Some people dream of stars.
They wish for the dark,
The beautiful night sky.
They want to dance with meteors,
Swim in the milky way,
Laugh with the Man on the Moon.
They don't realize what the night also brings.
There is a coldness that lurks in the dark,
A foul freeze that reeks of frostbit death,
The odor crisp against a chapped nose.
It hungers for heat,
Thirsts for light,
And makes due with substitutes.
People of flesh and bone,
With a warmth in their heart,
And a spark in their soul.
But these are mortal sacrifices.
Flesh rots,
Sparks extinguish,
Humans die.
Stars cannot be satisfied with things destined to expire,
France can still remember the first time he had sex.
Most speculate it was with his first crush, Scotland. Or with his lifelong frienemy, England. Maybe he laid twenty toes with Prussia? Perhaps he was vulgar and perverse and took his young ward, Canada. There could have been some fooling around during America's revolution (and his own). Spain's oblivious nature taken advantage of? Then there was little Italy and his naïve curiosity. And let's not forget his strange relationship with Romano; surely this could be a viable reason for the boy to fear him so?
But these are all theories.
None are correct.
Despite this, people will still c
Okay, just finished my homework for English 1 A (whatever that means...)
So this is the result and I do hope that you guys like it. And its about an apology from someone. It could be anyone I don't care but I based it on Kokuto from Hell Chapter(Bleach).
Credits:
Aznotaku123 - for making such a great story and giving me help for my story. I really appreciate it!!! Please forgive me for using some words from your story.
Gaarakunfan1 - for telling me about the story and telling me where it was.
HetaliaxReader/Flaw - for being there in my friends favorites! ^w^
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I am going to be sore tomorrow is all I got to say.
But it wasn't as bad as the first one.
I first have a question....
Has anyone landed directly on there knee just below the knee cap?
If not, I'll tell you something.
It FREAK-EN hurts like H-E-DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS!!!
To tell you the truth it's a pretty serious injury......
For one, it hurts every time I move.
Two, as a volleyball player you move a lot.
Three, I land on that knee every time I dive for a ball.
It happened before so I know how to take care of it.
And yes I had my knee pads on.
I think I need to have my knees for the future.
Anyway I don't know what got in me but I
Okay today was really painful......
Why?
I'll tell you, from the start I was....
1. Sore (from Yesterday's volleyball practice)
Well being sore isn't so bad but what if you....
2. Fell of the bed (Usually I never do)
I'm sure I'll get a bruise. But I don't care about that.
But it turns out my brother was at home and so....
3. Punched me in the stomach.
4. Said,"It helps build your stomach muscles^[]^" (Ya thanks...)
5. He punched me again right before I was going to eat my curry. (Curry is really good by the way)
Well I had worse 5 months ago when he decides to wake me up by putting Tabasco Sauce in my mouth.^W^;(Such a nice brothe