The ride to brianas wasnt far but I could hardly see with the wind blowing at my face wich hurt my eyes I realy couldnt tell what happen next,but in a split second I found myself inches away from falling on my face to seeing I face close to mine
He was teenage boy hard gray eyes that made me want to break wich is hard to imagen how I got that idea ,he cant break me id break his nose nefore he could even touch me
And yet here I was tightly locked in his arm
“thank you for cacthing me before I fell”i said very formaly he says nothing he states into my eye with a confused experation he pulls away slowly his hands on my hands pulling them at my sides
I toke this moment to look around and at him
Fisrt him his face was clear no zits or facial hair(dont you think it funny when guy let if grow and say how manly they are with thier little mustache hairs Ive made to many jokes about that)he was taller maybe older 16? Good taste in clothes his jeans were at his waist not like those other guy with sagy jeans that show off their butts and boxers
Then I noticed the wind die down it felt codl but not rain cold I look aruomd everything look fine ... except for the fact that an airplane was frozen over us and a flock of birds not to far from us also frozen in time
“what the hell?”i stutter out
“your not her”he let me go my bike was next to me I could make a run for it but that wouldnt help me would it ?...
He looked.awful his face was full of pain with a hint of understanding time was still frozen so
“ahem”i mutter
he look at me as if remebering that im here
“its rude to ignor a girl when this”i wave my hands around“like you expect me to forget about and be om my way ?”i mean realy
“well ofcourse but ... your Evelia right?”
I flich no one has called me that but lupita my aunt
“thats not my legal name but when I had my baptism the priest called me that in my home town in mexico it meant tjat God saw you in that name” I said automatically habit of mine every time lupita called me Evelia
“i know that”he yelled his eyes burned into mine
“then why ask”my voice cold as ice it was much more dangerous
“i...im sorry but im look for someone she's missing”
“call 911 ”duh
“looking for someone like me”
“they what are you...you did this so your not human”
“im shocked you take it all calmly”
I burst out laughing
“me calm um freaking out tje only reason Im not runing around in circles os cuz no one will hear me”
I sigh im going crazy yeah thats it
“your not real im unconscious or something and this is al a dream or maybe im in a coma who know but you not real”i decide
“you must have good imagination”
“i still tell jr. make belive story about dragons fariys and what not ”he smiled something in his eye tinckled hope,love? I toke a step back he noticed
“Evelia-”
“my name is Evelyn ok most cuz you have no right to call me that”i told him
“Evelyn then I just ive taken must of your time so ill leave”
“hold it”i macth up to and grab his arms“first you havnt taken any of my time fyi have you look around secondly your name and third”i good him I stren look“this is not the last I see if you is it?”
To this laughed the sound made feek like u knew him even when I dont know anything
“no its not and you cant say a word of this to a soul ro demon or the devil himself not intill I get what happening for myself”he steped back I ley him go feeling sad - he started to fade
“my name Joshua see ya soon I hope”
I wad alone like should have been the beginning as I pick up my bike I notice that im infront of brianas house I forgot I came to see her amd I was glad I need some normalty even if this was briana she was human wich make her normal
“hey eve you sure did come fast must be the bike huh
You will not belive what I fond on facebook... she went on and on intil I got inside her house was way biger then mine 2 stories high 6 bedrooms for bathrooms and a grand back yard
Briana was still going on must be somethimg good
“look lisa took a pic of a new guy in our highschool she just posted it ” lisa knew wjat jad to be know she can be a pain but a great spy and gossip girl to know when you need info
“is he cute or hot?”i ask
“he's both and great fashion taste unlike you” she said as a matter.of fact she pulled me up the stairs into room it was covered of pics of us next to posters of magazine of models her bed was in tje middle of the room blakets all over the place with her lap top out om the bed
“look I thinl you guys could make a great couple” she made a cliks and show me him I felt my jaw drop not because he was gorgeous but becuase it was joshua
“i knew youd like him”briana gushed.
He was teenage boy hard gray eyes that made me want to break wich is hard to imagen how I got that idea ,he cant break me id break his nose nefore he could even touch me
And yet here I was tightly locked in his arm
“thank you for cacthing me before I fell”i said very formaly he says nothing he states into my eye with a confused experation he pulls away slowly his hands on my hands pulling them at my sides
I toke this moment to look around and at him
Fisrt him his face was clear no zits or facial hair(dont you think it funny when guy let if grow and say how manly they are with thier little mustache hairs Ive made to many jokes about that)he was taller maybe older 16? Good taste in clothes his jeans were at his waist not like those other guy with sagy jeans that show off their butts and boxers
Then I noticed the wind die down it felt codl but not rain cold I look aruomd everything look fine ... except for the fact that an airplane was frozen over us and a flock of birds not to far from us also frozen in time
“what the hell?”i stutter out
“your not her”he let me go my bike was next to me I could make a run for it but that wouldnt help me would it ?...
He looked.awful his face was full of pain with a hint of understanding time was still frozen so
“ahem”i mutter
he look at me as if remebering that im here
“its rude to ignor a girl when this”i wave my hands around“like you expect me to forget about and be om my way ?”i mean realy
“well ofcourse but ... your Evelia right?”
I flich no one has called me that but lupita my aunt
“thats not my legal name but when I had my baptism the priest called me that in my home town in mexico it meant tjat God saw you in that name” I said automatically habit of mine every time lupita called me Evelia
“i know that”he yelled his eyes burned into mine
“then why ask”my voice cold as ice it was much more dangerous
“i...im sorry but im look for someone she's missing”
“call 911 ”duh
“looking for someone like me”
“they what are you...you did this so your not human”
“im shocked you take it all calmly”
I burst out laughing
“me calm um freaking out tje only reason Im not runing around in circles os cuz no one will hear me”
I sigh im going crazy yeah thats it
“your not real im unconscious or something and this is al a dream or maybe im in a coma who know but you not real”i decide
“you must have good imagination”
“i still tell jr. make belive story about dragons fariys and what not ”he smiled something in his eye tinckled hope,love? I toke a step back he noticed
“Evelia-”
“my name is Evelyn ok most cuz you have no right to call me that”i told him
“Evelyn then I just ive taken must of your time so ill leave”
“hold it”i macth up to and grab his arms“first you havnt taken any of my time fyi have you look around secondly your name and third”i good him I stren look“this is not the last I see if you is it?”
To this laughed the sound made feek like u knew him even when I dont know anything
“no its not and you cant say a word of this to a soul ro demon or the devil himself not intill I get what happening for myself”he steped back I ley him go feeling sad - he started to fade
“my name Joshua see ya soon I hope”
I wad alone like should have been the beginning as I pick up my bike I notice that im infront of brianas house I forgot I came to see her amd I was glad I need some normalty even if this was briana she was human wich make her normal
“hey eve you sure did come fast must be the bike huh
You will not belive what I fond on facebook... she went on and on intil I got inside her house was way biger then mine 2 stories high 6 bedrooms for bathrooms and a grand back yard
Briana was still going on must be somethimg good
“look lisa took a pic of a new guy in our highschool she just posted it ” lisa knew wjat jad to be know she can be a pain but a great spy and gossip girl to know when you need info
“is he cute or hot?”i ask
“he's both and great fashion taste unlike you” she said as a matter.of fact she pulled me up the stairs into room it was covered of pics of us next to posters of magazine of models her bed was in tje middle of the room blakets all over the place with her lap top out om the bed
“look I thinl you guys could make a great couple” she made a cliks and show me him I felt my jaw drop not because he was gorgeous but becuase it was joshua
“i knew youd like him”briana gushed.
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I said 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 you though! I had no comments on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start writing to you again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my writing I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and you will understand partly why im jabbering on :) Love to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.
"Have a good day sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my books to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
"Have a good day sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my books to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.