Author: CloudyEyez88@yahoo.com
Disclamer: I do not own Sailormoon. Nor, will I ever. I"m just a poor girl living in the Ghetto. That is all.
Please, R&R I would very much appreciate it. If you have any ideas for my story. Please feel free to tell me. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
There voices crys out for they have to part. She gives him a hug and a crystal tear falls down her face. "I will never forget you, for I know that this time was to come and we were to part. My heart will always be yours."His body lifts off the ground and the autumn leaves dance around him swiftly and gracefully. "We are one and will always be goodbye, my love." With that he lands a kiss on her lips. His body floats high above to the bright light. She stares at him till the bright light dimishes and she sees nothing more than the crystal clear blue sky. She closes her eyes and sees the memorys with her love. She remember his warm kisses and the embracement of his arms around her. She knows that there will be a day again where they will be together, even though they had to part now. It is there destiny to be together. To forever be joined as one. With that she walks out of the woods remembering her love and going on with her life. Till, the time comes for where, he will be back. She looks off towards the sun set and hears his whispering "I love you" in the wind.
Serena slams the button on the alarm clock. For Serena today seemed just like every other day. Serena, Wake up!!! Screams her mother. Serena groogly openes her eyes and sits up in bed. She takes a glance at the clock realizing she is late once again. "Ohhh noo!!!, I'm going to be late again." Serena throws on her uniform and her brotch and runs down the stairs. Serena has always had the brotch ever since she was born. Her mom said that It was a gift in the family for hundreds of years. She was given it, when she was born. So, she passed it on to Serena. There has never been a day in which Serena has not worn her brotch. Even though kids don't normally wear brotches, she was more than happy to wear a family airlume. Serena threw her hair up in her buns. Ran down the stairs, grapped her books and a piece of toast. Kissed her mom on the cheek and ran out the door stuffing the toast in her mouth.
Disclamer: I do not own Sailormoon. Nor, will I ever. I"m just a poor girl living in the Ghetto. That is all.
Please, R&R I would very much appreciate it. If you have any ideas for my story. Please feel free to tell me. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
There voices crys out for they have to part. She gives him a hug and a crystal tear falls down her face. "I will never forget you, for I know that this time was to come and we were to part. My heart will always be yours."His body lifts off the ground and the autumn leaves dance around him swiftly and gracefully. "We are one and will always be goodbye, my love." With that he lands a kiss on her lips. His body floats high above to the bright light. She stares at him till the bright light dimishes and she sees nothing more than the crystal clear blue sky. She closes her eyes and sees the memorys with her love. She remember his warm kisses and the embracement of his arms around her. She knows that there will be a day again where they will be together, even though they had to part now. It is there destiny to be together. To forever be joined as one. With that she walks out of the woods remembering her love and going on with her life. Till, the time comes for where, he will be back. She looks off towards the sun set and hears his whispering "I love you" in the wind.
Serena slams the button on the alarm clock. For Serena today seemed just like every other day. Serena, Wake up!!! Screams her mother. Serena groogly openes her eyes and sits up in bed. She takes a glance at the clock realizing she is late once again. "Ohhh noo!!!, I'm going to be late again." Serena throws on her uniform and her brotch and runs down the stairs. Serena has always had the brotch ever since she was born. Her mom said that It was a gift in the family for hundreds of years. She was given it, when she was born. So, she passed it on to Serena. There has never been a day in which Serena has not worn her brotch. Even though kids don't normally wear brotches, she was more than happy to wear a family airlume. Serena threw her hair up in her buns. Ran down the stairs, grapped her books and a piece of toast. Kissed her mom on the cheek and ran out the door stuffing the toast in her mouth.