A ciminal mind (oneshot) |
Okej, håller på med en engelska uppgift där vi skulle skriva om något inom brott/mord/ o.s.v och deras tankar. Vet inte om den blev bra och min engelska staving är inte så bra, men skulle uppskatta kritik på vad som kanske skulle förbättras och så :)
tack på förhand, kramar airya <3
A criminal mind
Rosalie walked through the corridors. Her eyes were looking straight in front of her and the adults stood and talked to each other, knowing nothing what the girl with the blond hair was thinking and what she was carrying.
A segment packet in her arms and her eyes showed nothing, but deep inside a war was going on and her heart was just a black hole with scars.
Rosalie had in her whole life living in her fathers shadow, always walking behind and always been quiet. She never spooked without his approval.
Her father had never accept her best friend and always reminded her how much he hated that family, but Rosalie felt sadness for him at somehow she can’t explain.
Hard and tight she hold the segment packet in her arms and with settled steps she walked through the corridors to her fathers desk and a woman in a green suite looked at her, but Rosalie just keeping going forward to her goal.
Her body is clean and soft, she never hurt herself to get ride of the pain she carrying inside. But her soul I empty and have no colors, her heart is ripped apart after all those years she have been living with her fathers hate to her best friend’s family.
She was no longer a human, she was just a toy that had walked in her fathers shadow and she always had hesitated before she opened her mouth in front of him, to afraid what he would say and do.
Rosalie’s footsteps was the only thing she heard and complete cold she walked inside to her fathers desk, there she saw him sitting and talking in his phone.
He nods against her meaning on a sheer and Rosalie did what he said, like she always does.
Straight in the back and smiled softly against her father with his sculpture face and listened to his false words he exchanged with the person in the phone.
Rosalie sat still, looked at her father all the time and her sensitive green eyes was longing for handling over the segment packet to him and then walk away.
The tears she have crying, the hate that had growing and the words that felt like hits straight in her face that her own father had said to her would never go away. But there was one thing that could go away, forever.
- What do you having there sweetheart?
Same sensitive green eyes looked at her and Rosalie’s smiles grow bigger.
- It’s a packet for you daddy, it’s for me, to you. Promise me, that you open it when after I have left?
She handled over the segment packet from her arms to her father and her eyes relay sparkled and her father nod and then gave her a hug.
- Hope you like it, you disserve it.
She just kept smiling and her father didn’t saw the vicious in her eyes and smile when he took the segment packet and promised not to open it before his daughter had left.
A few seconds later Rosalie walked out from the building with a big smile on her face and when she came to the parking a huge explosion heard.
- Like I said, you disserve it, dad.
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(ska föreställa lite psykist typ)
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| Kommentarer | | Chidaper - 7 mar 09 - 21:13 | | jag kan inte heller bra engelska xD men den va bra, de jag fatta ;) |
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