When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a secondo I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered da the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled the alcohol flowing from his way, I’ve always hated the smell of alcohol, and because of this I usually ignore all the drunks around my neighborhood. The fonte of my hatred originates from when I was about 7. My mother had brought home a new boyfriend, Gregorith parcher, he was ok in the beginning and through cena he was polite and detto some jokes to make me laugh. But it wasn’t until later on in the night that we found out he was a bad drunk. I was in my room, I was supposed to be asleep, and I was about to fall asleep until I heard the sound of something breaking and my mother yelling that roused me from my bed. I got up and walked to my door and pressed my ear to its surface as to hear what’s going on in the rest of the house. I could hear my mother much più clearly now, I could make out some of what she was saying, I could hear her yell, “What is wrong with te Greg! Why are te recitazione this way!” in response Gregorith replied in a calm voice as if nothing was happening, “acting like what? Like this?” I hear, what I assume was my mother, run across the living room and push Gregorith, again she yells, “stop te stupid idiot! Get out of my house! Get out now! o I!” Gregorith cuts her off and starts yelling himself, “or you’ll what! Huh Wendy! o you’ll what!? What can te do? Huh!? What can te possibly do about this!?” suddenly I hear something crash into my door, it makes me jump back, it sounded like glass breaking when it hit my door. I began to feel fear rising up inside of me, and my cuore starts to beat a little faster, I bring my knees up to my chest and I grab hold of them with my arms and I squeeze them tightly as if I’m holding on to them for dear life. I feel tears stinging the back of my eyes, I tell myself that everything is going to be ok repeatedly over and over, and I start rocking myself in unison with my words. I hear my mother scream but it’s muffled again, but I’m pretty sure she had just mentioned me. This snaps me back into reality, hearing my mother say my name; I get the feeling that she wants my help to get the lunatic out of the house. So without thinking I get up and open my door, I notice the glass vase that’s usually da the window is broken into pieces at my feet. This must be what hit my door I think to myself. I look up and see my mother leaning on the cucina counter crying with her face in her hands, and the man Gregorith is looking out the window drinking from a birra bottle in his hand. I walk into the living room and look around and take in my surroundings. The TV Screen is broken, there’s a huge stain in the middle of the living room, and the divano cushions are all over the floor. After this I look straight at the back of Gregoriths head. It’s full of dark black hair, slicked back with a comb. My mother finally notices that I’ve entered the room and walks over to me and starts to hug me, she tells me, “nick sweetie did we wake you? I’m sorry. Everything is ok here; go back to letto ok sweet heart.” This makes me feel a whole lot better but for some reason I couldn’t get my feet to sposta away and walk back to my room, they stayed rooted right where they were. Gregorith turns around and stares at my mother and me for a second, then starts walking over to us while saying, “well look Wendy your right, nick IS still with you, in fact! He’s right here!” he stands in front of me and points his finger at my face. My mother is about to respond when Gregorith casts some magic and swipes my mom away with his empty hand sending her about two feet across the floor, and exclaims, “So let’s see if lil nick can still beat me in a duel!” Gregorith pulls out a wand and points it at me, I didn’t know how to react I was Frozen still, stuck like glue to where I was standing, Gregorith looked straight into my eyes for a few seconds, that felt like a few hours, I caught a glimpse of sadness in his eyes, but I mostly saw fear, but fear of what? o fear of whom? Me? Gregorith whispers, “Such a shame his son was so weak.” This makes me angry, I hate being called weak o looked upon as weak. So before he does anything else I say, “You’re the weak one Gregorith.” And I turn and run to my mother’s room down the hall, I hear him chuckle quickly then utter a few syllables and I hear the familiar sound of a jet of magic fly past my right ear and I see it smash into the bacheca ahead of me, I take a sharp left and turn into my mother’s room and I go straight for my mother’s dresser, as I reach my mother’s dresser I hear my mother yelling and I hear Gregorith telling her to get off. I reach the dresser and start moving around some of my mother’s make up and jewelry then I find it, my father’s wand. I grab it with one hand and I turn around and I run back to the living room. I knew it wasn’t all right to take my father’s wand, my mother tells me all the time to never touch it, let alone use it. But I also knew my mom wasn’t safe, and I knew HE had to go. As I run back into the living room I see Gregorith cast magic and swipe my mother away again, but this time she flies back a couple of feet and lands on the floor. Seeing that makes rage swell inside of me. “Gregorith!” I scream. “don’t te ever touch my mom again!” I proclaim. Gregortih turns and looks at me. He sees the wand in my hands and gives me a bewildered look. Without hesitation I point the wand at him and say the first spell I can think of, infernio, the killing spell. I knew about this particular spell da watching my preferito wizard, duel on TV. Infernio burns the victim to death in a matter of seconds. So before I know it a jet of flames shoot from the tip of my father’s wand and hits Gregorith straight in the chest sending him flying back, he crashes through the window and lands outside. I stay Frozen with my hand pointing my father’s wand straight ahead; I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I killed a person. As I thought of this idea in my head, of me killing a person, my knees buckled and I fell to the ground, letting go of my father’s wand. As I sink to the floor I can hear my mother running over to me and hugging me and grabbing my face and baciare my face, then she looks at me in the eyes and asks me, “nick are te ok?” I don’t answer immediately; instead I break into tears and start crying. I couldn’t believe I just killed a person. And the thought of it just knocked the wind out of me. successivo thing I know I’m falling back into darkness.
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
te were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house o fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
te did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
te detto your chance at Amore had past te da
i told i'm here so dont te cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
te were like my juliet and i your romeo
te Amore me i Amore te thats all i need to know
no longer will te dream of Amore thats true
no longer will i wander my cerca has led to you
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Say we’re up in space, and we remove all the stars o anything that is luminous. Light would be nonexistent. successivo we’ll remove all the planets, minerals, materials, chemicals, particles, atoms, and anything in between. We remove thing, we remove matter, we remove time, we remove life. We remove substance. We remove dark matter. We remove reality. What’s left? spazio and Darkness. There is no color. There is no thing. There is nothingness. There is darkness and space. If there exists no thing but something is present then is there really nothing there? spazio is infinite so nothingness is infinity. There is only infinite nothingness. Life was a miracle. Now please define nothing to me.
Bonus Questions: What would be the temperature in infinite nothingness in the absence of (thing, matter, reality)?
Is reality really life?
Imagine how cool it could be to be a real life mermaid. Well te can be.
All te have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.
What te will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet o collana for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and Ribelle - The Brave I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope te do and thank you.
All te have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.
What te will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet o collana for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and Ribelle - The Brave I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope te do and thank you.
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, te woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice detto behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
''Finally, te woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice detto behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
TOADSTEP PVO
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing più than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing più than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
Can I help if I am messy?
Can I help if I forget?
Yes I can.
Can I help if I mouth off?
Can I help if I cuss?
Again, yes.
Can I help if te screech?
Can I help if te blather?
No.
Can I help if you're a hypocrite?
Can I help if te overreact?
No, not really.
Can I help if te yell at me, for no good reason?
Can I help if te punish me for rolling my eyes?
Lord knows no.
True, I can help some bad things I do.
But the worst thing of all.
That I possibly can do.
Is waste giorno after day.
Of putting up with you.
Can I help if I forget?
Yes I can.
Can I help if I mouth off?
Can I help if I cuss?
Again, yes.
Can I help if te screech?
Can I help if te blather?
No.
Can I help if you're a hypocrite?
Can I help if te overreact?
No, not really.
Can I help if te yell at me, for no good reason?
Can I help if te punish me for rolling my eyes?
Lord knows no.
True, I can help some bad things I do.
But the worst thing of all.
That I possibly can do.
Is waste giorno after day.
Of putting up with you.
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
te used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
te made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only te knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
te ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But te were wrong
più so than any Amore song
te made me want to sing
With te following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing te that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
te used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
te made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only te knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
te ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But te were wrong
più so than any Amore song
te made me want to sing
With te following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing te that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a veloce, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, Amore and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a veloce, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, Amore and it’s people’s cries.