Alli was picke up and driven to hospital straight away blood still gushing from her face and arms, the tears mixed in with blood making her wounds stung even more. Then after a few hours of stitches, antibiotics bein pumped into her wounds andalusia tr blood being cleaned and scrubbed off her body, she finally lay in letto with no one around to comfort her but the silly nurses who try and cheer her up a bit but failing miserably. All of Alli's wounds were stinging and aching to the point where she could hardly sposta to reach her IPad, she slowly gave up and decided to just lay there and wait for Ellie to come through the door and cheer her up, the nurses came and have her some più painkillers as Ellie came through the door a look of complete worry on her face. " Hun, are te ok? I just went to see James an-and," she started to choke up even più enforce continuing," he looks bad his arms are all twisted up and he can't sposta them a-and I don't think he'll make it through to come back to school," Elli completely broke down after that and slumped down onto a chair right beside Alli and started to cry.Alli started to tell her what had happened after Sam, her boy friend, had dragged her away from the scene," he had a coltello and he slašwd my arms and then my face I think he opened up one of the wounds he an his Friends had dato me, he ran when Sam and everyone else including the teachers ran after him leaving me and James in tears and bleeding o broken on the floor," she saw Ellie's shoulders slump even più and thousands più tears drop down from her face into a little puddle at her feet. Then as she lifted her head up Alli saw a huge change in her face and that was a bad thing when Ellie's face changed from sad to fearful and she only proved Alli's theory when she said," I'm going to kill him," and stood up and fle the room.
Rick sat in the police station with two detectives st in front of him with many many domande coming from their mouths but all rick would say is no comment.
Hope te like it. And sorry if it's short because I
Im in my iPod
Rick sat in the police station with two detectives st in front of him with many many domande coming from their mouths but all rick would say is no comment.
Hope te like it. And sorry if it's short because I
Im in my iPod
What do te want to do?
We run upstairs, turn on the TV and say,
Hey, I'm bored, so whaddya wanna do???
So I don't do it the normal way, so what
Instead, I go home each giorno and I open up my list
Of how to save the world
I know it's childish, but what do te care?
At least it's better than doing nothing at all
At least I do something than nothing at all
What? Call me naive, crazy, a baby, I don't care
No, I don't care about what te say about me
Cuz I don't wake up every morning and say,
What's today? What's today?
What's tomorrow? What's tomorrow?
I just nod my head and say it's gonna be fine
Cuz it's a brand-new day
The creeking silence of age echos through the streets.
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
o maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied da the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
o maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied da the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?