I'm eleven. It's nice to meet you. Pity about the allergies, but on the bright side, no cages to clean! I'd like to be friends.

hi!

i just love cricket! i wrote a little something just for fun and i was wondering whether anyone likes it. its a bit sappy, so i think its more of a girl thing. here goes.

Apart

and he came with a dozen yellow roses clutched tightly in his fist, striding past the wrought iron gates that kept them apart. he marched fearlessly through the whispering overgrown grass, weaving between the smooth stones scattered here and there about the place. the ominous storm clouds acted as a melancholy shroud to mask the pain he felt without her. then, he found her beneath the familiar willow tree where they had played as children, where they had first fallen in love, where he had recently promised to marry her. he recalled the brillliant way the light had shone on her glorious face that day, a face he couldn't bear to be without. he thought about her voice musical and soft, and he whispered her name over and over again beneath his shallow breaths. and suddenly, the clouds burst apart and the rain began to fall, quenching the thirsty earth. but whether the drops on his face where raindrops or teardrops, he himself didn't know. so he placed the bouquet lovingly on the green belly of her freshly dug grave,and fled the cemetery with a heavy heart, longing only for her.