Out of Our Hands Chapter 17Chapter 17Out of Our Hands Chapter 17
Before I even knew it, Fourth of July was already here. It was a lovely day, a little hot, nothing to complain about though. My feet seemed to pound against the tile flooring, as I ran back and forth through the house. It was a mystery how much trash was able to accumulate in just a week. Even this disgusted me, and I am quite the slob. There was Dr. Pepper cans on every shelf, papers scattered with illegible notes scribed on them, and all sorts of plates. To be honest it would probably never be clean if I didn’t have company over so often.
Slowly but steadily I began to see my car
Out of Our Hands: Revised Ch 2Chapter 2Out of Our Hands: Revised Ch 2
Another school day had gone by, there was only a month left until summer. The weeks were turning like pages of a book short but piecing together slowly. I was getting work done quicker then teachers could give it to me. No one seemed to care about the last grading period after standardized testing was done with. I wished the whole year had been like this, but I needed more work to get my grades up. I tried not to worry too much about it despite doing my best. If anything could sum up my feelings about the end of the year, grades aside, it would be relief.
Nothing eventful had happened Sophomore year,
Out of Our Hands: Revised Ch 1Chapter 1Out of Our Hands: Revised Ch 1
Spring has to be my favorite season. Despite the harsh unforgiving season that comes before it, all the trees, flowers, rolling grass, and animals emerging from their winter slumber come stronger, better then the last. The fact that something so unpleasantly bearable can end in something so beautiful, made me wonder.
Also with spring came fun outside, warm weather, and the ending of school. I was very ready for this boring year to be done with. Sophomore year was just a blur of being busy and bored. This had to end, I was sick of working. Tired of being cooped up in the house. This summer I wanted to
Out of Our Hands Chapter 16Chapter 16Out of Our Hands Chapter 16
The few moment after a wake up, before realizing where I am or how I got there are some of the most blissful moments in life. Unfortunately, like everything, those moments were only temporary. My eyes got wider while I clenched my covers at the sudden realization that it was Wednesday. The Day. That I was finally going to tell them.
“Oh god no,” I whined pulling the covers over my whole head as I aimlessly rolled around.
“No, No, No, No, No…” I repeated in a mumbley state. “Why couldn’t have June lasted longer? A week? A couple days? No, no, no.
HerThey way they looked at her They way they held her hand They way they always treated her Just like a one-night-standHer
I knew that I had loved her I knew I felt deject I knew that I could treat her With love, kindness, and respect
I hid my feelings from her Not knowing what she'd think Not knowing that one day It would bring me to the brink
I should have told her sooner But if I did we wouldn't be where we are now And to be quite frank... I'm happy she loves me too. ♥
Pride
Let me say this... UGH!
Pain
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["You wanna be an AirForce Ranger!
You wanna live a life of danger!
You don't wanna get raped by strangers!"]
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["You wanna be an AirForce Ranger!
You wanna live a life of danger!
You don't wanna get raped by strangers!"]
you should write smore of this smawesome story
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mneh! i omnomnomed your mou
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"Not all who wander are lost"
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"Not all who wander are lost"
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"Not all who wander are lost"
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"Not all who wander are lost"
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