"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four more to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The next morning wasn't as quite, or as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it wasn't. It was a person that wouldn't normally talk to me or let alone want to chat with me.
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JesusFreakJazzy: Joey?
GangstaBoii3: Heloooo(:
JesusFreakJazzy: What do you want? And why are you chatting with me so early in the morning???
GangstaBoii3: Nuttn goshh. Just wanted to talk to you. I heard your boyfriend wasn't in town. Where he'd go? And hey what are you doing Friday? ;)
JesusFreakJazzy: Ummm lets see, not hanging out with you. And I highly doubt you "heard" my bf was out of town. More like you've been keeping tabs in me since last winter!.....Don't think I haven't seen Orlando or Edward coincidentally at the mall every time I'm there with Matt.
GangstaBoii3: Heyy listen I ain't doin none of that mess. You need to chill. Call me when you come back to earth. Just cause we broke up it don't mean I don't still love you. Whatever, I'm Out.
-GangstaBoii3 is offline-
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Now that was just a waste of my time. Talking to Joey is like talking a darn pet. You get nowhere. At least I can get to bed and relax. But talking to Joey made me want to talk ti some of my old friends. It might be good. Get my mind off Matt for a little while.
I emailed a few of mt friends to see if they wanted to hit a movie Friday night. Matt didn't come home til that Sunday anyway.
Two days later.
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From:Matty[:
To:JazzyLovee
Date Sent 11/4/2010 4:41am
Jazmine.! I'm leaving. I just can't stay here anymore. My mother is driving me insane and so is my dad. He is constantly calling me to see when I'm coming home and to be very careful around my mother. He says he doesn't want me to get too emotionally attached. Ugh. I hate him. and My mom isn't making it any better. I miss home and I miss you. I'll be home by Friday night. Don't try to talk me out of it, I'm leaving. That's the end. I love you! I'll be home soon!(:
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From:JazzyLovee
To:Matty[:
Date sent 11/2/2010 5:05am
Matthew no! You can't leave. You've waited so long..and now you're just...ugh....you just can't do this. I know for a fact that you will regret this later. Please just trust me. I want you to come home, trust me I do, but I'm willing to wait if that means quality time with your mom. I know how much you've missed her. Do you really want to give up your chance at making amends? Listen I know your dad. He will get over it when he sees that, that this is what makes you happy. The decision is yours but don't come rushing home for me. I'll always be here for you. No need to rush I love you too!
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Matthew did not reply to me after that but he ended up texting me the next night saying he was gonna stay but only til Saturday because he missed home. Matt seemed to very anxious the last couple of weeks though. Now that I notice it, he has seemed a little more joyful than usual. And that wasn't good. It meant he had a surprise. And he knows I don't like surprises! But maybe (just hoping!!) I could be wrong.
The week did go by pretty fast. Pretty boring actually. Matt finally came home Saturday morning. Me in his arms felt more like home than anything. I loved having him back but I was still a little scared about what we could be soo excited for.??
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Hey harryPLover here, listen guys i was kinda tired and i know I usually write a lot and it's scripted better. But Thank you for reading don't go away because the good parts are coming right around corner! Thank youu, Much Love. -jazzy(:
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four more to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The next morning wasn't as quite, or as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it wasn't. It was a person that wouldn't normally talk to me or let alone want to chat with me.
*******
JesusFreakJazzy: Joey?
GangstaBoii3: Heloooo(:
JesusFreakJazzy: What do you want? And why are you chatting with me so early in the morning???
GangstaBoii3: Nuttn goshh. Just wanted to talk to you. I heard your boyfriend wasn't in town. Where he'd go? And hey what are you doing Friday? ;)
JesusFreakJazzy: Ummm lets see, not hanging out with you. And I highly doubt you "heard" my bf was out of town. More like you've been keeping tabs in me since last winter!.....Don't think I haven't seen Orlando or Edward coincidentally at the mall every time I'm there with Matt.
GangstaBoii3: Heyy listen I ain't doin none of that mess. You need to chill. Call me when you come back to earth. Just cause we broke up it don't mean I don't still love you. Whatever, I'm Out.
-GangstaBoii3 is offline-
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Now that was just a waste of my time. Talking to Joey is like talking a darn pet. You get nowhere. At least I can get to bed and relax. But talking to Joey made me want to talk ti some of my old friends. It might be good. Get my mind off Matt for a little while.
I emailed a few of mt friends to see if they wanted to hit a movie Friday night. Matt didn't come home til that Sunday anyway.
Two days later.
********
From:Matty[:
To:JazzyLovee
Date Sent 11/4/2010 4:41am
Jazmine.! I'm leaving. I just can't stay here anymore. My mother is driving me insane and so is my dad. He is constantly calling me to see when I'm coming home and to be very careful around my mother. He says he doesn't want me to get too emotionally attached. Ugh. I hate him. and My mom isn't making it any better. I miss home and I miss you. I'll be home by Friday night. Don't try to talk me out of it, I'm leaving. That's the end. I love you! I'll be home soon!(:
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From:JazzyLovee
To:Matty[:
Date sent 11/2/2010 5:05am
Matthew no! You can't leave. You've waited so long..and now you're just...ugh....you just can't do this. I know for a fact that you will regret this later. Please just trust me. I want you to come home, trust me I do, but I'm willing to wait if that means quality time with your mom. I know how much you've missed her. Do you really want to give up your chance at making amends? Listen I know your dad. He will get over it when he sees that, that this is what makes you happy. The decision is yours but don't come rushing home for me. I'll always be here for you. No need to rush I love you too!
*********
Matthew did not reply to me after that but he ended up texting me the next night saying he was gonna stay but only til Saturday because he missed home. Matt seemed to very anxious the last couple of weeks though. Now that I notice it, he has seemed a little more joyful than usual. And that wasn't good. It meant he had a surprise. And he knows I don't like surprises! But maybe (just hoping!!) I could be wrong.
The week did go by pretty fast. Pretty boring actually. Matt finally came home Saturday morning. Me in his arms felt more like home than anything. I loved having him back but I was still a little scared about what we could be soo excited for.??
********************************
Hey harryPLover here, listen guys i was kinda tired and i know I usually write a lot and it's scripted better. But Thank you for reading don't go away because the good parts are coming right around corner! Thank youu, Much Love. -jazzy(:
you seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.
Bad luck follows you
like a hook,
won't let you go,
won't leave you alone.
You smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that you hope for.
Devil is calling your name,
leaves you not,
you don't see the angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give you a strength.
You long for life
that you don't know of,
you seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
January 16, 1815
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits by Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to move tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a fire earlier, and let me tell you journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the fire ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits by Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to move tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a fire earlier, and let me tell you journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the fire ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
The pookie fell from a tree
upon hitting the ground he farted
scared at his own flatulence he tried climbing up the tree. But for every branch he grabbed he tooted. and for every twig he broke, he farted.
farting all the way up, pookie climed that tree. He had to make it to the top you see, cause that where pookie's make pee. Relief was almost in reach for pookie. till a stiring occurred within.. a rumbling sensation, and pookie knew.. with a tear, that he couldn't hold it in.
Till this day those who were near said it sounded like a cow mooing. The momentum of his farts became like a rocket and shot pookie up and out that tree! Up in to the sky..till pookie could not be seen.
moral of story? dont eat beans. O_o
next chapter "The pookie Returns"