Mine was great!
Today at school something happend that inspired me a lot! Its actually really bad, but I have to share it.
So my class, is , hmm, special. But the teachers are to, so heres what happend. The teachers shouted at us that we had to get on the right seat. (kiddish right!) So our class didn't want to, and stayed were they were. So He get all mad blabla, some sad slamming tables that kind of stuff. And then he said when we were like working in silent.
'im going, im not gonna teach you anymore.'
And that sentence made me think, about my own story 'Broken Strawberry'
So its sad for him, but thanks to my class, for get him so far to inspire me ;)
I will post what comes out off it ass soon as possible! Promise!
So here is some art I promised to give you!
And at least!!something I wrote when I was bored. Its about the main character of my book. But written in the way It would be end badly :P (it was a sad day).
My maincharacter is a derilian. It drinks blood, eats human food. They have normal feelings like humans. They cry! They dont have stupid fangs, they dont sparkle in the sunlight, or die. They have REALLY strong coloured eyes. Only sharp green and blue, but mostly in combination. They are really strong and fast, they can die, but heal really fast. They arent immortal but can decide when they wanna be older. some of them have powers ;)
So heres the piece hope you love it (BTW its when she is still human), and im already gonna say goodbye!
Bye guys much of love from my little bedroom in the Netherlands, AMSTERDAM!
I stand there all alone. Hearing something, having absolutely idea what it was. I turned around to the sound. It was her, my shadow, mine. And how long does it takes to finally see her almost clear. Her eyes were as special as I axpecting them, clear, beautiful, amazing. She slowely came closer to me, quiet. For some reason I get the feeling i was still in a dream, but a fact I saw her was the prove for reality, right?. My body didn't knwo what to do and just waited for her. Slowely she came closer and closer. And how smaller the apace between us got, I felt more presure. Is it a good thing? Something I actually knew extremely less about, coming this close to me? The feeling of hyperventilating hits me but there happend nothing. Just an inner conflict. Which getting really heavy. I began to feel some violence for the thing I was looking for such a long time.I can't think about het in this way it wrong. My mind doesn't listen to my heart and I began shaking. This can't be reality, this have to be a dream. I sreamt a hard dry shout for something to grip on. My eyes opend in my dark room, I saw the blue painting and knew I was save. I tried to calm myself and turned on my pillow to the cold side and puffed it up. I felt something burning in my back. Eyes. Slowely I turned around with closed eyes. Afraid of what I would see I opend my eyes. My shadow. Standing there way to peaceful but with this anger I don't know where it came from. I want her to go away, to leave me alone and never come back. Again dry screaming, twice, my third time became a little hopeless and I decide to go lie down. And the shadow stayed there, watching me. Crying by frustration I fell asleep. With pain cause sleeping meant dreaming, and dreaming will bring the shadow, again.
xoxo me <3
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