Kirstieheartsmusical

Chapter 11: I ran down the hall and found my way to the little chapel. “Erik” I called out franticly before opening the door. He was sitting in the windowsill by a large stained glass etching. The gray temple, lit by five candles, seemed gloomy, and frightening. He starred out the dark stained glass singing an learn to be lonely, not noticing I had entered… No one would listen No one but her… Shamed into solitude Shunned by the multitude I learned to listen In this dark my heart heard music Then at last A voice in the gloom Seemed to cry 'I hear you' 'I hear your fears, Your torment and your tears' I alone c

Chapter 9: I was sitting on the foyer steps, reading a book, later the same day when I heard a loud knock at the door. I jumped in surprise, and dropped my reading material in front of me. A tall red haired man in evening clothes opened the door for his young pale, wife in an extravagant golden costume. I immediately realized it was Raoul, and Christine. I gasped in shock. Christine’s hair was blown over her head by the wind. They both laughed innocently, and he sweep her hair back into place. I ran over to Raoul since he was closer, and hugged him, as he twirled me around kissing my cheek. I laughed so hard I started to cry, and hugged

Chapter 7: I headed back up to my room after breakfast, I convinced Meg to give me a moment before following me upstairs. I saw the three angry ballerina’s following closely behind as I ran up the stairs into my bedroom. I managed to throw the girsl off by going down a connecting hallway, so I could arrive there faster. Once I found my familiar bedroom door, I was about to walk in when I heard heavy footsteps behind me. I turned quickly to find my father breathing heavily. “Jaynie…I…was looking for you…after breakfast” he said taking deeper breaths. “god…you run fast” he continued “…tell&