~Genre: Fiction, mystery and fantasy :)~
Chapter 27
Creepy doesn’t even begin to describe
“The drowning man? Seriously creepy, considering how she died.” Jess said, shivering. “They’ve got to be the number one suspects now.”
“It probably wasn’t all of them, just a few, o maybe even one.” Cadence said. “Think is, Dorothy was loved da everyone, and in that vision everyone wanted to be her favorite, what gives?”
“What?”
“Who would hate her enough to kill her? Let alone drown her, which is a painful way to die, right after they calzino her with a bat?”
I nod. “This was meant to be painful, but who? It could’ve been one person, many people, anybody!”
Jess shook her head. “Calm down chica, were just taking guesses and predictions, we can’t be sure sure, just…sure.”
I shake my head. “I just want to know, I don’t want to be sure about it, I want to know. I’m tired of it, it’s like my dad detto in the police station. There teasing us, telling and giving us unimportant information, it can help o it can’t, that was her that was him, it was this o it was that. It’s just stressful.”
“For all of us,” Jess said. “It’s not easy for anyone. It’s not that enjoyable, but ciao at least we got something. And Meredith can definitely be suspect, we all know Dorothy would never favor anyone before you, te were always her favorite.”
Tears well up in my eyes. “No wonder where the collana went.”
“Hey,” Cadence came over to me, and rubbed my shoulders. “I’m not telling te it’s going to be okay, because right now it’s not, and we shouldn’t delude ourselves. But what I am telling te is that your not alone, people care about you, and Jess and I, were going to be da your side. No matter what.”
I nod, “has anyone ever heard of the drowning man?”
They both shook their heads, but Jess detto something. “But…you heard it, they stick together and all that.”
“So?” Cadence asked, fingering my amulet.
“There obviously still a group, even with their most treasured member. I haven’t spoken to them, Des?”
I shook my head, and Jess grinned. “What if it’s time we start.”
“What?! No! No way! We can’t, it’ll look to suspicious.” I babbled.
Cadence let go of my amulet, and picked up his phone, twirling it. “Not if we call it a police investigation. We call all of Dorothy’s Friends and relatives, and we all have a little chat, in the same room, and separately.”
“Sounds like a plan,”
“A plan leading to trouble,” I mumbled.
Jess and Cadence look at me. “Heard that.”
Chapter 27
Creepy doesn’t even begin to describe
“The drowning man? Seriously creepy, considering how she died.” Jess said, shivering. “They’ve got to be the number one suspects now.”
“It probably wasn’t all of them, just a few, o maybe even one.” Cadence said. “Think is, Dorothy was loved da everyone, and in that vision everyone wanted to be her favorite, what gives?”
“What?”
“Who would hate her enough to kill her? Let alone drown her, which is a painful way to die, right after they calzino her with a bat?”
I nod. “This was meant to be painful, but who? It could’ve been one person, many people, anybody!”
Jess shook her head. “Calm down chica, were just taking guesses and predictions, we can’t be sure sure, just…sure.”
I shake my head. “I just want to know, I don’t want to be sure about it, I want to know. I’m tired of it, it’s like my dad detto in the police station. There teasing us, telling and giving us unimportant information, it can help o it can’t, that was her that was him, it was this o it was that. It’s just stressful.”
“For all of us,” Jess said. “It’s not easy for anyone. It’s not that enjoyable, but ciao at least we got something. And Meredith can definitely be suspect, we all know Dorothy would never favor anyone before you, te were always her favorite.”
Tears well up in my eyes. “No wonder where the collana went.”
“Hey,” Cadence came over to me, and rubbed my shoulders. “I’m not telling te it’s going to be okay, because right now it’s not, and we shouldn’t delude ourselves. But what I am telling te is that your not alone, people care about you, and Jess and I, were going to be da your side. No matter what.”
I nod, “has anyone ever heard of the drowning man?”
They both shook their heads, but Jess detto something. “But…you heard it, they stick together and all that.”
“So?” Cadence asked, fingering my amulet.
“There obviously still a group, even with their most treasured member. I haven’t spoken to them, Des?”
I shook my head, and Jess grinned. “What if it’s time we start.”
“What?! No! No way! We can’t, it’ll look to suspicious.” I babbled.
Cadence let go of my amulet, and picked up his phone, twirling it. “Not if we call it a police investigation. We call all of Dorothy’s Friends and relatives, and we all have a little chat, in the same room, and separately.”
“Sounds like a plan,”
“A plan leading to trouble,” I mumbled.
Jess and Cadence look at me. “Heard that.”
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me da my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if te destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me da my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if te destroy me.
No matter how much te wish for più it happens like the ora glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test da our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test da our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in Amore with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in Amore with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to ingoiare, inghiottire me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that te will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. successivo time, I invite te to unisciti with us on our battle. And it will be even più life-consuming, if te know what that means.
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.