Hey everyone. I've been really busy reading books,hanging with friend, school, of course, and I've been non- stop working on my music, so I've been really busy with all that.
But, I'm back, and ready to start writing and typing again.
I'm definitely excited to be back on the keyboard working on my novels. :)
So, get ready for some more chapters, cause I'm writing and typing as much as possible. :)
VISIONS IS GONNA BE DONE ON THE BLOG, IN JUST 2 WEEKS, SO I'LL BE UPLOADING ABUT 2 CHAPTERS A DAY, AND I'M ABOUT TO GET STARTED TYPING DANGEROUS FEELINGS, AND I'M STILL WRITING DOWN A COUPLE OTHER BKS, SI STICK AROUND. :)
Friday, January 28, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
The Beginning of the Story of Anabel (Chapter 1 of Dangerous Feelings)
I've never had feelings for someone before.
Well, I have, but not as much feelings for anyone like I had, four months ago, for him, the one.
He was caring, but he betrayed me.
Kind, but also a jerk.
He was there for every moment that I needed someone, and every time I listen to my favorite song, I can remember us dancing, under the gazebo. Under all the lights shining right on him like he was an angel. It was perfect; my perfect moment.
Yet, I probably shouldn't skip through how we met, and the middle of it, so I'll go back to the start.
The first day of me being fourteen. It was also the first day of school back from summer.
I could see my best friends Rayna and Jasmine coming out of their cars in the parking lot. They headed to the entrance, where I was standing.
They yelled out my name, Anabel.
I'm living in Georgia, with my dad and brother Jason. He's supposed to be in college, but he quit to help me grow up, since- my mom died.
She was the closest person to me. But, she's in a better place, and I have to make it through, because I have to be strong.
I changed my whole self for her. I was a goth; emo as it could get.
She hated it. All of it.
So, I thought, after she died, I didn't want her to suffer,so I changed everything about me. My school, life, my friends, my clothes, everything that made me, me.
For my mom.
But anyways, back to school.
They ran over to me.
"Hey Ana!" they yelled.
I hugged them both softly, and then grabbed my backpack off the ground.
"So, how was summer? Mine? Great." Rayna said.
"Fine, I guess." I replied.
"Did you go to Rome?" Jasmine said.
"Uh..no. Not this year." I said.
My biggest dream, ever since I was nine years old, even with my black and sharp accessories covering me, was to go to Rome.
My parents met there, and I've always wanted to see every speck of where my mom was, where she stayed on the vacation, and I always hope, I'd even meet the one for me. Of course money is definitely tight at my house, so I know I'm keeping that dream on hold for a little while.
The bell rang.
"Well, back to school." Jasmine said, as we walked inside.
"More like back to prison." Rayna said.
I chuckled a little, and then headed in.
Notes, reports, homework, same old. Everything I could list of school, I already have.
And it goes on to the end of the school day, where you end it off getting hit in the head with a dodge ball, and an evil coach as loud as a bullhorn, making you run as many laps as you can, until you're literally one of the kids on the ground drenched in sweat, having trouble breathing, as apparently standing up.
I hate gym class.
After gym, I went to the bathroom to change out of my gym clothes. I put on my black leggings, and a short purple sundress. I grabbed my flip flops, and then headed out to the bus.
I grabbed a seat by Rayna, as we rode home.
Well, I have, but not as much feelings for anyone like I had, four months ago, for him, the one.
He was caring, but he betrayed me.
Kind, but also a jerk.
He was there for every moment that I needed someone, and every time I listen to my favorite song, I can remember us dancing, under the gazebo. Under all the lights shining right on him like he was an angel. It was perfect; my perfect moment.
Yet, I probably shouldn't skip through how we met, and the middle of it, so I'll go back to the start.
The first day of me being fourteen. It was also the first day of school back from summer.
I could see my best friends Rayna and Jasmine coming out of their cars in the parking lot. They headed to the entrance, where I was standing.
They yelled out my name, Anabel.
I'm living in Georgia, with my dad and brother Jason. He's supposed to be in college, but he quit to help me grow up, since- my mom died.
She was the closest person to me. But, she's in a better place, and I have to make it through, because I have to be strong.
I changed my whole self for her. I was a goth; emo as it could get.
She hated it. All of it.
So, I thought, after she died, I didn't want her to suffer,so I changed everything about me. My school, life, my friends, my clothes, everything that made me, me.
For my mom.
But anyways, back to school.
They ran over to me.
"Hey Ana!" they yelled.
I hugged them both softly, and then grabbed my backpack off the ground.
"So, how was summer? Mine? Great." Rayna said.
"Fine, I guess." I replied.
"Did you go to Rome?" Jasmine said.
"Uh..no. Not this year." I said.
My biggest dream, ever since I was nine years old, even with my black and sharp accessories covering me, was to go to Rome.
My parents met there, and I've always wanted to see every speck of where my mom was, where she stayed on the vacation, and I always hope, I'd even meet the one for me. Of course money is definitely tight at my house, so I know I'm keeping that dream on hold for a little while.
The bell rang.
"Well, back to school." Jasmine said, as we walked inside.
"More like back to prison." Rayna said.
I chuckled a little, and then headed in.
Notes, reports, homework, same old. Everything I could list of school, I already have.
And it goes on to the end of the school day, where you end it off getting hit in the head with a dodge ball, and an evil coach as loud as a bullhorn, making you run as many laps as you can, until you're literally one of the kids on the ground drenched in sweat, having trouble breathing, as apparently standing up.
I hate gym class.
After gym, I went to the bathroom to change out of my gym clothes. I put on my black leggings, and a short purple sundress. I grabbed my flip flops, and then headed out to the bus.
I grabbed a seat by Rayna, as we rode home.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Epilogue of Cold Summer
I was cold. Like solid ice, sliding on the ground. Yet, I felt OK, except for the chills on my body, running through me like crazy.
I was lying on the ground, my hand shaking. The sirens in the background were cutting the feeling in my ears as it kept ringing over and over again.
My head was numb on the cold floor, and I could feel my stomach growling.
My eyes then opened up all the way, and I heard two voices.
It was the guys.
I slowly rose up, and I saw an ambulance come to my left.
I rose to my feet, and they picked me up. They lied me down in the ambulance bed. Both of them were both outside of the ambulance.
Only one of the guys could come with me on the ride to the hospital, and-
be with me.
They both were in love with me, and I was in love with both of them.
I had to decide.
So I reached out and grabbed his hand.
He the got in and came to my side.
I looked back at him, as I saw him nod at me, and then slowly walk off.
They then shut the door, and I fell asleep on the ride there, a little sad, but Ok I had him.
We finally reached it, and they opened up the doors. The pulled me out onto the bed, and then rolled me into the hospital.
I could see the bright lights flying by me as I was going through the hallway. I looked up to the ceiling, and I saw the sign they were taking me by.
ER.
My heart then started to pound as much as it could, while I was still breathing.
He sat beside me, as I then was put to sleep. I shut my eyes multiple times, but I kept waking back up to see if he was there. Thankfully, very time he was.
I then trusted myself to go to bed, and I shut my eyes.
Everything was pitch black.
No dreams.
Everything was just weird.
I finally woke up the next morning, and he was still sitting there, watching me wake up. He helped me slowly rose up.
"Are you OK?" he asked, as he sat back down.
I didn't respond for a minute, but I then regained conscious.
It was difficult to speak, but I was able to say,
"What happened?"
I was lying on the ground, my hand shaking. The sirens in the background were cutting the feeling in my ears as it kept ringing over and over again.
My head was numb on the cold floor, and I could feel my stomach growling.
My eyes then opened up all the way, and I heard two voices.
It was the guys.
I slowly rose up, and I saw an ambulance come to my left.
I rose to my feet, and they picked me up. They lied me down in the ambulance bed. Both of them were both outside of the ambulance.
Only one of the guys could come with me on the ride to the hospital, and-
be with me.
They both were in love with me, and I was in love with both of them.
I had to decide.
So I reached out and grabbed his hand.
He the got in and came to my side.
I looked back at him, as I saw him nod at me, and then slowly walk off.
They then shut the door, and I fell asleep on the ride there, a little sad, but Ok I had him.
We finally reached it, and they opened up the doors. The pulled me out onto the bed, and then rolled me into the hospital.
I could see the bright lights flying by me as I was going through the hallway. I looked up to the ceiling, and I saw the sign they were taking me by.
ER.
My heart then started to pound as much as it could, while I was still breathing.
He sat beside me, as I then was put to sleep. I shut my eyes multiple times, but I kept waking back up to see if he was there. Thankfully, very time he was.
I then trusted myself to go to bed, and I shut my eyes.
Everything was pitch black.
No dreams.
Everything was just weird.
I finally woke up the next morning, and he was still sitting there, watching me wake up. He helped me slowly rose up.
"Are you OK?" he asked, as he sat back down.
I didn't respond for a minute, but I then regained conscious.
It was difficult to speak, but I was able to say,
"What happened?"
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