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VALOheart: haha! oh.
VALOheart: at work.
VALOheart: i wrote on a register I <3 Amanda! lol..i'm a loser.. =/
manda loves joo: really???
VALOheart: yeah
manda loves joo: AW!
Danny:
Ummm well I was sleeping and drooling all over myself when I wake up. And there I see Amanda laughing her ass off at me. Well, Amanda, what can I say? She's really nice. I met her in geometry and shes a lot of fun to be around. She's a hopeless romantic and you would be lucky to be her friend. Just dont get on her bad side, she ain't a lil preppy ass fake biach. She just says it straight out as things are, and its pretty cool. So yeah, dats ma friend Amanda from my drooling days in geoemtry and nipple rubbing on camera. She's pretty cool.
Kelley:
The young woman wore a beautiful white silk dress with red frills at the bottom. She held a small gold clutch purse in her arms, holding it tightly to her chest. Her soft curls fell around her face, bouncing down her shoulders. She walked silently through the mid-nights streets of old Italy with her held head low. Her eye make-up streaked down her face in black tears as her heels clicked on the cobblestone sidewalk. She walked over to the vivaria and walked down the stone steps to the small dock. She handed the man a small fee and stepped into the boat. He pushed off the dock and slowly moved the boat in the direction of the moon. She weeped silently as she heard the outside serenades at the small restaurants, singing to the couples who were together. The song filled her head with the silent glisten on the water under the boat. It began to slow as she new she reached her destination, she began to cry even more, holding her tears and sobs into her hands. She brought her head into her lap and sat by herself and the boat men. She looked up to see she was in the middle of the river still. Confused the wiped her tears and looked back at the old river man who was smiling at her and holding his cheek to his rowing pole. He pointed to the front of her and she looked back. She saw nothing but a rose fell into her lap from above, she gasped and looked above. She looked at the top of the bridge where he stood his head resting off to one side smiling at her. She held the rose to her chest and began to giggle. He looked back down at her and also began to laugh. They both began to laugh together as he walked down the bridge, down to the stairs of the dock and put one foot into the boat. He held his arm out to her as his other held to a lamp post. "My dear?", he gestured. She wiped her tears and took his hand as he quickly pulled her into a tight hug. She buried her face into his chest as she began to giggle and cry, the serenaded sympathy filling her head with joy.
Kelley:
She fell asleep in the steam hot water of the shower. Into a blank sleep, for she had no dreams. She was woken up by a hand touching her face. Not an alarming touch, but a soft gentle kind of touch. At first she could only feel the icicle sting of the cold water. She shivered under it's undying weight but yet also was soothed by the boys warm touch. She opened her eyes only to be greeted by a fuzzy image of where she was, but soon focused on the black uniform of the boy she knew too well.
"Are you feeling all right my dear?", He would ask her, with the same smile on his face that he always had. She said nothing but only rolled over so she wouldn't have to look at him. Pulling the curtain fully back he stepped into the shower, clothed in all, and placed his arms under her weight, pulling her up from the tub surface. She clung to his shirt as he held her to his chest inside the shower, not even thinking about his clothes becoming completely drenched. The cold water felt even more freezing as she began to wake up. Causing her to dig herself even more into him.
"Its cold....," she mumbled.
Stepping out from the shower, he took down a towel from the rack on the wall and wrapped it around her quivering frame.
Walking into the one room living space of the brick city apartment he placed her on the floor in front of the heater. As he walked away to his solitary place of rest, she reached out and grabbed the bottom of his pant leg.
"Stay with me a little longer......Scaribin?"
Keith:
i remember so many times that i felt helpless, seeing you the way you were; and having no possible way to cheer you up. that, i wanted to do more than anythin; it makes me feel better to do, but really i couldnt. I remember trying to take everything in and understand you better. And i think i really have, but of course not to the full extent. I understand where you are is an honest place to be, how you feel is a pure-hearted way to feel. But doing what you want to do is tearing you apart. I remember the time i made you cry. I told you what i thought you needed to hear, and there's more to it but i felt bad saying what i already said. I understand it was alot to take and i may not have gone about it the best way. I understand though that maybe in the back of your mind it may have sunk in, and i really hope to help. i understand things in a way most people wouldnt sometimes. Just understand i really care for you
Nessa:
once upon a time, there was a badass named manda. (i think you can see where this is going, but i'll continue anyway) so one day manda decides to meet up with her two other badass friends, nessa & chelsea*. they decide to visit nessa's place of employment (for what reason, i am still not sure...) and end up walking all the way to nick's house (no, nick isn't a badass & i'm not sure whether dairy queen or nick's house was first) at some point though, manda, chelsea*, and nessa end up at nick's and jump on his trampoline for a while. the three badasses then walk to the beach where it is terribly cold outside so nessa calls nick and he brings her a sweater. IN A STOLEN CAR(he's not quite badass enough yet...) so nick stole his aunt's car and then drove the three badasses around town. upon departure, badass nessa stole both nick's brother's sweatshirt and nick's cell phone. nick called his cell phone to figure out where it was and nessa & manda took turns hanging up on him. manda wanted to steal his brother's sweater for good, but nessa was a cautious badass and returned it later. oh & when the day was over they ate chinese food and nessa unfotuneatly went to work at the god forsaken dairy queen. the end. (damn that hurt my brain to remember so much lol)
Kelly:
hmm..where to begin...
Amanda, you are truly one of the greatest people i have met so far. You are so sweet and kind to everyone, it's almost sickening. (lol j/k!!)
You are a very sweet girl, and everything POSITIVE that you have in your life, you deserve.
I really never thought that there was another person out there, that had pretty much the same level of caring for others over themselves as i do.
I enjoy hanging out with you, you are so fun! But at the same time, you make everything all laid-back and chill. <--- me trying to use cool people words.
heh.
I really don't know what else to say except, that I love you!! and so do so many others. and I hope you know that it is true. =D
I FUCKING LOVE YOU AMANDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
............and I apologize for the shortness of my "story". But as I said, i suck at these things!! lol. <3
Nicky:
Once upon a time, there lived a princess. She was unlike any other princess before her, and almost certainly unlike any princess to proceed her. When she was young she thought she was lost and confused, and was very uncertain about her future.
This is where our story begins. One day the princess was with her private tutor. The tutor took her to the garden for it was art day. The princess took all the mud, and earth from the ground that she could get her hands on. She sculpted for hours. At the end of the day a beautifull statue stood like nothing ever made. It was a girl, lost and confused. Well the King and Queen were flabergasted. They soon became furious and decided that they should fire this tutor because she must have been giving their daughter "ideas".
"IDEAS?! IDEAS?!??" the princess screamed at the back wall of her chambers. Her favorite turor was banished and most likely sentenced to death for her art. The princess mourned for 14 days. On the 15th day she decided to go back to the garden where she saw her statue still standing tall. She saw a man looking at this statue. He looked sweet, and spoke with elegance. He told her that she looked distraught and thta he would make everything better. For he was a prince! Prince.. Thomas.
Her heart sank. She instantly became overjoyed. However, her newfound calm began to fade when she realized that Prince Thomas seemed to have evil tendencies. He would often lose his temper, and she found out he was being an unfaithfull suitor.
The princess was again feeling lost and confused, she ran into the woods. That's when it happened. She woke up in a cottage in the woods feeling very dazed. She saw a poor peasant man standing in front of her with eyes like a warm hug. He held a cloth and placed it over the princess's forehead.
"Wh-h-at am I doing here? how did i get here?" The princess inquired. The peasant explained how the princess had fainted in the woods. This peasant brought her back to his cottage to tend to her. She told him that she was of the royalty persuasion. He told her that this could not be. He told her that she was so beautifull that she could not simply be a royal human but a divine creature. So they talked for hours about everything imaginable. She forgot all about the evil Prince and all about her ignorant parents. All she knew was him.
It would soon be morning the sun was rising the birds singing and the two had conversed the whole night through. They had fallen in love. They talked about running away, but they knew that the queen would search for them and the peasant man would be arrested for kidnapping.
So they decided to love in secret.
The princess was no longer lost, nor confused everything seemed in place. Except for the Evil Prince. For you see, the Prince had convinced the King and Queen that her artwork was just expression of love (However, by then it was too late for the tutor). Also, the prince had given the king and queen gifts. And so, they were to be married.
On her wedding night, the peasant consented to run away with the fair princess. They ran to the next kingdom where the king and queen would never find them.
However, the Prince would not give up. For, he was magical. He decided to take the form of a hawk. He would search the world for his "love".
And so after 17 years of living in peace the peasant and his princess were intruded by a strange hawk. They tried to scare it away from their garden, but it would not leave for weeks. It seemed to be studying their every move. And so, they decided to go on with their lives and maybe let the old hawk alone. After two years the hawk disapeared. They did not even notice for the hawk was just backround scenery.
Well prince thomas came into their house while the peasant was gone, and kidnapped the princess. He went to the place where the peasant worked and captured him as well. They seemed to be doomed. However one of the princess's friends that she had made while living in this new kingdom was also magical. When they first escaped to this kingdom, this magical friend was homeless. They two took him into their home, and let him work with the peasant. His name was Nicholas the Great. He had been aware of the magical hawk living with the couple, and so when the two were missing, he knew exactly where to look. He went to Prince Thomas's lair and rescued the peasant and the princess fair. Nicholas the great killed Prince Thomas and than dissapeared forever. The peasant qnd his princess were forever gratefull of their friend. And he was ever gratefull fo their kindness to him.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Mikey:
the first time i met her, water kept dripping on my head from the celing, my life wasnt great and my situations were just crappy. I sat acorss from beth, she sat there with kelley, she looked very annoyed to even be next to me.I was saying all the wrong things, feeling like a idiot, but i was afariad to even talk to her. It's normal for me though, im not good around strangers. I was never really introduced either, she was just there. Hell, I remeber her talking about porno and anime...........i thought right away this is not gonna be the last time i see her. Day's went by, she nearly slipped my mind. I saw her again at steak n shake with my the rest of my friends. she sat at the very end of the table, laughing and smiling, such a pleasent sight at the time I opened up that day, even singing to her with jay. The next day ( i think?) she im's me online. It struck me by surprise.........................who is this girl? what did she want? she wanted to be friends? that was a crazy thought for me at the time, for at that time most of my friends were away. Every day i got to know her better and better, even skipping class with her. To have a friend like her is great. I remeber the day after prom, when i had tears in my eyes, she was there to wipe them away. ..........im grateful. I will always be there for this girl, always be there, as a friend. a friend to the end. my dog loves her too....haha..........good times...im gonna miss her when im away.....she promised me she'll visit me.. this girl is amanda..........one of the best people i know..................................the lovely one.
Chelsea*:
This little slice of life.
Manda manda, there once was a group of girls who started out being mean to lots of people because of their insecurities, and then they grew up and mostly apart, dealt with their insecurities and had flings with other chicks not in the previous group (the badass times, the walk, DQ, the beach, chinese, and riding in cars with underage boys), and then father apart they all grew, still in touch by threads of hope, a glimmer of electronic waves bringing them together. And even though physical meetings are rare, the joy is still there, as the young girls grow up and start figuring it out.
Beth:
The thunder had finally stopped, not that she minded it much anyway. Rain storms, to her, were like a symphony of nature. The small raindrops gently hitting the ground like a xylophone, the thunder booming like a giant bass drum, the wind whistling a soft melody through the trees like a flute, and the lightning crashing like a pair of brilliant cymbals. It was all so beautiful…
She had been out there for almost an hour. The bottom of her once-neatly-pressed dress was stained from the mud and puddles of water that rested on the forest floor. She had no shoes on, for she thought it more enjoyable to feel the soft ground under her bare feet than to be restricted by shoes. Sure, it was muddy, and most people would probably find it to be gross, but it was nature. It was simply the natural way of the Earth, and she loved it.
Dancing in the rain sent the biggest and most enjoyable rush throughout her body and, at times, she almost felt like she could just fly up into the sky and join the clouds in their masterful performance. But her place was here on the ground, and she knew that. Though at times it is an ugly place, there were things on this Earth that kept her feet planted. Or rather, there were people who kept her feet planted.
She had good friends, and the love of an extraordinary man. For once, her life was going right, and she loved it.
She lifted her face to the sky, wearing a most beautiful smile. The rain drops pelted her face softly, then dripped down her chin, where they would proceed to either sink into her dress, or slowly crawl down her flesh and eventually meet the ground. She closed her eyes and saw a vision in her head of all her friends, and her beloved of course, dancing in the rain with her. All of them smiling, and all of them without a care in the world. Nothing mattered at that point except everyone’s happiness. How she wished that such a fantasy would come true…
The rain started to slow, and soon the beautiful song of nature came to a close. Disappointed, yet happy, she opened her eyes back up the sky and saw a full moon coming out from behind the dark rain clouds. The sight was a perfect ending to a perfect storm.
She slowly slunk down underneath the shade of a large tree, and smiled once again. Drops of water fell down her face, and not even she knew if they were rain drops or tears of joy. She looked down at her side, and right next to her, almost perfectly placed, was a long-stemmed red rose, which seemed to be growing out of nowhere. Its bright red color stood out against the subtle greens and browns of the damp forest atmosphere. Upon further examination, she noticed that there were small drops of water slowly dripping from the flower’s wide petals. They almost looked like tears; the same kind of drops that were on her own face.
Gently, she picked the flower from its resting place. She hated to disturb it --it looked so beautiful where it sat-but she could not help it. She was completely captivated by its beauty and similarity to herself. Slowly she stood up, and took a whiff of the gorgeous blossom. It smelled almost as beautiful as it looked.
She held the flower in front of her as she walked, and the moon, now as bright and brilliantly shining as ever, gave the strangest, yet picturesque, tint to the rose. The blue of the moon mixed with the red of the flower to create a whirl of colors that seemed more like paint than nature’s own colors.
As she made her way out of the forest, she took one last sniff of her rose. She closed her eyes and once again saw the image of her friends all dancing and smiling in the rain. She smiled too, and thought to herself, This could not have been a better night
VALOheart: at work.
VALOheart: i wrote on a register I <3 Amanda! lol..i'm a loser.. =/
manda loves joo: really???
VALOheart: yeah
manda loves joo: AW!
Danny:
Ummm well I was sleeping and drooling all over myself when I wake up. And there I see Amanda laughing her ass off at me. Well, Amanda, what can I say? She's really nice. I met her in geometry and shes a lot of fun to be around. She's a hopeless romantic and you would be lucky to be her friend. Just dont get on her bad side, she ain't a lil preppy ass fake biach. She just says it straight out as things are, and its pretty cool. So yeah, dats ma friend Amanda from my drooling days in geoemtry and nipple rubbing on camera. She's pretty cool.
Kelley:
The young woman wore a beautiful white silk dress with red frills at the bottom. She held a small gold clutch purse in her arms, holding it tightly to her chest. Her soft curls fell around her face, bouncing down her shoulders. She walked silently through the mid-nights streets of old Italy with her held head low. Her eye make-up streaked down her face in black tears as her heels clicked on the cobblestone sidewalk. She walked over to the vivaria and walked down the stone steps to the small dock. She handed the man a small fee and stepped into the boat. He pushed off the dock and slowly moved the boat in the direction of the moon. She weeped silently as she heard the outside serenades at the small restaurants, singing to the couples who were together. The song filled her head with the silent glisten on the water under the boat. It began to slow as she new she reached her destination, she began to cry even more, holding her tears and sobs into her hands. She brought her head into her lap and sat by herself and the boat men. She looked up to see she was in the middle of the river still. Confused the wiped her tears and looked back at the old river man who was smiling at her and holding his cheek to his rowing pole. He pointed to the front of her and she looked back. She saw nothing but a rose fell into her lap from above, she gasped and looked above. She looked at the top of the bridge where he stood his head resting off to one side smiling at her. She held the rose to her chest and began to giggle. He looked back down at her and also began to laugh. They both began to laugh together as he walked down the bridge, down to the stairs of the dock and put one foot into the boat. He held his arm out to her as his other held to a lamp post. "My dear?", he gestured. She wiped her tears and took his hand as he quickly pulled her into a tight hug. She buried her face into his chest as she began to giggle and cry, the serenaded sympathy filling her head with joy.
Kelley:
She fell asleep in the steam hot water of the shower. Into a blank sleep, for she had no dreams. She was woken up by a hand touching her face. Not an alarming touch, but a soft gentle kind of touch. At first she could only feel the icicle sting of the cold water. She shivered under it's undying weight but yet also was soothed by the boys warm touch. She opened her eyes only to be greeted by a fuzzy image of where she was, but soon focused on the black uniform of the boy she knew too well.
"Are you feeling all right my dear?", He would ask her, with the same smile on his face that he always had. She said nothing but only rolled over so she wouldn't have to look at him. Pulling the curtain fully back he stepped into the shower, clothed in all, and placed his arms under her weight, pulling her up from the tub surface. She clung to his shirt as he held her to his chest inside the shower, not even thinking about his clothes becoming completely drenched. The cold water felt even more freezing as she began to wake up. Causing her to dig herself even more into him.
"Its cold....," she mumbled.
Stepping out from the shower, he took down a towel from the rack on the wall and wrapped it around her quivering frame.
Walking into the one room living space of the brick city apartment he placed her on the floor in front of the heater. As he walked away to his solitary place of rest, she reached out and grabbed the bottom of his pant leg.
"Stay with me a little longer......Scaribin?"
Keith:
i remember so many times that i felt helpless, seeing you the way you were; and having no possible way to cheer you up. that, i wanted to do more than anythin; it makes me feel better to do, but really i couldnt. I remember trying to take everything in and understand you better. And i think i really have, but of course not to the full extent. I understand where you are is an honest place to be, how you feel is a pure-hearted way to feel. But doing what you want to do is tearing you apart. I remember the time i made you cry. I told you what i thought you needed to hear, and there's more to it but i felt bad saying what i already said. I understand it was alot to take and i may not have gone about it the best way. I understand though that maybe in the back of your mind it may have sunk in, and i really hope to help. i understand things in a way most people wouldnt sometimes. Just understand i really care for you
Nessa:
once upon a time, there was a badass named manda. (i think you can see where this is going, but i'll continue anyway) so one day manda decides to meet up with her two other badass friends, nessa & chelsea*. they decide to visit nessa's place of employment (for what reason, i am still not sure...) and end up walking all the way to nick's house (no, nick isn't a badass & i'm not sure whether dairy queen or nick's house was first) at some point though, manda, chelsea*, and nessa end up at nick's and jump on his trampoline for a while. the three badasses then walk to the beach where it is terribly cold outside so nessa calls nick and he brings her a sweater. IN A STOLEN CAR(he's not quite badass enough yet...) so nick stole his aunt's car and then drove the three badasses around town. upon departure, badass nessa stole both nick's brother's sweatshirt and nick's cell phone. nick called his cell phone to figure out where it was and nessa & manda took turns hanging up on him. manda wanted to steal his brother's sweater for good, but nessa was a cautious badass and returned it later. oh & when the day was over they ate chinese food and nessa unfotuneatly went to work at the god forsaken dairy queen. the end. (damn that hurt my brain to remember so much lol)
Kelly:
hmm..where to begin...
Amanda, you are truly one of the greatest people i have met so far. You are so sweet and kind to everyone, it's almost sickening. (lol j/k!!)
You are a very sweet girl, and everything POSITIVE that you have in your life, you deserve.
I really never thought that there was another person out there, that had pretty much the same level of caring for others over themselves as i do.
I enjoy hanging out with you, you are so fun! But at the same time, you make everything all laid-back and chill. <--- me trying to use cool people words.
heh.
I really don't know what else to say except, that I love you!! and so do so many others. and I hope you know that it is true. =D
I FUCKING LOVE YOU AMANDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
............and I apologize for the shortness of my "story". But as I said, i suck at these things!! lol. <3
Nicky:
Once upon a time, there lived a princess. She was unlike any other princess before her, and almost certainly unlike any princess to proceed her. When she was young she thought she was lost and confused, and was very uncertain about her future.
This is where our story begins. One day the princess was with her private tutor. The tutor took her to the garden for it was art day. The princess took all the mud, and earth from the ground that she could get her hands on. She sculpted for hours. At the end of the day a beautifull statue stood like nothing ever made. It was a girl, lost and confused. Well the King and Queen were flabergasted. They soon became furious and decided that they should fire this tutor because she must have been giving their daughter "ideas".
"IDEAS?! IDEAS?!??" the princess screamed at the back wall of her chambers. Her favorite turor was banished and most likely sentenced to death for her art. The princess mourned for 14 days. On the 15th day she decided to go back to the garden where she saw her statue still standing tall. She saw a man looking at this statue. He looked sweet, and spoke with elegance. He told her that she looked distraught and thta he would make everything better. For he was a prince! Prince.. Thomas.
Her heart sank. She instantly became overjoyed. However, her newfound calm began to fade when she realized that Prince Thomas seemed to have evil tendencies. He would often lose his temper, and she found out he was being an unfaithfull suitor.
The princess was again feeling lost and confused, she ran into the woods. That's when it happened. She woke up in a cottage in the woods feeling very dazed. She saw a poor peasant man standing in front of her with eyes like a warm hug. He held a cloth and placed it over the princess's forehead.
"Wh-h-at am I doing here? how did i get here?" The princess inquired. The peasant explained how the princess had fainted in the woods. This peasant brought her back to his cottage to tend to her. She told him that she was of the royalty persuasion. He told her that this could not be. He told her that she was so beautifull that she could not simply be a royal human but a divine creature. So they talked for hours about everything imaginable. She forgot all about the evil Prince and all about her ignorant parents. All she knew was him.
It would soon be morning the sun was rising the birds singing and the two had conversed the whole night through. They had fallen in love. They talked about running away, but they knew that the queen would search for them and the peasant man would be arrested for kidnapping.
So they decided to love in secret.
The princess was no longer lost, nor confused everything seemed in place. Except for the Evil Prince. For you see, the Prince had convinced the King and Queen that her artwork was just expression of love (However, by then it was too late for the tutor). Also, the prince had given the king and queen gifts. And so, they were to be married.
On her wedding night, the peasant consented to run away with the fair princess. They ran to the next kingdom where the king and queen would never find them.
However, the Prince would not give up. For, he was magical. He decided to take the form of a hawk. He would search the world for his "love".
And so after 17 years of living in peace the peasant and his princess were intruded by a strange hawk. They tried to scare it away from their garden, but it would not leave for weeks. It seemed to be studying their every move. And so, they decided to go on with their lives and maybe let the old hawk alone. After two years the hawk disapeared. They did not even notice for the hawk was just backround scenery.
Well prince thomas came into their house while the peasant was gone, and kidnapped the princess. He went to the place where the peasant worked and captured him as well. They seemed to be doomed. However one of the princess's friends that she had made while living in this new kingdom was also magical. When they first escaped to this kingdom, this magical friend was homeless. They two took him into their home, and let him work with the peasant. His name was Nicholas the Great. He had been aware of the magical hawk living with the couple, and so when the two were missing, he knew exactly where to look. He went to Prince Thomas's lair and rescued the peasant and the princess fair. Nicholas the great killed Prince Thomas and than dissapeared forever. The peasant qnd his princess were forever gratefull of their friend. And he was ever gratefull fo their kindness to him.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Mikey:
the first time i met her, water kept dripping on my head from the celing, my life wasnt great and my situations were just crappy. I sat acorss from beth, she sat there with kelley, she looked very annoyed to even be next to me.I was saying all the wrong things, feeling like a idiot, but i was afariad to even talk to her. It's normal for me though, im not good around strangers. I was never really introduced either, she was just there. Hell, I remeber her talking about porno and anime...........i thought right away this is not gonna be the last time i see her. Day's went by, she nearly slipped my mind. I saw her again at steak n shake with my the rest of my friends. she sat at the very end of the table, laughing and smiling, such a pleasent sight at the time I opened up that day, even singing to her with jay. The next day ( i think?) she im's me online. It struck me by surprise.........................who is this girl? what did she want? she wanted to be friends? that was a crazy thought for me at the time, for at that time most of my friends were away. Every day i got to know her better and better, even skipping class with her. To have a friend like her is great. I remeber the day after prom, when i had tears in my eyes, she was there to wipe them away. ..........im grateful. I will always be there for this girl, always be there, as a friend. a friend to the end. my dog loves her too....haha..........good times...im gonna miss her when im away.....she promised me she'll visit me.. this girl is amanda..........one of the best people i know..................................the lovely one.
Chelsea*:
This little slice of life.
Manda manda, there once was a group of girls who started out being mean to lots of people because of their insecurities, and then they grew up and mostly apart, dealt with their insecurities and had flings with other chicks not in the previous group (the badass times, the walk, DQ, the beach, chinese, and riding in cars with underage boys), and then father apart they all grew, still in touch by threads of hope, a glimmer of electronic waves bringing them together. And even though physical meetings are rare, the joy is still there, as the young girls grow up and start figuring it out.
Beth:
The thunder had finally stopped, not that she minded it much anyway. Rain storms, to her, were like a symphony of nature. The small raindrops gently hitting the ground like a xylophone, the thunder booming like a giant bass drum, the wind whistling a soft melody through the trees like a flute, and the lightning crashing like a pair of brilliant cymbals. It was all so beautiful…
She had been out there for almost an hour. The bottom of her once-neatly-pressed dress was stained from the mud and puddles of water that rested on the forest floor. She had no shoes on, for she thought it more enjoyable to feel the soft ground under her bare feet than to be restricted by shoes. Sure, it was muddy, and most people would probably find it to be gross, but it was nature. It was simply the natural way of the Earth, and she loved it.
Dancing in the rain sent the biggest and most enjoyable rush throughout her body and, at times, she almost felt like she could just fly up into the sky and join the clouds in their masterful performance. But her place was here on the ground, and she knew that. Though at times it is an ugly place, there were things on this Earth that kept her feet planted. Or rather, there were people who kept her feet planted.
She had good friends, and the love of an extraordinary man. For once, her life was going right, and she loved it.
She lifted her face to the sky, wearing a most beautiful smile. The rain drops pelted her face softly, then dripped down her chin, where they would proceed to either sink into her dress, or slowly crawl down her flesh and eventually meet the ground. She closed her eyes and saw a vision in her head of all her friends, and her beloved of course, dancing in the rain with her. All of them smiling, and all of them without a care in the world. Nothing mattered at that point except everyone’s happiness. How she wished that such a fantasy would come true…
The rain started to slow, and soon the beautiful song of nature came to a close. Disappointed, yet happy, she opened her eyes back up the sky and saw a full moon coming out from behind the dark rain clouds. The sight was a perfect ending to a perfect storm.
She slowly slunk down underneath the shade of a large tree, and smiled once again. Drops of water fell down her face, and not even she knew if they were rain drops or tears of joy. She looked down at her side, and right next to her, almost perfectly placed, was a long-stemmed red rose, which seemed to be growing out of nowhere. Its bright red color stood out against the subtle greens and browns of the damp forest atmosphere. Upon further examination, she noticed that there were small drops of water slowly dripping from the flower’s wide petals. They almost looked like tears; the same kind of drops that were on her own face.
Gently, she picked the flower from its resting place. She hated to disturb it --it looked so beautiful where it sat-but she could not help it. She was completely captivated by its beauty and similarity to herself. Slowly she stood up, and took a whiff of the gorgeous blossom. It smelled almost as beautiful as it looked.
She held the flower in front of her as she walked, and the moon, now as bright and brilliantly shining as ever, gave the strangest, yet picturesque, tint to the rose. The blue of the moon mixed with the red of the flower to create a whirl of colors that seemed more like paint than nature’s own colors.
As she made her way out of the forest, she took one last sniff of her rose. She closed her eyes and once again saw the image of her friends all dancing and smiling in the rain. She smiled too, and thought to herself, This could not have been a better night