Pastor's Girl, Bianca Gray [romantic novels in english .txt] 📗
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had a dreamless rest of the night.
I woke up with a start. I scratched my head as I looked around my bedroom. My desk chair was on its side on my wooden floor. There was stuff all over my desk and dresser. Mostly rolled up pieces of paper. In the middle of my room, were the insides of my phone…
“What the heck happened last night?” I said out loud, my voice piercing the silence. I looked at the clock and it was almost noon. I got up and grabbed one of the pieces of paper. Inside was a poem:
Forever I will
By: Cara Matthews
His bright blue eyes,
So full of life.
Yet I cry,
When I see them.
Because I know
He’s like them.
But I can’t help
But love and cherish each moment.
He’s stolen my heart.
And it’s forever his.
It’s like a poisonous dart…
But it feels like bliss.
I know he’ll never feel the same.
I know.
But I still remember when he came,
To save me.
I love him.
And forever I will.
I just stared at the poem in shock. I was an idiot. Inside of these other pieces of paper, I knew, were poems and fantasies that would never ever come true. WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF??
Light Conquers Dark
By: Cara Matthews
The moonlight shone down on us as if it were a hidden spotlight. The fireflies twinkled around us as we snuck glances at each other. I felt my face grow hot and red. Everything felt all warm and fuzzy. It was beautiful, surrounded by God’s creation. He was so passionate about this God that I was a little jealous. We came to this quiet spot so we could talk about it. Because he was so passionate when he talked about Him that I caught myself feeling passionate about Him as well. At the moment, though, there was a lull in our conversations we stared up into the stars. I caught myself staring deep into his blue eyes. It was as if out of a cheesy romantic movie. Except that it was so humid my clothes were sticking to my less than perfect body. And Mosquitoes kept biting my arms and legs. Besides all these things, it was the perfect moment for him to kiss me. And as our faces slowly moved towards each other, he turned away and kept going on with our earlier conversation. My face turned red and I turned away. I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. I guess it was just me who felt this. He only thought of me as a little sister, or a girl he wanted to save from Hell.
The next day, I woke up to sleeping girls around me. I forced myself out of my bed and rubbed my tired swollen eyes. I splashed water on my face and put on some decent clothes. As I moved past sleeping limbs that were lying off of the beds, I put my hair into a quick bun and closed the door behind me. The sun was coming up, and that’s what I woke up to see. I yawned as the clouds turned lavender and pink, and the first rays of sunshine burst through the fading night sky. I watched as light pierced dark, making it run into the shadows it belonged in. I guess he did have a point. That boy. Light conquers dark, and that’s how God wanted it. I leaned over the wooden railing, my arms folded underneath my head when I heard my name behind called below me. My head popped up and I looked down. I smiled as I recognized those bright blue eyes that I loved so much.
“What are you doing up so early?” he asked. I smiled to myself.
“Just watching the light conquer the dark.”
Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.
I grabbed all of the crumpled pieces of paper and threw them in the trash. The last piece of paper I was about to throw away didn’t have anything written on it. Instead there was a drawing. It was an eye that had a tear coming out of it. The eye had heavy dark lashes around it. Inside the eye, was a vision. Something she was seeing. A girl and a boy. The girl had her arms around the boy but the boy was looking at her. At the eye. He looked like…
Jeffery?
What?
Why did I draw Jeffery with another girl?
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I woke up with a start. I scratched my head as I looked around my bedroom. My desk chair was on its side on my wooden floor. There was stuff all over my desk and dresser. Mostly rolled up pieces of paper. In the middle of my room, were the insides of my phone…
“What the heck happened last night?” I said out loud, my voice piercing the silence. I looked at the clock and it was almost noon. I got up and grabbed one of the pieces of paper. Inside was a poem:
Forever I will
By: Cara Matthews
His bright blue eyes,
So full of life.
Yet I cry,
When I see them.
Because I know
He’s like them.
But I can’t help
But love and cherish each moment.
He’s stolen my heart.
And it’s forever his.
It’s like a poisonous dart…
But it feels like bliss.
I know he’ll never feel the same.
I know.
But I still remember when he came,
To save me.
I love him.
And forever I will.
I just stared at the poem in shock. I was an idiot. Inside of these other pieces of paper, I knew, were poems and fantasies that would never ever come true. WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF??
Light Conquers Dark
By: Cara Matthews
The moonlight shone down on us as if it were a hidden spotlight. The fireflies twinkled around us as we snuck glances at each other. I felt my face grow hot and red. Everything felt all warm and fuzzy. It was beautiful, surrounded by God’s creation. He was so passionate about this God that I was a little jealous. We came to this quiet spot so we could talk about it. Because he was so passionate when he talked about Him that I caught myself feeling passionate about Him as well. At the moment, though, there was a lull in our conversations we stared up into the stars. I caught myself staring deep into his blue eyes. It was as if out of a cheesy romantic movie. Except that it was so humid my clothes were sticking to my less than perfect body. And Mosquitoes kept biting my arms and legs. Besides all these things, it was the perfect moment for him to kiss me. And as our faces slowly moved towards each other, he turned away and kept going on with our earlier conversation. My face turned red and I turned away. I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. I guess it was just me who felt this. He only thought of me as a little sister, or a girl he wanted to save from Hell.
The next day, I woke up to sleeping girls around me. I forced myself out of my bed and rubbed my tired swollen eyes. I splashed water on my face and put on some decent clothes. As I moved past sleeping limbs that were lying off of the beds, I put my hair into a quick bun and closed the door behind me. The sun was coming up, and that’s what I woke up to see. I yawned as the clouds turned lavender and pink, and the first rays of sunshine burst through the fading night sky. I watched as light pierced dark, making it run into the shadows it belonged in. I guess he did have a point. That boy. Light conquers dark, and that’s how God wanted it. I leaned over the wooden railing, my arms folded underneath my head when I heard my name behind called below me. My head popped up and I looked down. I smiled as I recognized those bright blue eyes that I loved so much.
“What are you doing up so early?” he asked. I smiled to myself.
“Just watching the light conquer the dark.”
Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.
I grabbed all of the crumpled pieces of paper and threw them in the trash. The last piece of paper I was about to throw away didn’t have anything written on it. Instead there was a drawing. It was an eye that had a tear coming out of it. The eye had heavy dark lashes around it. Inside the eye, was a vision. Something she was seeing. A girl and a boy. The girl had her arms around the boy but the boy was looking at her. At the eye. He looked like…
Jeffery?
What?
Why did I draw Jeffery with another girl?
Imprint
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Publication Date: 07-13-2012
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