karaliaprincess

Some people feel sorry for me because I'm not around anymore and you are. They all think that I hate you because you're doing the things that I technically should have done. I don't pay attention to them. I think it's great that you're going on adventures and having the time of your life. I did when I was out there in the world. When I see you and your friends, it makes me smile even if I can't join you. I do follow after you sometimes to make sure you don't get hurt. You are my younger brother after all, and I couldn't let you get hurt even if the same things happened to me when I was your age. I guess that's why everyone refers to me as an

Do you remember The first few days Allow me to help you Relieve yourself of the haze We were different back then A bit more kind Before some of us decided "Kindness is all in your mind" Called childish we were "Nobody likes that anymore!" But it's in your heart I'll be glad to Ignore. Look at me and smile Remember the days when we were carefree When all our troubles would melt Melt away to reveal what we're meant to be "Let's go on an adventure!" Everyone would cheer It would be so loud People in the next town could hear Away we ran To the nearest gym Next comes a battle And a victory would slide through the rim A new

On the outside, I want to look like I'm me, Smiling and happy, playing with ease On the inside, I just want them to see, Agonizing and screaming, crying like a disease I'm always the one whose shoulders it rests on. My heart is beating with the seconds on the clock. Even if I have talent, sometimes I wish I didn't. My open personality is staying locked. Regret is a silly feeling that boils up inside, The eyes boring through my back to make me want to hide. Mistake is the last thing that ran through my mind. I want to run away and leave them all behind. The others view me as the one close to God, But there's no connecting Him

 I was always a different type of girl even without the power of Tarot flowing through my veins. The things that I liked weren't up to par with the standard of what should be liked by a little girl, and those standards were my dislikes. While the other girls my age were playing with little dolls, I was playing video games with my older sister Noelle. The two of us were very into the worlds and stories of these games, and we based our lives and personalities around that. Growing up with a sister that was nine years older was like growing up with two mothers. When our parents were out, she would keep me entertained with her strategy games befor

 The city is a dangerous place. I'm probably not the first person to start writing with a warning like that. In fact, I'm certain that I'm not. However, what sets me apart from all of those other narrators is how I've experienced it first hand from a somewhat different point of view. Some people talk about how they've seen the perils from the safety of the concrete sidewalks, and others log their view from the inside. My story comes from the place in between bystander and troublemaker. At this point, it's fair to say that I'm not a normal citizen. My life has never been anything but extraordinary even if the unnatural has become my personal

 Before he knew it, he was by himself again. Marcus Antonius stared up at the ceiling, glaring every so often as thoughts went through his head. First off, he hated being lied to. That was one of the few things that could really set him off. Whenever He would say something that was a blatant lie, Marcus would instantly feel the anger build up inside of his heart. He would act differently, giving short answers and looking to the side whenever He would speak to him. It was truly the fact that He thought that he had to lie in order to please Antony. 'Keeping your mouth shut never helps anyone!' he had said once before, directly to His face. Stil