Celeste's POV
Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really treats me like a little kid sometimes! "Well... If I tell tu will tu promise not to get mad and not tell mother!" She looked down at the wooden flooring. She let out a sigh. "Yes honey, please tell me now." Her calmness matched her beauty and lush autumn colored hair, which matched with her snow white skin. As beautiful as a rose in bloom! "Well... I.. While in the forest.. I met.. A girl." I paused, mariposas tickled the inside of my stomach. "And why was that so bad? Its wonderful to meet new friends, did tu get along well?" I cringed. "She was a WIZARD!" I cried and dropped my head on my aunt's shoulder. She didn't speak in quite a while, I bet she was disappointed that I did such a thing. Finally she said, "Don't worry honey, tu didn't know." Her long curled eye lashes flapped with her blink. "You.. Aren't mad?" I sniffled and looked up at her face. She shook her head slowly. "No.. After all those nasty wizards are excellent disguisers.I won't tell your mother." I smiled and hugged aunt Natalie. "I amor you."
The siguiente día I walked outside and towards the Goddess Pond. Its the Goddess of Oracle's favorito! pond, theres even a statue of her! Shes beautiful! Every now and then people (as well as myself) come to pray and wish for good luck for anything. I poised my hands and closed my eyes. "Oh dear Goddess of Oracle, please take my wish and promise that no más violence o wars towards Witches will happen..." I bowed and threw in a coin from my pocket into the beloved pond. As I walked away I began to think if it was disrespectful for me to not wish any wars for the wizards.. I mean, they may not be all bad-What am I talking about? They're horrendous! But still... The Goddess of Oracle never judged anyone from their class, whether they were a witch nor wizard. She believe there was no change in anyone. I wonder if I should follow that too? .....I'll have to sleep on that, it'd be a big step in my religion after all.. And what on earth would my Mother o Aunt Natalie think?
Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really treats me like a little kid sometimes! "Well... If I tell tu will tu promise not to get mad and not tell mother!" She looked down at the wooden flooring. She let out a sigh. "Yes honey, please tell me now." Her calmness matched her beauty and lush autumn colored hair, which matched with her snow white skin. As beautiful as a rose in bloom! "Well... I.. While in the forest.. I met.. A girl." I paused, mariposas tickled the inside of my stomach. "And why was that so bad? Its wonderful to meet new friends, did tu get along well?" I cringed. "She was a WIZARD!" I cried and dropped my head on my aunt's shoulder. She didn't speak in quite a while, I bet she was disappointed that I did such a thing. Finally she said, "Don't worry honey, tu didn't know." Her long curled eye lashes flapped with her blink. "You.. Aren't mad?" I sniffled and looked up at her face. She shook her head slowly. "No.. After all those nasty wizards are excellent disguisers.I won't tell your mother." I smiled and hugged aunt Natalie. "I amor you."
The siguiente día I walked outside and towards the Goddess Pond. Its the Goddess of Oracle's favorito! pond, theres even a statue of her! Shes beautiful! Every now and then people (as well as myself) come to pray and wish for good luck for anything. I poised my hands and closed my eyes. "Oh dear Goddess of Oracle, please take my wish and promise that no más violence o wars towards Witches will happen..." I bowed and threw in a coin from my pocket into the beloved pond. As I walked away I began to think if it was disrespectful for me to not wish any wars for the wizards.. I mean, they may not be all bad-What am I talking about? They're horrendous! But still... The Goddess of Oracle never judged anyone from their class, whether they were a witch nor wizard. She believe there was no change in anyone. I wonder if I should follow that too? .....I'll have to sleep on that, it'd be a big step in my religion after all.. And what on earth would my Mother o Aunt Natalie think?
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
comida and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)
A blazing sun,
comida and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?
But do tu know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.
But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
But do tu know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.
But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!
I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!
I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
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One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My amor is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me
So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by
One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon
One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my flores still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget tu although I know that I must
So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry
One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon
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tu seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.
Bad luck follows tu
like a hook,
won't let tu go,
won't leave tu alone.
tu smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that tu hope for.
Devil is calling your name,
leaves tu not,
tu don't see the ángel on
your shoulder,
trying to give tu a strength.
tu long for life
that tu don't know of,
tu seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.