Siblings fight.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated te like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made te cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt te like a coltello in the heart?
What if the sibling made te nearly burst into sadness every time te see them?
What if the sibling caused te to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated te like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made te cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt te like a coltello in the heart?
What if the sibling made te nearly burst into sadness every time te see them?
What if the sibling caused te to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
"Andrew? Andrew? Are te okay?" Andrew hear Elizabeth's gentle, velvety voice as his consicness returned to him. "Hey honey, you've been asleep for awhile now." She seemed very concerned, considering she had only known him for a few hours. After the room stopped spinning, Andrew sat up and looked around. He was still in the hotel, but, he didn't recognize the room. When his gaze fell on Elizabeth, the room started spinning again. "So, when te said, "When I was alive." did te mean that you're a ghost?" Elizabeth's face was grim and solemn. "Yes. I'm a ghost." Suddenly, Andrew smelled cinnamon, honey, and something he didn't recognize. "Andrew I have to go. I'll be back tonight. da the way, call me Liz." She flashed him a dazzling smile, and she was gone. "Wow."
I make mistakes
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no più pain
that means I will no longer stand it
te took my cuore and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for te
no più pain
but te always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper te name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let te know.I'm no sewisidle o crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no più pain
that means I will no longer stand it
te took my cuore and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for te
no più pain
but te always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper te name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let te know.I'm no sewisidle o crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
Pride is a belief in myself (or someone else) that within me is something no one else has just like me. Pride can be a wonderful thing. My coaches are proud of me when I execute a sposta perfectly. I am proud of my efforts when I get the right answer to a test question. However, pride can have a negative connotation. If I am prideful of my Canto talent o of my sports accomplishments, then I am not feeling the right kind of pride. Yes, I can be pleased with my abilities; but when I let it go to my head, then I am full of pride, just like Odysseus often was. da believing that I am the only person with that talent, I inflate my ego. I believe myself to be “the best of the best,” and this can damage my relationships with others. They would not want my company if the only things I spoke of were my own accomplishments.
sorry everyone who reads these but i have to stop Scrivere them for three weeks. I thnk i will be able to fit in maybe 1 in that period, but i have my prelims and i will be too tired o too something to pubblica them, sorry. But i will try, i promise!
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Meghan ran to the bus stop, where she saw Pompika. Thankfully Pompika looked at her politely and detto “You know I saw Reg but ya know, how she’s jus’ across the street, she seems a lil’ mad!” Meghan thought for a secondo and thought ‘why lose Pompika?’ and said, “Geez I don’t know?” Now she wished she had told the truth, instead of lying. “Oh I wish ya did.” Pompika said. “Tsk-Tsk, bad grammar Pompi” detto Meghan. “Sorry, fine I wish te did. There ya… te go” “Hhhmmm, nice save.” Meghan said. “Hey look, Reg’s a comin’” detto Pompika. “Great that’s good… wait REG!!!” detto Meghan. “What?” detto Pompika. "nothing."