There is no happiness
There is no light
There is no smile
There is no fight
There is no sadness
There is no dark
There is no frown
There is no mark
There is no dream
There is no ambition
There is no shrug
There is no tradition
There is no nightmare
There is no waiting
There is no leaving
There is no hating
There is no backing out
There is no breaking
There is no tiredness
There is no faking
You Can't Catch Me Chapter 1 by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
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You Can't Catch Me Chapter 1
“You can’t catch me!” The nine year old, blonde-haired, blue-eyed Victoire Weasley sprinted on ahead of her best friend as fast as her legs would carry her. Her heart thumped so hard in her chest. She felt like her lungs might burst, but there was no way she was going to let him catch her.
She didn’t know how close the eleven year old Teddy Lupin was to her, but she wasn’t going to stop to look. Teddy had told her he wanted to kiss her. She had no idea why. Kissing was not something that had run through her mind – ever. Tomorrow he would leave for Hogwarts and she wouldn’t see him until Christmas, but
Life Goes On Chater 6 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
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Life Goes On
Chapter Six
Carmen
I watch Espy and Mehghan leave, kind of glad they have and kind of wishing that they would come back. I'm stuck here with Grace and the look she's giving me She knows.
My breath catches in my throat and the air freezes in my lungs. I cannot do this. I cannot lie to Esmy. And Grace knows...
The black haired girl is staring straight at me and I don't know how to get her to look away. "What?" I snap.
"You like my brother." She says in that quiet voice of hers. I'm stunned. Her words have removed all the oxygen from my body. I need to sit down. "And he likes you." She continues, "But I want you to stay
Life Goes On Chapter 5 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
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Life Goes On Chapter 5 Rewrite
Life Goes On
Chapter Five
Carmen
I pull my clothes back on hurriedly. I'm disgusted with myself. I can't believe I did that to Esmy. I can't believe I did that with Liza in the next room. I can't believe I did that when my mamá is in hospital. My eyes sting.
Oliver puts a hand on my cheek. "Carmen, you're crying."
"What?" With one hand I wipe my eyes and sure enough the back of my hand is wet.
He pulls me towards him and holds me close. I've never been held like this before. My face is in his chest, one of his hands is on my lower back, the other in my hair, and his lips are centimetres from my ear.
"What is it Carmen?" He whisper
Life Goes On Chapter 4 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
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Life Goes On
Chapter Four
Carmen
Oliver walks with Liza and me to our door. I smile at him, albeit tentatively, as I fish out my key and unlock the door. He watches me.
"Do you want to come in?" I ask as I take off Liza's jacket, then my own and hang them up. Liza runs into the living room.
He nods, "Please."
I can't watch as he crosses the threshold, not once have I had a guy in the house when Liza's been home and never has any good come from having one here, with the exception of Liza of course.
I lead him into the living room in the middle of which sits Liza with one of her dolls.
Oliver sits on the sofa. I sit beside him and watch
Why does my heart
Ache for you?
Burn for you?
Crave you?
You were never meant
To mean this much.
You were never meant
To be this special.
You were just a friend.
A good friend.
A best friend.
What happened?
What happened to just friends?
Twice we've tried
And twice we've failed
But yet my heart
Still calls to you
Through the storm.
Will you come back to me
After everything I have
Put you through?
Do you want me?
Do you miss me?
Do you need me
Like I need you?
Why does my heart
Ache for you?
Burn for you?
Crave you?
We're not meant
For each other.
There is no happiness
There is no light
There is no smile
There is no fight
There is no sadness
There is no dark
There is no frown
There is no mark
There is no dream
There is no ambition
There is no shrug
There is no tradition
There is no nightmare
There is no waiting
There is no leaving
There is no hating
There is no backing out
There is no breaking
There is no tiredness
There is no faking
You Can't Catch Me Chapter 1 by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
Literature
You Can't Catch Me Chapter 1
“You can’t catch me!” The nine year old, blonde-haired, blue-eyed Victoire Weasley sprinted on ahead of her best friend as fast as her legs would carry her. Her heart thumped so hard in her chest. She felt like her lungs might burst, but there was no way she was going to let him catch her.
She didn’t know how close the eleven year old Teddy Lupin was to her, but she wasn’t going to stop to look. Teddy had told her he wanted to kiss her. She had no idea why. Kissing was not something that had run through her mind – ever. Tomorrow he would leave for Hogwarts and she wouldn’t see him until Christmas, but
Life Goes On Chater 6 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
Literature
Life Goes On Chater 6 Rewrite
Life Goes On
Chapter Six
Carmen
I watch Espy and Mehghan leave, kind of glad they have and kind of wishing that they would come back. I'm stuck here with Grace and the look she's giving me She knows.
My breath catches in my throat and the air freezes in my lungs. I cannot do this. I cannot lie to Esmy. And Grace knows...
The black haired girl is staring straight at me and I don't know how to get her to look away. "What?" I snap.
"You like my brother." She says in that quiet voice of hers. I'm stunned. Her words have removed all the oxygen from my body. I need to sit down. "And he likes you." She continues, "But I want you to stay
Life Goes On Chapter 5 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
Literature
Life Goes On Chapter 5 Rewrite
Life Goes On
Chapter Five
Carmen
I pull my clothes back on hurriedly. I'm disgusted with myself. I can't believe I did that to Esmy. I can't believe I did that with Liza in the next room. I can't believe I did that when my mamá is in hospital. My eyes sting.
Oliver puts a hand on my cheek. "Carmen, you're crying."
"What?" With one hand I wipe my eyes and sure enough the back of my hand is wet.
He pulls me towards him and holds me close. I've never been held like this before. My face is in his chest, one of his hands is on my lower back, the other in my hair, and his lips are centimetres from my ear.
"What is it Carmen?" He whisper
Life Goes On Chapter 4 Rewrite by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
Literature
Life Goes On Chapter 4 Rewrite
Life Goes On
Chapter Four
Carmen
Oliver walks with Liza and me to our door. I smile at him, albeit tentatively, as I fish out my key and unlock the door. He watches me.
"Do you want to come in?" I ask as I take off Liza's jacket, then my own and hang them up. Liza runs into the living room.
He nods, "Please."
I can't watch as he crosses the threshold, not once have I had a guy in the house when Liza's been home and never has any good come from having one here, with the exception of Liza of course.
I lead him into the living room in the middle of which sits Liza with one of her dolls.
Oliver sits on the sofa. I sit beside him and watch
Why does my heart
Ache for you?
Burn for you?
Crave you?
You were never meant
To mean this much.
You were never meant
To be this special.
You were just a friend.
A good friend.
A best friend.
What happened?
What happened to just friends?
Twice we've tried
And twice we've failed
But yet my heart
Still calls to you
Through the storm.
Will you come back to me
After everything I have
Put you through?
Do you want me?
Do you miss me?
Do you need me
Like I need you?
Why does my heart
Ache for you?
Burn for you?
Crave you?
We're not meant
For each other.
It's a long walk to the river,
To be by your side,
'nd I'll be here waitin'
By the loch where we first cried,
These tears will shed no longer,
And our hearts will be as one,
Cus' we'll be together,
In the shadow of the sun,
{Chorus}
And we'll go on forever
With nothing to change our minds,
And nothing can take us away,
With our arms locked in binds,
Hand in hand we walk down,
The streets of the bay,
Dusk turns to dawn,
With only moments gone,
Our emotions are timeless,
Nothing's gonna change how we feel,
Our hearts are one with each other,
And we know that this is for real
{Chorus}
Now the sun sets in the distance,
We'
This Is Who I Am by TearsThatStainMyEyes, literature
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This Is Who I Am
This is who I am.
I may be female.
I may be androgynous.
I may be bisexual.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be fun.
I may be easily worried.
I may be friendly.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be caring.
I may be solitary.
I may be crazy.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be thoughtful.
I may be shy.
I may be helpful.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be awesome.
I may be scared.
I may be polite.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be huggable.
I may be lacking in self-confidence.
I may be unique.
But does that matter?
This is who I am.
I may be beauti
So - first of all, I'd like to apologise for my absence. At first, I didn't come back, purely because I was busy and then the longer I left it, the harder it was for me to come back. If that makes any sense. I'm not going to bore you with all the boring details of my life, because some parts are quite painful for me to remember, let alone write down, but I'm back for now.
I'm pretty sure I did one last year anyway....
This year has not been the easiest. I have lost friends, gained friends, lost the one I thought to be the love of my life, moved on, broken down, cried buckets, wanted to die, been so lost that I thought noone on this planet could find me. I've tried to make myself move on from that needy little girl I was at the start of this year, and somewhere along the line, after I went to college I suppose, I stopped trying. That must have been the first step, because here I am, the better person.
I don't cry myself to sleep any more and that is my biggest achievement. The friends I've lost, are probably
[ ] You have eaten fish food
[ ] You have eaten dog food.
[ ] You have eaten cat food.
[x] You have run into a glass door.
[ ] You have eaten an ant
[X] You have eaten grass.
[x] You have licked a tree.
[X] You have polka dotted underwear.
[x] You have pink underwear.
[ ] You had contests with your friends to see who can create the nastiest burp.
[x] You have screamed a random word in public
[x] You wave at people you don't know
[ ] You have flushed the toilet because you were bored.
[ ] You have slapped yourself out of boredom.
[X] You sing the "FUN" song.
[x] You hold conversations with a pillow, blanket, stuffed animal etc.