Post by katerina d. carrow on Jul 24, 2011 23:52:35 GMT -5
There's no way to describe what you do to me you just do what you
the memory of kathy in a sense would haunt her. though that wasn't the right world. it was the world when she thought of a ghost and memories. haunting, wasn't that was casper did in that classic from fifty years back? didn't he haunt that little girl but didn't it turn out for the best? or something of the kind? katerina couldn't quite remember the movie correctly she never liked movies with ghosts, that was always her family's thing. she never got along with them. they just put up with her for kathy's sake, because she was around. kathy was always the sun shine of the house. if mum cooked horrible dinner, on an actual night that she cooked dinner every blue moon, everyone would complain about how their stomach's would hurt... cept for kathy she could say how lovely it was that she had a lovely meal cooked by her lovely mother. sometimes it was enchanting to have her around. most of time, kat found it down right annoying. and kat had been the first person to tell her so, but they'd always been close so when they insulted each other the girls never took it to heart. that was a good thing. nothing was ever taken to heart when things were spoken between the girls. except i love you. which was the last thing katerina saw her sister say. she wished she could have held her hand when she died. that way kathy wouldn't have been alone, or at least whispered i love you too. sometimes kat even wished she died too... at least she'd be with her best friend, with the one person who finished her sentences, hell they even looked alike! oh how katerina missed her sister, it didn't help that she was the only girl in the family felt apart from her mother. but her mother didn't want to speak to her. she was alone.
but not really, at least not in the minutes that she was in felix's arms. she was the fartherest thing from alone then. she could count on one hand how many times she'd kissed a boy but being in felix's arms was completely different. it was amazing, incredible just magical. she shook her head softly at his words giggling. "well if you insist i must,"
but not really, at least not in the minutes that she was in felix's arms. she was the fartherest thing from alone then. she could count on one hand how many times she'd kissed a boy but being in felix's arms was completely different. it was amazing, incredible just magical. she shook her head softly at his words giggling. "well if you insist i must,"
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