Bouuu secret smile z bak ! ^^

D maze!

She took a path between sidewalls, in her pocked there was only one key that she had to find the right door at all the long of the time she was walled up, the entire ways seamed all the same quite, silent, scaring, and cold, she was just looking for a door, she tried once to make a hole but the walls were too harsh and poor she was coz once she detected the light, the sound she couldn't faith and she lost it from sight

Rush job rush job she got to survive and find her key's door
Rush job rush job she got to change and become a tough girl

She was always tacking the straight way, alone, lonely, all she heart was the sound off silence and some time the one of here steps, she more than once dreamt of some good company to break this killing loneliness but all what she could have with her was her bag full of stuffs too precious to her hanging on her back. She wasn't guilty and it wasn't the price to pay for her mistakes it was just the rule that the life putted for the game this time, a game she didn't choose, a game not her own, she even doesn't know how to play she was just ought to play tha game


Rush job rush job she got to focus and find her key's door
Rush job rush job she got to grow and become a responsible girl

She looks at her watch, she stars to run, running in the dark, blind she was but she never stops walking, she get tired, she stopped for a while and in front of her was amazingly stood a door, she took away the only key she had in her pocked tried to open it and no way the key she had wasn't the right on for the door in front of here ...
She was conscious of her mishaps but this time she was getting off of the shity game, she felt like being done so took away her bag her jacket and laid down thinking of a solution

Rush job rush job she got to be more clever and find her key's door
Rush job rush job she got to think hard of a solution an' find a way to get outta here

Suddently she heart a voice, she loocked around her body but, only the darkness, she couldn't do more but to rely on this mild,soft, smooth voice coming from the bottom of her heart :



she didn't plan to. The only things she'd see if she looked back were his own footsteps, each telling a different story of pain, of misfortune. No one else walked this road. Yet, the footsteps would be there if anyone wanted to read his past, if anyone else happened along this empty road.


It hurt so much. her feet were sore and raw, her legs aching. While she never went above the pace of a quick walk, her lungs weakly requested more oxygen, more air. she kept on going. When she couldn't walk, she crawled. Dragging herself along the rough pavement, she found ragged scratches all over her body. And yet he never stopped.she left the blood on the road, in case anyone else happened to find the street and wanted to read his past, her pain.


Nothing could stop her. Her legs ached, her feet needed a month's rest, and her lungs never had enough air, but she did not stop. When she couldn't crawl, she found a way to move. Every movement counted. she could not stop. she would not stop. Though her body suffered more than should have been realistic, she took another step and found that he had moved two. she was getting closer.

Euh..... Il ya encore une suite je pense non? Sinon je peut te dire que a la fin de la lecteur ma bouche était overte a hauteur de 8cm tellement c'est beau x) . 'Good work Secret Smile'

WIAME c'est vraiment trooo bo , Bravoo !!!

Wow .rien a dire .....Bravo Miss Wiame & thanks

Thanks guyz it's a pleasure

:DI LOVE IT tu devrais reprendre la suite d'HARRY POTTER toi!! c un compliment car je suis fou de cette saga!! r1 à redire du vrai art!!