Yes or No - Part 2

     "I am so surprised and flattered..."
     "But..." He said standing up.
     "I am not sure if this is right, I am not sure I can do this." I said as tears ran down my rosy cheecks.
     "We will go slow, the wedding in two to four years and we will live together for one to two years before we are married, and then we will go from there." He sdaid reassuring me.
    "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked giving him an out.
    "Yes, I am completely positive, but I need an answer, yes or no?" He said getting back down on one knee and looking at me with his oceany blue eyes.
    "Yes, I will marry you!" I said happy and giggleing as he jumped up to hug me.
    "I love you E." He said to me.
    "I love you too Charlie." I said giving him a long passionate kiss.

   ∞∞∞∞

    They didn't live happily ever after because this wasn't a fairytale, but it was the closest you could come to in the real world. They were happy together until the day they died of old age loving each other to pieces. Their two children found love and both got married having kids of their own, but they were always a little jealous of what their parents love and passion before E and Charlie died.  

❤The End❤

~Yes or No - Part 2

By: Cady

Yes or No - Part 1

      "The day I decided to love you was the best day of my life." He told me as his eyes sparkled standing on front of me.
     "But I can't do this anymore, all the fights we have, I can't take it anymore." I said about to cry.
     "Don't do this, don't give up on us. Let me in." He said determined to keep me.
     "Let you in what?" I said a tear running down my face.
     "Your heart, let me into your heart. Ever since we've started this, us, you've been slightly distant. A part of you has always been behind a locked door and you haven't given me the key. Give me the key to that section of you're heart. I love you, please." He said getting on one knee.
     "What are you doing?" I asked knowing exactly what he was doing.
     "Elizabeth May Marie, I love you with my fullest heart, and I think this will allow you to be comfortable with giving me the last key to your heart. Will you please do me the honor of marrying me?" He asked as rose pedals fell from the balcony above us.

~Yes or No? (Part 1)

By: Cady

Tune in tomorrow for part 2!!

Goners

    Today is the day, the day of a funeral, a funeral for her husband. He died in a building fire. The building caught fire and he couldn't get out in time. The firemen didn't get to the twelfth floor until the blue and red had already consumed him. When the fire was put out and the firemen found him he was laying on the ground his green eyes wide open. His eyes were lifeless and his soul was gone.
     His wife grieving and children crying the ceremony went on. The pastor said a few words to the people in black and his wife said something. Before they lowered his body into the ground they all put a single red rose on his casket. Then his wife and children watched as they lowered his body into the ground.
     As they were driving home, his wife still crying, they got into a ten car accident. One car hit another and that car hit theirs and it was the domino effect. Their car flipped multiple times and they were all killed crying for their deceased loved one. The black SUV flipped into a ditch, the windows and windshield shattered. The two kids slipped out of their car seats and hit their heads on the windows making them unconscious and gone. Dead. His wife was gone right after the car hit them from the back because she forgot to put it on before they left the funeral. They were all gone in one day...

~Goners

By: Cady

Black and White and Color

       There was a girl not to long ago and a boy fell deeply in love with her. Their lives were just black and white and boring before they met. They instantly loved each other but didn't know the feeling they felt. One day she was just in the mall looking for a dress for a black and white masquerade ball and she bumped into him. His eyes more mesmerizing than himself caught hers and his were pools of pure blue with light blue flecks of lighter blue. This boy left her in awe like no other has before. They bumped shoulders going opposite ways on the stairs and she fell. Her bags went flying and she went tumbling. He rushed toward the bottom of the stairs but he tripped on his shoe lace and went down too. He landed on top of her. They gazed into each others eyes and they kissed. After they met and kissed their worlds became colorful. They got married and had two beautiful baby girls.
        Within the next few weeks they were driving to the store and they got into an accident. The car flipped four times with the babies in the back seat. Jonathan was able to pull himself out of the car and get the two babies. But his wife was laying next to the car. Blinking wearily she closed her eyes and fell asleep, as long as she knew her babies were okay he would be okay and so would she. She was lying on the ground lifeless, her chest not moving up and down, she was pale, cold even. Her eyes a void like her soul has left. Her hair matted to her face with blood running down her cheek. Then he noticed, one single tear fell from the corner of her eye. He knew she was gone.

~Black and White and Color

By: Cady

I Love You

       "Hey, James!" I said walking into class and sat next to him.
       "Hey Clementine, what's on your mind?" He asked his green eyes genuine.
       "What makes you think there's something on my mind?" I asked with a little sass.
       "You just look like there is something on your mind, something bothering you." He said to me.
       "Uh, yea, can we go into the bathroom to talk?" I asked wanting some privacy before class starts.
       "Yea sure." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me along. "Now, what's bothering you?"
       "Everything." I said.
       "Okay, what is the first thing that comes to mind when I say Problem?"
       Then I kissed him. Mainly because when he said problem the first thing that came to my mind was you. Him, I love him, I just haven't told him.
       "Why is that the first thing that comes to mind when I say problem?" He said his green eyes searching mine and holding my head in his hands his fingers tangled in my hair.
       "It's the first thing that comes to mind when you say problem because I love you but I haven't told you. But I've always loved you. But the thing is I am not sure you feel the same way and I am just rambling-" He cut me off and pulled me into a kiss. He ended up pushing me up against the bathroom wall.
       "Wow..." He said looking me in the eyes as his beautiful emerald green eyes looking into mine.
       "I love you James." I said my ocean blue eyes searching his.
       "I love you too Clementine," he said meaning it, "I always have." He told me kissing me and pushing me against the wall again. We skipped class and we just talked that day.

~I Love You

By: Cady

The End of the Beginning

     Life begins and life ends. A young life was just lost. A young woman was just lost and her husband just found out. Her husband was devastated and in shock for two weeks and then the funeral date arrived. He went to that funeral and balled his eyes out. He loved her and he had just proposed, for a second time to renew their vows. They had been married after ten years and they wanted to renew their vows on their anniversary. They loved each other. He delivered a speech in front off all the guests and tears still streamed down his face. But for one split second he looked up and he thought he saw her, his wife. He looked twice as he still spoke, but she was gone. He thought he was seeing nothing and he kept speaking.
     But he DID see her. She was in danger because of a threat so she had to fake her death. She had a two police officers go to her house and tell her husband, and she had a realistic looking wax figure of her made to fake her death. No one wanted to see the body so it worked perfectly. She went into federal custody so she couldn't be harmed, and she couldn't tell her husband.
     After his speech he went to go see the spot where she was, and he found her. She was crouching down behind a tomb stone. She looked up at him crying and he sat next to her.
     "You are alive?" He asked in shock once again.
     "Yes, I am, I couldn't tell you because I am in federal custody because of a threat." She said laying her face into her hands.
    "It is okay." He said wrapping his arms around her.
    "No it isn't, I love you and I wanted you to know but they said if I told you, or anyone, you and I were at more risk. I just couldn't to do that to you." She said.
    "When I thought you died I practically died. I loved you, I still do, I always will. You are the amazing, smart, wonderful woman I married ten years ago. We will beat this threat and we will be together. Okay?"
     "Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked her blue eyes sincere.
     "Yes, I love you Jessica." He said his green eyes moving from her eyes to her lips, then he went for the kiss.
     "I love you too." She said looking him in the eye.
     Right after she told him she loved him they heard a gunshot. She knew it was for her and she was ready. She just kept her eyes on the tall, handsome man with the green eyes. The bullet went straight to her heart and killed her. He had no warning and all of a sudden he saw her dark red blood seep through her dress. She started to yell and hold pressure on her chest. But he knew, deep down he knew that she was gone. All of the guests rushed to them and they were shocked. Shocked by the person dead and who found her. Jessica's parents cried even more, and someone called 9-1-1. Life ends and life begins, we lose people and we love people. There is no in between for love and grief or end and beginning except life.

~The End of the Beginning

By: Cady

A Road Trip, tests, and a Kidnapper...

One day she was sitting on a bench, she loves to write fantasy stories, but she isn’t much of a reader. She was occupied writing a story, well typing it as the cars and trucks flew by her faster than birds. And very few things confuse her. She doesn’t wish to be famous or popular or even royalty. She just wants to have more fun. A few of her friends even say she should have more fun.

The next day she was walking to class. Every time, her friend, Gwen, caught up with her to ask her if she wanted to go on a weekend road trip. Charlotte always says no because she had tests the next week. She said she had to “study” all weekend. Yet Gwen still pushed till Charlotte finally caved.

“Gwen, why do you want to take this trip so badly?” Charlotte asked her begging friend.

“You need to get out of your dorm, let loose for once, quit studying, and take risks before it is too late.” Gwen told her stubborn brown haired, deep green eyed friend.

“I can’t just drop everything, in this case my books, to go party. I mean I can, but I won’t. So since I agreed to go, I have one condition.” Charlotte said looking into her friends deep yellowish blue eyes.

“What is that condition you think I will say yes to?” Gwen said with attitude and a hint of drama in her voice.

“I have to take my books so I can study but I will only study an hour at a time so we can have fun too. I will study an hour, then fool around for an hour and keep rotating my fun and studying. Do we have a deal my kind loving friend who knows how important my grades are to me?” Charlotte asked with an evil looking smirk on her face.

“Fine, but just so we are clear I don’t appreciate being black mailed!” Gwen said annoyed and angry at the same time.

They went on that road trip, and Charlotte aced all four of her tests with a ninety-eight percent or higher. While the kind, loving Charlotte managed to ace all her classes she managed to publish a book, that she wrote. She was in the middle of writing her second book when she got writers block. For her first class of the day she went to writing, the teacher assigned a story five to ten pages long. She had a real hard time writing just that. She didn’t even hit the ten pages! 

 One morning the tall hazel eyed Charlotte was studying outside when a man came out of the forest behind her. The man was tall, he had red hair and hobbled over to her. Her put his arms around her neck, and all of a sudden Gwen came out of the bushes and beat him to the ground. That poor old fat man. The man got up, ran over to Charlotte, threw her over his shoulder and took her to his white rusty van. Charlotte’s phone started ringing. Ring, Ring!

“Hello?” Gwen said with her high pitched voice trembling.

“Gwen? Where is Charlotte?” Charlotte’s deep voiced mother asked.

“Uhhhh, she went to get snacks from the store. She will be back shortly.” Gwen said trying to think of a solution.

“Well, okay, tell her I called sweetie.”

“Sure thing Mrs. Gilbert.” Gwen said as she hung up the phone about to cry.

So that day Gwen called the police, plus she put a search party together. She described the man to the police. Charlotte was never found that year.

Three Years Later...

The sweet Charlotte was found in the river. The same man targeted Charlotte’s family and friends. They were all eventually kidnapped and killed. Anyone connected to Charlotte was killed after being kidnapped. They were all buried at sea, (in other words they were found in the bottom of a river).

                     

Sadly the kidnapper and murderer still lives on….

~A Road Trip, Tests, and a Kidnapper

By: Cady

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Boys: Simple or Complicated?

        Boys. Simple right? WRONG! They are just as complicated as girls if not more. Her dream boyfriend/crush sat by her on the bus today. He is practically untouchable and popular and hot. He actually spoke to her...but the rest of the week he was untouchable once again. One minute he wants to talk and the next she can't even get him to look at her. She is an outsider looking in, she knows that. She is invisible. All day she sees the football team and they are always grouped together talking and she is standing not ten feet away with her binder clutched to her chest. He doesn't even look in her vicinity, he looks to the right, or the left, but not right in front of him. She is shy and invisible and she is unable to do anything about it. She is a simple girl really. She cares too much but plays it off as she never cares. She knows she can't stop love and the fate of God. She is as cold as ice on the outside but she is as warm as a summer sunset in Arizona on the inside. She mainly wears her heart on her sleeve, but at the same time that heart on her sleeve is a frozen piece of ice because she is afraid of being hurt. She is scared of love and what it did to her.

~Boys: Simple or Complicated?

By: Cady

"Shyness makes a girl beautiful"

~Liam Payne

         

A Dream...

             I am a simple high school student who had a dream... I wrote that line as I started my book, and it stuck. I wrote about a dream I had about a middle school boy. A simple boy. I kept writing, I wrote:
  
            I dreamt of going to my future college for a volleyball summer camp, I love volleyball, then after the camp I went to my high school for a football and cheerleader party. I am also a cheerleader. My parents pulled up to the curb to drop me off, I saw him. My mom even pointed him out. His smile grew very wide as he got out of the passenger seat and grabbed paintings and came over to me. We walked to this art storage, for art students, and he showed me a few of his paintings. He then asked which one was my favorite. I chose the pink duo sunsets. He agreed and we started walking back to the party and he put his arm around me.

          I liked him then and I like him now, that dream made it clear to me. But in the middle of the school year he left to be home schooled once again, he had personal reasons. Then a few months later I swore I saw him in a store, it looked like him with a tad bit longer hair and a more lax outfit. But he had on the same boots this boy always wore. A signature of his. He was practically a fictional perfect boy. He had the same religious standards and he was passionate about his faith. Plus, he political views were the same and he was very passionate about that too. He was sweet and kind and a caring genuine person. He was always honest no matter what the subject and he told you what he thought when he thought it. He was shy with a hint of outgoing. But now I do not know where he goes to school, if he's not being home schooled, or what he's been up to. Either way I hope we meet again in the future...

~A Dream

By: Cady