StillBroken is my cool lil sis!!! - surprising mystery is my uber-cool monkey!!!zowie is my lil sis !!!!- LetDeathEmbraceUs is my Wolfie !!!
BrokenKisses is my DizzyCandyFloss !!! rachel487 is my lil sis !!! nuttergirl is my kool neice !!! CrazyKat is my book buddie !!!
NO MATTER HOW BAD YOU FEEL - ONE NICE PM TO SOMEONE NEW A DAY HELPS!!! TRY IT!!!
Sorry it's been so long guys.. and it's only small.. but lyk.. yeh.. X
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Jack
March 17th 2007
02:40
He could hear the loud voices and the slow dead beep, as the woman led him closer to the room he knew his friend occupied. His eyes glanced to the face of the nurse, walking slightly ahead of him, and he saw she had heard it too. Hurrying her footsteps he increased the speed of his, as they came to the room and he was told to wait outside.
Looking earnestly through the glass he could only see a scene that he would later describe as hell. He watched on as the medical staff ripped the shirt from his friend’s chest and left it bare only for the orange rectangles to be placed there. He watched as the green line, slowly following that same path along the heart monitor, did not rise after every electrical convulsion. One small rise as it hit and then just one long line. He watched them trying to save her life until he couldn’t bare to watch anymore. Every injection they gave her pained him, every ounce of electricity passing through her body shocked him and every breath she did not take tightened his chest to the point of inevitable panic. As he slid to the ground he shut off his ears and his eyes to the world, until a slight tap on his shoulder awakened him and he looked up into the eyes of the doctor…
"Be nice. Think happy thoughts. Champion silver linings. Love all things (not just cute things like babies and kittens) & when you do love - love like they do in power ballads (you know like on a cliff with the wind in your hair and your eyes shut, knowing you'll never know love like this). Watch out for dog poo. Smile at people - even grumpy ones. Remember anything is possible & whatever you do always try to look on the bright side."
you so can't leave us hanging like this!!! Soo not fair!
Great update thou!!! xx
StillBroken is my cool lil sis!!! - surprising mystery is my uber-cool monkey!!!zowie is my lil sis !!!!- LetDeathEmbraceUs is my Wolfie !!!
BrokenKisses is my DizzyCandyFloss !!! rachel487 is my lil sis !!! nuttergirl is my kool neice !!! CrazyKat is my book buddie !!!
NO MATTER HOW BAD YOU FEEL - ONE NICE PM TO SOMEONE NEW A DAY HELPS!!! TRY IT!!!
Sorry it's taken so long guys, moving to uni's been pretty hectic.
Not long till you know..
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Rosie
December 25th 2001
23:22
The shake on the girl’s shoulder woke her up suddenly from her fallen slumber and she opened her eyes to view the shadowed face of her father, leaning sideways on one elbow to face her. “Hiya Sweetpea, how’re you doing?” was his reply to her awakening, and as her eyes scanned his face she found herself maddened by his nonchalant tone. Enraged. The girl’s reply was simple. She did not have to say any words to her father, for she knew he could see from her face exactly how she was. She needn’t make any gestures or actions to put across the hurt she was feeling, and so in reply to her father’s question she simply lifted herself up, took the keys she had placed on the shelf beside his bed, and walked out of the room silently. The girl walked out of that hospital as fast as her legs would carry her and, as she broke into a run, she ran to the only place she knew without even conscious thought that she was running to. Sitting down beside the grave, as she remembered doing those years previously, she looked down at the earth. The ground was black in the darkness, but even without light to see, she knew no daisies would be present to string. A present. Lying down beside the grave she wondered how it would feel to be lying the other side of the layer where she rested. Just how cold it would be, just how dead she would have to be. And out into the silent darkness she whispered to whoever was listening, “Merry Christmas”…
"Be nice. Think happy thoughts. Champion silver linings. Love all things (not just cute things like babies and kittens) & when you do love - love like they do in power ballads (you know like on a cliff with the wind in your hair and your eyes shut, knowing you'll never know love like this). Watch out for dog poo. Smile at people - even grumpy ones. Remember anything is possible & whatever you do always try to look on the bright side."
She's going to be ok, isn't she? They're going to save her? Please say she'll be ok...
