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Reasons: Part 9 Toby’s POV:Reasons: Part 9 by nightpeltstar456
I started washing the dishes after Cry and I were finished eating. I smiled a bit at the resemblance of a couple that him and I had. He went into the dining room to watch the television, and it wasn’t too long before I heard the phone ring and Cry answer it. He talked a bit quietly at first, before shouting out, “NO WAY! Seriously?! We’ll be right there!”
I jumped, before washing off my hands and running into the living room with a towel that I was using to dry my hands. “What happened? I heard you you yelling,” I said, concern laced in my voice. Cry turned to me, and I saw the smile from under his mouth that was happy, but seemed to have a sad tinge, as well.
“Steven’s awake. He doesn’t remember much, but he knows Felix and remembers your name,” my heart started pumping and I was filled with excitement, as I ran u
Reasons: Part 8Reasons: Part 8 by nightpeltstar456
I had picked up some food from the store and was coming home, when a wave of panic hit me. Something was wrong. I pulled into the driveway and I saw that the front door was wide open. I was eerily reminded of Steven’s house, when it was the same scenario. I flung the door of the car open, ditching the food, and I ran inside. I heard muffled screams coming from the direction of the guest bedroom, and sprinted through the house and to the room, ramming against the door at full speed. It refused to budge even slightly, so rammed into again. I could hear Toby screaming from inside, and I automatically assumed the worst.
I continued to try and force my way inside, hitting the door repeatedly out of pure fear and desperation. Whatever was happening in that room needed to stop, and it wouldn’t until I got inside. I rammed into door one last time, hearing the wood splinter and I ran inside. Toby was gagged and tied t
RedI saw a girl walking in the middle of the streetRed by pinkkatielyn
A girl with fiery red hair and tears on her cheeks
I call to her, I reach out
But she keeps on walking; I begin to doubt
If there is anything I can do
To help this stranger with the fiery red hair and fiery red shoes
There's a rumble of an engine
Coming down the pavement
Heading straight for the girl with fiery red hair
The one with make-up smeared tears on her cheeks
I take one step from my safety of the sidewalk
I take two more, faster, until I'm running
Running towards the girl with the fiery hair
The girl with long sleeves and tears on her cheeks
She looks at me with fear in her eyes
She starts to say something, but continues to cry
I tell her to move, but she turns her back
Then the car comes, and with an audible crack!
She's on the ground; it just keeps speeding on by
Leaving the girl with fiery red hair on the street to die
I kneel beside her, shouting for her to rise
And I see her saying a silent prayer
Struggles of Life (Critiques Encouraged!!)Fear and sadness collide when I think of what's to come
I've never had a rock or a steady place in my life
Although, when considering the big picture, my problems are just a crumb
And there's no real importance behind all this strife.
Nonetheless, I keep fighting every day
I can't stand to give up and die
I refuse to let everything slip away
Just because one thing has gone awry.
My love, you are all that I can count on
Don't think for a second I don't love you
Whatever happens, there will always be a new dawn
No matter how much things go askew.
So I say this to everyone with a struggle
You need to keep fighting for joy
Because even if life seems like nothing but trouble
At least you're a real boy. (or girl, but that doesn't rhyme)