Post by Jasmine Taylor on Sept 29, 2007 23:27:39 GMT -5
Laying flat on her stomach, with one arm in front of her and the other just above her head, Jasmine laid with her face on her diary. Sighing heavily she looked at her purple hair that had fallen in her face just moment ago. Moving her arm she wiped it out of her face has she rolled over on her back. Looking up at the ceiling she looked around the dormitory with a frown. From how much light that lit up the room she could tell that it was getting kind of late. Dinner would be over soon and then she would have to make her rounds for the night.
Getting up she left for the great hall for a quick snack. Lately her mind had been racing over a few issues so she wasn't that hungry. Grabbing some cookies she made her way to the school grounds. Dressed in her uniform with black converses she looked out at the sunset over the lake. For once she was stuck on one thought at the moment, Quidditch. Since she was appointed captain, well one she was very happy. And two she hoped that everyone was ok with it. She would hate for people to quit because of her. Then again she always thought of herself has someone that was easy to get along with.
Walking along the grounds she came across hangout park. The place was empty and dark has if a big storm was about to hit. Sitting on a swing she began to swing a little has she stared at the ground. Her mind still thinking in circles she began to sing a little not really taking notice to anyone around her.
This night
Walk the dead
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hates
Way down
Mark the grave
Where the searchlights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
Getting up she left for the great hall for a quick snack. Lately her mind had been racing over a few issues so she wasn't that hungry. Grabbing some cookies she made her way to the school grounds. Dressed in her uniform with black converses she looked out at the sunset over the lake. For once she was stuck on one thought at the moment, Quidditch. Since she was appointed captain, well one she was very happy. And two she hoped that everyone was ok with it. She would hate for people to quit because of her. Then again she always thought of herself has someone that was easy to get along with.
Walking along the grounds she came across hangout park. The place was empty and dark has if a big storm was about to hit. Sitting on a swing she began to swing a little has she stared at the ground. Her mind still thinking in circles she began to sing a little not really taking notice to anyone around her.
This night
Walk the dead
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hates
Way down
Mark the grave
Where the searchlights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor