Post by §tellairria on Jan 14, 2006 1:43:12 GMT -5
The sound of a girl singing could be heard as she walked down the hall. The people escorting her seemed confused at her willingness to come here. "Let me be your punk rock princess....And you can be my punk rock king...." She sang out before humming the rest of the song...She loved to switch up the lyrics to songs she knew.
Kara walked into a rather large room and looked around blinking in shock. "Heh! This room is pretty cool!....Rock on!" She said laughing to herself. The girl was alone at the moment and that ment she got to explore the room some. The girls black/brown hair hung down to her mid back and her rather punkish out fit made her look oddly innocent.
Takara stopped at a shelf holding a few jars of old embryo's. "Oh cool...These are just like the ones I saw on TV that one time....They really do look like aliens!" She said with a giggle. The tender teen soon began to get rather bored and sat up on an examination table. She lazily swung her legs in the air and began humming again her blue gaze scanning the room.
Very soon her humming turned into singing again as the music to the song played in her head. "I tear my heart open....I sow myself shut....
My weakness is.... that I care too much....
My scars remind me... that the past is real.....
I tear my heart open just to feel....."
That was the chorus to her song...The song that fit her perfectly...Scars. The girl looked around again and sighed boredly. "Any one home!?" She finally said with a bit of annoyance.
Kara walked into a rather large room and looked around blinking in shock. "Heh! This room is pretty cool!....Rock on!" She said laughing to herself. The girl was alone at the moment and that ment she got to explore the room some. The girls black/brown hair hung down to her mid back and her rather punkish out fit made her look oddly innocent.
Takara stopped at a shelf holding a few jars of old embryo's. "Oh cool...These are just like the ones I saw on TV that one time....They really do look like aliens!" She said with a giggle. The tender teen soon began to get rather bored and sat up on an examination table. She lazily swung her legs in the air and began humming again her blue gaze scanning the room.
Very soon her humming turned into singing again as the music to the song played in her head. "I tear my heart open....I sow myself shut....
My weakness is.... that I care too much....
My scars remind me... that the past is real.....
I tear my heart open just to feel....."
That was the chorus to her song...The song that fit her perfectly...Scars. The girl looked around again and sighed boredly. "Any one home!?" She finally said with a bit of annoyance.