It was evening in Colorado, but Alexia was still wide awake. Her grandparents were gone to bed and her mother was making coco for the two of them. Normally Alexia should be in bed by now and the way her mother had been acting so nice, too nice, alarmed the four year old.
Zoey turned around and put the two hot cups of coco on the table.
Zoey sipped from her coco. Then she looked up.
“You know that uncle Emmanuel was on the news this morning” she said.
“Yeah, but they called him Castiel” Alexia recalled the morning news.
“That’s because his real name is Castiel” Zoey explained. “Anyways, he’s in really deep trouble and he needs our help”
“What did he do?” Alexia asked.
“Some people are saying that he hurt you” Zoey said difficult.
“You mean like hitting me?” Alexia asked. Zoey shook her head. “Oh, sexually, you mean”
“If Castiel really hurt you you have to tell me and I’ll make sure he never sees the light of day again” Zoey promised fierce. “But if he didn’t, we have to help him. We can’t let him go to jail for something he didn’t do. If he’s innocent you’re the only one who can help him. You have to testify in his favor”
Alexia needed some time to absorb that information.
“He never lay a finger on me” she eventually said. “I’ll do it”
Zoey turned around and put the two hot cups of coco on the table.
Zoey sipped from her coco. Then she looked up.
“You know that uncle Emmanuel was on the news this morning” she said.
“Yeah, but they called him Castiel” Alexia recalled the morning news.
“That’s because his real name is Castiel” Zoey explained. “Anyways, he’s in really deep trouble and he needs our help”
“What did he do?” Alexia asked.
“Some people are saying that he hurt you” Zoey said difficult.
“You mean like hitting me?” Alexia asked. Zoey shook her head. “Oh, sexually, you mean”
“If Castiel really hurt you you have to tell me and I’ll make sure he never sees the light of day again” Zoey promised fierce. “But if he didn’t, we have to help him. We can’t let him go to jail for something he didn’t do. If he’s innocent you’re the only one who can help him. You have to testify in his favor”
Alexia needed some time to absorb that information.
“He never lay a finger on me” she eventually said. “I’ll do it”
''well it dont seem like nothin'' flame said '' well i like spyro but he already has a mate'' ''OMG shes lookin for a mate better play cool'' flame thought ''well im free'' ''but i got to know ya better b4 i look for a mate'' ''u went for spyro and u dont him yet ether'' true but hes so cute i cant resist'' well do ya wanna hang out'' okay'' lets go to the lake and fish'' ''sure'' at the lake spyro and cynder were already there fishin and ember saw them '' oh great spyro's with that nasty witch cynder again she's the evil one from the dark master wy wood he go out with her'' she thought ''lets go to this spot'' flame said snapping ember out of her trance-like state ''comin'' then cynder said ''woah spyro i caught i big one!'' ''good goin cynder'' ''thats good food for us'' ''tehtehtehteh'' cynder giggled ''u a good fisher too'' ''lets go back to the gardians with the food'' ''okay'' cynder said.
Sometime in our life, everyone must face the fear of rejection and being alone in the big, messed upn world.
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
