"Look Bob! I found them! I found them!" a boy about 20 years old shouted, and pointing to a huge old willow tree. Another boy about the same age as him sprinted towards the boy, "Oh! Finally! Now the villagers will believe our little Veronica now. Good job Sky!" Sky, the boy that had just pointed out the tree, beamed with pleasure.
Suddenly, the willow árbol which was green, turned bright red, then white and at last pink. The two boy gasped and ran towards the tree. All of a sudden, the rosado, rosa árbol let out a shriek, that pierced the boys ears. Then, tons of rosado, rosa birds flew out of the tree. The two boy took their chance and shot a arrow at the birds. Three o four birds dropped out of the colony, the two boys kneeled down to take the birds. But something big and rosado, rosa blocked their way.
"Human! How dare tu kill four of the sacred nightingale's! For that, I will curse you! Since tu like killing! I will grant your wish - to kill forever more! But since there are only two of you, but tu killed four of my kins. Two other kins of tu will be cursed. Until tu bring the nightingale's tu have killed back to life, the curse will never be lifted! Take heed human, on your way, we will be waiting for you!" The huge rosado, rosa nightingale hissed at Bob and Sky.
The two boys rushed home, leaving their bow and arrows on the forest ground.
After they went home, they checked every family member to see if there was something wrong with them. In the end, no one was wrong.
Night came, everyone in the village had fallen asleep. But, Sky and Bob couldn't sleep, they were still thinking about what the nightingale had said. Will it be Catarina who will be cursed along with them? o will it be mum and dad? Sky thought, tossing and turning in his bed. Whatever happens, it can't be Veronica, he won't let it happen.
Suddenly, there came a blood curdling scream. Sky jumped out of cama and searched the house. Catarina wasn't in bed, so wasn't Veronica. He pushed the covers of Veronica's cama away, he froze in pure horror. A blood red liquid made into the shape of a nightingale.
Sky ran out into the street, his corazón pounding in his chest. Two bodies were sprawled out on the ground. Their faces were so familiar. "Mum! Dad! Nooo!" But, there was no point in crying, their dead.
Sky's eyes trailed the ground. rosado, rosa mist led to the edge of the village. He followed them and gasped at who he saw at the end. "Catarina? Veronica?" The two figures nodded. "Where is Bob?" "Theirs only three of us left in the family, we couldn't help it." The girl with dark hair answered, "The two of tu betrayed us. tu are under the curse too. Come with us to escape from humans, then, they will be safe." Sky was speechless.
Suddenly, the willow árbol which was green, turned bright red, then white and at last pink. The two boy gasped and ran towards the tree. All of a sudden, the rosado, rosa árbol let out a shriek, that pierced the boys ears. Then, tons of rosado, rosa birds flew out of the tree. The two boy took their chance and shot a arrow at the birds. Three o four birds dropped out of the colony, the two boys kneeled down to take the birds. But something big and rosado, rosa blocked their way.
"Human! How dare tu kill four of the sacred nightingale's! For that, I will curse you! Since tu like killing! I will grant your wish - to kill forever more! But since there are only two of you, but tu killed four of my kins. Two other kins of tu will be cursed. Until tu bring the nightingale's tu have killed back to life, the curse will never be lifted! Take heed human, on your way, we will be waiting for you!" The huge rosado, rosa nightingale hissed at Bob and Sky.
The two boys rushed home, leaving their bow and arrows on the forest ground.
After they went home, they checked every family member to see if there was something wrong with them. In the end, no one was wrong.
Night came, everyone in the village had fallen asleep. But, Sky and Bob couldn't sleep, they were still thinking about what the nightingale had said. Will it be Catarina who will be cursed along with them? o will it be mum and dad? Sky thought, tossing and turning in his bed. Whatever happens, it can't be Veronica, he won't let it happen.
Suddenly, there came a blood curdling scream. Sky jumped out of cama and searched the house. Catarina wasn't in bed, so wasn't Veronica. He pushed the covers of Veronica's cama away, he froze in pure horror. A blood red liquid made into the shape of a nightingale.
Sky ran out into the street, his corazón pounding in his chest. Two bodies were sprawled out on the ground. Their faces were so familiar. "Mum! Dad! Nooo!" But, there was no point in crying, their dead.
Sky's eyes trailed the ground. rosado, rosa mist led to the edge of the village. He followed them and gasped at who he saw at the end. "Catarina? Veronica?" The two figures nodded. "Where is Bob?" "Theirs only three of us left in the family, we couldn't help it." The girl with dark hair answered, "The two of tu betrayed us. tu are under the curse too. Come with us to escape from humans, then, they will be safe." Sky was speechless.
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the rosas bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that tu have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement día coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the rosas bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that tu have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement día coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a pescado on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with pescado hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The pescado hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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an aging man, caught like a pescado on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with pescado hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The pescado hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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Heyy there, I know in my last entry I dicho I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell tu though! I had no comentarios on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start escritura to tu again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my escritura I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and tu will understand partly why im jabbering on :) amor to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011