My Dream
My dream is to make the world a better place.
For te and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter
and free.
A place that doesn’t know pain o hurt.
Only Amore and freedom.
In my mind I have a magical place,
were no one makes fun of you,
And te will be loved.
In my magical place there’s no such thing as hurtful words.
And this is how going to make my dream come true.
First I want everyone to know that,
I’m here for them.
And I’ll never leave them alone,
And that we can change the world together.
I would help the poor,
and the one’s who’s lives seem dark and scary.
And I would make there live’s light again.
I would plant tree’s and flower’s so that the world’s color’s would shine under the golden sun.
The last thing I would do is end all wars.
And stop Amore one’s from being murdered on the battle field.
Because war is the only reason why the cerchio of hate still is alive.
And that cerchio must end somewhere...
So why don’t now when light and peace seem so far away because it can only get’s better from here.
So here’s a couple domande for you.
What are te going to do to help?
And will te help me?
Find
Peace
Amore and
Harmony.
And a place
with no more,
war.
INFO
It’s the anno 2017 and the World is at War with World War III. What started this all is the first bomb that hit Cuba on June 12, 2012. They World went at War not knowing who started it. After all the bombing’s three Kingdom’s raised to try and keep the world at peace, The first one to rise was The S.S. The S.S was once Germany and Europa the ruler’s name is King Leo. successivo came The Giappone Organization which is run da Mo Ming Lee and she rules over Japan, China and Africa. Then Came The United which was once the U.S and South America the ruler is called King Hunterage. The Americans didn’t want to have a ruler so how the Americans are fighting them selves while the rest of the world fight’s for più land and The S.S is slowly taking over the world. Two different people end up in this war with big reasons and reason;s why there their. They will both fight for peace and Amore but in different ways come unisciti the adventure and follow there dreams...
Dear Dream Diary,
It’s the anno 2017 and the world is at War with World War III. All of are hopes and dreams are covered with ash and the light is slowly disappearing. All I want in this world is Amore and hope and harmony...I want a place with no War. I want it for my sister and my mother and father they at less deserve that. I want this ever on going wheel of hate and pain to stop. I want this game to end. I want to live a life worth Scrivere about and telling. I want to see the blue sky again. I want light to fall a pond my skin. I want a world with no più War.
So God can te hear me are te Leggere o listening? Because my hope is fading and I can’t hold on for much longer...
CHAPTER ONE- When The Light Ended
The giorno when flames filled the sky and ash covered the earth was the giorno the world ended.
The smell of burnt rubber brushed against my nose making me pinch it in disgust. I couldn’t help but thinking, “Why? Why did te let are world come to this?” But of corse no one wanted to take the blame for what started this whole War. No one wanted to say I did it I fired the first atomic bomb on Cuba, But no. No one did. I stare up at the sky wondering what lyes above the smoke and ash, I wonder what the blue sky looks like sense I haven’t seen it sense five years ago.
I was born in 2001 when all seemed fine and there was really no pain o War, those were the light day’s. The day’s of peace and Amore when no one would lie o hate. But now we live in he dark day’s of the United States o what is now called The United. Which is anything but what we are now, we are no longer together and fight together and Amore one another. No, we’re always on high alert we can’t even trust are family o Friends because in this game we now live in, te never now who to trust o who is the enemy....or if there your Friends everyone now is your enemy and it’s your job to protect the one’s te love. Which I have already failed at.
My mother was murdered two years fa and my father was put into the War and died in a battle so all that was left was me and my sister. Her name is Emily she has golden blonde hair just like my mother and big blue eyes, in her mind nothing is evil o bad and the world will get better. I thank her for her kind words but most of the time I think what she’s saying is so far away. I mean look where we are now, every strada, via every corner every home is a battle field. Blood stains every one’s clothes and hands and walks. I can’t even go one giorno with out seeing someone die. Why do we have to go through this pain why do we have to suffer? I’m telling one thing I’m going to do something about it!
Her blood stained feet run across the tar leaving foot prints marking her trail. She runs past piles of burn buildings that have crumple. She pass’s mountains of fired burn body’s that lye there out in the open to baked some more. The coal’s from the last fuoco are still smoking. Her job today is to run around and look and see if people have made it o need help, sense she is the fastest runner in the group. She runs and calls out to see if anyone is there she does this at less five times and then she hears it. A soft voice calling for help under some rubble.
She followed the voice to find a building over on it’s side and still lightly burning. She takes out her flash light from her survivor bag and peeks under the crushed building. Out of the corner of her eye she see’s a old women wedged under the building.
“Hold on I’ll get some help!” She yells so the women can hear. Right before she;s about to run back the women stops her.
“No just come here.” Her voice is old and cracky as she coughs. She makes her way through the small spazio and flashes the flashlight on the women's face. It’s wet with blood and her eyes look lifeless. Her skin wrinkled and worn. The women takes out a small lined leather book and puts it in her hands and makes out a few più words. “I want te to make my dreams come true...” She starred at her, her face in shock. “Now go the building will come down any minute!” She began to run out when she looked back the women was smiling and nodding her hand. Then there was a crack as the building began to fall. She darted out barely making it as she tripped over a rock and looked back, the women was long gone.
She looked at the book and began to wonder about what she meant. The she flipped over the first page and read out loud...
Dear Dream Diary,
All I want is Peace...
I know it’s wrong, but I made a promise to follow them, I made a promise to unisciti to O.P.C in other words the Objective Peace Core. We stop protest and brake out’s in the Slums. I know it’s wrong to fight and kill my own people but who are te so postato to trust know? te don’t know who’s the enemy o your friends...Everyone now is the enemy and I will do what every it takes to help my country The United!
My name is Alife Vi Hangsingic T.U Soldier and I’m fighting for a better place o at less that’s what I think I’m fighting for? I really don’t know what to fight for any più there’s really nothing left to fight for. Because of my family and Friends are long gone...that’s price I pay for joining the Army. I promised to unisciti in return my Amore one’s are save, they could me that they would be saver if I didn’t make any contract with them with I don’t like but whatever it takes to keep them save.
My job in life now is to kill o capture any one o thing that is against The United and the new laws the King has made. The King of The United and is King Hunterage the 97 ruler of The United. The United is one of the new Kingdom’s that popped up after the Bombings slowly stopped. I want a better place for my family even though I will never see them again. I want to change this place we now live in I want a place filled with peace.
My dream is to make the world a better place.
For te and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter
and free.
A place that doesn’t know pain o hurt.
Only Amore and freedom.
In my mind I have a magical place,
were no one makes fun of you,
And te will be loved.
In my magical place there’s no such thing as hurtful words.
And this is how going to make my dream come true.
First I want everyone to know that,
I’m here for them.
And I’ll never leave them alone,
And that we can change the world together.
I would help the poor,
and the one’s who’s lives seem dark and scary.
And I would make there live’s light again.
I would plant tree’s and flower’s so that the world’s color’s would shine under the golden sun.
The last thing I would do is end all wars.
And stop Amore one’s from being murdered on the battle field.
Because war is the only reason why the cerchio of hate still is alive.
And that cerchio must end somewhere...
So why don’t now when light and peace seem so far away because it can only get’s better from here.
So here’s a couple domande for you.
What are te going to do to help?
And will te help me?
Find
Peace
Amore and
Harmony.
And a place
with no more,
war.
INFO
It’s the anno 2017 and the World is at War with World War III. What started this all is the first bomb that hit Cuba on June 12, 2012. They World went at War not knowing who started it. After all the bombing’s three Kingdom’s raised to try and keep the world at peace, The first one to rise was The S.S. The S.S was once Germany and Europa the ruler’s name is King Leo. successivo came The Giappone Organization which is run da Mo Ming Lee and she rules over Japan, China and Africa. Then Came The United which was once the U.S and South America the ruler is called King Hunterage. The Americans didn’t want to have a ruler so how the Americans are fighting them selves while the rest of the world fight’s for più land and The S.S is slowly taking over the world. Two different people end up in this war with big reasons and reason;s why there their. They will both fight for peace and Amore but in different ways come unisciti the adventure and follow there dreams...
Dear Dream Diary,
It’s the anno 2017 and the world is at War with World War III. All of are hopes and dreams are covered with ash and the light is slowly disappearing. All I want in this world is Amore and hope and harmony...I want a place with no War. I want it for my sister and my mother and father they at less deserve that. I want this ever on going wheel of hate and pain to stop. I want this game to end. I want to live a life worth Scrivere about and telling. I want to see the blue sky again. I want light to fall a pond my skin. I want a world with no più War.
So God can te hear me are te Leggere o listening? Because my hope is fading and I can’t hold on for much longer...
CHAPTER ONE- When The Light Ended
The giorno when flames filled the sky and ash covered the earth was the giorno the world ended.
The smell of burnt rubber brushed against my nose making me pinch it in disgust. I couldn’t help but thinking, “Why? Why did te let are world come to this?” But of corse no one wanted to take the blame for what started this whole War. No one wanted to say I did it I fired the first atomic bomb on Cuba, But no. No one did. I stare up at the sky wondering what lyes above the smoke and ash, I wonder what the blue sky looks like sense I haven’t seen it sense five years ago.
I was born in 2001 when all seemed fine and there was really no pain o War, those were the light day’s. The day’s of peace and Amore when no one would lie o hate. But now we live in he dark day’s of the United States o what is now called The United. Which is anything but what we are now, we are no longer together and fight together and Amore one another. No, we’re always on high alert we can’t even trust are family o Friends because in this game we now live in, te never now who to trust o who is the enemy....or if there your Friends everyone now is your enemy and it’s your job to protect the one’s te love. Which I have already failed at.
My mother was murdered two years fa and my father was put into the War and died in a battle so all that was left was me and my sister. Her name is Emily she has golden blonde hair just like my mother and big blue eyes, in her mind nothing is evil o bad and the world will get better. I thank her for her kind words but most of the time I think what she’s saying is so far away. I mean look where we are now, every strada, via every corner every home is a battle field. Blood stains every one’s clothes and hands and walks. I can’t even go one giorno with out seeing someone die. Why do we have to go through this pain why do we have to suffer? I’m telling one thing I’m going to do something about it!
Her blood stained feet run across the tar leaving foot prints marking her trail. She runs past piles of burn buildings that have crumple. She pass’s mountains of fired burn body’s that lye there out in the open to baked some more. The coal’s from the last fuoco are still smoking. Her job today is to run around and look and see if people have made it o need help, sense she is the fastest runner in the group. She runs and calls out to see if anyone is there she does this at less five times and then she hears it. A soft voice calling for help under some rubble.
She followed the voice to find a building over on it’s side and still lightly burning. She takes out her flash light from her survivor bag and peeks under the crushed building. Out of the corner of her eye she see’s a old women wedged under the building.
“Hold on I’ll get some help!” She yells so the women can hear. Right before she;s about to run back the women stops her.
“No just come here.” Her voice is old and cracky as she coughs. She makes her way through the small spazio and flashes the flashlight on the women's face. It’s wet with blood and her eyes look lifeless. Her skin wrinkled and worn. The women takes out a small lined leather book and puts it in her hands and makes out a few più words. “I want te to make my dreams come true...” She starred at her, her face in shock. “Now go the building will come down any minute!” She began to run out when she looked back the women was smiling and nodding her hand. Then there was a crack as the building began to fall. She darted out barely making it as she tripped over a rock and looked back, the women was long gone.
She looked at the book and began to wonder about what she meant. The she flipped over the first page and read out loud...
Dear Dream Diary,
All I want is Peace...
I know it’s wrong, but I made a promise to follow them, I made a promise to unisciti to O.P.C in other words the Objective Peace Core. We stop protest and brake out’s in the Slums. I know it’s wrong to fight and kill my own people but who are te so postato to trust know? te don’t know who’s the enemy o your friends...Everyone now is the enemy and I will do what every it takes to help my country The United!
My name is Alife Vi Hangsingic T.U Soldier and I’m fighting for a better place o at less that’s what I think I’m fighting for? I really don’t know what to fight for any più there’s really nothing left to fight for. Because of my family and Friends are long gone...that’s price I pay for joining the Army. I promised to unisciti in return my Amore one’s are save, they could me that they would be saver if I didn’t make any contract with them with I don’t like but whatever it takes to keep them save.
My job in life now is to kill o capture any one o thing that is against The United and the new laws the King has made. The King of The United and is King Hunterage the 97 ruler of The United. The United is one of the new Kingdom’s that popped up after the Bombings slowly stopped. I want a better place for my family even though I will never see them again. I want to change this place we now live in I want a place filled with peace.
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting te to get out of my life
How long does it take for te to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for te to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for te to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
te didn't know what love
was till te met me
I bet te haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
mostra up in a rosa dress
waitin' for my Amore to address
I'm like come on
o 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 te to leave me
for te 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 te to get out of my life
How long does it take for te to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for te to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for te to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
te didn't know what love
was till te met me
I bet te haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
mostra up in a rosa dress
waitin' for my Amore to address
I'm like come on
o 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 te to leave me
for te 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 cuore 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 cuore 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!"