.I adore my lonely world.
.No sympathies please.
.Leave me alone or get lost.
.I wont hear the end of it.
.So dun bother.
.LEAVE.
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Name--SSLAG[Stacey Shemaine Lee Ann G]
Class--3E3-06'
Age--14 Yrs Old
Birthday--12 Aug 1991
Likes?--Workaholicking, sleeping, music blasting, slumber parties...ect.
Dislikes--Wannabes, vulgaric-speaking-plp...ect
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Monday, March 06, 2006
A story about "tears"? Yes. Essay-writing. Come on...! something! Please inspire me!!! *sigh*... I'll never get this done by today... Okay here it goes:
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It feels as if the Earth is grumbling, the air is in turmoil. Fighting planes boost and spilt through the air, air-fighting vigorously. I was bundled together with the victims who got caught, after all it was war. I desperately tried to shuffle and wriggle out of my position. Someone leaning behind my back, just like me, trapped with thick-fibred ropes piercing though our skin as we wriggled. "You come here! Let me outta here! You Jerk!" She courageously shouted across to a soldier armed with a rifle. Indeed, she had succeeded in taunting him. He came to lash the rope.
That soldier gave a harsh kick into the girl's stomach, and she passed out within the next few second. Next, he instructed me to get up. I didn't as my limbs were too numb. It had been forced to be rooted to the ground for hours, which seemed like decades. Being feisty like how I've concluded that girl to be, I gave that claimed-jerk a good punch. He landed on the floor with a deafening thud and i took to my heels.
I've been racing like no tomorrow for the past few minutes. "They've lost me..."breathingthese words and start to inspect the wounds on my body. The clothes that I’ve adored recently seemed tattered and torn. Fresh blood oozes out between the slashes of thin-titanium-cable-wires inflicted on my skin. The torment that we've been through was totally inhuman. No matter how bestial or malevolent they are, I can't grump about that. Why? Its war, I repeat.
Forget about those, I didn't want to recollect them as memories. I just pray. Hopefully those other victims will be fine or vital. I was wronged. They sent troupes to come after me. All my sprinting was in vain. My limbs can't take me far any longer...Abruptly; I was plunged back into reality.
Noticed that the world came to a still and had had just filch some of my time, probing into my memories. As though as it feels like the "traumatizing moments" are gone, I'm certain that I've regained complete consciousness of myself. The feeling of moisture found its way to my senses. I gaped. I'm totally soaked to the skin. Someone, a guy around my age had just saved me from that whop right from few dozen feet up from some leveled ground that opens up to the sea.
Now, at the shoreline, he stared at me, like I was some aloof being that walked the Earth. Inevitably, his facial expression changed into a nasty look. "You must be insane! What were you thinking? You just plunge down like you didn't care! I'm surprised you can't swim!" He hollered at me. I didn't register what he said at all. My mind was elsewhere. My eyes wandered, the spectacular crest of sun dawning within the horizon. Presumably he waited for me to break the silence. I did like he expected, I murmur a thank-you to him that sound much more like a whisper. And turn to leave.
My heart feels like a void. I can't comprehend what to think say or to feel anymore, like a lost kid trapped in a forest. "Hey, are you okay? Sorry, I didn't mean too..." He voiced out to me with guilt. I came to a stop. His mere concern and my anguish overwhelmed me. I can no longer contain those sorrows. I cracked up. Warm tears stream down my face. It felt good. For a good moment, he seemed to see through me, as though he knew that I've been though a lot and is tormented by my traumatic memory. He came, embraces me with his heart warmed hands and held me up. "Don't worry. I'll protect you."He said, assuring me. These words eased my heart. He hugged me tight as I continue to whimper, I reciprocate by clutching his shirt tightly as I bawl like a baby, pouring all lament onto him...
-lonely world
Tears
A story about "tears"? Yes. Essay-writing. Come on...! something! Please inspire me!!! *sigh*... I'll never get this done by today... Okay here it goes:
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It feels as if the Earth is grumbling, the air is in turmoil. Fighting planes boost and spilt through the air, air-fighting vigorously. I was bundled together with the victims who got caught, after all it was war. I desperately tried to shuffle and wriggle out of my position. Someone leaning behind my back, just like me, trapped with thick-fibred ropes piercing though our skin as we wriggled. "You come here! Let me outta here! You Jerk!" She courageously shouted across to a soldier armed with a rifle. Indeed, she had succeeded in taunting him. He came to lash the rope.
That soldier gave a harsh kick into the girl's stomach, and she passed out within the next few second. Next, he instructed me to get up. I didn't as my limbs were too numb. It had been forced to be rooted to the ground for hours, which seemed like decades. Being feisty like how I've concluded that girl to be, I gave that claimed-jerk a good punch. He landed on the floor with a deafening thud and i took to my heels.
I've been racing like no tomorrow for the past few minutes. "They've lost me..."breathingthese words and start to inspect the wounds on my body. The clothes that I’ve adored recently seemed tattered and torn. Fresh blood oozes out between the slashes of thin-titanium-cable-wires inflicted on my skin. The torment that we've been through was totally inhuman. No matter how bestial or malevolent they are, I can't grump about that. Why? Its war, I repeat.
Forget about those, I didn't want to recollect them as memories. I just pray. Hopefully those other victims will be fine or vital. I was wronged. They sent troupes to come after me. All my sprinting was in vain. My limbs can't take me far any longer...Abruptly; I was plunged back into reality.
Noticed that the world came to a still and had had just filch some of my time, probing into my memories. As though as it feels like the "traumatizing moments" are gone, I'm certain that I've regained complete consciousness of myself. The feeling of moisture found its way to my senses. I gaped. I'm totally soaked to the skin. Someone, a guy around my age had just saved me from that whop right from few dozen feet up from some leveled ground that opens up to the sea.
Now, at the shoreline, he stared at me, like I was some aloof being that walked the Earth. Inevitably, his facial expression changed into a nasty look. "You must be insane! What were you thinking? You just plunge down like you didn't care! I'm surprised you can't swim!" He hollered at me. I didn't register what he said at all. My mind was elsewhere. My eyes wandered, the spectacular crest of sun dawning within the horizon. Presumably he waited for me to break the silence. I did like he expected, I murmur a thank-you to him that sound much more like a whisper. And turn to leave.
My heart feels like a void. I can't comprehend what to think say or to feel anymore, like a lost kid trapped in a forest. "Hey, are you okay? Sorry, I didn't mean too..." He voiced out to me with guilt. I came to a stop. His mere concern and my anguish overwhelmed me. I can no longer contain those sorrows. I cracked up. Warm tears stream down my face. It felt good. For a good moment, he seemed to see through me, as though he knew that I've been though a lot and is tormented by my traumatic memory. He came, embraces me with his heart warmed hands and held me up. "Don't worry. I'll protect you."He said, assuring me. These words eased my heart. He hugged me tight as I continue to whimper, I reciprocate by clutching his shirt tightly as I bawl like a baby, pouring all lament onto him...
-lonely world
