and some noise in which he could hear “so あなた are Zean…. Haaahaaaaa look at him his….” Zean,, zean” he again came back to the world he lived in. “You are tired go sleep on bed”. He opened his eyes and found his Zeal sitting beside him and everyone looking with big big eyes with 100 質問 in them. “no problem,,,, really no problem at all” Zean tried to play cool but he was not…his voice showed uncertainty. He looked and saw small ベッド with white sheets and a big 枕 which seemed to be soft. “ sooooooo here” he was about to jump when he looked in the mirror and drowned in memories. He was going down and down until a small boy named Ilm came. He was the one who stays with them. He was nearly 13 years old Indian boy with big black eyes and black hairs which he kept back. As against to world he preferred wearing KURTA PAIJAMA. “hey whats up? How was the performance?” Zean asked with smile on his face. “ performance…. It was really great…” Ilm stands up copying Zean…but he didn’t hold up Zeal as he knew Zean will mind that. “ oh boy あなた will become 星, つ星 one day” Zean 発言しました with that smile which always enlightens his face. “REALLY? Heeeeey yaaaaaaah…..:” Ilm 発言しました with happiness. “Ilm where are you? See heres your お気に入り candy… our ファン sent them.. “ “ he is in profit just coz he lives with us… where is he?” “ gotta go” Ilm 発言しました with hurry and ran. And here Zean’s smile faded and he went in the OCEAN OF MEMOIES…
( in 次 chapter I’ll reveal his past but for now how is it?)
( in 次 chapter I’ll reveal his past but for now how is it?)
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one あなた 愛 in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the 次 日 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 愛 ...is my rival....Time has stopped to あなた as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've ロスト almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if あなた 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... または one 日 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 迅速, スウィフト
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow あなた take life's 次 test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not 歌う 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. または 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 迅速, スウィフト
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow あなた take life's 次 test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not 歌う 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. または 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 によって 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 投稿されました here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written によって a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen 天使 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 蝶 with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written によって a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen 天使 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 蝶 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 年 old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays ピアノ and ギター 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!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that あなた could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story または movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, または feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as あなた probably know. Imaginary フレンズ can be anything あなた want them to be. An animal, a creature あなた made up, a monster, または just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary フレンズ that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that あなた could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story または movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, または feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as あなた probably know. Imaginary フレンズ can be anything あなた want them to be. An animal, a creature あなた made up, a monster, または just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary フレンズ that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
