30 hours. That's how long I had to live. The doctors had warned me that this día would come about 3 years ago. But I didn't believe them. They've dicho it before, several times in the last 3 months, and yet it never did happen. But this time, everything was real. Reality had fianlly hit me. I was going to die. That was it. That was the last time I would ever doubt myself again. People surrounded the outside of my hospital room. But no, not my dad. He could care less. I'm only 17, geez Dad. The least tu could have done was call me o send me an correo electrónico o something. But I didn't know until last week. He had disapeared. The last someone ever saw of him, he was leaving Los Angeles, on a plane to Chile. Didn't make any sense. My parents had gotten divorced when I was 12, right about when I got sick. The disease then spread rapidly throughout my body, making me feel weaker and weaker with each step of the way. I have a disease called Ebola, a highly deadly disease. It can't be cured. I didn't know I had it. But why me? I'm just a simple girl from Idaho, who lives on a potato farm, and practically live off potatoes. We don't grow them anymore, because my dad was the farmer, and, as tu all know, he left. He was our last hope at getting money in for my insanly high medical bills. But he left. And I'm kinda glad.
One of my songs I wrote.
Luv is stronger than a whole red brick wall
Luv is stranger than a bird 9000 feet tall
When tu compare a object with love
You'll see it will never fit on like a glove
With amor you'll see big consequences
But you'll never ever finish your sentence
amor is really just too much stress for some
I think their crazy why look so glum
People just don't believe in love
But they always have to push everyone and shove
amor is wrong
amor is not
amor is right
amor is tight
amor is strange
amor can change
In a range
That's why I'm canto this song
Luv is stronger than a whole red brick wall
Luv is stranger than a bird 9000 feet tall
When tu compare a object with love
You'll see it will never fit on like a glove
With amor you'll see big consequences
But you'll never ever finish your sentence
amor is really just too much stress for some
I think their crazy why look so glum
People just don't believe in love
But they always have to push everyone and shove
amor is wrong
amor is not
amor is right
amor is tight
amor is strange
amor can change
In a range
That's why I'm canto this song
To celebrate my triumphant return to True Writers, I'll be sharing some super-exclusive content with all of you. Anyone that's known me from before knows that I don't share this info lightly. This little snippet is your first look at the exciting events I have planned for the summer.
-"The Tail of the Royal Line". A little conspiracy I recently discovered among my notes. Worth a read for anyone who likes twisted plots.
-I will be revealing the mesa, tabla of contents for all three Shadow Trilogy libros in mid-August
-"Harry Potter and the Seven Horcruxes," a sixty-three chapter fanfic, will debut towardsthe end of the month. Fair warning: there's más chapters planned.
This was just a small sample of my plans for the coming weeks. I do realize that I've been gone a long time, but I hope this new content will soften theblows aimed in my direction.
With love,
The Ever-Present Jo
-"The Tail of the Royal Line". A little conspiracy I recently discovered among my notes. Worth a read for anyone who likes twisted plots.
-I will be revealing the mesa, tabla of contents for all three Shadow Trilogy libros in mid-August
-"Harry Potter and the Seven Horcruxes," a sixty-three chapter fanfic, will debut towardsthe end of the month. Fair warning: there's más chapters planned.
This was just a small sample of my plans for the coming weeks. I do realize that I've been gone a long time, but I hope this new content will soften theblows aimed in my direction.
With love,
The Ever-Present Jo
But I want to be with you…
I admire you..
I adore you..
I don’t amor you..
I only want to stay with you…
I want to follow you..
To hell ……to heaven ….as long as I am with you..
About the whole world I don’t care…
As long as I am with you..
I am always thinking of you..
I am not worried about you..
I am worried about my future ….about my life..(about my whole world )…without you………
I don’t amor you..
But I loved dreaming with you…
I don’t amor you..
but I am seguro with tu …
And I want to hold you
I don’t amor you…
So…..do tu amor me?
I don’t hate tu …
But please tell me..
Who am I?
And who are you???
7
WHY?
Carter’s Perspective
Veronica just saved my life. Veronica just saved ME from being killed. It just didn’t seem possible… I thought she hated me, despised me, loathed me.
Why would she save me? Why would she risk her life? For me? I can’t even see her risking her life on Mark, her own brother!
Would she even consider that? I doubt it. So why for me?
I go to sleep, with the questioning echoing throughout my head, “Why?”
(Says it's too short so... blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa okay thank you)
WHY?
Carter’s Perspective
Veronica just saved my life. Veronica just saved ME from being killed. It just didn’t seem possible… I thought she hated me, despised me, loathed me.
Why would she save me? Why would she risk her life? For me? I can’t even see her risking her life on Mark, her own brother!
Would she even consider that? I doubt it. So why for me?
I go to sleep, with the questioning echoing throughout my head, “Why?”
(Says it's too short so... blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa okay thank you)