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?
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.
'do tu know why?"
'well,she dicho something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come por my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
'do tu know why?"
'well,she dicho something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come por my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
Sobriety is beyond a horizon for you,
One tu won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific imágenes replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do tu do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why tu mess around,
just let yourself be!
One tu won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific imágenes replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do tu do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why tu mess around,
just let yourself be!
I'm sat at home
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt más than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to amor me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I amor him, but his amor is dim
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt más than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to amor me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I amor him, but his amor is dim
He gives me sight,
Saves me from evil's bite,
Holds me when I cry,
Always por my side.
My last breath is taken and dado to him,
He saves me from the storm I'm in,
He saves me and calls me his,
Have him when I'm in a crisis.
jesús is everything.
Everything to me,
Helping me see,
Stealing my heart,
Oh how I hate being apart.
Stand here and be moved por him,
To feel him in my veins,
To feel him inside of me.
My friend,
My helper,
The great shrink,
I am proud to be part of his link.
Blown away por his grace,
Blessed por his mercy,
Oh how he carries.
Holds every tear in his hand,
Wipes away our sorrows,
For a better tomorrow.