Then it wasn’t my confession that gave him the big shock, Sara thought, He already knew the whole story that’s why he understood my acts.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called te when te were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” te answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she detto with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” te detto playfully and my cuore beat faster than before.
“Oh yes, this is James, he’s in med school too. I met him today in Mr. Calhan class.”
“It’s a great pleasure to meet te James” te smiled enchantingly
“The pleasure is all mine” I detto nervously
te were starring at me in a way that made me even più nervous and confused. te reached your hands slowly, and te didn’t let go until a few seconds. I was looking at te the successivo a few seconds, unaware of what te were saying to Emily.
“How about te come, James?” te detto brightly
“Excuse me, come to where?”
“To my birthday party, tomorrow at seven o’clock, te have to come. I’ll write the address for you” I happily accepted the invitation.
I went back to my dirty, small flat, counting hours until the successivo giorno comes and I see te again.
Sara pushed the chair back. Yes, she does remember that day, with all it specifics. Truly she got Come d’incanto with his charm the moment she reached her hand. She confesses that she felt weird emotions when his warm hand lay in hers. She didn’t know why it happened, but she did feel it.
The idea popped to her mind the successivo day, when she saw him setting beside a tree, organizing his libri and Scrivere notes on them, and when she looked at the other side, to find Matthew, standing with Rachel, his fiancée. They seemed so cute together, that Sara felt her cuore beating pain instead of blood, her hands shaking, and her face turning red caused da anger. She was ready to kill Rachel that moment. Stupid blond girl! She thought. She hated Rachel più than any other creature, with her blond hair, her green eyes, her milky skin, the pride in her eyes, her stupid laugh, everything about her, but what she hates the most is .. The fact that she’s Matthew’s fiancée. I should be standing da his side instead of that arrogant blond girl. She was shaking from head to toe, when he gave Rachel a gentle baciare on her cheek, she was about to shout but Emily interrupted that feeling to calm her down. She got back to her normal attitude; to pretend that she’s over Matthew to let everyone believes that she is, while she still loves him più than any one.
Emily didn’t stop talking all the time, but Sara didn’t listen to any of what she’s said. She was looking at James who was setting behind Emily. Why not? She thought, He’s handsome, he looks a bit shy but I can handle him, yes this is how I get my revenge this is how I will punish Matthew.
Sara can’t understand her capability of remembering this day. She remembers everything clearly even how the idea that destroyed James went through her mind. She feels so stupid now, how she didn’t think of him and his emotions? How she didn’t think that he may truly Amore her and suffer because of her? Was she that stupid? Did jealousy blind her that much? She deserves what he’s written about her, because she truly… destroyed him.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called te when te were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” te answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she detto with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” te detto playfully and my cuore beat faster than before.
“Oh yes, this is James, he’s in med school too. I met him today in Mr. Calhan class.”
“It’s a great pleasure to meet te James” te smiled enchantingly
“The pleasure is all mine” I detto nervously
te were starring at me in a way that made me even più nervous and confused. te reached your hands slowly, and te didn’t let go until a few seconds. I was looking at te the successivo a few seconds, unaware of what te were saying to Emily.
“How about te come, James?” te detto brightly
“Excuse me, come to where?”
“To my birthday party, tomorrow at seven o’clock, te have to come. I’ll write the address for you” I happily accepted the invitation.
I went back to my dirty, small flat, counting hours until the successivo giorno comes and I see te again.
Sara pushed the chair back. Yes, she does remember that day, with all it specifics. Truly she got Come d’incanto with his charm the moment she reached her hand. She confesses that she felt weird emotions when his warm hand lay in hers. She didn’t know why it happened, but she did feel it.
The idea popped to her mind the successivo day, when she saw him setting beside a tree, organizing his libri and Scrivere notes on them, and when she looked at the other side, to find Matthew, standing with Rachel, his fiancée. They seemed so cute together, that Sara felt her cuore beating pain instead of blood, her hands shaking, and her face turning red caused da anger. She was ready to kill Rachel that moment. Stupid blond girl! She thought. She hated Rachel più than any other creature, with her blond hair, her green eyes, her milky skin, the pride in her eyes, her stupid laugh, everything about her, but what she hates the most is .. The fact that she’s Matthew’s fiancée. I should be standing da his side instead of that arrogant blond girl. She was shaking from head to toe, when he gave Rachel a gentle baciare on her cheek, she was about to shout but Emily interrupted that feeling to calm her down. She got back to her normal attitude; to pretend that she’s over Matthew to let everyone believes that she is, while she still loves him più than any one.
Emily didn’t stop talking all the time, but Sara didn’t listen to any of what she’s said. She was looking at James who was setting behind Emily. Why not? She thought, He’s handsome, he looks a bit shy but I can handle him, yes this is how I get my revenge this is how I will punish Matthew.
Sara can’t understand her capability of remembering this day. She remembers everything clearly even how the idea that destroyed James went through her mind. She feels so stupid now, how she didn’t think of him and his emotions? How she didn’t think that he may truly Amore her and suffer because of her? Was she that stupid? Did jealousy blind her that much? She deserves what he’s written about her, because she truly… destroyed him.
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.
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."
i am looking for the star, our star, but this time i am alone, te aren't standing on the port successivo to me..
i feel i am Lost now, i can't find this star. te remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one stella, star in the whole Portsaid's sky..
te didn't belive that one stella, star is exist.. te said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought te was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what te were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
te was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but te .. te didn't point to the same star, te saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? o ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
i feel i am Lost now, i can't find this star. te remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one stella, star in the whole Portsaid's sky..
te didn't belive that one stella, star is exist.. te said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought te was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what te were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
te was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but te .. te didn't point to the same star, te saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? o ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope te enjoy.
Read to the rhythym te would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat da his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the successivo time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope te enjoy.
Read to the rhythym te would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat da his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the successivo time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
te hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
te twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
te think te can hurt me,
Just because te gave me money,
te think te can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made te fell.
I wish te have never dato birth to me,
I wish I can expose what te are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate te to the heart's core,
I want te to hear my vengeful call.
I respect te because I must,
Yet te blame me for not giving te my trust.
How can I love, o trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to te da blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever te will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
te twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
te think te can hurt me,
Just because te gave me money,
te think te can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made te fell.
I wish te have never dato birth to me,
I wish I can expose what te are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate te to the heart's core,
I want te to hear my vengeful call.
I respect te because I must,
Yet te blame me for not giving te my trust.
How can I love, o trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to te da blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever te will grieve