torsdag 3 september 2009

Once upon the...



Im going to tell you a story, its not about blings and glory
so if u cant handle this kind of story, better change page to those who wrights about the clothes in their lorry, this maybe is sad or boring
but i'm going to write it anyway so u can judge your self
or maybe dont give a fuck and put the the story in a shelf

1989 a girl was born, going to tell u what she learn, what she stole and what she earn
how her dreams just one the way just died and burn
She was like the other little girs, didnt care about diamond and pearls.
she rather helped people and kept her words
Til one day her dady came home after 10 years, he only sat home and drank beers
That did so she was never home, she even didnt called and telled them on the phone
She wanted be by herself compelitly alone,

One day she saw a boy and his sadness was shown,
he saw the same and he came and asked her name
she told him the name and asked if she was the only who become tired on the game
He told her he was a celeberty but tired on the fame
They became good freinds and talked about everything, til one day she became in love and treated him like a king, he showed her from africa to Peking

she was not a girl anymore and he became a man,
suddenly their meeting wasent so innocent anymore so she got scared so
he made a clever plan.
she didnt ike the plan and didnt wanted to play in the sheats yet,
he told her that it wasent the 1st time they met,
she knew but she was scared about what people said,
the man felt the devil got closer so he started to jack of the wall poster,
the devil got so close so he felt like a giant monster,
so he ran to her and tried again she said ofcourse no but folded to the end.
he did averything and showed her how to bend,
when they was finished she felt so little and weak,
she couldent breath or hardely speak then he told her how he put a pill in her drink so she could for once act like a freak. she heard the last words and closed her eyes he understood what he did, he tought it was just a pill didnt mean to kill,
he could manage what he just did so he took a pill and laid him dowm and
kept still.


By: Mikal Asteway

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