**4 years later...**
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger 좌석 of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry 크리스마스 kids," Dad said.
"Merry 크리스마스 Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the 크리스마스 tree, a beautiful pine 나무, 트리 that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm 불, 화재 was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the 년 and 이전 ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This 년 had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure 당신 two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good 프렌즈 and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room 표, 테이블 into the kitchen, placing it up against the 부엌, 주방 표, 테이블 so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd 당신 meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.
"Almost," Blake said.
"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger 좌석 of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.
We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got out and opened the back car door, to get out the twins, Tristen and Blakely. Blake got Tristen out of her car seat, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I got Blakely out of his carseat, who was already wide awake. We carefully went up the sidewalk, to the already open door.
"Merry 크리스마스 kids," Dad said.
"Merry 크리스마스 Dad," I said. We got off our shoes and coats.
"Dezzie!" Hollis shouted She ran into the living room to her aunt. Tristen woke in Blake's arms and whimpered.
"Is Hera here yet?" I asked.
"I'm right here," she said, coming out of the living room. Her fiance, Daniel walked behind her. He smiled and waved. We all went to the living room, where Dad and Kara had set up the 크리스마스 tree, a beautiful pine 나무, 트리 that they'd gotten themselves. It was decorated in beautiful lights and delicate ornaments. A warm 불, 화재 was blazing in the fireplace.
Everyone gathered around on the couches, Dezzie and Hollis were playing on the floor, and talked about the 년 and 이전 ones, and how we'll celebrate the upcoming new year. This 년 had been wonderful, Blake and I had had the twins, and Hera got engaged. Dad talked about when Hera and I were younger, and almost completely hated each other. We laughed.
"...I was sure 당신 two would kill each other," he laughed. Of course now, Hera and I were good 프렌즈 and visited each other often. "When I'd first met Hera, I thought Irina would be happy to have a step-sister. Guess not," Dad said. I shrugged.
"I don't mind now, of course."
"Me neither," Hera agreed. Hollis furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't ask. We explained to her once how Hera was my step-sister, and Kara was my step-mother, but she didn't really understand. We didn't want to explain the part about my mother and siblings dying either. That'd be too much for a girl her age.
Then it was dinnertime. Dad pulled the dining room 표, 테이블 into the kitchen, placing it up against the 부엌, 주방 표, 테이블 so that everyone would be able to sit. Everyone gathered around, and got their food, talking about fond memories and silly moments.
"Daddy?" Hollis asked. "How'd 당신 meet Mommy?" Everyone smiled, eager to hear the story. Dad and Kara knew the whole story now, I'd eventually told them everything they didn't already know. Blake sighed in rememberance and looked at me.
"I met your mother in high school..." he began.
The end. :)
Humphrey sad :(
Sometimes its Easier to inore the truth
to forget about everything
to sit in a closet and hide forever
Sometimes its Easier, to blame yourself
To think its your falt
To show no emotion
Sometimes It's easier to keep everything inside
to not let anyone know
to hide everything.
To me, Its easier to say something
To talk
to cry
Its easier to Feel Emotions
Anger, rage, Sadness,
but not fear
Fear is my enemey
He wants to take over my mind
Keep me locked up inside.
I'm tired of being scared
I'm tired of being locked in my own world
I'm tired of being a prisoner.
I will not be afraid,
I will not Let him Win
to forget about everything
to sit in a closet and hide forever
Sometimes its Easier, to blame yourself
To think its your falt
To show no emotion
Sometimes It's easier to keep everything inside
to not let anyone know
to hide everything.
To me, Its easier to say something
To talk
to cry
Its easier to Feel Emotions
Anger, rage, Sadness,
but not fear
Fear is my enemey
He wants to take over my mind
Keep me locked up inside.
I'm tired of being scared
I'm tired of being locked in my own world
I'm tired of being a prisoner.
I will not be afraid,
I will not Let him Win
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my 심장 is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look 앞으로 to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my 심장 is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look 앞으로 to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
