Chapter 2!
Juliet retrieved the papers from the chicken pen, saying hi to a few of them while she was there, and made her way towards the road. She considered going back to ask her mother about dad again, but decided that it could wait. She would talk to her about it when she got back. Jessica reached the gate leading to the road and left, taking care to remember to close it. Her farm was about a mile away from the rest of the town, so it took her about 10 minuti of walking to arrive. On the way, Juliet dropped a piece of paper. Her hands were pretty full, so she folded it and put it in her camicia pocket. Jessica took a small break and sat down in one of the empty benches. Jessica looked around. It was odd. Usually this place was pretty crowded around this time. But here she was, and there wasn’t a soul to be found. Jessica shoved the issue from her mind, there was probably some explanation. Nevertheless, she quickly got up and walked towards the bar. There may be an explanation, but it was still creeping her out. She reached the bar and opened the door, taking a few steps in. She noticed two things. First was that Phil and Steve were at the bar, having an argument as usual. The secondo was that, also as usual, there was that awful smell of cigarettes. Phil looked up from his argument and waved.
“Jules! Come on in, we need a woman’s opinion.”
“Ha ha, maybe, but I’m just here to deliver these from mom.”
“Ah yes, I have been expecting those. Thank you, dear.”
Steve watched her with an odd look. “So, how has your giorno been? Anything odd?” Juliet looked at him. Anything odd? How on earth would he be able to know about it? But then again, Steve always knew.
“Nope, sorry to disappoint, but it has been an ordinary day.”
Steve gave a sad sigh, taking a sip from his drink. “I see…well, We’ll be seeing you.”
“All right, bye!” Juliet waved to them and left the bar. She began to walk back when she remembered the piece of paper in her pocket. She took it out and ran back to the bar. She once again opened the door and took a few steps inside. “Hey, sorry, but I forgot to give…you…” Juliet trailed off. She was only gone for a minute. But everything seemed to be…different. There was no Phil having an argument with his son Steve at the bar. There was no overpowering stench of cigarettes in the air. No big, burly men having a contest in the corner of the room. No sounds floating over from the children at the daycare across the street. It was as if everything about the people here had disappeared. There was the drink Steve was having at the bar, but no sign that Steve had touched it. The building was the same, but there was no longer any sign that anyone had inhabited it. Juliet stepped back. This was getting a little too creepy for her taste. “Hello? Is anyone here? This had better not be a joke!” There was no response. Juliet took a deep breath and hurried over to the bar. She saw the stack of papers she had dato Phil earlier. She took the piece of paper she was holding and put it with the rest. The moment she did, she heard a noise from behind. “Oh, thank goodness! I was starting to think I was alo-” she trailed off in horror as she saw what was on the other side of the door.
Juliet retrieved the papers from the chicken pen, saying hi to a few of them while she was there, and made her way towards the road. She considered going back to ask her mother about dad again, but decided that it could wait. She would talk to her about it when she got back. Jessica reached the gate leading to the road and left, taking care to remember to close it. Her farm was about a mile away from the rest of the town, so it took her about 10 minuti of walking to arrive. On the way, Juliet dropped a piece of paper. Her hands were pretty full, so she folded it and put it in her camicia pocket. Jessica took a small break and sat down in one of the empty benches. Jessica looked around. It was odd. Usually this place was pretty crowded around this time. But here she was, and there wasn’t a soul to be found. Jessica shoved the issue from her mind, there was probably some explanation. Nevertheless, she quickly got up and walked towards the bar. There may be an explanation, but it was still creeping her out. She reached the bar and opened the door, taking a few steps in. She noticed two things. First was that Phil and Steve were at the bar, having an argument as usual. The secondo was that, also as usual, there was that awful smell of cigarettes. Phil looked up from his argument and waved.
“Jules! Come on in, we need a woman’s opinion.”
“Ha ha, maybe, but I’m just here to deliver these from mom.”
“Ah yes, I have been expecting those. Thank you, dear.”
Steve watched her with an odd look. “So, how has your giorno been? Anything odd?” Juliet looked at him. Anything odd? How on earth would he be able to know about it? But then again, Steve always knew.
“Nope, sorry to disappoint, but it has been an ordinary day.”
Steve gave a sad sigh, taking a sip from his drink. “I see…well, We’ll be seeing you.”
“All right, bye!” Juliet waved to them and left the bar. She began to walk back when she remembered the piece of paper in her pocket. She took it out and ran back to the bar. She once again opened the door and took a few steps inside. “Hey, sorry, but I forgot to give…you…” Juliet trailed off. She was only gone for a minute. But everything seemed to be…different. There was no Phil having an argument with his son Steve at the bar. There was no overpowering stench of cigarettes in the air. No big, burly men having a contest in the corner of the room. No sounds floating over from the children at the daycare across the street. It was as if everything about the people here had disappeared. There was the drink Steve was having at the bar, but no sign that Steve had touched it. The building was the same, but there was no longer any sign that anyone had inhabited it. Juliet stepped back. This was getting a little too creepy for her taste. “Hello? Is anyone here? This had better not be a joke!” There was no response. Juliet took a deep breath and hurried over to the bar. She saw the stack of papers she had dato Phil earlier. She took the piece of paper she was holding and put it with the rest. The moment she did, she heard a noise from behind. “Oh, thank goodness! I was starting to think I was alo-” she trailed off in horror as she saw what was on the other side of the door.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood da me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To mostra them that...
Their work was useful.
To mostra them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to mostra all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood da me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To mostra them that...
Their work was useful.
To mostra them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to mostra all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
When I see you,I don't know what to say
I think of you,just about everyday
When your around hysterical,it's unpredictable...with me,I try to be serious,buts it's no use...
(Chorus) When I look at you,I turn away,When I hear your name,I try a different way, (fast) Your smile is alluring,and your eyes always occuring on my mind, If I explain I'll go insane,so I'll keep my mind blank,The angeli are jealous about te from up above,and though te dont know it;you always give me La-la love,yeah,La-la love
When I sing,to me,you play the music,Im intrigued-sing with me,oh oh
When I dance te te dance too,In everything I do,To me,Your here,so what Im having fantasies,who cares?
(Chorus)
My cuore is pounding,No sound surrounds me,exept your velvety voice...I'll say it once again,Your the Musica in my head,I can't build up to it any other way,Ive already done as much as I may...
(Chorus) LA,la,la,la,la te give me...love
I think of you,just about everyday
When your around hysterical,it's unpredictable...with me,I try to be serious,buts it's no use...
(Chorus) When I look at you,I turn away,When I hear your name,I try a different way, (fast) Your smile is alluring,and your eyes always occuring on my mind, If I explain I'll go insane,so I'll keep my mind blank,The angeli are jealous about te from up above,and though te dont know it;you always give me La-la love,yeah,La-la love
When I sing,to me,you play the music,Im intrigued-sing with me,oh oh
When I dance te te dance too,In everything I do,To me,Your here,so what Im having fantasies,who cares?
(Chorus)
My cuore is pounding,No sound surrounds me,exept your velvety voice...I'll say it once again,Your the Musica in my head,I can't build up to it any other way,Ive already done as much as I may...
(Chorus) LA,la,la,la,la te give me...love