Tuesday, August 2, 2005

A random quiz I took.

Take the quiz: "RANDOM QUESTION PERSONALITY QUIZ! VEEEERRRRY TRUE RESULTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" YOU NEED MORE CONFIDENCE LETS PUTN IT THIS WAY... YOU HATE YOURSELF. TRY AND GET A LITTLE MORE CONFIDENCE MAN! I MEAN, YOU'RE GREAT AT CHEERING OTHERS ON FOR THEIR GOALS, SO TRY IT ON YOURSELF! I CAN TELL YOU RIGHT NOW, YOU DESERVE WAY MORE CREDIT FOR YOURSELF THAN YOU GIVE. DON'T THINK YOUR COCKY OR SELF CENTERED BY CHEERING YOURSELF ON AT SOMETHING FOR ONCE! PEOPLE DON'T LIEK TO SEE IT ALL THE TIME, BUT THEY DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU TALKING TRASH ABOUT YOURSELF EITHER. PEOPLE DON'T HATE YOU, AND WHY SHOULD YOU WORRY ABOUT WHAT THEY THINK ANYWAY! THANKS FOR TAKING THE QUIZ!

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Poem

LIFE AND DEATH? Life... I think of this one word which binds us all together... Death... I remember the pain it causes... My wrist bleeds as I look in the mirror... My eyes burn with tears... I just wanted to be loved... I just wanted to be heard... No one cared... Except you... Life held us together... But you had to be consumed by death... Now that I make myself bleed... Do you finally see? I can't be with you in life any longer... So death will be our main... I love you... I always have... Now that I lie here in the darkness... The blood running down my arm... I feel free... I smile as I see your face... Your hand brushes my cheek as a tear runs down. Don't cry for me... I love you... I always will... Are you still bound to life? Are you dead like me? Or am I really just dead inside... Don't hold me here... I want to be with you! I can't stay alive while you're all alone on the other side! Are you dead...? Am I alive...? I look in the mirror... I see my face... This mask I've put on... It melts away... Are you life And me death? Are you death And me life? Why am I so blind to it all? Or do I really see? Tell me... Are you my life? or my death? I want to know... Are we destined to be apart forever? I love you... I want to be with you... You are my life... My death... My poem for the day. See you tomorrow. ~Kaatje^.>

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Monday, August 1, 2005

Oma's house.

I'm over at Oma's... I need something to do... Or, at least, write about. *sigh* I spent most of the day sleeping, then I started playing Grand Theft Auto with Seth. That lasted only a short time. Then we had to leave for an hour. Ok, when Reoku's gone, I have nothing to do, but play video games with Seth. (Or be bothered by Lukey-pookey.)So, we had nothing to do FOR ONE WHOLE HOUR!!!!!!!!!!! Eventually, we went to my house to listen to CDs with Tab, Kelly and Lukey-pookey. Seth left after a while. Oh well. Like I care. Then, I ended up here. XD Boring, isn't it? Yeah. Well, ran outta things to say. See you all tomorrow. ~Kaatje^.>

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

POEM!!!!!!!!! SQUUEE!!!!!!!!!!

LIES AND PAIN Swimming in the lies you told. The pain I'm in. The stories of old, They prove your not right. I just want to know, Do you love me? Will I always be pained so? Or is this one of your lies as well? I know you love her. I know you think she loves you. You think you need her. She doesn't love you! I love you more and more everyday! Why won't you stop to think about me?! Why don't you try to understand my love today?! I need you now! Why am I always second best? Why do you love her, When you know she'll put you to rest? I love you! She loves him! You love her? She loves Tim! Why?! Why won't you just open your eyes, To what's infront of you? I see your lies... They're breaking me... I love you... My tears kill me... Will you ever love me too...? I love you... I love you... Hear me... Bored out of my MIND!!!!!!!!! Well, see ya. ~Kaatje^.>

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

I've made my decision! =D

I'm WAY too lazy to write a story. What the hell was I thinking?! *Hits self* Annnnnnnnnnnnnyway... Now, I have nothing to say... Reoku ish grounded because of my dad... and her soon-to-be step mom, is being a bitch... >.> Oops... did I say that? So... Yeah, I have no one to talk to, 'cuz Kenshin isn't on, and neither is meh brusband... ;-; So, I'm bored and lonely. OMG!! Poem! Coming! To! MIND!!!!!!!! Nope, nevermind. Too lazy to write it. Well, see ya. ~Kaatje^.>

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Backness...

Ok... I'm back... camp... was... OMG!! It was acually fun!!! *dies* Well, aside from one counseler... --+ Well... I'll tell more tomorrow. I gotta call someone, 'cuz I need someone to talk to right now. See ya. ~Kaatje^.>

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Saturday, July 16, 2005

See ya

Like Reoku, I'll be M.I.A. for a week. Maybe longer than that. My home computer doesn't work. >.>;;; But, camp shall... who am I kidding? It's gonna suck. Plain and simple. SUCK!!! >. Well... No more of the story today. No ones reading it, so Meh. No reason to continue writing it. Sound fair to you? Well, it does me. Hm... nothing else to say. See you guys whenever my computers up. Much love ~Kaatje^.> P.S. Muffin, Sorry for not e-mailing the new password to ya. >.< I forgotst!! (<-- Yes spelled wrong on purpose.)

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Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Alas, yet, another poem.

I look out the window Are you really out there Waiting Watching hoping for your love It kills me I want to feel you Once more Holding me Not breaking me Not hurting me Like you do now Oh if love could be a wall I'd break it down Destroy it Please Set me free Leave my soul Leave me to wander LET GO OF ME Stop holding my heart Oh how I'd love for you to hold me Just like you used to Just like before I want so much to cry for you I want to cry until it kills me But I don't have to cry In order to let all my life subside I've already died From lack of your love Lack of all that you are From my lack Of you God, that was girly and a waste of my time. -- Hm... now I have nothing to do... See ya! ~Kaatje^.>

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Chapter Two. The Story of Ivey and Ivan. Legends Unbroken.

"Two silhouettes stood upon the hill looking over the town. Ivey and Ivan were ready for their kill." I listened to the old man tell his story. The story, of how he escaped the terror of the twin duo. I knew that none of it was true. Ivey and Ivan had never destroyed the mans home. I wanted to tell him that he was mistaken. But Ivey's soul held my heart. I'd be burned as a witch.The truth is, I know everything. I know how they came to be. Who they really are. Why they kill. The war began hundreds of years ago. Ivey and Ivan, twins, born of hatred, were the top worriors in the king's army. Beaten and tortured everyday. Turning them into killing machines. Forced to kill the ones they loved, and drink their blood. They became heartless demons. Eventually losing all humanity, and free will. At least, that's what was thought by the king. In fact, they had too much free will. Driving Ivey to kill the king. Since that day, there has been a legend, telling about two worriors who could kill the two. These worriors live amoungst us, as humans. The legend tells about these worroirs coming to save us, when Ivey and Ivan surface once more. The time is drawing near. "Bring them from the dungeon." The king laughed. "It's time for their training." "Yes, M'lord." Ivey and Ivan were brought in in shackles. Their eyes were a hallow grey. Their jet black hair hung wildly, uncombed in their face. Their clothes, tattered. Ivey lifted her head. "M'lord... What is your bidding for today?" She tilted her head slightly to one side. Ivan's eyes narrowed as he looked over at her. "Unshackle the girl. I believe we've gotten through to her. Unlike her misserable brother." The king smiled. A knight uncuffed her and led her to the king's side. He lifted her chin. "What a fine queen you will make." "Get your filthy hands off of her!" Ivan yelled as he struggled to get free. The king laughed. "Her brother will make a fine soldier in time." "A very fine one indeed." Ivey smiled. "But I'm afraid I can't say the same for my being queen." Her thick accent seaped through her smirk. Blood ran from the king's mouth as her dagger, hidden by her clothes, plunged through his heart. "Rest in peace, M'lord." Her smile grew. "M'lord!!" The gaurds yelled as they ran to his side. Ivan grinned at his sister as she fed the gaurds the same fate as their king. She made her way to Ivan. "You doubted me." Her eyes narrowed. "I should kill you with them. But I'd never slay my own flesh and blood." She slashed at his shackles, breaking him free. They ran for shelter as the rain poured. They came upon a barn in a small village, and stopped for the night. Days passed as they wandered. Every soldier in the kingdom was out to find them, but to no aval. Nearly five monthes had passed with them on the run. When, one day, they reached a tiny village just outside of civilization. "This is it, Ivey." Ivan said with a smile. "Our new home. These people don't know the king from their neighbor. It's more likely, they've never even heard of his death. At least, not before we're long gone." "You'd better be right. Or I might kill you." Ivey smiled brightly at him. "Come. they await." Ivan smiled back at her. They lived in the village for years, unknown by the villagers as the killers of their king. A man wandered in the village one day. He had no connection to anyone there. But Ivey watched him like a hawk. He had hair as black as Ivey and Ivan's, coming down to his shoulders, and hallow grey eyes. The exact likeness of their kind. He couldn't be trusted. Not even by Ivey and Ivan themselves. One day, Ivey caught the man's eye. He walked over cautously. "Hello ma'am. Fine day today. You agree?" "No day is fine. Don't think you can trick us by your act." Ivey looked into his eyes. They were as cold as hers. "I see. You are what I've thought." He smirked. "You are WHO I thought." "Aie." She smirked back. "Are you one of his mindless drones? Or, were you, should I say?" "Neither. I've been looking for you. You are as beautiful as the stories say." He touched her cheek. A line of blood ran down his hand, as her blade dug into his palm. "NEVER touch me." She said coldly. "I don't know who you are, or why you've been looking for us, but I warn you, any interferance in our plans, will get you killed. Do I make myself clear?" He smiled and, tipped his hat. "Good'ay, ma'am." He walked away. The wound on his hand, healed. "He's a threat." Ivey thought as she ran to warn Ivan. "Do you really think he could be Damien?" Ivan said as he bit into an apple. "Certain as I'm standing here." She took the apple. "So, where could he have hidden Kera?" He reached for the apple. "Not sure. Nor do I care. We have to get out of here, before they can use their dirty little tricks on us." She pulled the apple back and tossed it into the air. Slicing it in half, both halves landing in mud puddles. "That was unfair." Ivan looked at her. "The world is unfair. We're now on the run, once more. And to think, life was going so well." She licked the juice off the blade. I zoned back in as the memory stopped in my mind. The man was still rambling. Now, he had survived four of their attacks. Yet, he had never even seen the two. Nor had the two killed in over three hundred years. This man wasn't a day over eighty-nine. I stood. "Sorry to end the story so soon." I smiled at him brightly. "But I should really be getting home." "Be careful out there. Those two are still ready to kill." He said through half closed eyes. "Yes sir." I walked out. "This man has no idea..." I thought as the door slammed behind me. Ivey's voice answered me. "He's not what he seems. A shape shifter... Posseser. Be careful, Reena. If you get yourself killed, you'll kill me. Or, should I say, I'll have to kill you, before you can kill me." I felt her grasp on my heart, as she squeezed. "Y-yes, Ivey." I said silently as I struggled to stay standing. "Good." Her grasp loosened. "Now, Ivan has found us, and that boy knows too much." "Keith doesn't know anything." "That's what you think. He's been talking to that old man. I know his mind is being manipulated." I sighed as I walked home. That's all you get for now. Mainly, I got bored, and I have to get offline soon. Well, Next chapter will come in a day or two. Don't fall asleep reading now. ~.- ~Kaatje^.>

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Dark Light

I'm starting a story called Dark Light. The plots kinda simple, but hey, Need something to do to pass the time. Plus, it's different from my poems, and I'm too easily bored. Chapter One Reena's own soul. The moon shined through Keith's window. He sighed, thinking about his day. "Hm... Why is life so boring?" He said out loud. "Careful what'cha wish for." Isaid when I walked into his room. "Sometimes, you can't handle what you want." "Really?" He rolled his eyes. "And I believe you, why?" "Personal experience." I sat down next to him and looked outside. "It's not a good idea to be this close to a window at night." "Oh yeah. Why not?" "Tell ya a secret." I winked at him. "There's a war going on. The longer you stay here, the more likely it is, that you'll become a target." "Oh, really? Ya don't say?" He said bored. "Target for what?" "Things... demons... vampires... werewolves. You know. Jeez, didn't your parents ever tell you stories?" Keith scowled at me. "Oh, right. I forgot..." I sighed as I looked back outside. Keith's parents were murdered three years ago. The crime, never solved. He lives with his grandma. I was hired as his baby sitter around five years ago by his mother. Keith ignores the facts and tries to act like it doesn't bother him. Keith wants to know what happened to his parents. Sadly, I'm the only one he knows, that could tell him. I thought about it as he began to wave his hand infront of my face. "Reena? Hello? Wake up!" He smacked me. "Hey. What was that for?" "Pay attention. Look." He pointed outside. "Do you see that?" A dark figure stood looking at us. I swallowed hard. I knew who it was, and what he wanted. "Keith, nothings out there. It's time for bed." I said calmly, as though I didn't see Ivan looking at us. Keith grumbled and walked over to his bed. I waited until he was asleep, and walked outside to meet with my brother. "Ivey." He grabbed my arm. "What do you want Ivan?" My tone went cold as I shoved his hand off my arm. "I need you back. You need to let Reena go. Leave her soul alone." "No, I can't. Not until Keith finds out the truth." "What, that we saw his parents get slaughtered? Yeah, great." "Ivan! I know what I'm doing. I need her soul, for just a little longer." That's all you get for now. You've all lost interest, haven't you? XD ~Kaatje^.>

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