I don’t want to get up. Why would I even think about it, at four AM on a Saturday? I don’t know. Something just calls. Scorpio, it whispers, Come to me. Come to me, and tu will be free.
Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same.
You will know, Scorpio. tu will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
What kind of crazy person am I? I ask myself. Not an unreasonable question, considering I’m going to a river because a voice in my head told me to. This is the kind of thinking that sends tu to an insane asylum. But still, I plod forward, opening the door quietly, and stepping over our threshold. Barefoot.
Wandering down the street, I see the moon shining over me, above me, in the sky. I am following the moon, closer to the universe than ever before. Soon, I am standing on the parte superior, arriba of The Bridge Over Skywater.
The Skywater River was named in Native American times, my father told me when I was young. Back then, it was called, “Buegoneguig”, which is Chippewa for “hole in the sky”. I guess they held ceremonies here o something. I would. Anyone would, had they seen the way the stars sparkled on its surface that night. It was like the sky was calling to me. The water called with it. Together, they beckoned me out onto the water.
I stood on the edge of the bridge, my toes curled around the edge. I let the power of the night lap over me, like the water at the river’s banks. And I dove.
I didn’t think, I just jumped. The cold water engulfed me. The light of the moon shone upon me as I resurfaced, feeling stronger than I ever had. The river’s pull didn’t seem to try and take me anywhere, just freezing this moment, perfect, of a girl in a river under a silver sky.
Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same.
You will know, Scorpio. tu will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
What kind of crazy person am I? I ask myself. Not an unreasonable question, considering I’m going to a river because a voice in my head told me to. This is the kind of thinking that sends tu to an insane asylum. But still, I plod forward, opening the door quietly, and stepping over our threshold. Barefoot.
Wandering down the street, I see the moon shining over me, above me, in the sky. I am following the moon, closer to the universe than ever before. Soon, I am standing on the parte superior, arriba of The Bridge Over Skywater.
The Skywater River was named in Native American times, my father told me when I was young. Back then, it was called, “Buegoneguig”, which is Chippewa for “hole in the sky”. I guess they held ceremonies here o something. I would. Anyone would, had they seen the way the stars sparkled on its surface that night. It was like the sky was calling to me. The water called with it. Together, they beckoned me out onto the water.
I stood on the edge of the bridge, my toes curled around the edge. I let the power of the night lap over me, like the water at the river’s banks. And I dove.
I didn’t think, I just jumped. The cold water engulfed me. The light of the moon shone upon me as I resurfaced, feeling stronger than I ever had. The river’s pull didn’t seem to try and take me anywhere, just freezing this moment, perfect, of a girl in a river under a silver sky.
I NEED inspiration for this book. I cant say why, because it will ruin the last book but the school has been rebuilt,and theres a new gardening class, and Haru-Kun, Kariko-Kun, and Shimura-Chan are falling into love, could Kariko finaly fall for Haru, o could it be Haikuga-Kun? Haru could have his corazón torn into pieces, o turned into gold. And Shimura, being the only lesbian in the school could have problems with amor too. Karuga-Chan (a new character introduced as a Japenese girl found lying on the playa after a violent storm) changes all of that. Life when thrive this año in Dojenskei Koukou (Dojenskei High School). All these preguntas and más will be answered in the garden of Hinjou, the Garden Classroom. Be waiting, Both the first chapter of the first and segundo book are being worked on. (PLEASE give me good names for the third and fourht book, and the main name for the segundo series, such as Burning Passion Book One: The Flame. (oo, I might use that) Byes!)
The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
tu think tu are so bright,
saying tu buzz because tu care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way tu can mostrar tu care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't tu understand?
Have tu tried to understand?
Do I really expect tu to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse tu uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
tu think I don't know anything,
tu think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
tu think because tu are older,
tu know más than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, tu are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make tu knelt
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
tu think tu are so bright,
saying tu buzz because tu care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way tu can mostrar tu care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't tu understand?
Have tu tried to understand?
Do I really expect tu to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse tu uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
tu think I don't know anything,
tu think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
tu think because tu are older,
tu know más than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, tu are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make tu knelt
I look out
Into the crowd
Looking for you
Hoping to see you
I search
And search
But can’t find
Your face
In all the crowd
The one person
I wanted to see
I couldn’t see
I was left
With my disappointment
As I begin to think
Of all the times
You’ve broken your word
But then
I should have known
tu never stayed
Unless tu profited
tu never were
A real dad
Never has been
Never will
I look out
In the crowd
Hoping against hope
That tu will be there
But I shouldn't even bother
I'm a nobody
Someone tu never loved
Someone tu don't even know
Maybe someday
I'll learn
That all I get from you
Is broken promises
Half truths
And utter disappointments
So now I say good bye to it all
The hurt and anger
My disappointment
And you
Into the crowd
Looking for you
Hoping to see you
I search
And search
But can’t find
Your face
In all the crowd
The one person
I wanted to see
I couldn’t see
I was left
With my disappointment
As I begin to think
Of all the times
You’ve broken your word
But then
I should have known
tu never stayed
Unless tu profited
tu never were
A real dad
Never has been
Never will
I look out
In the crowd
Hoping against hope
That tu will be there
But I shouldn't even bother
I'm a nobody
Someone tu never loved
Someone tu don't even know
Maybe someday
I'll learn
That all I get from you
Is broken promises
Half truths
And utter disappointments
So now I say good bye to it all
The hurt and anger
My disappointment
And you
"You'll never get the secret from me!" The monsters' eyes gleamed. They wanted me to yell. It was a sign of my weakening resolve. I lowered my voice. "The secret is worthless to tu unless tu know where they are. Without them, you'll be trapped." None of us in the small chamber knew who was bluffing and who wasn't.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us más than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? tu act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and tu to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."
And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us más than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? tu act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and tu to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."
And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.
Dear diary
Today was my first fecha with Oisin. It is kind-of wierd going out with your best friend. So, we went to pardo, dun Drum shopping centre. Then we went to see a movie, and then headed over to hes place. Then Olivia called and asked to go round to talk about girl stuff. I gave Oisin a little kiss good-bye. Olivia was worrying that Sean might be cheating on her. I didn't know what to say.
Lucy xx
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Today was my first fecha with Oisin. It is kind-of wierd going out with your best friend. So, we went to pardo, dun Drum shopping centre. Then we went to see a movie, and then headed over to hes place. Then Olivia called and asked to go round to talk about girl stuff. I gave Oisin a little kiss good-bye. Olivia was worrying that Sean might be cheating on her. I didn't know what to say.
Lucy xx
Tell me what tu think. Rate, comment, tell me what should happen next. is it bad?!?