|My mind is crazy. (#^.^#)|
Sleeping ProblemsCynthia couldn't sleep at all. The storm was getting worse as she remembered the harsh words the prince had said to her.Sleeping Problems by FirepeltXColdpelt
"I don't want you near me any more. You are only just to serve me as your advisor and nothing more!" He shouted at her and turned away. "I have arranged your car to take you back to your home in the morning. You'll be leaving at first light." He growled before sitting down, facing towards the lit up garden.
A gentle tear came from her eye as she thought of the prince. A knock on the door soon brought her back to the present.
"I'm sorry to call you so late, can we talk?" Prince David's voice came from behind it and Cynthia jumped up to wrap her dressing gown around herself as she opened the door. She had hardly enough time to notice him there before she was crushed into his chest. He began to talk to her as she looked up at him.
"I was horrible to you, earlier... I guess, I'm weaker than I thought..." He sighed as he looked down into Cynthia's eyes, his once beautiful
What a lovely room."What a lovely room..." Cynthia looked around the room as she entered it. The room was filled with antique furniture and looked just like a room fit for a princess. The view from the big window was as beautiful as a painting. She felt like she was dreaming. Back before she met the royal family, she only lived in a cheap apartment with only cheap furniture and now, she can stay in places like this and live in comfort for the first time in her life.What a lovely room. by FirepeltXColdpelt
"I'm glad you like it, Miss." Edward replied, putting down her luggage in her room. "If there is anything you need, please feel free to let me know any time." He told her before walking outside. "Also..." Edward turned his head slightly to face her. "I was asked to pass along a message from his Highness."
"Oh? What is it?" Cynthia asked, looking back at the groundskeeper. "He said that he wishes to show you something soon and so he would be very happy to see you in the garden once you get settled."
"Something he wants to show me?" Cynthia rep
Keswick VacationHis work finally finished, Prince David and Cynthia sneaked off in the dead of the night. Borrowing one of the cars, they took off for his vacation home.Keswick Vacation by FirepeltXColdpelt
"This is your vacation home?!" Cynthia gasped at the amazing sight of the huge mansion. Ivy grew from the tower walls and the windows were in pristine condition.
"Yes, the Keswick family have taken their holidays here for a while now." He smiled and looked over at her. "I have heard that it was built several centuries ago, and was very lucky to survive the war." Behind him, the stone walls of the castle stood tall. Cynthia marveled at how at home the prince seemed as he stood in front of the castle. The castle stood before the mountains coloured in vivid reds and yellows which made the castle stand out beautifully in the mountains.
The castle gates opened and a middle-aged man with striking silver hair stepped out to greet them.
"It's been some time, Your Highness." The silver haired man bowed to the prince. "It has. Thank you for tak
Vacation?"But... You just said that you were going on your own." Cynthia was surprised by the prince and his sudden decision to take her to his own vacation.Vacation? by FirepeltXColdpelt
"I've been meaning to invite you, but I never had the chance with Thomas always three steps away to interrupt my conversations and get in the way of plans." He smiled softly and looked her in the eyes. "I would really like you to go on vacation with me... Only if you would like, of course."
Cynthia thought about it quickly, worrying if it would be alright or not. Coming to her answer, she looked back into the princes eyes and nodded slightly. "Yes, I would love to come with you." She answered him but she was still unsure if it would be alright with the prince, but she still wanted to spend time with him.
"I'm glad to hear that, I thought you might have said no. I just thought that since we always seem to be followed by the media, and the paparazzi, you might be getting tired of being around me." Prince David replied, smiling wide. "But eve
Today's Headlines From The News Desk 3-23-15Today's Headlines From The News Desk 3-23-15 by techgnotic
Today's Headlines From The News DeskMarch 23, 2015
You feel it, we feel it, Busterella feels it — bu
These are three things that I think about everyday.
Because I know how it feels…
To be broken.
To be beaten.
To be defeated.
But I want to rise up over this.
I am rising.
And I’m bringing others with me.
We’re not just the left out ones.
I’m gonna make a stand.
What am I to you? - PoemWhat am I to you?
Just a disappointment.
Our family share your pain and suffering.
We are broken.
We will never be the same.
The hurt in your eyes.
The pain from when you thought I was gone.
I see hopelessness.
I see regret.
I see a blur in our hearts.
Now there is hot burning tears falling onto the dirty floor.
And you are still the only one to visit.
Not knowing of the dangerous secrets.
That would be the end of me.
Thank youThank you
Thank you for always being there,
To listen and understand me.
I appreciate all you did for me,
And all you still do.
You may not understand,
Why I do what I do.
But you never criticized,
You just helped me through.
I look at old pictures
A crawling creeps across my skin
And in my heart, I feel a loss;
A loss of you.
You are the same sun that smiles
At me everyday of my life.
In that moment, I feel;
Day's will pass and you'll go away
In the park, alone I shall play
You may live, I may die
But in my dreams, there you'll stay.
I'll see you up in the sky,
As dusk turns to dawn.
You, I will always remember,
With hearts to heal and roads to wonder.
Goodbye - A poem about Loki and ThorGoodbye
I don't know what you expect me to do
When everything that I want is inside of you
Hiding away, a child under the blankets
Afraid to peer out and see the monsters.
Why can't you stay long enough to explain,
The hidden truths,
Your lies, your life,
Take this chance,
To turn it around.
I may not be the most truthful person myself,
But you know somewhere in your heart,
That you can only talk to me,
And no one else.
You have always over-shadowed me in our younger years,
But it's my turn now and no one can change it.
We know that everyone favored you more than me,
And that I was always the one that cleaned up after you.
You are nothing to me in this world,
I am something to you.