janesmee

PART 1 Phineas Flynn cross the street in a hurry. He stopped right in front of the Garcia-Shapiro's house. He's been really worried when his friend, Isabella, hadn't come over for the last two days. He knocked on the door three times and stepped back. Three heartbeats later, the door opened and Vivian Garcia-Shapiro, Isabella's mom, emerged and immediately smiled at Phineas. "Oh, hello Phineas," she said in her Mexican accented-voice. "Hi, Mrs. Gracia-Shapiro," he smiled. "Is Isabella home?" "Yes, come in. She's in her room." Phineas entered and automatically walked towards his bestfriend's room. He stopped at the pink and purple door w

Gray's point of view: I saw it. I saw it before it happened. I was talking to hr. I was about to tell her something.. important. Then, I saw one of those little dragons aiming a dragon roar attack at her. I didn't think twice about it. I shoved her out of harm's way and shielded her with my body. Next thing I knew, there was an excruciating pain at my chest. Then at my arms, and other parts of my body as the dragon's roar went past me. I stared at nothing for a second, my body becoming numb. I was shocked to see blood. My blood. Then, her tear-filled face as she stared at me with wide eyes. "Heh?" I gasped. Then, quickly, something cam

I was walking Trying to find my home, I don't know where im going I always felt so alone. Ever since i went into this stage, Of awkward change and development, I often feel that im not on the same page Of someone like me in improvement. My once home was different, I suddenly can't find my place, Everyone thinks im a delinquent, And that im causing trouble for everyone else. Why can't they just see? That im also trying to find me A place in this confusing world of expectations they don't even know my limitations. Im tired of being alone, Im tired of being push away Im tired of pretending to be what you want me to be Im tired

If I'm with you Love and dreams can turn magical C'mon, let's cast the magic of smiles In a powerful world full of problems I yearned a bit for The halted time starts to move after I met you Why are we born and living? I don't need a difficult answer We'll laugh, we'll cry, honest and nice Simple feelings are the most precious On those sad nights Turn overflowing tears into strength C'mon, let's cast the magic of smiles No matter how strong you are You hold uneasiness in your heart You're not alone I'm here You and I are like the same While continuing to fight with loneliness Today, tomorrow, or one-hundred years later