Meg had returned to her spot on the floor opposite the ICU room Cas was in. She heard footsteps coming their way and she averted her head to right. A young girl with wavy, blonde hair, green eyes and thin lips walked towards them. She didn’t say a word, but turned to the guard.
“You should go and eat something” she said sharp and the guardian left.
Meg widened her eyes. “Hey, what are you up to?” she asked when the girl put the latch down and opened the door. She reached out her hand to Meg. “Get up. I want you to witness this miracle” Meg accepted her hand and let the girl pull her inside the room.
“Okay, before I do what I was sent here for, there is something really important I have to tell you” the girl told. “I cannot go into details, but I can tell you this. Cas is really, really sick. Every mean thing he says, every evil thing he does, he’s not doing it on purpose. You have to remember that. Can you do that?”
Meg nodded fierce. She had no idea what was going on, but she promised quietly that she would stand by Cas no matter what happened.
“Good” the girl said. She walked to the bed and touched Cas’ forehead. She turned to Meg. “He’s not healed yet. I only gave him his life force back. It shouldn’t take long before he wakes up” she guaranteed Meg, before she left her alone.
Meg came closer to the bed and lay her hand on his chest. She felt Cas’ chest going up and down and his heart started to beat faster.
“Cas?”
Cas slowly opened his a little and he clenched Meg’s necklace in his hand.
“You should go and eat something” she said sharp and the guardian left.
Meg widened her eyes. “Hey, what are you up to?” she asked when the girl put the latch down and opened the door. She reached out her hand to Meg. “Get up. I want you to witness this miracle” Meg accepted her hand and let the girl pull her inside the room.
“Okay, before I do what I was sent here for, there is something really important I have to tell you” the girl told. “I cannot go into details, but I can tell you this. Cas is really, really sick. Every mean thing he says, every evil thing he does, he’s not doing it on purpose. You have to remember that. Can you do that?”
Meg nodded fierce. She had no idea what was going on, but she promised quietly that she would stand by Cas no matter what happened.
“Good” the girl said. She walked to the bed and touched Cas’ forehead. She turned to Meg. “He’s not healed yet. I only gave him his life force back. It shouldn’t take long before he wakes up” she guaranteed Meg, before she left her alone.
Meg came closer to the bed and lay her hand on his chest. She felt Cas’ chest going up and down and his heart started to beat faster.
“Cas?”
Cas slowly opened his a little and he clenched Meg’s necklace in his hand.
''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...
