Adeline Runs Away VII
I walked through the maze of weeping angels. The doctor and Cecelia close behind.
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I walked through the maze of weeping angels. The doctor and Cecelia close behind.
The screaming stopped. I waited head against the door, listening intently. The screaming. Stopped. I continued listening until the door flung open of course.
I try so hard not to notice I try so hard not to care I try so hard not to notice your not here. But I'm countin' down the hours. I'm countin' up the days. I try so hard not to show This side of me.
A girl in the mirror Spattered with blood. Now everything is clearer. She's covered in mud, And stained with stitches. Her heart is pounding Her soul itches. A broken girl, Who loves everyone.
We looked up. I huffed with annoyance. "Doctor meet my cousin. She has a thing for getting lost." I said with an upset face. "What are you doing down there?" The girl asked.
Roses are red Violets are blue Some poems rhyme, But not this one!.
Roses are red The TARDIS is blue The doctor once said "Rose Tyler I–".
"Adeline you have to do most of the work this time if you really want that room." The doctor said as we walked through the vast museum. I rolled my eyes and stopped in front of a door.
It's time to spread my wings, I can't be held by you. You can't just pluck my strings. I'm going to take flight, So just for forget me, For I will leave you for my knight.
Adeline stopped and looked at the videos coming from the museum cameras. "Um, what are we doing in here?" I asked looking to the doctor. I looked back at the footage.
I believe that HAPPY Girls are the PRETTIEST. –Audrey Hepburn.
L I F E Isn't about WAITING For the storm To pass, It's about LEARNING To dance In the RAIN.
Not caring Ab°ut what People think Is the B E S T Change I've ever made..
Maybe things aren't M E A N T To be forever. We live.. Then we die. And what we do in the M I D D L E, Makes us, US..
Never take a person for granted. Hold every person close To your heart. Because you might Wake up one day and R E A L I S E That you lost a diamond While you were too busy Collecting S T O N E S.
Life is like riding a bicycle In order to keep your balance, You must keep moving..
"Can I have a room now??. Pleeaassse!" I begged with my best puppy-dog eyes. "Once we've gone on one adventure, you'll get one.
Why fit in when you're Born to stand out. –Stargirl.
Her smile put the sunflower to shame. –Stargirl.
The problem with miracles is that, They never last long... –Stargirl.
She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends, Yet she was the nicest person in school.
We wanted to define her, To wrap her up as we did each other. But we could not seem to get past "Weird" And "Strange" And "Goofy." Her ways knocked us off balance..
"It's where I'm from but not where I am." –Maniac Magee.
How does one see the world. How does one interpret the world. I say it's a big pile of; Love Hate Crime Peace War, etc. But I never said the world wasn't wonderful..
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, The flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her.
I woke up, my hair a mess. I opened my eyes a little more, at first it looked like a big blue bubble. I slipped on my glasses and looked at the shape with wide eyes.
You are perfect, Often, you forget that. Understand that we love you. That's right I said, YOU.
There once was a man, Who traveled the stars. He was like you and me, But with more variety. His name is the the doctor And he is a liar. He may travel the stars But not on 4 tires.
I am Adeline Foster. Right now I am 29 years old. But this goes back a decade or so... Back to when I was 12 years old. It was the best day of my life, March 23...
L ovingly delicious O ver joyed with taste L ike the best ever L onging for another I can't get enough P elting you with flavor O fficer of sweets P ossible joys inside S avoring every last taste~.
F ather of my balance. E nough with all the grime E legance is not a crime T ouching the ground all day~ HOORAY FEET!~.
C rafty little cheese H ogging all the flavor E nding all my cravings E verything I want S omething very yummy E nough with the E's!!. CHEESE.
L etting go of all my fears, O ver all the tears, V ining through old dares E very day I find you there, my one and only LOVE~.
When I was your age, I had a dream. I met a man, His clothes the color of cream. He taught me how to make a small paper star, So he gave me a jar, and ran to the stars.
You guys know my story, We Are Gonna Be Friends... I was thinking I should change title to; Growing Up, Personality Mix or A Suggested Title....
Marilyn sat in the attic. She had found it after it had been abandoned. Marilyn fixed it up and cleared out the boxes and had made it her own mural of horror.
P rotective in every way A wesomer than you R eally, just the best E nthusiastic enough for u N ot as terrible as u think T here for everything S inging; they just love you that much~.
This is a poem. It has little theme, Close your eyes And dream a dream. That will be your theme. Dream a dream filled with love. Think of things, impossible things. Impossible things from up above.
Bad luck on every street, But every other inch you'll find a treat. Love here, smiles there. Good luck Bad luck Rushing through your hair. Good luck Bad luck, You won't get stuck.
Even though Marilyn was a bit violent and such she was still a good student. She always did her best to separate class from friends. Marilyn listened to the teacher and tuned out all the other kids.
A girl waited on the bus hoping it wouldn't be as terrible as last year. Kids throwing paper planes around the bus as she tried not to scream "SHUT UP" to all the other kids.
I'm a new soul I can do this strange world Hopin' I could learn a bit bout how to give and take. But since I came here felt the joy and the fear, finding myself making every possible mistake.
Ive been waiting for too long, I've been making up my world, and painting it with gold, Not strong enough to be with you. Credit to~ Yael Naim an awesome singer.
Time is needed, When art is wanted. And with time and art all shall be succeeded. So don't rush art, Or so help you To go back to the start.
There once was a fighter Who killed with her words and fought with her tone. All her weapons were a pen and paper, And she was the leader of the tallest skyscraper.
There used to be a looking glass... They said if you grasp, That you'll grab the one thing you want. One said I should get a crown, That was my aunt...
A chipped teacup Once cherished and loved And now it's been broken, Broken and shoved. It was put in the box The box of lost art Like stones, ripped paper and socks.
Computers are here And we are there Some people may say That we are together But I think, we are not. Electronics are big But someday they will fail And there will be nothing to do....
I am special I don't always realize that. And when the anger releases, all can go wrong. For when you hit the glass And it falls to the ground, You begin to bleed the blood of realization.
CHAPTER 1 There once a girl who lived up above. She always watched the people of the world as she talked to her old friend Caner. He was approximately 1098 years 4months and 2days old.