My breaths were trapped in the back of my throat. I was afraid to breathe, because they'd probably come out as screams. The barrel of the gun pressed harder into my head, probably leaving a mark.
"Give me your money," the voice said. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. A couple moments later he took his hand away from my mouth so I could speak.
"I-- I-- I-- don't ha-- a-- ave an-- n-- n--y," I said, my voice shaking so much it took him a while to tell what I was saying. Then he laughed darkly.
"Well, that sucks for you." I felt the gun हटाइए a little, as he put his finger on the trigger. I took a deep breath. I would not go out like this. I had somewhat of a plan, but it might just backfire and kill me. I gritted my teeth, bracing myself, then threw my head to the side, against the gun barrel. I hoped it wouldn't make him pull the trigger, and luckily it didn't; it knocked the gun out of his hand. Then I kicked back, hitting him where it counts. He whimpered a little bit, and let go of me.
I took off running. I ran as fast as I could, which was still not fast enough. I focused on my feet, trying to run fast, but still not trip. I heard the gun shot, aimed at me. I ducked, but tried to keep running. I almost fell, but luckily I didn't. Another gun shot.
Then I felt the searing pain. It was through the back of my leg, a couple inches under the back of my knee. I almost fell, but I had to keep going. I managed to run a couple और houses down, out of sight, when I couldn't handle it anymore. With each step, the bullet seemed to rip deeper and deeper into my flesh. I fell onto the sidewalk, leaving a small trail of blood. Tears ran down my face unrelenting.
I didn't know what to do. I couldn't walk home, even though it was only a half a block farther, and I couldn't scream someone's name. I feared the attacker would hear and come after me again. So I laid there on the sidewalk for a while, trying to deal with the red-hot pain.
I took a deep breath, and tried to crawl, but it did almost nothing. I got about four houses down, when I just couldn't anymore. I was exhausted. I gave up, and figured enough time had passed; the gunman was probably gone द्वारा now.
"Kirsten! Sage!" I screamed. A couple मिनटों later, and nothing. I screamed their names again. A couple मिनटों later, they finally showed up.
"Oh my God!" Kirsten said. "What happened?!" She put my arm around her shoulders, and tried to lift me up. Sage held my other side.
"I got shot," I said, keeping my leg off the ground. I winced; it hurt from even the slightest movement. Kirsten and Sage managed to get me home, and laid my carefully on the couch.
"What're we going to do?" Sage asked. Surprisingly, for a seven साल old, she was staying pretty calm.
"We need to go get Paige," Kirsten said.
"No," I कहा quickly. "She just went to work. She needs to. I'll just wait until she gets back."
"But what if it hurts आप more? It could get infected."
"I don't care. I'll wait." Kirsten pursed her lips.
"At least let me clean it with rubbing alcohol," she said. I sighed, then agreed after a little while.
Kirsten went and got the rubbing alcohol, then helped me flip over onto my stomach so the wound was faced up. She rolled up my jeans, up to my knee.
It was too much.
She had poured the alcohol into the wound, an amount probably the size of a dime, and it burned incredibly. I hissed, and buried my face in the arm of the couch.
"Sorry!" she apologized. "But I need to clean it!" She poured और alcohol into it, and it felt like my leg was on fire. I screamed, and clenched my teeth together.
"Enough!" I shouted at her. She nodded and backed away. "I'll just wait for Paige now..." I managed to actually fall asleep a while after that, despite the pain.
."What happened?!" Paige screamed, jerking me away from a nice nap. I peered over my shoulder, to see her gaping at me.
"She got shot," Sage कहा quietly. "You need to fix it." Paige stared at me, unbelieving, and then shook her head.
"Fine. Ok, ok... Um, आप guys get her to lay down on the table, under the light. I'll go get Mom's old sewing kit."
"Sewing kit?!" I squeaked.
"Yes, Shelby," she said, exasperated. "We need to get the bullet out, and sew up the wound." I whimpered as she disappeared into Mom's room, and Kirsten and Sage helped me get up. I had to lay down on the रसोई, रसोईघर table; it felt like I was being operated on. It was frightening.
"How do आप plan on getting the bullet out?" I asked when Paige came back.
"Not sure yet," she said, looking around the room. She was quiet for a moment. "There..." she said, going to the kitchen. She held up a spoon.
"Are आप fucking kidding me?!" I screeched. "No! No way!"
"It's either this, या a fishing hook, Shelby." I gulped. She grabbed something else, and threw it at my face. "Bite on it." It was a towel. I stuffed it into my mouth, and braced myself.
***
"STOP! JUST STOP!" I screamed. "JUST LEAVE IT! I CAN LIVE WITH A BULLET IN MY LEG!!"
"It's out," Paige finally said, after almost an घंटा of "surgery." I sighed a big sigh of relief. "Now we have to stitch it up," she sighed, holding up a needle and thread. I whimpered, and bit down hard on the towel again.
***
I was in tears द्वारा the end. I couldn't take it; the pain was terrible. After a half hour, the bullet hole in my leg was all stitched up. I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to move.
"Just stay here for a while," Paige said. "I'm going to put ice on it to numb it."
"You couldn't have done that before?!" I shouted at her. She pursed her lips, and shrugged sheepishly. I groaned, and put my forehead on the table. It was beaded in sweat, and I took a lot of deep breaths. She put a pack of ice in another towel on my leg cooling down the burning feeling in my leg.
"How're आप feeling?" Sage asked quietly from the couch.
"Hell," I muttered.
"Watch it," Paige said. "I let the profanities slip द्वारा before because I knew आप were in a lot of pain. Doesn't mean आप can swear now." I growled at her.
"I. Don't. Give. A. Fuck right now," I कहा through my teeth. Despite the ice, my leg still hurt like crazy. There was the sound of a door unlocking, and someone stepped in. Paige stood up, and I looked over my shoulder to see who it was.
Mom.
"Hey girls!" she कहा cheerfully. "How was your day? I had the greatest दिन with Matt! Oh, it was wonderful..." She went and got Auburn from her crib, and came back, all smiles. She sighed at me, shaking her head. "Shelby, why are आप on the table," she chastised. I groaned and let my head fall back onto the table.
"Give me your money," the voice said. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. A couple moments later he took his hand away from my mouth so I could speak.
"I-- I-- I-- don't ha-- a-- ave an-- n-- n--y," I said, my voice shaking so much it took him a while to tell what I was saying. Then he laughed darkly.
"Well, that sucks for you." I felt the gun हटाइए a little, as he put his finger on the trigger. I took a deep breath. I would not go out like this. I had somewhat of a plan, but it might just backfire and kill me. I gritted my teeth, bracing myself, then threw my head to the side, against the gun barrel. I hoped it wouldn't make him pull the trigger, and luckily it didn't; it knocked the gun out of his hand. Then I kicked back, hitting him where it counts. He whimpered a little bit, and let go of me.
I took off running. I ran as fast as I could, which was still not fast enough. I focused on my feet, trying to run fast, but still not trip. I heard the gun shot, aimed at me. I ducked, but tried to keep running. I almost fell, but luckily I didn't. Another gun shot.
Then I felt the searing pain. It was through the back of my leg, a couple inches under the back of my knee. I almost fell, but I had to keep going. I managed to run a couple और houses down, out of sight, when I couldn't handle it anymore. With each step, the bullet seemed to rip deeper and deeper into my flesh. I fell onto the sidewalk, leaving a small trail of blood. Tears ran down my face unrelenting.
I didn't know what to do. I couldn't walk home, even though it was only a half a block farther, and I couldn't scream someone's name. I feared the attacker would hear and come after me again. So I laid there on the sidewalk for a while, trying to deal with the red-hot pain.
I took a deep breath, and tried to crawl, but it did almost nothing. I got about four houses down, when I just couldn't anymore. I was exhausted. I gave up, and figured enough time had passed; the gunman was probably gone द्वारा now.
"Kirsten! Sage!" I screamed. A couple मिनटों later, and nothing. I screamed their names again. A couple मिनटों later, they finally showed up.
"Oh my God!" Kirsten said. "What happened?!" She put my arm around her shoulders, and tried to lift me up. Sage held my other side.
"I got shot," I said, keeping my leg off the ground. I winced; it hurt from even the slightest movement. Kirsten and Sage managed to get me home, and laid my carefully on the couch.
"What're we going to do?" Sage asked. Surprisingly, for a seven साल old, she was staying pretty calm.
"We need to go get Paige," Kirsten said.
"No," I कहा quickly. "She just went to work. She needs to. I'll just wait until she gets back."
"But what if it hurts आप more? It could get infected."
"I don't care. I'll wait." Kirsten pursed her lips.
"At least let me clean it with rubbing alcohol," she said. I sighed, then agreed after a little while.
Kirsten went and got the rubbing alcohol, then helped me flip over onto my stomach so the wound was faced up. She rolled up my jeans, up to my knee.
It was too much.
She had poured the alcohol into the wound, an amount probably the size of a dime, and it burned incredibly. I hissed, and buried my face in the arm of the couch.
"Sorry!" she apologized. "But I need to clean it!" She poured और alcohol into it, and it felt like my leg was on fire. I screamed, and clenched my teeth together.
"Enough!" I shouted at her. She nodded and backed away. "I'll just wait for Paige now..." I managed to actually fall asleep a while after that, despite the pain.
."What happened?!" Paige screamed, jerking me away from a nice nap. I peered over my shoulder, to see her gaping at me.
"She got shot," Sage कहा quietly. "You need to fix it." Paige stared at me, unbelieving, and then shook her head.
"Fine. Ok, ok... Um, आप guys get her to lay down on the table, under the light. I'll go get Mom's old sewing kit."
"Sewing kit?!" I squeaked.
"Yes, Shelby," she said, exasperated. "We need to get the bullet out, and sew up the wound." I whimpered as she disappeared into Mom's room, and Kirsten and Sage helped me get up. I had to lay down on the रसोई, रसोईघर table; it felt like I was being operated on. It was frightening.
"How do आप plan on getting the bullet out?" I asked when Paige came back.
"Not sure yet," she said, looking around the room. She was quiet for a moment. "There..." she said, going to the kitchen. She held up a spoon.
"Are आप fucking kidding me?!" I screeched. "No! No way!"
"It's either this, या a fishing hook, Shelby." I gulped. She grabbed something else, and threw it at my face. "Bite on it." It was a towel. I stuffed it into my mouth, and braced myself.
***
"STOP! JUST STOP!" I screamed. "JUST LEAVE IT! I CAN LIVE WITH A BULLET IN MY LEG!!"
"It's out," Paige finally said, after almost an घंटा of "surgery." I sighed a big sigh of relief. "Now we have to stitch it up," she sighed, holding up a needle and thread. I whimpered, and bit down hard on the towel again.
***
I was in tears द्वारा the end. I couldn't take it; the pain was terrible. After a half hour, the bullet hole in my leg was all stitched up. I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to move.
"Just stay here for a while," Paige said. "I'm going to put ice on it to numb it."
"You couldn't have done that before?!" I shouted at her. She pursed her lips, and shrugged sheepishly. I groaned, and put my forehead on the table. It was beaded in sweat, and I took a lot of deep breaths. She put a pack of ice in another towel on my leg cooling down the burning feeling in my leg.
"How're आप feeling?" Sage asked quietly from the couch.
"Hell," I muttered.
"Watch it," Paige said. "I let the profanities slip द्वारा before because I knew आप were in a lot of pain. Doesn't mean आप can swear now." I growled at her.
"I. Don't. Give. A. Fuck right now," I कहा through my teeth. Despite the ice, my leg still hurt like crazy. There was the sound of a door unlocking, and someone stepped in. Paige stood up, and I looked over my shoulder to see who it was.
Mom.
"Hey girls!" she कहा cheerfully. "How was your day? I had the greatest दिन with Matt! Oh, it was wonderful..." She went and got Auburn from her crib, and came back, all smiles. She sighed at me, shaking her head. "Shelby, why are आप on the table," she chastised. I groaned and let my head fall back onto the table.
what a stupid! love! love! love! "i प्यार love" "everybody needs to be a lover" "true love" all those stupid words! "bla bla bla"
प्यार is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , आप can't even define it. आप know why? because it isn't there! that's why आप can't say i am in प्यार and say the same word after two years या two days.
आप see, if it worked with your lover, आप 'll say आप loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
आप are all stupid, lovers!
आप aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
आप may not believe me now, but आप will, in few years in your life.
प्यार is a legend.
प्यार is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , आप can't even define it. आप know why? because it isn't there! that's why आप can't say i am in प्यार and say the same word after two years या two days.
आप see, if it worked with your lover, आप 'll say आप loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
आप are all stupid, lovers!
आप aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
आप may not believe me now, but आप will, in few years in your life.
प्यार is a legend.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do आप see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When आप look at the world आप always see the small things. आप never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised द्वारा ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… या never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but आप ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When आप look at the world आप always see the small things. आप never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised द्वारा ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… या never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but आप ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be लेख worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two फ्रेंड्स are Sirens ( a different kind than आप think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring आग and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were फ्रेंड्स and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this लॉस्ट sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were फ्रेंड्स and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it या leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down द्वारा the river
या other times द्वारा her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever द्वारा her side
She’s avoided द्वारा everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down द्वारा the river
या other times द्वारा her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever द्वारा her side
She’s avoided द्वारा everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…