I sat on my window sill looking down at the city below, just weeks fa I lived as an orphan a peasant now I have the looks of a Queen.
I still can't believe it after all it's funny how life throws new things at te but life can always change take now for instance. As look out over the sky gray huge clouds began ti roll in the news had announced that a hurricane of the fifth category will come—producing golf ball sized hail, 70 mile ora winds and 110% chance of rain. I sighed as lighting lit the sky with a large long crack of thunder rumbling the glass in front of me.
I slide from the panel and my—adoption—mother stuck her head through my letto room door, "Come on town with us Sarah please." she smiled at me as I walked over to my letto and sat "Mom I'd rather stay here in my room I'll be fine." She frowned.
"You really want to be alone?" She hit a small nerve bringing back the thought of me sitting on side of the dark building cold and [/I] alone. [/I] "Yeah I'll be okay—I always managed." We starred at each other then she sighed a low sigh and left I lie down on my letto and stared at the ceiling as I listened ti the rain beat on my window. It was already forming into hell just that quickly the winds began to pick up it wouldn't be long before the hurricane hit California's lower gulf. 'It won't belong before it hit our house.' I thought as I turned my attention to the storm beyond.
It was dark outside really dark, I sat up slipping out my shoes and socks as I stood to my feet once più I patted my way over to the window the floor was cold almost like ice but not quit, it was più like a veloce, swift breeze over my toes and the soul of my feet it swirled around my ankles.
I walked over to the window and watched as several cars below started to become swallowed da the rain. Their head lights dimmer than they were just minuti ago. I could only hope that those people in those car made it to their destination safely for they did not have long the hurricane was already forming.
Lighting broke the heavy sky once più followed da that crackled of thunder I counted the secondi it lasted fifteen seconds. I hadn't counted thunder clasps sense I was five at the most, that was a merely ten years ago. Yet it felt farther away now had time really changed so much from then? Yes. Yes it had.
The wind grew harder making the hail sized cotton balls hit harder più lighting came it lit up my room—a crystal blue— and took our power with it. No. I looked over the city it was dark too all the power was gone from as far as my eyes could see.
Off in the distance I saw the hurricane—over the sea— begin to form. My mother footsteps pounded up the stairs I could hear smothers along with hers—my sister's, my blood sister when they adopted me I willed them to have her too. The hurricane began to travel in our direction.
"Sarah we must get to the basement now!" my mother demanded. I didn't answer I only starred out the window in silence watching the hurricane make it's way through the city. The hail came hard in my glass with the wind driving it harder as backup. The glass appeared as though it were read to crack. "Why? We are destined to die mother." I muttered starring at the destruction ahead. "Because I detto so damnit! And maybe if te hurry up we'll have a chance!" Beam looked at our mother her language was out of Beam's territory. "We'll die even if we do gi to the basement, mother…" I spat the words out sorryly as I turned and faced her I stepped aside so she could see our fate before us. She could only stare at the scene Beam started to cry and cling to mom. Her eye grew wider wide as a cow's perhaps maybe larger.
That's when my farther appeared he stoops behind my mother and started geology off at the mouth
"All of te get your tiny little butts down the basement if te want to live-"
"But farther don't te see the scene we will all die."
He walked inoltrare, avanti saying "That's what te think! Sarah Harmen if te don't get down those stairs to the-" he didn't have a chance to finish his sentence the glass behind me shattered my whole room exposed to weather. The hurricane was upon us. We all crouched low to the ground and my farther yelled "Get down the stairs girls now!!!" My mother scooped Beam in her arms and raced down the spiral stair case but I didn't move. "That means te too Sarah!" he yelled over the storm. "Leave me be farther the out come will remain what I have predicted if go down stairs te will just be crushed da the rubble." He argued but I could no longer hear his protest the wind wad too high and my face began to hurt even though I sat their curled in a ball.
I saw my farther leave he was half way down the stairs when the hurricane came through my room. I was the first to go. My farther second, Beam and mother were simply trapped da the rubble like I'd explained. The lower part of California was take da the hurricane. più than fifteen thousand people died over a billion dollars of repares had to be made.
I still can't believe it after all it's funny how life throws new things at te but life can always change take now for instance. As look out over the sky gray huge clouds began ti roll in the news had announced that a hurricane of the fifth category will come—producing golf ball sized hail, 70 mile ora winds and 110% chance of rain. I sighed as lighting lit the sky with a large long crack of thunder rumbling the glass in front of me.
I slide from the panel and my—adoption—mother stuck her head through my letto room door, "Come on town with us Sarah please." she smiled at me as I walked over to my letto and sat "Mom I'd rather stay here in my room I'll be fine." She frowned.
"You really want to be alone?" She hit a small nerve bringing back the thought of me sitting on side of the dark building cold and [/I] alone. [/I] "Yeah I'll be okay—I always managed." We starred at each other then she sighed a low sigh and left I lie down on my letto and stared at the ceiling as I listened ti the rain beat on my window. It was already forming into hell just that quickly the winds began to pick up it wouldn't be long before the hurricane hit California's lower gulf. 'It won't belong before it hit our house.' I thought as I turned my attention to the storm beyond.
It was dark outside really dark, I sat up slipping out my shoes and socks as I stood to my feet once più I patted my way over to the window the floor was cold almost like ice but not quit, it was più like a veloce, swift breeze over my toes and the soul of my feet it swirled around my ankles.
I walked over to the window and watched as several cars below started to become swallowed da the rain. Their head lights dimmer than they were just minuti ago. I could only hope that those people in those car made it to their destination safely for they did not have long the hurricane was already forming.
Lighting broke the heavy sky once più followed da that crackled of thunder I counted the secondi it lasted fifteen seconds. I hadn't counted thunder clasps sense I was five at the most, that was a merely ten years ago. Yet it felt farther away now had time really changed so much from then? Yes. Yes it had.
The wind grew harder making the hail sized cotton balls hit harder più lighting came it lit up my room—a crystal blue— and took our power with it. No. I looked over the city it was dark too all the power was gone from as far as my eyes could see.
Off in the distance I saw the hurricane—over the sea— begin to form. My mother footsteps pounded up the stairs I could hear smothers along with hers—my sister's, my blood sister when they adopted me I willed them to have her too. The hurricane began to travel in our direction.
"Sarah we must get to the basement now!" my mother demanded. I didn't answer I only starred out the window in silence watching the hurricane make it's way through the city. The hail came hard in my glass with the wind driving it harder as backup. The glass appeared as though it were read to crack. "Why? We are destined to die mother." I muttered starring at the destruction ahead. "Because I detto so damnit! And maybe if te hurry up we'll have a chance!" Beam looked at our mother her language was out of Beam's territory. "We'll die even if we do gi to the basement, mother…" I spat the words out sorryly as I turned and faced her I stepped aside so she could see our fate before us. She could only stare at the scene Beam started to cry and cling to mom. Her eye grew wider wide as a cow's perhaps maybe larger.
That's when my farther appeared he stoops behind my mother and started geology off at the mouth
"All of te get your tiny little butts down the basement if te want to live-"
"But farther don't te see the scene we will all die."
He walked inoltrare, avanti saying "That's what te think! Sarah Harmen if te don't get down those stairs to the-" he didn't have a chance to finish his sentence the glass behind me shattered my whole room exposed to weather. The hurricane was upon us. We all crouched low to the ground and my farther yelled "Get down the stairs girls now!!!" My mother scooped Beam in her arms and raced down the spiral stair case but I didn't move. "That means te too Sarah!" he yelled over the storm. "Leave me be farther the out come will remain what I have predicted if go down stairs te will just be crushed da the rubble." He argued but I could no longer hear his protest the wind wad too high and my face began to hurt even though I sat their curled in a ball.
I saw my farther leave he was half way down the stairs when the hurricane came through my room. I was the first to go. My farther second, Beam and mother were simply trapped da the rubble like I'd explained. The lower part of California was take da the hurricane. più than fifteen thousand people died over a billion dollars of repares had to be made.
I stood da you,
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always da your side.
I protected you,
Never let te down when
Things got rough,
I stood da you
Through giorno and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand da me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always da your side.
I protected you,
Never let te down when
Things got rough,
I stood da you
Through giorno and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand da me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Like te don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz te got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got Amore on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz te fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
Now that te left me....
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that te left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that te left me....
te broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to sposta on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no più hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My cuore broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that te left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that te left me....
te broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to sposta on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no più hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My cuore broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
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 te believe
te turn to me
te say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
te reply
"I believe in te and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but te will always
Amore me
even if te 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 te believe
te turn to me
te say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
te reply
"I believe in te and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but te will always
Amore me
even if te are
a stuffed monkey