CHAPTER 2
A picture of a young blond man was shining on the screen, it was Jacob, their brother, the one who always held it together when everything was falling apart. adele snuggled closer to her brother. And for once, he didn't push her away, instead, he just held her, not speaking a word.”He promised! He promised he would come inicial early tonight!” she managed to say between her sobs. Then she burst into tears again. Simon held her until she fell asleep, tears still on her cheeks. He carried his sister up to her bed, where she could be far away from the pain. Dreaming, seeing mom, dad, now Jake... 'Why does everyone have to die on us?' Simon thought, as he pulled out some letters from the drawer and went outside, away from the place he had once called 'home'. But it didn't seem like inicial anymore. No shouting 'mom, dad I'm home!' after school, no 'see tu later dad!' when running off to football practice. Nothing. It all seemed so far now.
Simon was completely broken now. Jacob had promised to take care of them, especially Adele. He promised he'd never leave them. Yet that's exactly what he did. Then Simon broke. “JACOB tu PROMISED! tu PROMISED YOU'D TAKE CARE OF HER! tu PROMISED!!!” he yelled as loud as he could and then fainted, right there in the woods.
The siguiente day, when Simon finally woke up, he saw adele kneeling beside him, crying. “What's wrong?” he asked her.
“For a moment... I .. I thought... I thought I'd lost tu too,” she mumbled, still crying. Simon sat up and hugged his sister for a segundo and then got up, not letting adele see how completely broken he really was. adele stayed kneeling there for a few minutes, thinking.
“Oh, por the way, pato, drake and Mark are coming over tonight,” Simon told Adele, when she came to cocina to find something to eat.
“Oh no! Those two druggies? Since when do tu hang out with them again? Oh, right. Now that Jake isn't here to keep tu away from troubles, tu just have to start ruining your life again don't you?!” she yelled at him, and ran to her room, banging the door loudly.
So, the segundo part for the story :)
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A picture of a young blond man was shining on the screen, it was Jacob, their brother, the one who always held it together when everything was falling apart. adele snuggled closer to her brother. And for once, he didn't push her away, instead, he just held her, not speaking a word.”He promised! He promised he would come inicial early tonight!” she managed to say between her sobs. Then she burst into tears again. Simon held her until she fell asleep, tears still on her cheeks. He carried his sister up to her bed, where she could be far away from the pain. Dreaming, seeing mom, dad, now Jake... 'Why does everyone have to die on us?' Simon thought, as he pulled out some letters from the drawer and went outside, away from the place he had once called 'home'. But it didn't seem like inicial anymore. No shouting 'mom, dad I'm home!' after school, no 'see tu later dad!' when running off to football practice. Nothing. It all seemed so far now.
Simon was completely broken now. Jacob had promised to take care of them, especially Adele. He promised he'd never leave them. Yet that's exactly what he did. Then Simon broke. “JACOB tu PROMISED! tu PROMISED YOU'D TAKE CARE OF HER! tu PROMISED!!!” he yelled as loud as he could and then fainted, right there in the woods.
The siguiente day, when Simon finally woke up, he saw adele kneeling beside him, crying. “What's wrong?” he asked her.
“For a moment... I .. I thought... I thought I'd lost tu too,” she mumbled, still crying. Simon sat up and hugged his sister for a segundo and then got up, not letting adele see how completely broken he really was. adele stayed kneeling there for a few minutes, thinking.
“Oh, por the way, pato, drake and Mark are coming over tonight,” Simon told Adele, when she came to cocina to find something to eat.
“Oh no! Those two druggies? Since when do tu hang out with them again? Oh, right. Now that Jake isn't here to keep tu away from troubles, tu just have to start ruining your life again don't you?!” she yelled at him, and ran to her room, banging the door loudly.
So, the segundo part for the story :)
Tell me what tu think :)
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
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
No sun--no moon!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No parte superior, arriba to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for mostrando 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No parte superior, arriba to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for mostrando 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
