The song of the sparrow- chapter 2 (part 5)
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Ashia walked into the cafeteria and ate her dinner. She finished and threw the left oversea in the trash. She walked back to her room. She placed her bag in the door way and headed back into the bathroom fixing her hair. Ashia heard some girls cheering in the hall way but ignored it. The door of her room swung open.
"N...I..g..h..t." A girl detto while walking in the room and Ashia stopped brushing her hair.
The girl tripped over Ashia's bag in the door way.Ashia letter some other girls help the girl while she was watching as Nokia stepped beside her. Ashia walked out and the girl's dropped the fallen girl.
"What is going on? " Ashia asked.
Ashia and the girls got to know each other well as they went off to their beds. Ashia had some troubles with Nokia that night. She found out that those girls were Artista, her new roommate,Desta,Eva,Eclipse,and Viva.Ashia woke up the successivo giorno to see that the. Artista and the others were gone.
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Ashia walked into the cafeteria and ate her dinner. She finished and threw the left oversea in the trash. She walked back to her room. She placed her bag in the door way and headed back into the bathroom fixing her hair. Ashia heard some girls cheering in the hall way but ignored it. The door of her room swung open.
"N...I..g..h..t." A girl detto while walking in the room and Ashia stopped brushing her hair.
The girl tripped over Ashia's bag in the door way.Ashia letter some other girls help the girl while she was watching as Nokia stepped beside her. Ashia walked out and the girl's dropped the fallen girl.
"What is going on? " Ashia asked.
Ashia and the girls got to know each other well as they went off to their beds. Ashia had some troubles with Nokia that night. She found out that those girls were Artista, her new roommate,Desta,Eva,Eclipse,and Viva.Ashia woke up the successivo giorno to see that the. Artista and the others were gone.
Dear Self
What if te don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last giorno on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation te had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time te ever spoke to her?
What if te never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile o talk to him ever again?
What if te later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would te be proud of the life te have lived?
Will te regret something that te did o did not say?
Would te be proud of how people would remember you?
Would te regret not taking più chances, o not telling him what te really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cuore racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if te don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last giorno on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation te had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time te ever spoke to her?
What if te never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile o talk to him ever again?
What if te later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would te be proud of the life te have lived?
Will te regret something that te did o did not say?
Would te be proud of how people would remember you?
Would te regret not taking più chances, o not telling him what te really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cuore racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..