nighthunter098

It just never stops, and never slows down. Every hope you have, it’s just a lie. This time is too fast it makes us all drown. It hits every house, every town. Erodes the familiar, all the ties. It just never stops, and never slows down. Its greedy and selfish, it gets the crown. All the plans you make always go awry. This time is too fast it makes us all drown. Look at all the people, their lips a frown. The only way to survive is to deny. It just never stops, and never slows down. Save the things you can and turn it around. No one’s left, only yourself to rely. This time is too fast it makes us all drown. When we ge

It is not because it’s Mother’s Day And I am not saying this just because. I have so many thoughts, so much to say The jumble of words inside lets see what it does. I will make it short, I will make it sweet. Some of those that are most important, Listen up and have a seat, Wait for it and listen to me rant. You say you love me everyday And I know every single word is true Even when everything turns to grey, You always seem to know what to do. You can tell when I’m happy and when I’m sad. You know when to give me space, and when to give me a hug. I know I can come to you no matter what day I’ve had. I s

Is it normal to feel so terrified? Some tears and sobs make it out now and then. Standing in a cloud, nothing clarified. It will get better, but no one knows when. I pretend not to be so scared out there Everyone says I have done my best. I’ll try to keep quiet, just answer my prayer. Help me through this and I’ll do all the rest. Fear tries to escape anyway it can. Leaving everything you know is hard. Just erase it all with the simplest plan. I know its scary ‘cause I’ll come out scarred. We’ll be okay, that’s the best guarantee. ‘Cause we all have to get there, don’t we?

I mopped at lunch as Maryana, Atarah, and William who sat at our table today, told the others what I had said in second hour.  I didn't get it.  We had talked about this yesterday, so this shouldn't have been that exciting.  But that wasn't the case.  People wanted to know more.  After ten minutes of drilling me, I told them that I didn't remember much about it.  I had hit my head pretty hard so there was no point in continuing the conversation. So they stopped. What we all did in stead was worse.  They switched gears from asking about the car crash to Nathan and all of his work.  They wanted to know details about his work, and how many cel

I got up on my own the next morning having set my cell phone to ring five minutes earlier than Gloria would have come in to wake me up. I showered, curled my hair again, and brushed on a little mascara before descending the stairs. Instead of going into the dining room like I knew I was supposed to, I went straight into the kitchen. The stools there were just as comfortable as the dining chairs. And they had perks. No parents. I got a ham omelet placed on my plate, a glass of orange next to that and a bowl of fruit in a matter of ten seconds. These cooks were good. My morning was going better than I had hoped after the day I had. That is u

I left the bathroom only for a minute to grab my phone. When I turned around to go back into the bathroom, my mom was right there, blocking my way. Her hands on her hips, she stepped toward me. "So how was school? You never really answered my question before." I tried to side step her, but she followed my movements like it was a dance. I sighed, trying not to freak out. "It was fine Mom." Her hands left her hips to hang lazily at her sides. "You don't sound so convincing." I tried to side step her again. "Whatever." "What's wrong with you Candace?" I shrugged, but didn't answer. I had so many things that were wrong right now I didn't kn

I eyed Trevor and Aiden suspiciously, trying to wrap my head the both of them. They had dragged me out here in the middle of the woods how? What had they done exactly to earn my trust? Nothing. So then what? I was here in the middle of nowhere to have pancakes and bacon with two random strangers on snowmobiles. What was wrong with me? How could I have suckered myself into coming here? I stared at Aiden and Trevor as they glared at each other. Both of them seemed deep into an unspoken conversation. They were so weird, and yet…I found myself drawn to their mysterious behavior. They were different, that was sure, but in a dangerous, fun,

I got escorted to the rest of my classes by Maryana. Seventh period didn’t come fast enough. I had to tell myself over and over that I only had one hour left and there was nothing to worry about. When I went in to talk to the teacher with Maryana for the first time, I was frozen by the sight of the only other students in the room. Three guys in the back corner, all staring at me like they had at lunch time. The honey color hair one was missing. I broke my gaze from them and gaze my seventh hour teacher a smile. “I’m Candace Heart and I’m a new student in this class.” The teacher I knew as Ms. Jenks smiled back. 

Mr. Varner called on me a lot during the hour to give examples. I knew what to say most of the time, and wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Now that he saw I was one of the people in his class that actually knew what he was talking about, he called on me often. I glanced at Trevor a lot, and noticed he was sitting next to a blond boy that looked like the one I saw in the mall yesterday, but I didn’t think it was him. His eyes were a light blue, not a dark black. Neither Trevor nor the other blonde one glanced at me. If they had, I was sure I could have felt it burning holes in my face. When the bell rang for clas

The next morning when Gloria comes to wake me, I’m already up. I was up half the night, trying to decide what I could possibly do to get out of it. Now, I’m sitting in the dining room, looking at my humungous muffin on my plate. By the looks of things at this moment, I’m not going to get out of it. I may make myself late on the first day, but that is about all I can do for myself right now. Gloria ran my bath water and called me when it was ready. The cons to having a maid are that you don’t get to do anything for yourself. Yeah, that may be the point of having one, but it is just really irritating. Since you can’t d