Destinies's Touch: BeckA young human girl sat under the shade of a old oak tree with a book in her hand her dark brown hair went past her shoulders and down her back and some fell in her face hiding her light brown eyes as she read, her dress was a pale blue and her shoes were a faded leather and she wore white gloves.Destinies's Touch: Beck by Firegirl1015
Her reading was interrupted when a voice called her. "Beck!" shouted the voice of her worried mother. Beck rolled her eyes and looked across the field at a middle aged woman walking towards her, the woman looked almost just like her the only difference was the woman's eyes were hazel and her dress was yellow. "yes mother?" she asked as the woman, her mother, "where have you been!"
"I've been here reading mom" I answered her standing up. "well tell us next time you go to wonder off you had us terrified that some of those bandits got you!" she snapped. "yes ma'am" I mumbled. For weeks bandits had been attacking tradesman on the road here so many of the towns girls stayed in there home
Dear Mr. President: What's wrong with the world?Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me?
Let's pretend we're just two people and,
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
If I got the chance, I would ask him everything.
There's so much that's wrong with the world.
People are just too afraid to look at it.
They refuse to see...
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
I just wonder if he knows what he's doing.
Some of the descisions aren't making a difference.
Is he proud of what is happening?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
And tell me why?
We're all hurt here.
People with no jobs.
Their families sick and dieing.