I opened my eyes.
What?
Were was I?
And then I remembered.
Oh.
I was in hospital.
The anticeptic smell was nausiating, but bearable.
My left leg was numb.
I tried to look around the room, but found I had a head brace.
Oh.
I struggled to try and sit up but my legs wouldn't move.
Double oh.
I tried to talk, but all that came out was an odd gagging noise.
I'm getting tired of saying 'Oh'.
I tried again, this time I managed to form words, but my voice was an odd rasping tone that sounded... terrifying.
"Water..." I gasped.
There were people in my room, quite a few people actually.
'Cause I'm just popular like that ^_^.
Someone gasoed, "She's awake!"
No duh.
Could someone get me some water?
"Someone get the doctor!"
No! I didn't want the doctor I wanted WATER!
"Whhaaattteerrrr" I gagged.
"What's she saying?"
WATER you dummos!
"Quick get her some water!"
Finally!
They ran off to get me some water.
I looked around the room.
Thursday, 25 September 2008
Wednesday, 24 September 2008
LOST
I Love LOST!
I'm totally obsessed with it.
My fav character is Sawyer. ^_^
Then Kate! ~_~
I hate Jack though. Just not my kinda guy.
Sorry Jack.
*_*
Oh well.
I haven't seen the 4th Series left *cries*.
I'm getting it on DVD soon though!
Yours Forever
-The totally obsessed fan.
I'm totally obsessed with it.
My fav character is Sawyer. ^_^
Then Kate! ~_~
I hate Jack though. Just not my kinda guy.
Sorry Jack.
*_*
Oh well.
I haven't seen the 4th Series left *cries*.
I'm getting it on DVD soon though!
Yours Forever
-The totally obsessed fan.
Story 3
I opened my eyes.
Light and dizzying colours hit me hard in the face.
I could make out shapes, moving shapes.
People.
Wailing noises hurt my ears.
People screaming.
People were screaming.
I tried to see past the colours and light; to see what was going on in front of me.
Red.
Blood.
Everywhere.
My blood.
The bus driver's blood.
The passengers' blood.
Blood.
Then there was metal, underneath the blood, with the blood.
The bus.
What had happened?
How could hitting me cause all this?
Oh.
Maybe hitting me wasn't what had caused this.
What had caused this?
Then it hit me.
A sharp blinding pain, coming from my legs, my chest, my head.
A high shrieking filled my ears.
It was me.
I yelled in horror and pain.
I yelled for as long as I could.
Then the Ambulances came.
Light and dizzying colours hit me hard in the face.
I could make out shapes, moving shapes.
People.
Wailing noises hurt my ears.
People screaming.
People were screaming.
I tried to see past the colours and light; to see what was going on in front of me.
Red.
Blood.
Everywhere.
My blood.
The bus driver's blood.
The passengers' blood.
Blood.
Then there was metal, underneath the blood, with the blood.
The bus.
What had happened?
How could hitting me cause all this?
Oh.
Maybe hitting me wasn't what had caused this.
What had caused this?
Then it hit me.
A sharp blinding pain, coming from my legs, my chest, my head.
A high shrieking filled my ears.
It was me.
I yelled in horror and pain.
I yelled for as long as I could.
Then the Ambulances came.
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
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School
For all of u haven't noticed,
I go to school.
I like my school, it's a pretty cool place.
Why? They don't block my blog!
*Cheers*
But since I'm at school I thought I'd type something about it.
Cause I'm just weird that way ^_^
I'm okay at most subjects in school, only thing i don't like is the homework.
Self inflicted torture.
Oh well,
I've got tons of homework and we only just got back!
*Cries*
Ah well.
Patriotic quote of the moment;
There is no good or bad, just people and their points of view.
Lol,
Yours Forever
-Sky
I go to school.
I like my school, it's a pretty cool place.
Why? They don't block my blog!
*Cheers*
But since I'm at school I thought I'd type something about it.
Cause I'm just weird that way ^_^
I'm okay at most subjects in school, only thing i don't like is the homework.
Self inflicted torture.
Oh well,
I've got tons of homework and we only just got back!
*Cries*
Ah well.
Patriotic quote of the moment;
There is no good or bad, just people and their points of view.
Lol,
Yours Forever
-Sky
Monday, 22 September 2008
Story Part 2
It was dark, very dark.
I couldn't see anything; did i mention it was dark?
The last thing i remembered was a bus skidding straight towards me; why had he come onto the pavement anyway?
The bus drivers eyes, light blue and opened in fear glared straight at me.
Even in this gloom i could see them.
Full of guilt, full of fear, full of some other emotion i couldn't quite fathom.
I wondered if that was why i was in darkness?
He'd hit me, and now what?
I was dead?
Come on, death isn't meant to be so dull!
I mean aren't you supposed to go to heaven or something?
Shouldn't I be in heaven if i was dead?
If this was death I'd have a fit, this wasn't all it was cracked up to be!
Ah well, no school at least.
The thought of school brought images to mind; bright classrooms, full of students; the field long and green. The people, my teachers, my friends, my classmates.
And as if by magic...
POP!
I was at school, it was like a normal school day.
Except the fact that people where running around and screaming, more than usual i mean.
They seemed oblivious to the fact that i was there. Oh well i preferred it that way.
I walked along to my class room.
Hm, class had already started. But the teacher didn't notice when i walked in, so i slid into my seat and groaned.
Why was i in school? Hadn't i been hit b a bus?
POP!
I was in front of the bus, the bus came screeching towards me.
I screamed.
POP!
Darkness AGAIN.
What so i was remembering how I'd died? Um sort of died?
I'm confusing myself.
The darkness was getting annoying again. Why was i submerged in darkness?
Why couldn't i remember again?
Anything would be better than this.
And this time i mean anything.
I wonder who the bus driver was... I'd never really paid attention to who he was before.
Again his eyes came into the darkness.
Staring at me.
I wanted to scream at him.
I wanted to shake him and tell him to stop staring.
Because it was scary.
How he just... stared.
Suddenly the eyes where gone and there were voices in my head.
"Oh my god!"
"Jess!"
"Someone call an ambulance!"
"Get help!"
"Jess! Wake up Jess!"
Suddenly arms where grabbing me and pulling me into the light, the bright painful light.
I opened my eyes.
I couldn't see anything; did i mention it was dark?
The last thing i remembered was a bus skidding straight towards me; why had he come onto the pavement anyway?
The bus drivers eyes, light blue and opened in fear glared straight at me.
Even in this gloom i could see them.
Full of guilt, full of fear, full of some other emotion i couldn't quite fathom.
I wondered if that was why i was in darkness?
He'd hit me, and now what?
I was dead?
Come on, death isn't meant to be so dull!
I mean aren't you supposed to go to heaven or something?
Shouldn't I be in heaven if i was dead?
If this was death I'd have a fit, this wasn't all it was cracked up to be!
Ah well, no school at least.
The thought of school brought images to mind; bright classrooms, full of students; the field long and green. The people, my teachers, my friends, my classmates.
And as if by magic...
POP!
I was at school, it was like a normal school day.
Except the fact that people where running around and screaming, more than usual i mean.
They seemed oblivious to the fact that i was there. Oh well i preferred it that way.
I walked along to my class room.
Hm, class had already started. But the teacher didn't notice when i walked in, so i slid into my seat and groaned.
Why was i in school? Hadn't i been hit b a bus?
POP!
I was in front of the bus, the bus came screeching towards me.
I screamed.
POP!
Darkness AGAIN.
What so i was remembering how I'd died? Um sort of died?
I'm confusing myself.
The darkness was getting annoying again. Why was i submerged in darkness?
Why couldn't i remember again?
Anything would be better than this.
And this time i mean anything.
I wonder who the bus driver was... I'd never really paid attention to who he was before.
Again his eyes came into the darkness.
Staring at me.
I wanted to scream at him.
I wanted to shake him and tell him to stop staring.
Because it was scary.
How he just... stared.
Suddenly the eyes where gone and there were voices in my head.
"Oh my god!"
"Jess!"
"Someone call an ambulance!"
"Get help!"
"Jess! Wake up Jess!"
Suddenly arms where grabbing me and pulling me into the light, the bright painful light.
I opened my eyes.
The bus;
The bus that hits Jess was crashed into the pavement.
Why...
Is to be revealed^_^
The reason why Jess hates school so much will also be revealed as i right more; which i will be doing ASAP.
Yours Forever
-Sky
Why...
Is to be revealed^_^
The reason why Jess hates school so much will also be revealed as i right more; which i will be doing ASAP.
Yours Forever
-Sky
Story part 1
Well the link didn't work so here it is in plain old text.
Note: This is a work in progress; please excuse any typos or mistakes in the text below than you!
Dreams
Prologue
Everyone dreams, I dream, you dream, we all dream. What are dreams? No one really knows. Then there are nightmares, a form of dream we all hate, something darker to balance out the good dreams; something bad; something menacing.
Imagine if your dreams where real.
Would it be a good thing? A bad thing? Well no one knows, because thankfully, our dreams aren’t real.
In a dream anything can happen, in a dream you can do whatever you want, that is; if you realise it’s a dream.
#
Chapter 1
The Start
Secondary School.
The grown up’s way of torturing us.
The grown up’s way of torturing me.
In case you haven’t caught on I hate secondary school; I mean I like my friends and stuff, I just hate everything else. I hate the teachers, I hate the lessons, I hate the work! Especially the work. I mean, who wants to do work all day? It’s crazy! Madness! Whoever came up with school deserves to be shot.
I’m Jess, Jess Field.
The greatest person ever; round of applause please… Thank you, thank you very much. *cough* yes well, maybe I’m not but I can wish can’t I? Well anyway school sucks.
I would do anything not to go to school. Well almost anything. So I mean when the bus was late how could I be upset? Walking with my friends who also took the bus would make us late; and we had a valid excuse.
I walked along the pavement chatting happily to my friend Lauren. Today was a lovely day; the sun was out, the birds where singing blah, blah, blah… And woopdy doo there where storm clouds hovering over the school, ironic huh? Well the weather seemed to follow my mood. Go me.
Well I wonder if I got really angry; would lightning hit the school? Knowing my luck it’d completely miss the school and hit me.
Sigh.
We were almost at school now, I stopped to prolong the moment of freedom, my friends carried on walking. I sighed again and turned to look back at the way we’d come, right back into the bus driver’s eyes just before he hit me.
#
Note: This is a work in progress; please excuse any typos or mistakes in the text below than you!
Dreams
Prologue
Everyone dreams, I dream, you dream, we all dream. What are dreams? No one really knows. Then there are nightmares, a form of dream we all hate, something darker to balance out the good dreams; something bad; something menacing.
Imagine if your dreams where real.
Would it be a good thing? A bad thing? Well no one knows, because thankfully, our dreams aren’t real.
In a dream anything can happen, in a dream you can do whatever you want, that is; if you realise it’s a dream.
#
Chapter 1
The Start
Secondary School.
The grown up’s way of torturing us.
The grown up’s way of torturing me.
In case you haven’t caught on I hate secondary school; I mean I like my friends and stuff, I just hate everything else. I hate the teachers, I hate the lessons, I hate the work! Especially the work. I mean, who wants to do work all day? It’s crazy! Madness! Whoever came up with school deserves to be shot.
I’m Jess, Jess Field.
The greatest person ever; round of applause please… Thank you, thank you very much. *cough* yes well, maybe I’m not but I can wish can’t I? Well anyway school sucks.
I would do anything not to go to school. Well almost anything. So I mean when the bus was late how could I be upset? Walking with my friends who also took the bus would make us late; and we had a valid excuse.
I walked along the pavement chatting happily to my friend Lauren. Today was a lovely day; the sun was out, the birds where singing blah, blah, blah… And woopdy doo there where storm clouds hovering over the school, ironic huh? Well the weather seemed to follow my mood. Go me.
Well I wonder if I got really angry; would lightning hit the school? Knowing my luck it’d completely miss the school and hit me.
Sigh.
We were almost at school now, I stopped to prolong the moment of freedom, my friends carried on walking. I sighed again and turned to look back at the way we’d come, right back into the bus driver’s eyes just before he hit me.
#
On a cheerier note.
I realise I can meake people feal vile,
Sorry, it's just the way I get people to do something.
So as a sort of appology I'm going to start posting pasts of a story.
And I'll post a link later.
NOTE!
Any views expressed in the story are fictional.
All the characters and ideas are fictional.
Plesase don't be offended by anything you read.
Yours Forever
-Sky
Sorry, it's just the way I get people to do something.
So as a sort of appology I'm going to start posting pasts of a story.
And I'll post a link later.
NOTE!
Any views expressed in the story are fictional.
All the characters and ideas are fictional.
Plesase don't be offended by anything you read.
Yours Forever
-Sky
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