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**Geplaatst door de TopicStarter** : 28-09-07 14:35

[VER] (engels) My Good friend, The dark.

Geplaatst door de TopicStarter : 28-09-07 14:35

Ik heb dit verhaal in het engels geschreven, gewoon voor de afwisseling, ik heb geprobeert het zo makkelijk mogelijk te houden voor de mensen die niet zo goed zijn in het engels, en sommige woorden proberen op te zoeken, maar hier en daar zal vast wel een klein schrijf foutje zitten, mijn excuses hierover.

Het verhaal is nergens op gebaseerd, gewoon voor de fun.

My good friend, the dark.

“ I like the dark, he is my friend!” I would say over and over again.
My mother would look at me, in a way here face tells me, that she doesn’t understand, and she would say: “ What’s wrong with you?”
Over and over again ...

Nothing is het only answer I will ever give her, but my self insurrence would drop to the floor and further, when my mind is freaking out, trying to answer the question “ am I normal?”.

My bed, my warm blancket, my mind and my friend are the only things I need at night, when i’m trying to solve the questions that just can’t ever be solved. But still, they spook around in my head.

“Why am I here? What is the meaning of wasting this live?’
My imagination is my world, there i’m queen!
Infact I can be anything I want!
And I can end or restart my live, if I don’t like it.

But it doesn’t last very long.
Before I even know it, it’s all gone, disapeart in the beams of light that won the battle against my curtains, and shases away the only friend I have.
I have another day to live without him.

I am a victem of the light, only darkness can help me now, but my friend won’t be back for at least 13 hours.

I fight my hair thats neighter straight or curly, actually it fits my live very well.
Not one second will my eyes look down on the person standing face to fact with me.
Oh no! She might think I have any compassion for her...
But we all know that answer, don’t we.

I don’t even think the person in front of me fits well in that little quare.
No, why could she? She doesn’t even fit in her own clothes!
And not every store has size xxl ...

Oh how I long for my friend! He protects me, he protects my from ‘them’.
I don’t want to go to school, sure I have friends, but still I feel so lonely.
I feel like nobody ever understands me. They all got boyfriends, and here I am, all alone..
Some girls even got girlfriends, people would wispher behind there backs, but at least there not alone.
I did had one good friend that I had during the day, when everybody could see me.
His warmth and sweetness made me feel happy again, but one day he dissappeart... his meadow was open, and a track of tyres made his way across his meadow.
He was stolen.
Now the only true friend I have, comes at night.
Why do people stare at me, there eyes are following my every move, I can hear them wispher, lauching, and talking to eachother, and I’m sure it’s about me!
Whey do they do it? I know I’m fat, I know I’ve got glasses, It’s not my fault!
I didn’t shoose this live, Infact if I would have the strenght I would end it myself!
And if anyone complains about it, they should talk to HIM.

I lost my faith in HIM a very long time ago, when bad people stole my day - friend, and I went to high school. Everything there is like a strikt rule.
If you don’t got the perfect body, the perfect hair, and the perfect family , not to forget the money, your not welcome! And to make things worse, every ‘Miss Perfect’ got her ‘Mister Perfect’ as well. But let me say this, if they think everything about them is so perfect, they’ve seen just one little thing over there heads... there personality!
I’ve they even have one... because at night, my good friend and I, we thought about the things they really are... there made from plastic! Popping out the earth like mushrooms, with there mascara, there blush and there animal-tested lipstick!

In class they refuse to cut open a frog they helpt to catch, because it’s to horrible, but they seem to have no problem what so ever to put the intestines on there lips. Must taste very good...

Psychology... what a bunch of crap! How does this little Lord Of The Rings like creature at front knows anything about what other people think? Does he have some kind of super power?
I doubt that! Maybe he knows the brains of the Misses and Mister perfects..
I don’t think thats so hard to guess, they hardly have the brain of my gold fish, and even he knows not to swim against the glass of his bowl, I can’t say that about them, when they tried to walk through the automatic door, one always hits the glas when trying to focus if there ass wiggels the right way, when she walks.

I also hate the bus. God I really hate the bus! When school is out, my father still has to work another hour, and we only got I car so I’m forced to take the schoolbus home.
So many people pushed together in a small old bus. It doesn’t matter if I run or slowly crawl to it, I never have a place to sit. At the end of the ride the fresh air is gone, and you can smell all the nasty things of every single human being on that bus.

When I walk through the back door my mother doesn’t ask me how my schoolday has been. She gave up when she realized the only anser I would gave her was the sound of a slaming door.
And if my day couldn’t get any worse my father comes home.
You might place my father in the “Mister Perfect” catagory. I know a daugther would see a rol model in her father, but not me.
He pushes me in everything. And when I finally have a straight A, he doesn’t compliment me, no... he would only say “ You see, why do I always need to push you, you know you can.. You have my intelligents”.

So here I am.. My room is colt and gives an impression to be an ice-palace.
It’s big, but that’s just because it use to be the attic.
I put on the tv, and sit in my large sitting-bag. TV is so boring, only a few programmes really intrests me. Lost... because it’s about a bunch of people that crashed down on a deserted island, that isn’t quite deserted as they thought, and all strange things happen to them, god I wish I were there... and then we’ve got Prison Break, I watch that because the lead actor is very handsome! But the season has stopt, so it won’t be back on the tv for another two months or so. And here or there a animal documentary. I’ve seen every episode of ‘the simpsons’ at least 2 times, so my intrest in that is gone!
The only thing I can’t get enough off is South Park! It’s just great!

But I trouly hate shows like, ‘The Beauty and the Nerd’ ,‘Big Brother, or Temptation Island...’ What the F*ck is that?? Why do people wanne get locked up in a house with a bunch of other people they don’t know, and wait for an argument to be created, or guys to be called a nerd? And do you see me say to a “future” boyfriend; “Hey, our relationship is going so well, lets enter the game and see how fast we’ll fall apart?” or, “Hey I don’t love you anymore, but I don’t have the “balls” to tell you, so lets enter and you’ll hook up to another girl, and I’ll sadly cry about is afterwards and call you an assh*le....”
Yeah...... well,
Screw them, It’s there lives, mine isn’t any better so....

At school we’re working on a project of designmethodes and the subject is “mind map”.
We have to draw things that are going around in our heads, about people, familie, our future, our past, and the thing we hate or love, or like to do in the future.
We have to make from every thing an individual drawing and at the end connect them with eachother and draw them on an A3 format paper.

I told the teacher I couldn’t possibly draw everything on a A3 Format paper and she asked me what she could do about my problem, I simply told her that if this was the project she might as well give me some rolls of wall paper and a few weeks off.

All do it’s true, I found it very funny, but she couldn’t laugh about is and told me to go to work very fast or I would fail her class....
Yep, another person on my “Black list”!

Well, another two hours before my friend is back but I get a little previeuw because South Park is about to start, so that was it for the day....

See you tomorrow, dear Journal.

**Geplaatst**: 28-09-07 14:58

Re: [VER] (engels) My Good friend, The dark.

Geplaatst: 28-09-07 14:58

Je hebt een mooie schrijfstijl, maar toch ontdek ik wel erg veel spellings- en grammaticafouten. Als je wilt kan ik de fouten voor je opzoeken en ze naar je pb'en.

Ga vooral door, erg goed! Lachen

**Geplaatst door de TopicStarter** : 28-09-07 14:59

Re: [VER] (engels) My Good friend, The dark.

Geplaatst door de TopicStarter : 28-09-07 14:59

mag altijd! Ik kan heel goed engels spreken, maar sommige woorden moet ik gewoon weglaten omdat ik ze niet weet te schrijven :p

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