Part 1
Alexis walked side por side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed por her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She dicho putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she dicho pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it tu are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She dicho playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any más Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do tu know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for lectura x
Alexis walked side por side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed por her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She dicho putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she dicho pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it tu are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She dicho playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any más Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do tu know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"
Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.
Thanks for lectura x
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what tu think of it, please?
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Have tu felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until tu burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! tu will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
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Have tu felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until tu burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! tu will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
"Do you see the "Game Over"sign?
Lasting Happiness
