just read the whole story it's amazing i don't know how i missed it and havn't read it before today.
You had me crying when i thought Rosie had died.
You are a very talented writer, can't wait for the next update.
We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken
Awh Magzaz I can't believe you bumped this :P
Aight guys, thankyou very much for your comments.. I'll try and get writing some more when I have a chance <3
"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."
"People have abused you lots in the past? Why do you then abuse yourself more?" - Quote
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone, Sometimes I feel like I'm not that strong, Sometimes I feel nothing at all, Sometimes I feel vulnerable, Sometimes I feel a little fragile
“The good things don’t always soften the bad, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”
“Nobody important? Blimey, that’s amazing. Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before.”
“If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.”
I have actually written a little more than this, but i'm missing a middle section so can't actually post it yet :P
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March 20th 2007
15:43
As she felt the weight on her body lighten slightly, she suddenly became very away of a blockage in her airway. Panic overwhelmed her body once more, the bliss of a lifted weight disappearing fast and, gagging horribly, her attention was focused completely on freeing the object asphyxiating her lungs.
“NURSE, NURSE, SHE’S CHOKING!”
That voice again, he could see her panic, her fight, he was trying to help her. She could here more voices quickly, surrounding her, they were helping her too. Soon after the voices she felt the unexpected pull on the blockage in her throat, she felt the slide of the object from her windpipe and slowly but surely out of her mouth.
“It’s okay, as Rosie’s brain was becoming more awake and she was regaining consciousness, her brain clearly became more aware of the air tube helping her to breathe and to her it will have felt it as if she was choking, she’s breathing for herself now.”
“Thankyou, thankyou, you hear that Rose? You’re breathing for yourself now… Rose, can you hear me?”
Exhausted once more, Rosie’s eyes remained closed. She could hear the voice closer now, almost close enough to touch, to reply… but not quite. And as the girl’s head slowly darkened once more, she felt herself slowly drifting again into a deep sleep of silence…
"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."
Woooooooo!!
More please....was soooo worth the wait!!!
Already looking forward to the next bit!! xx
"People have abused you lots in the past? Why do you then abuse yourself more?" - Quote
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone, Sometimes I feel like I'm not that strong, Sometimes I feel nothing at all, Sometimes I feel vulnerable, Sometimes I feel a little fragile
“The good things don’t always soften the bad, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”
“Nobody important? Blimey, that’s amazing. Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before.”
“If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.”
Sorry to bump but I just read the whole story and it is amazing! I write alot of RP stories more about elves and such but this is really something. I am inspired. Great work :)
The girl stirred in her pink pjamas as the woman standing over her continued to shake her shoulder lightly. “Rose wake up, I’ve got a surprise for you, come on darling…”
As her eyes drifted open they were met with the warm face of her mother, her face more gaunt now, greying slightly, but her eyes as warm as the day they’d first looked at her. And she smiled as she watched her daughter’s eyes slowly light up with excitement at the thought of a night time adventure.
“What’s going on mummy?” “You’ll just have to wait and see won’t you! Now follow me…”
The girl followed her mother out of her room and down the stairs, the anticipation bubbling inside her. She didn’t know why her mother had woken her up, but she knew it was good. This wasn’t the first time she had come to her in the middle of the night, and she sometimes waited with hope in the evenings for any sign that she would do so again. It was these times the girl could watch her mother in her true element, their excitement radiating from one to the other until wherever they were, whatever they were doing, they became giggling heaps on the floor. These were the best times she could remember… the times that would later be referred to her as ‘episodes’…but the times she’d always simply remember as the happy ones.
On arriving at the kitchen her mother stopped her, “right Rose, I want you to close your eyes and count to ten and then you can come in okay?” She could hear the excitement in her mother’s voice, and nodding steadily she closed her eyes and started counting. In her mind it was the longest ten seconds ever, but really her speedy counting only made it to seven seconds, and as she entered the kitchen and looked around she wished she could have spent that extra seven seconds in their with her mother. The kitchen was covered from top to bottom in streamers, not a surface was free from food and not a single piece of wall was free from colour. The girl’s eyes were alight as she viewed the room and the feast that her mother had lain out for them.
“You like it?” she heard her mother ask her quietly. “Mummy this is amazing!”
She watched and grinned as her mother failed to hide the proud smile that newly covered her face, a manic high for her, a real high for her child.
And for the last time they smiled and laughed, they ate and drank, they danced and sung, until they could smile, laugh, eat, drink, dance and sing no more…
"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."
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