While writting this story i'll probaboly will be listening to a lot of songs by Evanescence......I decided to change the plot a little...............
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Inspired by-
Bring Me Back To Life
by: Evanescene
How can you see into my eyes, like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb
Without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Untill you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
Now that I know what I'm without, you can't just leave me
Breath into me and make me real
Bring me to life
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
Bring me to life
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Frozen inside without your touch, without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
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On a dark rainy day everyone should be inside warm and sitting by the fireplace relaxing, right? Well everyone was except a 16 year old girl. She was standing on the top of the hill letting the rain fall on her. She was looking at the sky,
her wet hair blowing in her face, while she was crying.
Just a half a hour ago she found out that Voldemort killed her parents. It was all her fault. Two muggle familes were killed 3 minutes after her parents. It was all her fault. That's what she told herself. She should have just told him she would help him. Ruin her life so others could live. That's what she was going to do for sure. She would become a Death Eater and then Voldemort will not kill her friends.
But she did not see what was so special about her that Voldemort would stop at nothing to get her to help him. She was just a regular witch like everyone else. Then she remebered her parents and started to cry again. She looked at the ground and saw a shary rock. She bent down to pick it up, grabed the rock and started to cut herself on the palm with the sharp edge. She was nothing to everyone. But she was atleast her friends olny hope. She hesitated about cutting herslef more.
Just when she was about to start again she saw a pair of strong hands grab the stone.
"What are you doing?" A male voice asked
Saria looked up and saw Harry looking at her concerned. He took the rock and let it fall to the ground.
"And what are you doing out here in this kind of weather?" he asked once again concerned.
Saria looked at his elmerald green eyes with her chocolate brown ones.
"I'm confused" she answered once again starting to cry and feel to the ground on her knees. Harry knelt down across from her.
"About what?" he asked.
"Help me...." Saria said completly breaking down.
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Please review. I think i like writting like dark stories. And Evanescence is a band who write songs about not being alone.... they say they're like trying to make their music like dark rock.........very cool.
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Inspired by-
Bring Me Back To Life
by: Evanescene
How can you see into my eyes, like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb
Without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Untill you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
Now that I know what I'm without, you can't just leave me
Breath into me and make me real
Bring me to life
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
Bring me to life
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Frozen inside without your touch, without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
Wake me up inside wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing that I've become
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
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On a dark rainy day everyone should be inside warm and sitting by the fireplace relaxing, right? Well everyone was except a 16 year old girl. She was standing on the top of the hill letting the rain fall on her. She was looking at the sky,
her wet hair blowing in her face, while she was crying.
Just a half a hour ago she found out that Voldemort killed her parents. It was all her fault. Two muggle familes were killed 3 minutes after her parents. It was all her fault. That's what she told herself. She should have just told him she would help him. Ruin her life so others could live. That's what she was going to do for sure. She would become a Death Eater and then Voldemort will not kill her friends.
But she did not see what was so special about her that Voldemort would stop at nothing to get her to help him. She was just a regular witch like everyone else. Then she remebered her parents and started to cry again. She looked at the ground and saw a shary rock. She bent down to pick it up, grabed the rock and started to cut herself on the palm with the sharp edge. She was nothing to everyone. But she was atleast her friends olny hope. She hesitated about cutting herslef more.
Just when she was about to start again she saw a pair of strong hands grab the stone.
"What are you doing?" A male voice asked
Saria looked up and saw Harry looking at her concerned. He took the rock and let it fall to the ground.
"And what are you doing out here in this kind of weather?" he asked once again concerned.
Saria looked at his elmerald green eyes with her chocolate brown ones.
"I'm confused" she answered once again starting to cry and feel to the ground on her knees. Harry knelt down across from her.
"About what?" he asked.
"Help me...." Saria said completly breaking down.
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Please review. I think i like writting like dark stories. And Evanescence is a band who write songs about not being alone.... they say they're like trying to make their music like dark rock.........very cool.