Romans & histoires Read One Poece

Roman was a gifted local poet who was great at writing poetry. Penny sized Roman up before gently saying, “Sir, please start your poetry recitation.” “Hmm.” Roman nodded. He took up the microphone and walked two steps forward on the stage before slowly reciting. “Autumn brings the winter breeze. “Three parts were bone-chilling. “Seven parts were moon-drinking. “Don’t be melancholic for the nights are sleepless and endless.” “Wow!” The entire crowd gasped and cheered. ‘Great poem. Such a great poem! He could create such a great poem in less than fifteen minutes. Roman really has a deep literature understanding and background!’

one two three four five Just then, over the course of the few minutes that she had been forced to read the piece of shit prophesy that was in her hands, she had been forced to slow down by the content of the writing, several times, to re read individual sentences of what she had failed to completely understand the first time around, and then being forced to slow down the pace of reading. one two three four five What she had just read was a slap in the face of what she had spent her life believing in.

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 ~AUTHOR'S POV~

ANDY’S POV The utter silence that passed between us in this very moment could be recorded in a world record. He blinked several times probably trying to make sense of the whole thing. “You…” He stifles a laugh clearing his throat “You are cursed. That’s what you’re saying” “Yes” I nod running a hand through my hair. He squints his eyes searching my face. I couldn’t read him because of his stoic façade. “Look, there are other ways to beg for money than pulling this stunt” He states with a straight face and I don’t hide my scoff.

Moments later, Tobi showed in front of us with his forehead creased. “I’ve been calling you, you’re not answering any of my calls.” He uttered. I pulled the phone out of my bag, and he was right. He’s been calling but my phone is on silent so I wouldn’t notice. “I’m sorry, it’s on silent. Do you need anything?” I asked. “It’s lunchtime, you have to eat.” He said. Rachel made a squeaking sound, we all looked at her. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Maria said.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

I opened it to see the contents. 'heLL0 p0 ^ 3^ c 3LTAN pu i2,, ^ω^ bka pu us2 mue ng maggud m0rnenG & nayT seny0 > < •_•;,,, p3deng ped3 pu aqu,, fREe pu i2 4la kau ba2yaRAN yezs phoe upoe, , nid nu lg is4ve the # qu in ba2 and bw4La ˊ▽ˋ mAY mag2Ti nhA sau ;)) xD mwa' And at the bottom of it there is indeed a number.

"The full moon's tonight, so we're going to take turns going for a run, if that's okay?" She almost spat out her mouthful of food. "Say that again?" Jaxon laughed. "When the moon shines bright, we turn into furry frights." "Do you want to cuff him, or shall I?" Parker asked Gavin quite seriously. "Oh, don't hit him," she exclaimed. "It was rather poetic." A trio of snorts met her words, but Jaxon beamed. "I have another one if you like that. Roses are red, violets are blue, your lips look so juicy, and I'll bet your pus-"

“Kade, lend me the money. Please. It’s...it was my mother’s. I need it.” He stared at me, visibly stunned. He had never seen me, proud Lila, now so pleading. “I’m begging you,” I whispered, my eyes burning with tears. Kade’s hand moved toward the inner pocket of his jacket, reaching for his black card—“Kade.” Sara’s hand shot out, clutching his arm. Her eyes were wide. “I…I really love this piece. It’s the first thing I’ve truly wanted in so long. Please, don’t help her. Please?”