I got back to the room and closed the door. My heart was pounding as I rested on the back of it. I couldn't believe that just happened, but what I couldn't believe most was that I didn't try to do anything about it. I mean what kind of punk was I? I woke my sister up to help mom, and in return, she also ended up hurt. What makes it even worst is that I watched part of it go down and I did nothing about it. "I'm a coward" as I lowered my head. I heard Aaron yell "you're really about to get it now" and I ran back into the closet. You could hear footsteps speeding down the hall and moments later I heard the bedroom door open, close and lock. I sat back down on the closet floor as Mo was swinging open the doors. All I could do was look at her. …show more content…
Mo was frantic and her breaths were heavy. I didn't know what to do or say. I couldn't tell her I seen it, I thought to myself. What was I going to say to her? That I saw what was going on and I did nothing. I couldn't tell her sorry and that I was truly the coward that the boys in school called me. That I really was just the little boy that she had to always protect. Mo pulled away from me and went back to stuffing clothes into her backpack. She looked at me and said, "Tae I gotta go". All I could do was look back at her. I'm not sure what the expression read on my face but all I felt was guilt as I watched my bruised bloody sister pack. I finally managed to mumble out some words as I watched her. "Mo what do you mean you gotta?" "Where are you going?" "What happened?" "Why are you bleeding?" I started yelling, not because I was upset with her, but more so because I was upset with myself. I'm sure me yelling and asking her a thousand questions didn't help her or the situation so I shut up. Mo looked at me and it appeared she wanted to cry. She walked over to me and grabs the sides of my face only to tell me "I have to go Tae, but I'll be back for you I promise". I lowered my head not only because I didn't want her to go but because had I helped her maybe things would have gone differently. All I could say was "Mo, you can't
Read this, okay? I've tried to stop caring, but I can't. I'm sick of being worried about you, so tell me wtf is wrong? Why do you "give up"? Tell me what happened.
I am writing early this morning because. I got up a bit early but this change in our routine is not cool. I love that we get to talk every day. I can't stop thinking about you .
Your P.O.V I woke up in (c/n)'s arms. I tried to pry his arms off of me without waking him up... I failed. He woke up, a confused expression plastered on his face. But as his gaze landed upon me, it had softened.
Hey, I'm just now going to bed, but I wanted to say that I hope you're safe and okay (alcohol can be dangerous❗️) This is going to be a pretty long text, but I think that if I don't say this now, I probably won't ever, and I'll be in this painful perennial cycle of wanting to say something and never actually saying it. Principally, I just wanted to convey how incredible I think you are. You've said some very nice things to me, but I don't think I've ever done the same, though, and that's unfair.
Hi, this is his ex-girlfriend. First of all, I hate you. Not because he thinks you're pretty, or successful or whatever, I hate you because you hurt him. You broke his heart.
My Dearest Christina, since the day that I took you to Blu jam I knew that I loved you. We both can remember that day rather well. I uber-ed you to my house, we drove to Blu jam and listened and sang along to many songs together, many of them oldies love songs, we ate, grabbed some coffee at Alfred's coffee on Melrose ave, we drove to Beverly Hills and up the mountain until we reached the top and we stared at the San Fernando valley from a top the mountain, it truly was a breathe taking sight, you I mean, not the view.
The street is packed, with loads of fans in every direction who are very excited to see the casts make their way down the carpet towards the entrance of the theatre. Tonight is the premiere night of Natalie’s movie, and Caleb is pretty much excited. The cast have arrived, and Caleb pushes his self through the crowd, trying to get a better view of the stars. Thanks to his height, he sees Natalie walking down the carpet in her red sophisticated gown that flows beautifully down to her ankles. He can’t take his eyes off her.
You’re sitting in a back ally of an amateur theatre in Paris, fog settling on the cobblestones creating a sea of dappled grey. The year is 1870 and you had just been turned away from a backstage position at a small theatre in the western quarter in Paris, sadly your dreams had been crushed with a mere, “sorry (Y/N) you’re not what we’re looking for.” Crushed and dejected you took a moment outside to fall apart, you had only just moved to Paris from the country side and you needed a job. You had very little money to your name and you had rent as well as expenses to pay neither of which you could afford. “Come on (Y/N) pull yourself together,” you whisper to yourself, standing as you do so, your knees cracking in protest the cold seeping into
Ooh well at least Brian was upfront about how the situation is and how it's not going to be – even though that didn't stick. I don't understand this whole "love at first sight" bullshit. You don't know the person so what are you in love with? Their dick?
I can't describe in human words what it has been like to be with you since the moment we met at the airport yesterday. I find myself so deeply in love with you and I just want us to be together always... and forever. I have loved before, but I have never loved someone like I love you. I know that you still are fearful that things might not work out, but I have given myself completely to you, and before God I pledge my love to you and only to you until death do us part.
Good afternoon Wes, This is my reply to your rebuttal. 1. I was not in your office for that long. 2. Many more issues were brought to your attention besides those three.
You asked me why I stopped loving you It’s because I destroyed you I ruin the things I love When I met you, you were so bright and full of life We laughed and cared for each other
The very next day I was told by Ray to leak Answer the Phone from my fan account but just before I uploaded it Hannah walks in quietly with her Guitar. " Sam?" she says in her soft, sweet voice walking over to me slowly. I close my laptop and pull the flash-drive out, "Yes Hannah? " she sits next to me, "Wrote a song and I want you to see what I can work on.
I know I’m very lucky that I can listen to you singing and write to you these words. Although I may never get any chances to meet you in real life, I thank God I’m alive, sinking in your songs and living my dreams. I let my Dad listen to your songs. And he was really relaxed when those melodies were played, even though he was tired of illness. My Dad is fighting against kidney disease and my family and I always stay by his side.
ENTRY -4 Looking back to days gone by, Think of all the ways i've tried, to show you that my love is true, since the day you said "I do." Trips together to the Kugnae shore, with you beside me I was never bored. We'd laugh and lark in the sun's bright rays, cuddle 'neath a woven sheet when the day gave way. Now I reflect upon your sweetest smile, Your updone hair, and your personal style.