"Mother what's happening? I don't want to leave father." सियारा कहा getting dragged द्वारा her wrist द्वारा her mother.
"It will be all explained later, but I need आप to hide in the tunnels for now."
"Mother. NO! I want to stay with father."
"And then what? Be killed! आप see if father dies आप need to be safe. Now go." Her mother कहा as she gave her to the maid of the house.
"Make sure आप take good care of her." Her mother कहा as she turned to leave
I will protect her with my life. Your grace." The maid कहा taking सियारा down the staircase which lead to the hidden tunnels
As the maid and सियारा leave down the tunnel सियारा starts to mumble to herself.
“I'm a big girl. I can fight along side my father in battle.”
“You stay here, I will come back with the news of the battle.” the maid कहा turning away from Ciara.
“Stay here. Stay safe. Go hide. Don't cry. Who do they think I am.” सियारा said
A few hours go द्वारा and सियारा soon fell asleep.
“Ciara, wake up.” the maid कहा as she gently nudged सियारा on the arm.
“What. What happened?” सियारा कहा as she slowly got up from the cold and dark ground.
“It's over. We have won the battle.” The maid कहा but with a very grim expression on her face.
“Wha...What's wrong. We won right? Were's my father?” सियारा said
“Even though we won. Your father was a ब्रेव man and he.....didn't make it.”
“NO! Thats not true. I don't believe you. Your lying!” सियारा कहा as she rushed passed the maid.
“Father! Father! Where are you?” सियारा कहा searching the court yard grounds for her loved one. That's when she noticed her mother. She was sitting in the middle of the courtyard on her knees. Crying.
सियारा slowly walked over to her mothers side.
This was the first time she has ever seen her mother cry.
“No this can not be happening.” सियारा had thought to herself
She ran into the गढ़, महल to her room rushing past all the maids and workers. Slamming her door behind her and letting her pillows soak up all her tears.
Knock-knock
“Go away.” brushing the tears off her face
Her mother slowly peaked around the door and walked in and sat on the edge of the बिस्तर right अगला to Ciara.
“It's going to be ok, Honey.” Her mother whispered in her ear.
“HOW CAN आप SAY THAT! Fathers dead and were the only ones left to keep the kingdom!” सियारा yelled
“We have to be calm and now we have to start your training.” Her mother said
“My training?”
“Yes, as princess of Relisira आप will need to know how to protect yourself when no one is around.”
“But i'm only10 years old. I don't know anything about fighting या protecting.”
“You will learn my daughter and आप will become ब्रेव just like your father. Do आप understand.”
“Yes mother. I do.” सियारा कहा as she watched her mother leave the room.
~ 5 years later~
“Ok, I give up Leo. Where is that boy?”
“Ha, got you.” Leo कहा sneaking up behind सियारा holding a sword at her throat
“I'm done practicing today. I need a break.” सियारा she shrugging Leo off of her.
"It will be all explained later, but I need आप to hide in the tunnels for now."
"Mother. NO! I want to stay with father."
"And then what? Be killed! आप see if father dies आप need to be safe. Now go." Her mother कहा as she gave her to the maid of the house.
"Make sure आप take good care of her." Her mother कहा as she turned to leave
I will protect her with my life. Your grace." The maid कहा taking सियारा down the staircase which lead to the hidden tunnels
As the maid and सियारा leave down the tunnel सियारा starts to mumble to herself.
“I'm a big girl. I can fight along side my father in battle.”
“You stay here, I will come back with the news of the battle.” the maid कहा turning away from Ciara.
“Stay here. Stay safe. Go hide. Don't cry. Who do they think I am.” सियारा said
A few hours go द्वारा and सियारा soon fell asleep.
“Ciara, wake up.” the maid कहा as she gently nudged सियारा on the arm.
“What. What happened?” सियारा कहा as she slowly got up from the cold and dark ground.
“It's over. We have won the battle.” The maid कहा but with a very grim expression on her face.
“Wha...What's wrong. We won right? Were's my father?” सियारा said
“Even though we won. Your father was a ब्रेव man and he.....didn't make it.”
“NO! Thats not true. I don't believe you. Your lying!” सियारा कहा as she rushed passed the maid.
“Father! Father! Where are you?” सियारा कहा searching the court yard grounds for her loved one. That's when she noticed her mother. She was sitting in the middle of the courtyard on her knees. Crying.
सियारा slowly walked over to her mothers side.
This was the first time she has ever seen her mother cry.
“No this can not be happening.” सियारा had thought to herself
She ran into the गढ़, महल to her room rushing past all the maids and workers. Slamming her door behind her and letting her pillows soak up all her tears.
Knock-knock
“Go away.” brushing the tears off her face
Her mother slowly peaked around the door and walked in and sat on the edge of the बिस्तर right अगला to Ciara.
“It's going to be ok, Honey.” Her mother whispered in her ear.
“HOW CAN आप SAY THAT! Fathers dead and were the only ones left to keep the kingdom!” सियारा yelled
“We have to be calm and now we have to start your training.” Her mother said
“My training?”
“Yes, as princess of Relisira आप will need to know how to protect yourself when no one is around.”
“But i'm only10 years old. I don't know anything about fighting या protecting.”
“You will learn my daughter and आप will become ब्रेव just like your father. Do आप understand.”
“Yes mother. I do.” सियारा कहा as she watched her mother leave the room.
~ 5 years later~
“Ok, I give up Leo. Where is that boy?”
“Ha, got you.” Leo कहा sneaking up behind सियारा holding a sword at her throat
“I'm done practicing today. I need a break.” सियारा she shrugging Leo off of her.
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to निगलना, निगल, निगल संकलन me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that आप will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. अगला time, I invite आप to शामिल होइए with us on our battle. And it will be even और life-consuming, if आप know what that means.
This is for all the kids who are bullied द्वारा words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.
आप yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I हटाइए on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
या lift
me up.
Why must
आप hurt
me?
आप yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I हटाइए on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
या lift
me up.
Why must
आप hurt
me?
Watch out guys for 21!
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my फ्रेंड्स were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my फ्रेंड्स to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My फ्रेंड्स have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a पेड़ and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. अगला thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....
