Post by elena marie gilbert on Apr 12, 2011 6:30:47 GMT -5
Elena Marie Gilbert !?
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ARE YOU REALLY HAPPY
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WITH THE PERSON THAT YOU SEE IN THE MIRROR
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WITH THE PERSON THAT YOU SEE IN THE MIRROR
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AND SO WE REACH A NEW POINT
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IN THE PATH OF LIFE, DEATH AND IMMORTALITY
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IN THE PATH OF LIFE, DEATH AND IMMORTALITY
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HOW CAN WE EVER TALE A TALE
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IF WE STILL DON'T KNOW ITS BEGINNING AND END
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IF WE STILL DON'T KNOW ITS BEGINNING AND END
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THERE IS ALWAYS A PUPPETEER
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CONTROLLING EVEN THE STRANGEST OF THE PUPPETS
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CONTROLLING EVEN THE STRANGEST OF THE PUPPETS
hello my name is Bopy, i have been around for almost 15 years. of course only 2 years have been used to show everyone my talent. now i also do love other hobbits, is very fun. but enough about me, if you want to see how good i really am, here is an example,
Elena brushed her hair out of her eyes as she looked up at the huge bird which was flying above her. It's wings were spread making in gild across the sky. It's feathers were black and shiny as it's eyes were small and beady looking for something to eat as it flew. The sky was clear blue in that summer sky way that made Elena want to run for miles not caring if she got tired or she needed to eat. She felt alive and was proud to be a Gilbert at this very second in space. How could she not be feel happy? The grass around her was tall and green, bright and blowing slightly to that light breeze which bought sweet smells of flowers on the wind. Elena inhaled more trying to get even more of that sweet scent.
Elena smiled and knick a small round grey pebble with her light pink and White sneakers. It skipped along from the force of her knick stopping at a huge, old oak tree with curly branches and bark with so much detail Elena couldn't begin telling. Running over there she ran her small hand across the dark, brown bark feeling the curves and the bumps of the tree itself. It was rough and hard against her hand but Elena didn't whimper nor yelp at the sharp pain. It didn't really matter to her. She began humming a song one of summer and flowers as she felt the bark.
Elena pulled away from the tree and turned to look at the flower below it. Bright, yellow, sunny one it was with petals shining. Elena held her breath at the beauty of it. Leaning down she took a breath in. She then pulled back at the sharp scent the flower gave off. It was nasty, not quite what she had expected. But then looks could be deceiving she just had to close her eyes and think about Damon and how he acts all nasty and mean but really he's soft and cuddly. But then closing her eyes and thinking of her real father... Elena knew he wanted more than to help her. Instantly her good mood was gone and clouds came in and covered the blue sky. At that point she knew... She was never going to be normal, she could pretend and act she was normal but she was never going to be normal again unless she wished to give up Stefan which would never happen because she loved him... Besides who wanted to be normal? Maybe...
Elena smiled and knick a small round grey pebble with her light pink and White sneakers. It skipped along from the force of her knick stopping at a huge, old oak tree with curly branches and bark with so much detail Elena couldn't begin telling. Running over there she ran her small hand across the dark, brown bark feeling the curves and the bumps of the tree itself. It was rough and hard against her hand but Elena didn't whimper nor yelp at the sharp pain. It didn't really matter to her. She began humming a song one of summer and flowers as she felt the bark.
Elena pulled away from the tree and turned to look at the flower below it. Bright, yellow, sunny one it was with petals shining. Elena held her breath at the beauty of it. Leaning down she took a breath in. She then pulled back at the sharp scent the flower gave off. It was nasty, not quite what she had expected. But then looks could be deceiving she just had to close her eyes and think about Damon and how he acts all nasty and mean but really he's soft and cuddly. But then closing her eyes and thinking of her real father... Elena knew he wanted more than to help her. Instantly her good mood was gone and clouds came in and covered the blue sky. At that point she knew... She was never going to be normal, she could pretend and act she was normal but she was never going to be normal again unless she wished to give up Stefan which would never happen because she loved him... Besides who wanted to be normal? Maybe...