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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Chapter 1: I wish I could jam through life

"I walk a lonely road, the only road that I have ever known. Don't know where it goes,  but it's only me and I walk alone. I walk this empty street, on the Boulevard of broken dreams. When the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone...", I sang mournfully to myself. My voice rang with sadness and despair. The song had never been more true for me...I really do walk alone. I'm so bad I even make myself depressed and sorrowful.
Angry at the world, myself, and that woman I felt like slamming my guitar on the floor and breaking it to pieces. "Everyone is right, I am a freak!", I shouted, "With my blue hair, weird blue eyes, and the horrible talent I have of scaring everyone!"

Trying to smile, I thought of when Diane and I used to jam. Me on my electric guitar, her on her accustic. The semi-happy days before she deserted me.
Even then though she was scared of me. I just didn't notice....I was blind. I don't want my heart broken again. Trusting that my friends would stick with me failed. They didn't. None of them did. So...I'm never going to trust anyone again. Ever.
Trusting people never works, you always get hurt.
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Pretty lame chapter 'cause I don't have that many pics. I gotta take more...

Saturday, November 13, 2010

A Gift to Some: Prolouge

(How ya like my title page? lol)
"I-I'm sorry, Rosa...w-we can't be friends anymore", Diane said with her eyes closed to avoid my eyes. I put my hand on her shoulder,"Diane, of cour-"

"D-don't touch me!", Diane cried her eyes widened with fear as she jumped away from me. My hand fell limply to my side as I looked at her with a hurt look on my face,"Diane...why?" (note: Sorry bout the music)
"You know why...I can't explain it, it's just whenever I look into your eyes, I feel depressed and, and...my secret fears are brought to light, fears I've never told anyone about", Diane faltered.

"I-I'm sorry, Diane...I haven't always been like this." I said softly. She nodded, "I know, It's not your fault.I just...can't take it anymore." "We can work it out, I'm sure I'll find a cure!", I tried to sound cheery but failing utterly. Diane choked a sob, "Goodbye Dolorosa Maledictus." Before she was completely out of my room, I heard her her whisper, "Goodbye forever." The door slammed and I sighed. My life used to be perfect, I had been a popular blond-haired, brown-eyed girl before she came. I remember the day she came as if it were yesterday.


After partying all night I had fallen asleep on my couch, dead to the world. The next morning I had woken up because I could sense someone was staring at me. You know when you know when a person is staring at you? You don't know for sure, but you can feel that someone is watching you. I opened my eyes to a face. I couldn't see it clearly, my eyes weren't focused and she was blurry. "Ahh...so young a full of promise", the person whispered, "You have a gift, hidden deep down inside of you." It seemed like all I could do at that moment was blink at her groggily, my mind was fuzzy and strange. "I will speed up the process", the being said with a smile. She stared at me and it felt like she was looking into my very soul. I had felt little click, almost like a lightswitch being flipped.
My vision cleared and I saw that it was a woman. Her eyes were...red. The memory of those eyes is burned on my mind, I don't think I'll ever forget those startling glowing eyes of hers. "W-who are you..", I muttered sleepily. The woman just gave me a mysterious smile and in a a whirlwind of smoke, disappeared. As soon as she left, my brain went into overdrive. Questions formed in a flash, too fast for me to even comprehend them. I had gotten dizzy, my head started to hurt as if I was being pounded by dozens of hammers. I groaned and clutched my head, the pain had been unbearable. Finally, I had blacked out and I fell into a deep well of darkness. My life had changed after that, no more was I normal Dolorosa Maledictus.

My eyes and hair had turned a startling blue the day after the strange "woman's" appearance. That wasn't so bad, but a month later all my friends were gone. Diana had been the last one. They all said that when they looked into my eyes, they felt filled with despair. They all fear and hate me, just as I fear and hate myself. I know now that I am cursed...I don't know how to break it. Now my name is correct, Dolorosa means "Full of Sorrow" in Latin and Maledictus means "Cursed" in Latin. My life is over, even before it had truly begun.

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I'm very sorry, but...this Auracy cannot continue. My custom skin got deleted somehow and both Sherlock and Portia have turned black. I'm sorry if you liked it... I'm making a new Auracy though, you'll see it.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Chapter 5: Dang, I just got hitched!

Sherlock smiled at me with his straight, white teeth. My heart was racing, did him smiling mean yes? "Oh Portia, of course I'll marry you!"
We hugged. "I love you, Sherlock d'Elgin," I whispered in his ear. "And I love you, Portia Sanford", he murmured in reply. Seriously, this is the happiest day of my life. No doubt about it....this was the perfect medicine after the rejection I got from Cobalt. Rejection for a kiss or something like that is bad, but rejection for friendship? It's the pits.
I gazed into Sherlock's hot pink eyes as he stared into my own yellow ones. "Lets get married now", Sherlock said to me with a smile. "Alright.", I replied breathlesly.

Sherlock placed the ring on my finger. I giggled like a school girl, Sherlock looked up at me with a grin.
Sherlock placed his large hands on my smaller ones, "Now we are wed." "Yeah...", I said my mind all aflutter. Sherlock was always so outwardly calm, but I could sense his joy. Now we were husband and wife. He was Mr. Sherlock Sanford and I was Mrs. Portia Sanford. For once the curse had no hold over me, this happiness was my own.