Like You

secrets of the estate since the days of the former masters, "now that the ol' sinhô has died, and sinhá Malvina left to her father's house, we'll see the rigors of captivity." "How come, Aunt Joaquina?" "How come? ... You'll see. You all know that the ol' sinhô wasn't easy; well, there's a saying — behind me another will come that will do me a better turn — the new sinhô Leôncio ... Huh! ... May God prove me wrong ... methinks he will make us long for the ol' sinhô ..."

forth from her swollen eyes like water from a dam. They spilled down her cheeks like rain in a storm. Her tear soaked face trembled as she spoke to me. “Pneumonia,” she cried, between sobs. “ It was pneumonia that killed him.” I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I started to cry. “Kak,” I whispered under my breath. “Nobody told me.” “I’m so sorry dear, he’d been sick for a year. We didn’t know where to reach you.” I felt hollow like one of Doc’s cacti. It seemed like everyone I loved was violently

road, was prepared for what Noah had in store today. The rain hammered like crying puppys, making Rachel lonely. Rachel grabbed a beautiful diamond encrusted gold locket that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers. As Rachel stepped outside and Noah came closer, she could see the scrawny smile on his face. Noah gazed with the affection of 1 million sweet, cute, baby bunnies. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want to be more than friends." Rachel looked back, more confused

what this year will be like… I wondered silently. Suddenly I heard footsteps climbing the stairs, breaking me from my thoughts. I thrust myself back under the covers, frantically entangling my legs. My door opened and my mother stepped into the room. Lightly she shook my shoulder, peeking through a squinted eye I could see she was still half asleep herself. “Jackelyn,” she sniffled, “get up, first day of school.” I sat upward and pretended to be tired. I yawned, “Mom you don’t sound good.”

Jingyan said, "I wonder why there aren 't more people like you in the world." "I am nothing special," said Yuan. "I just think: if losing your soul is only the way to survive, is the physical state of being alive worth it?" "You 've seen too much for your age," said Jingyan. Jingyan turned to Yuan, catching how the young man was chewing on the inside of his cheeks and lips again. From the moment Yuan slipped and sent that tile to the ground earlier tonight, Jingyan thought the young man was unreasonably

images exploded throughout the man 's head. ------ It was a Tuesday, and like every other day of the week, he was once again at Nick’s Bar. He always came around 9 o’clock at night, and would be found there until the bar closed at 2 o’clock in the morning. Either Nick, the bartender, or Rick, another patron and friend of Gary, would call a cab for him to bring their drunk off his ass friend home to his empty house. It had been like this for around 3 months now ( a step up from

music here) Bluejay's P.O.V. I stumbled along the alleyway I just entered, getting away from the other human. He hit me pretty hard in the chest with that worn dagger. The stupid guy thought I was a monster. He took my backpack, though, it wasn't like it had too much in it, besides apple cores and empty water bottles. Duke pushed me along, whimpering, as if scared for my safety. Rain pittered and pattered everywhere, getting us wet. "Shhh." I shushed Duke, knowing that monsters would be around

front of other people, and the first time you’d be doing this since he acted on his feelings for you. “There’s a girl I know, he loves her so… I’m not that girl…” Stood in the wings, one hand in yours, the other clasping the prop oil lamp, you looked over at each other. You both smiled encouragingly, and then you were on. Barry led you forward to the front of the stage, and as you got to your position you knelt down in front of each other. “Kiss me too fiercely, hold me too tight.

definitely Park Chanyeol. “Do you like Soo’s hair? I did it myself, ya know. I figured he’d look good with black hair again.” said Baekhyun proudly as he trailed his fingers through Kyungsoo’s hair at the cost of a light jab to his ribs. “Y-yeah, i-it looks good. It looks really good.” Kyungsoo heard Chanyeol shuffling his feet before settling onto his Rilakkuma covered bed. Baekhyun giggled at the stuttered response and decided to torture Kyungsoo with a, “Maybe you have a chance at getting yourself

So....you came to the party. And currently you try your best to have fun while avoid the four or five people. " Hello, It is good to see you, Y/N" A voice laced with heavy Russian accent said. " Russia, hey it's good to see you too." You replied as you took a drink. " You know, it isn't normally I see you like this. Why do you avoid Amerika and the other four?" the Russian asked curiously, slightly taking your hand. " I don't avoid them.....or at least I'm not able to.." You replied, taking your