The Thoughts Of a Typical Mind

LIES HURT... Nothing's same again. Its a stain, a dirt, An undying pain. Forgive you may,but Forget you can't, Its a lifelong rant. Lies leave a forever Imprint on you, Wouldn't bring you back , whatever you do. A Lie changes ones personality , it never benefits you, What is the fun, was it worth the due ?? It makes you a Loser who can never stand up again, Why make a mess of self when there is nothing to gain! LIES HURT ...

  A book by Stephenie Meyer   What's It About: " About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him—and I didn't know how dominant that part might be—that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him." "In the first book of the Twilight Saga, internationally bestselling author Stephenie Meyer introduces Bella Swan and Edward Cullen, a pair of star-crossed lovers whose forbidden relationship ripens against the backdrop of small-town suspicion and a mysterious coven of vampires. This is a love story with bite.  " My Opinion: I loved the book! The author had thought about the characters, and described them so well, I could imagine them. Will I Recommend it: Yes. I will mostly recommend Young Teens/Adults. Ratings: 4 1/2  out of 5

When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sand paper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless. He was standing by her locker; waiting for her. She was cautious when walking towards her locker, this was the first time anyone even gave her a second glance or cared about her. This was the first time since the accident that she didn't feel invisible, l ike someone actually gave a damn about her.   She felt something; something that she never had felt in a long time.  happiness.  "hey" "um... hi?" He smiled at her. Her face lit up, someone actually wanted to talk to her; someone wanted to make her smile.  "how are you?" "fine, i guess?" she felt mixed emotions flowing through her body, should she trust him or not? is he also one of those jerks, who will bully her at the end or use her? Why would he even talk to her; her , who was called a loser, who never smi

the words they say make bruises that don't fade away. All those words they said, all those things they said; they didn't hurt her on the outside but they shattered her on the inside. She lost her will,she lost her joy. she lived in fear, she can't hide the tears,she had thoughts of suicide,which she fought inside. Did it fill them with determination that they had power over her? Did it fill them with happiness in all the wrong ways? They were the reason, that she went to void, where her world was perfect, where  she   -was perfect, where everyone  loved  her. Each word they said, each sound that came out of their mouth shattered her; it was like rubbing salt on a wound; a wound that would never heal. No one helped her, no one stood up for her. Not even her best friends. They either stood their as still as statues or would be the one assaulting her.  Each word left visible scars; reminding her of the things that she can cover but  never change .

if i don't look into your eyes, it's almost like a perfect lie. He  asked her how she was. She looked at him as if he were joking, as if he was  joking about caring about  her. H er eyes scanned his body; drinking in everything about him. His black hair, his brown eyes, the way his face was almost two different colours. Something about him unsettled her, she didn't know if it was the way he looked or the way he acted as if he cared about her. "leave me alone" He was taked aback by her response, he knew thew way she felt, how it was to be treated differently. How it was to be made fun of ,for the way you look; because of something you can't change. It hurt him that he couldn't show here that he cared because he thought the world was against her.  "no" No one had talked to her this way before, the would all leave her alone; they would let her rot in her misery. "leave me alone, i don't like you"he said "you're

  We become aware of the void as we fill it.  The void. It will always be her happy place,there she was perfect,there she was the queen,there everyone loved her,there she is pretty,that is her perfect world,a world where she was perfect. She hates the scars she has.She hates every one of them; reminding her of how she failed,how selfish she was. Sometimes, she would wish that she was the one who died. The world would rather have two hardworking, loving and  beautiful  people,than one  ugly  and lazy person.

I run. I run in the void. Or maybe i should put it the other way: i run in order to acquire a void. She hated way people looked at her. She hated the way people would give her looks of sympathy; as if they understood what she's been through, that they knew what they knew what she had to live with. They didn't know anything. They didn't know what it felt like to be treated differently because of how she  looks . How they would laugh at her face, not even behind her back; no, they would laugh right in front of her face; they would do right in  front of her. T hey would make fun of her, when tears threaten to spill from her eyes. Calling her a  freak, a nobody. N o one knew what it felt like, they would tell her to die and she would almost do it but the thought of her parents; that was what stopped her. She knew that her parents would disappointed to see her so soon. She was only 16.  16.  she wished that she could rewind time. To go back and never go out that d

The void was her happy place She  was  the freak. She  is  the freak. She will  always  be the freak. That's all she will ever be. She let herself go the day of the accident. She let go of hope. She let go of happiness. But most of all, she let go of  love.

A book by Jeanne DuPrau Book 1 of the sequel The City of Ember. What is it about: "Many hundreds of years ago, the city of Ember was created by the Builders to contain everything needed for human survival. It worked…but now the storerooms are almost out of food, crops are blighted, corruption is spreading through the city and worst of all—the lights are failing. Soon Ember could be engulfed by darkness… But when two children, Lina and Doon, discover fragments of an ancient parchment, they begin to wonder if there could be a way out of Ember. Can they decipher the words from long ago and find a new future for everyone? Will the people of Ember listen to them?" My Opinion: This book is about two youngsters, a boy and a girl, who meet at school. They switched their jobs and wanted to save the city of Ember. The city of Ember is falling apart, their only resources of light is a light bulb. The resources are slowly running out but what if they find another