Notes For Somewhere Over The Rainbow Novels & Stories

Before New Year could come.Daniel,Rain together with the team which are Victor,Sam and Shane decides to go to the countryside which Rain’s rest-house was locates to celebrate New Year together and not to forget the three’s partners were their too,to enjoy themselves and to celebrate New Year together with the others.

Callista asked and Haru immediately answered while her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the rain falling on her face. "Because of this rain, I experienced happy and sad circumstances. The rain witnessed all that I went through. And do you know that it is better to cry while it is raining because no one can see you crying because the rain accompanies you when you cry. You are free to cry without anyone noticing." Haru said and help Callista to enter the house because Callista were sick more when it got soaked in the rain. Callista was quiet as Haru helped her to enter to the house.

“..sometimes I get so weird I even freak myself out..I laugh myself to sleep it’s my lullaby…it is enough?…is it enough?…is it enough to breath…somebody rip my heart and leave me here to bleed….it is enough to die…somebody save my life….I’d rather be anything but ordinary please…” She moved on to pack up her belongings in the drawers. Another song came on her phone and she smiled at the song. It was Somewhere Over the Rainbow-What A Wonderful World by Israel Kamakawiwo’ol… She genuinely smiled at this song as it calmed her. She ran into the closet and got down her ukulele so she could play along with it. She sat down on the bed again as she played along to the song after she started it over

"I'll be playing the instrumental version of 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow' as a farewell of sorts to my fellow graduates. I hope you'll forgive me if I make any mistakes." She plucked the strings softly to produce a delicate and poignant tune that revealed her young spirit and strength of character. The melody tugged on one's heartstrings, and the combination of firmness and gentleness allowed every single note to fall into place. At the end of the piece, everyone there was silent. None of them recovered from the undulations of the piece's heart-rendering conceptualization. The first sounds of applause came from the opposite terrace. Corinne turned her head to look and her mind immediately we

Fernando revealed another sword and Selene set it to flames, Red did the same and I just knew that they would be able to handle themselves. I charged forward and jumped into the tornado that Rainbow was in. I stopped as I looked up at the magnificence of the places. Red electricity kept sizzling through the air and I started hearing voices. "I don't want to die. . ." It was Rainbow's voice. "Rainbow?" I called. "I'm afraid. . .I just want to go home. . .please take me home," she sobbed. I followed her voice and saw her crouched over, with her back to me.

I scoot as close to her as possible and hug her tightly. My chin rests on the top of her head as I begin to sing, "Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true."

“Yup.” And indeed not many days later I am back on the bench by the lake. Could there really be a wormhole here? Winter is past its peak, and temperatures have become much more bearable. This time I take more time to travel exactly to a point where I want to be. Several attempts failed, I couldn't get the right images of it. Apparently it doesn't work if those moments have little meaning for me. I didn't plan to travel to such a heavily loaded moment, but it's the easiest way. Hopefully I'll get the chance to do something else there too. The rainbow colours are already coming. The Past

'....Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow Why, oh why can't I?' A healthy, beautiful child stood singing in front of their house. She was dressed in a white little dress and matching shoes, her long, thick black hair tied with a white ribbon. Her rosy cheeks, red lips, delicate nose, and eyes framed with long lashes made her a delight to behold.

He pointed towards the man who was speaking with my wife at that time “And apparently he wants to hear her in front and center.” Then the place went silent when the first chords were heard. The hairs on my arms stood on end when Eva started humming the intro of 'somewhere over the rainbow' and once she started singing, I couldn't take my eyes off her. My heart hammered in my chest when, singing about dreams coming true, Eva fixed her gaze on me and didn’t look away again. Every sung word was an unspoken statement from her to me, every emotion I saw in her eyes was a manifestation of her feelings for me.

“Anything else.” “Sure,” Bree said, getting her guitar out. She sat on the bench and tried to decide, a million songs coming to mind. But she chose one she’d always loved to sing and played, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” By the time she was done, most of the people in the room had tears in their eyes. But Bree didn’t. As much as she wanted to cry at the sentiment of the song, she wasn’t about to let Monica see her cry now.