deja vu moments || raseri
Jul 7, 2013 19:46:49 GMT -5
Post by kendall on Jul 7, 2013 19:46:49 GMT -5
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I'm booking myself a one way flight
I gotta see the color in your eyes
I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright
Without you baby is a waste of time
[/size][/center]I gotta see the color in your eyes
I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright
Without you baby is a waste of time
I walked into the hot stable, letting light in for the first time that day. The shadows of the horses danced on the walls. I see a shadow of a person too. It all flashed before my eyes. I see the shadow of a little girl swishing against the walls, laughing, running. Then I see a boy, calling out to her. Scared and helpless. I wanted to shout at the boy. Tell him she was going to die. But I shook the shadows away. The shadows flew away from the light. Like they were scared of the light and would rather haunt in the shadows. I wasn't going to admit that it was scaring me. But it defiantly gave me the jumps whenever I saw a ghostly image of my sister and her past.
The sable was one of the only places I really liked on this old farm. It was full of better friends then anyone could ever be to me, horses. Ever since I was little I loved horses. My mother told me before I could talk I was riding on a horses back... with help from someone of course. It was the one thing I was actually good at. It was a great relationship that I wanted to share with someone that actually could take to me without having to snort and whinny. Never the less the company of my old companion was the highlight of my days.
It was early morning, the sun hadn't even fully raised yet. I woke up this early every day to put on a pair of jeans and go to the stables before I had to come to reality and work. My horse, Bluebell, was always ready to go when I got there. She would whinny like crazy until I got her out of her stall and saddled her up. I usually always rode with a saddle for some reason. I felt more safe and in control. We had a couple saddles so I had my own. It was a rare privilege and I don't know what I could do without it.
I hop onto Bluebell's back and take the reins in my hands. I ran my fingers through her course hair before I asked her to trot. We gathered speed until we were in a gallop. It was the only time I ever felt free. The green and tan field blazed by us as we road deeper and deeper into my land. We passed the old barn and I wasn't going to stop. Maybe if I didn't stop everything would be going so fast life would just rewind its self. I would have a family and my only true friend back who was taken to the games. Tears threaten to fall but I pushed them back. As we rode, we went farther and farther until we saw another figure in the distance. I slowed Bluebell down into a canter so I could make out who it was. It was a girl, my age I think, riding her horse. I sigh, slowing Bluebell down until we both met.
She must be from a neighboring farm. I had never seen her before but I knew there was a family close with a girl my age. The girl was pretty, but not as pretty as the girl I met last time I road out this early. I force a smile that didn't look even the slightest bit fake. "Hi." I say, croaking out the small word. "You live to the right of me on a farm, are you a St. Clair?" The name of the family popped into my mind suddenly. I really wasn't sure which one though.
I felt like I was having a deja vu moment. I felt like this was how my friendship started exactly like Bae. It sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't let that happen again. I couldn't afford anymore pain.
The sable was one of the only places I really liked on this old farm. It was full of better friends then anyone could ever be to me, horses. Ever since I was little I loved horses. My mother told me before I could talk I was riding on a horses back... with help from someone of course. It was the one thing I was actually good at. It was a great relationship that I wanted to share with someone that actually could take to me without having to snort and whinny. Never the less the company of my old companion was the highlight of my days.
It was early morning, the sun hadn't even fully raised yet. I woke up this early every day to put on a pair of jeans and go to the stables before I had to come to reality and work. My horse, Bluebell, was always ready to go when I got there. She would whinny like crazy until I got her out of her stall and saddled her up. I usually always rode with a saddle for some reason. I felt more safe and in control. We had a couple saddles so I had my own. It was a rare privilege and I don't know what I could do without it.
I hop onto Bluebell's back and take the reins in my hands. I ran my fingers through her course hair before I asked her to trot. We gathered speed until we were in a gallop. It was the only time I ever felt free. The green and tan field blazed by us as we road deeper and deeper into my land. We passed the old barn and I wasn't going to stop. Maybe if I didn't stop everything would be going so fast life would just rewind its self. I would have a family and my only true friend back who was taken to the games. Tears threaten to fall but I pushed them back. As we rode, we went farther and farther until we saw another figure in the distance. I slowed Bluebell down into a canter so I could make out who it was. It was a girl, my age I think, riding her horse. I sigh, slowing Bluebell down until we both met.
She must be from a neighboring farm. I had never seen her before but I knew there was a family close with a girl my age. The girl was pretty, but not as pretty as the girl I met last time I road out this early. I force a smile that didn't look even the slightest bit fake. "Hi." I say, croaking out the small word. "You live to the right of me on a farm, are you a St. Clair?" The name of the family popped into my mind suddenly. I really wasn't sure which one though.
I felt like I was having a deja vu moment. I felt like this was how my friendship started exactly like Bae. It sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't let that happen again. I couldn't afford anymore pain.
Who cares if you're all I think about,
I've searched the world and I know now,
It ain't right if you ain't lost your mind
Yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy
You with me baby? Let's be crazy
[/size][/center]I've searched the world and I know now,
It ain't right if you ain't lost your mind
Yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy
You with me baby? Let's be crazy
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ok that really sucked.