Yet Another Post

Well, I'm here again... :/ As always, when I write I seem to be thinking a lot. Right now, I'm thinking a lot more deeply than I was last night or even this morning. Well, I saw him tonight. Anne's brother. She wrote a lovely story about 'the lion' that we named him because of a recent story that happened. Here, I'll give you what she wrote... but beware, it's copyrighted... by who? Me and Anne. It's for a book I'm writing called 'A Boy Called Lion'... Yes, Lion is his name.

His name was Lion. He appeared out of nowhere. Just out of the blue; one moment I was all alone feeling as insignificant as a fly on the wall, then he came. I felt so important all of a sudden. I knew we were meant for each other, although he didn’t even know me yet. Slowly, we became friends, and as things progressed I often thought I caught him looking at me more and more, and in a way that made me feel hopeful. On my birthday, he finally asked me. We were inseparable after that…or so I thought. The end of school was approaching, and we were forced to study harder, meaning there was less time for us to be together. Finally, after all of the tests were over we got back together. Laughing, talking, or simply being with him was indescribable. I knew I had finally found the one. Then one evening, we were walking along a creek, it was nearly sunset. All at once we stopped and looked into each other’s eyes; his deep blue, with a hint of green; drawing me deeper and deeper into his love. The songs of all the birds seemed to mix into such a pleasant and peaceful melody. Then just as he was leaning in to kiss me, I heard the shot. He froze, motionless for a moment, and then he fell; it seemed almost to happen in slow motion. Behind him I saw the hunter; she had finally caught the lion off guard. I do not recall hearing or feeling the pain of the second shot; all I remember is seeing that face of the friend I thought I knew so well. Just before it was over she said, “Emma, I warned you not to go for him.” Those were the last words my friend ever spoke to me before she ended my life; the last and terrible words spoken to me by Anne, whom I had trusted and confided in with so much.

Well, I should probably get to bed... I'll probably write more early this morning though. I love everyone... and Lion. Oh, and I sent a pciture of a lion to my dear friend to see what she'd do, and she hasn't responded. Whatever.... GOOD NIGHT!

--Glowing.

Oh, and here's a picture of a lion...

That's right, it's a lion... and me, with the lion... Since you are probably now reading this Anne.... There ya go you can look at it all night long if you wish ;) Okay, now I must really get my sleep. Good Night y'all!

--Still Glowing!