Lost, New girl part four

Sitting there in the classroom looking around you.

You can't focus. 

Nothing is happening around you, just people sitting there being focused. 

Every time you try to focus you can't, something always pops in your mind. 

You’re gone the second something new pops in your head, lost in your thoughts. 

Nothing seems real when you're just lost, lost in your thoughts. 

Just sitting there staring off into space.

 Everything you could ever think of pops into your mind at that moment. 

Nothing to keep you from floating away and getting lost.

Everything you could ever worry about is pushing on your shoulders like a twenty pound weight.

The weight on your shoulders almost too much, you are about to crack. 

Just crack, and let all the weight crush you.

No one there to help you hold up this giant weight.

Crush you, your hopes are just floating away.

See how my mind wanders, told you.

Lost 

Lost in your thoughts 

Nothing to keep you from floating away and getting lost 

Funny Christmas Jokes

Who is Santa's favorite singer?
Elf-is Presley

Why was Santa’s little helper feeling depressed?

 Because he had low elf esteem.

What do you get if you cross Father Christmas with a detective?

Santa Clues!

What nationality is Santa Claus?

North Polish

What’s Santa’s dog’s name?

Santa Paws!

What did Mrs. Claus say to Santa Claus when she looked up in the sky?

Looks like rain, dear!         (I did not make this )

Funny Christmas Quotes

Hey guys I have been looking for some funny Christmas quotes, here is what I have found

 

 

Frozen, The New Girl part 3

Frozen

The cold around you, the snowflakes circling your head. 

You walk inside the school it's just like the people around are circling you like you're not there. It seems like people are just walking through you, not noticing your existence.

To make you get through the day, you see everyone as snowflakes, just floating around you.

At the end of the day, you go back outside, and you just stand there in the snowflakes.

Frozen  

Nobody knows who you are. You still get surprised when people know your name even though the year is almost over. 

Walking in the hallway, people around you, you close your eyes, open them...

Frozen

The End

Something so powerful 

Picks up your whole 

Town,

And everything goes down. 

The wind 

Forces its way 

Through the ground,

And what is there to do know. 

Hold me tight, and know your not going through this alone. Wipe the tear off your face you need to Know we are safe. As I walk outside, nothing is the same. Change can be a scary thing......

The Cyberbully Part 1

Lindsey, the meanest girl on the internet. She always had to say her opinion about someone or something. No boundaries for that girl.

Lindsey: Did she get her clothes out of the garbage.
Cole: I bet.

My name is Samantha, I get bullied by Lindsey a ton on the internet. When she bullies me, it is always on Clickers. Yeah, I know it's a weird name, but it is a way for me to see what Lindsey is saying about me. One day, this guy tried to follow me, he look really good. His name is James. Of course I will accept his follow request. I told him EVERYTHING, even things I don't tell my best friends. I'm guessing he knows me the best now, because my friends don't know the stuff I tell him.

Samantha: Why would you say something like that about me, James?!
Lindsey: Good one, James. I think Samantha would do that. And she did!
Samantha: James, don't say things about me that are not true! Why would you do that!?
Lindsey: Admit it, Samantha, I know you did, for a FACT.

I started to cry because they are saying things that are not true. My mom came up to my room, and told me to delete the Clickers app so I don't get bullied.

No, I did not delete the app, because I'm going to get back on Lindsey.

Samantha: Lindsey, you are such a jerk, no one likes you.

Welcome Home

With no hope in mind

With no light in the crevices

With no guidance to get where you're going

With nobody beside you to tell you it's okay...

You're not home

Creek...Crack...Swoosh...Crash

Is the sound it makes while rocking

Creek...Crack...Swoosh...Crash 

Is what you hear when the waves come knocking 

Many tears are shed, when the news they're gone goes by

And only until they're declared dead 

Can anyone TRULY cry

Here on the ship I sit... alone

And no one is by my side

Poor Peter, poor James, poor... me

I'm just sitting all... alone

The only place to be in times like this, is in your mind

Yet, even in your mind

(The PERFECT getaway)

you are still sad

When all news has spread 

About how he's probably dead

He weeps...

on his boat...alone

until his ship...

sees home

Hurrah, Hurrah!

He's home once again

But wait...

Where is he?

Gone.

Dear Peter James,

Welcome Home.

R.I.P

Sleep well

I will miss you

See you in the next lifetime

Loving... husband. Sailed around the world for... me. Alone. Welcome home!

Faces

 she wore a thousand faces

all to hide her own

-ATTICUS

 She wore a thousand faces, just to hide her own. The 24 surgeries she went through to make her look better never worked, all they did was add a little more to the mess on her face. At least, that is what people said, as she walked through the halls of a harsh middle school life. 

I have always liked her, she was the light shinning in the darkest times. Never once did I think to call her ''ugly'' or ''gross''. I thought she was beautiful, but it's not like that matters. I am a popular girl, she is not. To be her friend, that's all I wanted. I didn't want to influence her the way I did, but it's too late. The path she took is over. I don't know if I'm the reason she changed the way she did, but I will forever remember her...

 and all the faces she wore.

How Polar Bears Got to Canada...

In the cold coast of Antartica, There was a Polar Bear named Lairden.

He was wandering through the cold ice bergs, when he saw a ship.
Onto the ship he wandered.
The loud engines started!
Then out of no where he fell down.

He decide he would just go to sleep.

Next thing he knew, he was in the warm waters of "Miami."

He thought, What a fun change, I could live here for ever.

It was hot, sticky, and there were things called alligators.
Then he decided that ''Miami" was not for him.

So, he decided to go back home.
He rented a blimp and started the long way back.

He saw snow!
He thought that was a quick trip home.

Then he felt it, he ran out of gas.

Then he started to fall out of the sky.
Smack!
He hit the ground.

He looked, 
There was a sign that said “C*A*N*A*D*A”
But he did not think much of it.


He thought it was home and went on with his life.

I’ll always be there for you 😊

This is about someone very special to me that I haven’t seen in a long time. Then I finally saw him again, and I’ve started to miss him so I made this poem-ish thing because I miss him.

I hope you like it.

Before I found you again, I was broken.

 Now that I have you, I’m fixed. 

Even after seeing you, I’m still going to have scratches.

 I’m not going to be perfect, I never will be perfect.

Nobody is perfect anyway, but I can promise to always be there for you.

At the times when you need me to be there for you, to always have your back, I will be there.

I would never leave you behind, will always have you in my heart, forever never letting you go.

There are some things I can’t promise.

 The things I can't promise to you; to always be happy, to always make the right decision, or stay out of trouble. 

The things I can’t promise to you are the things that are the easiest thing that I could promise.

 It’s the easy things that seem hard, but it’s just your head over thinking it.

When I’m with you, most of anything doesn’t seem so hard to do.

 When I’m with you I’m always happy, always making the right decision, and always staying out of trouble. 

When I’m with you, it feels like I could do anything. Things that seems too hard becomes way easier, because I know I could trust you that and you’d always be there for me

Someone very special to me sent me this song and I cry every time I listen to it because it reminds me of my memories of us together, so I would like to share the song with you if you want:

The Land Where No One Dies

The Land Where No One Dies
The land where no one dies. 

Where no one dies at all. 
Beyond the crystal forests, and behind the silver hills. 

Behind the moonlit waterfall. 

Where the music is the sound of children’s laughter, and the games they play all day. 
The shops with sweets,

And lots of treats,

Where no one has to pay. 

What lies beyond is just a skip further.

And the waves at the hidden bay. 

Where the water babies splash and swim.

Without any despair. 

And beyond those cerulean waves,

lies the mermaids’ lair. 

With golden hair, and the sweetest of songs,

the ocean secrets are never wrong. 

Back into the trees, and beyond the mist,

Sits the castle tall and grand. 

And if you whistle in tune with the wind, 

unicorns, and creatures of all sorts,

will come to you just like this. 

With golden gowns, and sapphire shoes, and bejeweled cloaks, and flowered crowns. 

In this land where no one dies, 

you will enter this realm when you close your eyes.

Writing, Reading, and Rhyme

Reading is rhyme.

Reading takes time,

But most of my time can be free.

The freedom to read is a wonderful thing,

Unless you are stuck in a community with no books at all.

Authors get famous.

A book got read, 

Because of the guy named Ted.

By the time you go to bed, Ted could be dead. 

Books are my ideas,

Roaming in my head, 

With rhyme in mind.

Rhyme may take time,

So please don’t waste it.

Don’t mind the time,

Because it’s worth a dime.

Your ideas aren’t original, they’ve said to a now famous author.

They said he wasn’t the smartest, yet he won many Nobel Prizes.

I’ve been told to get fresh ideas, but I’ve got nothing in mind.

So I’ll write you a poem to make up for some time.

Do not worry.

Now I can bet I’ve lost some time already.

I’m late,

I’m late,

I’m late.

Embracing Difference

What is the world with out difference?
Is the world really this bad with all this difference?
If we we’re
 all the same, wouldn't it be boring?


I think so. 
We should embrace difference.
Love each other for this.
This should not stop us from being friends with somebody.
We are all different in some ways.

If that is hobbies, sports teams, or even our choices in clothing.
They may be people who have the same hobbies or opinions,
Always there will be something special about you.

You should be proud of it.
Not try to hide it, 
But be proud of it!

Bulb Head

                                  The thoughts, the actions, they are all connected some how, some way. I named the title bulb head because I believe in the thoughts that leave and come out. I believe that our thoughts should be treasured, not pushed away. So when you get an idea, treasure don't push away. 

Flash Fiction

As the boy plays in the wet leaves,

 ∞        

He finds a tree with peas on it,

∞

The peas start to slowly open,

∞ 

The little balls start to roll out.

∞

As the boy lays down trying to find the peas,

∞

He finds little rocks instead,

∞

So he put the rocks in the pea blanket instead of the peas.

∞

Popularity contest

 Is it just me, or am I the only one that notices that everywhere we go there are rankings, and I don’t like some of them. Like the mean popular girls, they can be very hurtful towards you. So are they popular, or not popular. We make them believe they are, that’s how we make them popular. When we take them down, and make someone nice popular, I don’t know like me (in my dreams )

Anyways, really guys, why do we let them take over everything. I mean, they don’t let us be us. We suffer, and we have to be the stuck up punk. Sometimes I  know it’s a strong word, but sometimes we really act like that, and the worst part ,we do it so much we don’t even know we do it.

 Sometimes you’re nice popular, like me, but I’m not that popular, I want to know everyone in the school’s name. I know I won’t accomplish that, but that is okay. I don’t do anything so people will like me, but I’m just nice. That is the best popular.  I don’t have to manipulate pepole to make them my friends, I just make them feel good and then they just get drawn to me.

 I’ll let you sit with that.

 So guys, I’m gonna start this thing where you ask me a certain question, and I’ll write about it. I think that would be a fun thing where we can bond and get to know one another. So if you have any questions about how I see perspectives of things, hair and school work, and things like that. That will be cool.

And today’s quote is: “ Here’s to the girls who don’t wake up with perfect hair. And who do not mind eating a big Mac instead of the salad.  And who do not wear 50 pounds of makeup. And rather spend a day in sweatpants and skinny jeans. Who love the comfort of T-shirts.   Who don’t get all the guys.   But aren’t popular, but feel like it when they’re only with their friends.  And you stick to sneakers and instead  of heels.  Who aren’t  afraid to break a nail. Who don’t always get their own way. Who don’t get everything they always want.  Who don’t need a guy to tell them they’re beautiful . Here’s to all the girls that are just like me.”-unknown

Don’t worry guys, I have one for you too: “ The  greatness of a man is not how much wealth he acquires, but his integrity, and his ability to affect others around him positively “ -Bob Marley



So be the best you, you can be!

Storm

People think that running away from things that scare you, solves your problem. It doesn't, I should know. My grandfather was born into an awful life. All he did was run, run from the storm that always happened at night inside his own home. He ran in the morning, when he had found that the storm had cooled, because he was worried that he might be caught in a new one. He ran home, to keep a storm from happening. There was only one place he knew where the storm could not reach him. It was an old apple tree. It had alway been there. The greatest part was that the storm didn't know about it. It was place that was safe, the storm never saw him.

 But he could always see the storm.

Welcome Home!

He was a war hero.
As he walked through the airport, heads turned.
His family had waited anxiously.
His kids, who have only seen their father once, wait.
There may be one or two who have no one to wait for.
Some have been waiting for months on end.

Some will be waiting
Forever.

Shark's House

    Well I was at the beach the other day, and I was sitting there just watching the waves. Amazingly, I saw this huge shark in the wave, at first thought it might of been just a very big piece of seaweed, but as another wave came.  Then I saw it again, and it was definitely a shark. A couple other people saw it as well, they gave the alarm. Luckily, no one had gotten hurt.

   When I was in the car, and I was thinking about the incident. When I thinking I had this thought, "It was almost like humans ruled the land and sharks owned the water". It was a crazy thought, but it was so true, and if you were to go into the sharks house (aka the ocean) you would get eaten, but if a shark were to go on land it would die.

All alone, part two The New Girl

Dear readers I wrote a part one earlier. If you'd like to read it click this link 

 You’re in a pool so deep, but shallow enough to see the bottom. So clear you can see everything. 

You feel like you're floating in thin air, nothing to bother you. 

Looking around you there's the lines in the pool hypnotizing you.

Under the water its just you. 

You and the water no one there to tell you you're annoying no one saying you're a liar. 

All alone. 

Then you come up to the surface everything comes back to you all your problems hit you, like a wave of water suffocating you.

You go back to the life you wish you could forget.                           

 “You’re too energetic. You’re so annoying. Why do you smile so much? Why do you laugh at everything?” You remember everything that people have said to you.  

The New Girl 

The New Girl

The new girl. 

Walking through the halls, looking at people you think you know, but you just hit the surface. People are instead talking about YOU behind YOUR back. 

The new girl.

People around her, some she just met, treating her like a friend. Inside jokes she wouldn't know. 

Not knowing who to talk to. 

Forever and always  -

The new girl. 

People start to see her as annoying, but she's just reaching out  for people to talk to. 

Feels like you're in a pool of quick sand drowning, people watching, but not helping.

 All of a sudden your friends, you thought you knew, ignore you. 

All alone.

 Drowning. 

Now she will always be known as -

 The new girl.

How I Write Songs

Hey guys, today I'm not going to write a song. Instead I'm going to talk about how I write them. Most of the songs I write are based around books. Any type of book works for me, even if I'm only halfway through one, it still gives me a ton

of inspiration. I'm not saying this
will work for everybody, but it's a start.

One of the biggest reasons I write songs based on people that are in books, is because they always have a problem going on in their lives that they need to figure out. With me I'm usually pretty happy and when I'm not, I'm probably sleeping. I have a great family with not too many problems. So I don't really have anything to write about that has to do with me.

With books I can read through a year worth of someone's experiences in a few days. Everyone knows that in just about every book there's a problem and a solution. So what I do is pretty much just summarize the whole book into a song.

The Earth

The earth, most beautiful planet in this universe.
The earth, the only place we can live.

The earth, where the beautiful things are. Happiness, love, and truth.
The earth, where darknesses are. Sadness, hate, and lies.

The earth, where spring is. The earth will be filled with flowers and people's smiles.
The earth, where summer is. The magnificent sky is above our heads, and  people will have fun.
The earth, where fall is. Trees will be full with vivid red leaves, and everything will be beautiful.
The earth, where winter is. The earth will turn white with snow, and where happinesses are.

A beautiful view

Where could she go now?

The thought had briefly run through her head many times, but only now did she really stop to think. She got to the top of the hill and sat down.

The sun was just rising, and the sky was a pale yellow, accented by the lilac clouds. To her right, the foothills were still black with shadow, and they stretched as far as she could see. To her left was the shallow valley, covered in thick fog that slowly crept towards the foothills. She was quite high up you see, so almost nothing was hidden from her gaze. The colors and shapes all mixed together quite perfectly from her angle.

What a beautiful view, she thought to herself, for even if she yelled it out, no one would hear her anyways. Although her past experiences in the valley could prove that it was not such a beautiful place, she knew how to find things that could prove otherwise.

She just had to keep looking.

WeirdNWacky

Have you ever set the moon on fire or maybe seen milk drinking cookies?

Well, if you haven't you aren't experiencing life. If you truly want to live life to the fullest, come down to WeirdNWacky where you can do anything! Wanna drink orange juice while brushing your teeth without gagging and throwing up? Well, you can do that you sick, horrible person.

On with it, you can also get out your anger by flipping tables past floating tacos. Koalas will be your best friend while you're there. You can go into a section of WeirdNWacky where it is called House Party. There you will drink some crazy Kool-Aid® that is hopefully not a hallucinogen.

If high-fiving tadpoles is your thing, go ahead and do it.

Just. Don't. Drink. The. Kool-Aid

Fortunately, Unfortunately

 I am posting a game of Fortunately, Unfortunately.
 
Me: Fortunately, Sobahana found herself in the world's largest candy store. There was every type of candy you can imagine!
Person 1: Unfortunately, she didn't have the money to buy anything. So she cried and begged to everyone she saw, for money.
Person 2: Fortunately, one old lady gave her $10.
Person 3: Unfortunately, she was too full after eating some of the candy she bought.
Me: Fortunately, Sobahana saw a little girl and gave her the rest of the candy she had bought.
Person 1: Unfortunately, the little girl was allergic to the candy Sobahana had given her. She had to go to the hospital for lots of shots.
Person 2: Fortunately, she was alright after those shots.
Person 3: Unfortunately, later Sobahana realized she was also allergic to the candy. She was wondering why she felt all puffy, when she realized she might die. Then she went to the hospital to get shots, too.
Me: Fortunately, everybody was ok, and Sobahana found a type of candy she wasn't allergic to so everything was alright.

Izusa

In the deep forests of Quora laid the Ute tribe and a chief with his daughter. The chiefs mother was sick and about to die, so she called her grand-daughter so she could say good bye. She wasn't only saying goodbye, she was also saying hello again. She gave her grand-daughter a necklace, this necklace had no normal ability, but to identify the pure. As mushem (grandmother) was lying on the bed, she handed this jewelry to her child. She said "see you soon" Her mushem being nervous for what was yet to come, had a heart attack and perished. Her soul went to the under life.

 Ten years passed since she had gone, Izusa was still heart broken. As Izusa was staring at her reflection she saw her mushem beside her. She went to look, and her mushem's face was gone. It looked like it had been torn off. Then her mushem reached over to grab her, it looked like she was trying to bring her somewhere. She did so, and dragged Izusa in to the water. Izusa was screaming in terror. Izusa and her grandmother dived in the water and Izusa held her breath for a while she went deeper and deeper, Izusa thought it was the end, and started to release air and went in to the light. When Izusa woke up she said, "where am I? As her eye sight started to clear,

she saw a flash and woke in her bed. Izusa thought that was a dream. Or was it? Izusa wondered for the rest of her life never knowing.

Suzuki Hondie and The Cookie Kingdom

      This was a collaboration with some friends, I don't want to take all the credit, have fun reading!                  

Fortunately, Suzuki Hondie ate a cookie. Unfortunately, Suzuki got food poisoning, and had to rest before he could begin his journey to the cookie kingdom. Fortunately, the poisoning had worn off and he continued into the cookie kingdom. Unfortunately, the milk guards were defending the entrance to the cookie kingdom. Fortunately, he was determined that he could bribe the guards with Oreos, but not just any Oreos only Double Stuf. Unfortunately, they considered that cannibalism, and beat up Suzuki. Fortunately, Suzuki was somewhat smart, and ate the cookie guards. Unfortunately, the guards were poisoned, just in case this happened.

Fortunately, Suzuki had an antidote from his last poison cookie. So Suzuki proceeded to the heart of the kingdom, and into the castle. Suzuki went right up to the Cookie King and demanded a lifetime supply of cookies, or else. The Cookie King refused, so Suzuki ate the cookie king and took all of his subjects, and lived the rest of his life sitting on his couch, eating cookies.

Fortunately, Unfortunately

I am writing a game of fortunately and unfortunately.

Fortunately, Bella found herself in the candy shop and got lots of candy. Unfortunately, she lost those candies somewhere. Fortunately, her friend gave half of her candies to her. Unfortunately, her mom ate most of her candy, so she only had five pieces left. Fortunately, her best friend didn’t like the candy she had and gave it all to Bella. Unfortunately, her mom ate those candies, too. Fortunately, she found $5 on the ground and got more candies. Unfortunately, when she got to the candy shop she realized she had dropped the money some where. Luckily, the next day she found $50 on the ground and went to the candy store and got fat on all the candy she got.

The Earth

 Earth is the only place we can live. I know that humans are going to deconstruct the Earth eventually, because of human global warming. We use too much of the Earth's resources we don’t need to use, like gas and oil, and we burn and cut down the trees. We don't need to waste resources. If Earth was destroyed because of humans, then it also means humans will destroy themselves as well. Would people want to have an easier life, or to live longer?

Earth is the most beautiful planet.
Earth is the most creative planet.
Earth is the best planet to stand.

Why are people trying to destroy it?

Pickle Man

One night I was walking in the general

direction of somewhere, and I saw a

man in the distance. He appeared to be

wearing some sort of suit. As I got

closer, I realized his suit was made out 

of pickles! The pickles looked pretty 

good. So even though he was a grown 

man, alone in the dark, and wearing a 

pickle suit. I decided to walk up to him

and ask for a pickle. I tapped him on 

the shoulder and he turned around 

slowly, almost as if he was expecting

me. I asked him if I could have a 

pickle. He said nothing and unclipped a
pickle from his suit, and handed it to
me. Without a second thought I 

took a bite out of the pickle and

I almost fell over in shock. It was

the best pickle I had ever tasted!

I looked up back at the man to 

realize that he was gone. I looked 

back at my hands to discover that 

the pickle juice had disappeared from 

them and that's when I realized,

I was wearing the pickle suit!

Graveyard

4, 16, 7, 82, 101, 2 months,  no matter how old you are you can die. Appreciate what you have.

It's amazing how families were buried in the same place all together, like a family reunion!

Loved ones are buried near, husbands and wives even closer. Sometimes, pets can even be buried near their owners. Close in life, even closer in death.

Wind chimes all over waving in the wind. Flowers blowing on the ground off of the graves they once lived on.

No matter how old into life, how old into death, love is forever.

Brain

Have you ever WONDERED how your BRAIN works? Our brain contains billions of nerve cells that are arranged in patterns that coordinate THOUGHT, EMOTION, BEHAVIOR,  MOVEMENT, AND SENSATION.

           PARTS OF YOUR BRAIN:
*SKULL
bony structure that forms the head
*THALAMUS
large mass of gray matter in the dorsal part
 *SPINAL CORD
the cylindrical bundle of nerve fibers
*HYPOTHALAMUS CEREBELLUM
interconnected through a multitude of direct and indirect pathways

Modern Day Texting

You never know till they tell you

You never know what's going on 

in someone's life till you're told

You never can tell

you shouldn't judge too quickly, 

You shouldn't judge at all,

You never know what's happening at home. 

I judged way too quickly

I didn't know

I made a terrible mistake

I should have just kept my mouth shut

Not say anything.

But I don't think before I speak

It gets me in trouble all the time

I should just stop talking all together

And be a silent ghost

 Forever silent never saying a word.

Always alone

Having no friends

 What would be the difference between now

 I have little to no friends anyway

There would be no difference

 I should just stop everything I do.

sometimes I feel I can't do anything

sometimes I feel I'm just not good enough

like nobody cares

nobody listens

sometimes you only need nobody

nobody that you have to care for

nobody you have to worry about

because not everybody will care about you

ANNABEL LEE

Hey, its been awhile since I posted a poem. I know it looks long but it’s worth it. 
I really like this poem.
It’s one of my favorites .
It means a lot to me, I feel like this has a really strong moral.
That nothing should be able to separate you from the one you love and care about.
Anyways, enjoy this one. 
It’s even better if you read it aloud.

ANNABEL LEE
It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of  Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea;

But we loved with a love that was more than love,

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that winged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her high-born kinsman came 

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulcher

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

Went envying her and me. 

Yes, that was the reason-as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea-

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger far then the love

Of those that were older than we,

Of many far wiser than we.

And neither the angels in eaten above,

Nor the demons down under the sea,

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

If the beautiful Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

 And so, all the night-tide,

 I lie down by the side

 Of my darling, my darling, my life, and my bride,

In the sepulcher there by the sea,

In her tomb by the sounding sea.

                                                                                  - Edgar Allan Poe

Hook

Standing high but low to the ground. I watch but no one sees. I see things happening they before happen. My name is Hook.  The name Hook comes from the looks that I was given when my arm was bitten of by my master because  I did not listen to him. So I escaped from the terror that was brought to me. I have never been so scared in my life, to fear the person that I looked up to. How awful is it to be stuck in the leadership of someone you despise! That’s the hook of my story. 

The Girl in the Window

  There sits a girl watching life go by, 

you can see her story by looking into her eyes. 

She has nothing to feel, as if she is lifeless. 

What’s a life to live if you are always feeling numb? 

she asks herself every other day. 

Why do I deserve this? What have I done wrong?

She still remembers her last step and 

Her last wave 

Good bye.

Notice...

The day everyone in the world realizes we have only one race, the race of mankind, is the day it will no longer matter.

The day we accept the fact that we are all SUPER selfish, is the day no one will care anymore.

The day we confront the role racism plays in our thinking, is the day color will no longer exist.

  The moment we think that nothing we say will matter in two years, is the day we don't expect our lives to go anywhere.

But wait...

Everyone was put on this planet for a reason. Weather or not you fulfill that purpose... is up to you! If you think no one cares about you—

Think again!

 Because the day you decide that you have no purpose... is the day you lie to yourself.

   The day you buy those razor blades, is the day you choose your fate.

And the day you understand this, it's already too late.

 

  

The Man in the Black and White picture

A man telling a story about the past. Proving a point, "I am Right." 

Outside a storm brewing. 
Very gray, little color that I see.
Almost boring.
A black coat, a black hat.

Then he pauses.
Then the other person talks.
The guy tunes out, he wonders...

 Was I right or was something very wrong?

The Ocean

      People are always wading in me. Always letting all of their fluids into my waters. I get so sick of it sometimes. I have been taking a lot of sick days, (If you've seen the news about all of the hurricanes). I take sick days so all of the people will get off my beach. Well, I can't wait for tomorrow with all the fun adventures.

                                    -- The Ocean 

Scary or is it?

Once upon a time ago in a far off land, just kidding not in a far off land, and guess what it's not even that long ago, like a year ago, but any ways. We all know that Halloween is in like six days right? 

Well, on one scary night and that scary night is Halloween, wolves are howling, trick or treaters are out, right? Who knows what could happen, it is a scary night. Any ways, trick or treaters are getting candy and don't get me wrong trick or treating is fun, but it is not fun when you end up in the pound.Anyway, kids were walking right?

 Well, one kid was going to a house to go get candy so he gets the candy and drops his  phone (oh I forgot to tell you that I'm a turtle and my friend is a dog) where was I? Oh yeah, ok, here we go. 

So my best friend goes with me on his back to go get the phone the kid dropped. I was in charge of holding the phone. I was on his back and we are walking. This is fun until the boy freaked out and called the pound because he thought my best friend was scary but he is not . 

So that's how we got in the pound, and now we are waiting together. 

The Bone Chilling Child

She sobs. She shakes. She shivers. Her wispy brown hair outspreads all around her like angel wings. Her long, faded night gown flutters around her feet like a cloud as she clutches her knees, burying her face in her palms. Weary tears cascade down her cheeks like a waterfall from her pearly, silvery eyes. The wind shakes the leaves, almost singing her a lullaby trying to sooth her.

She turns her face to the moon and wails.

Her neck is exposed, torn, ripped, and scarred.

 She clutches her throat with her icy hands, remembering the night where her life became...nothing. She weeps, mourning all of the years that she could’ve lived. She misses her warm, soft bed. The soothing sound of her mother’s voice and the reassuring light of the fire. “Mommy!” She sobs. “Come back!” The icy air stings her skin and the wind makes her shiver violently. She sadly glances down at her name which was carved into her ivory grave. “Mary Elizabeth Hills. Born in 1912 and died in 1919.”

She strokes the frozen petals of a rose which lies on the  soft soil of her grave. Along with her faded, stuffed bear which lies beneath her. Her bare feet hit the frosted ground and she rests her head on her knees as she sobs into the lonely, dead of night. Some refer to her as the bone chilling child. But really, she’s just cold, lonely.

And Dead.

A Topic goes in One Ear, Then comes Right Out

You’ve heard from teachers and parents that alcohol is bad for your health,

And drugs of any kind can give you cancer and diseases.

Yet you are still asked by your classmates,
 “Would you wanna try this drug with me?”

Or “Wanna try some alcohol with me?”

Though you and your asker know it’s bad for you. 

Why do people just let the possibility of death reflect off of them,
Like mirrors reflecting sunlight. 

The possibilities of diseases are endless,

The thought of losing your memories is horrifying.

Although, people still do drugs and get drunk.

Why. Are. People. Like. This?

The effect of memory loss.

The eyes of a drunk.

Lung cancer.

The one reoccurring dream

Not really a dream more of a memory, 

It's like a dream because I "remember" it every night, 

It's a sad one,

 I just can't get it out of my mind,

I don't really like it,
It happens just before my parents divorced, 

I wake up almost every night mind racing,

My face cold as ice,
wet with tears,

People ask me what's wrong,
When they see me sad,

 It's just too hard to speak about it, so  I just don't tell them,

I don't like talking about it, but I'll tell you now 

I was two when this memory was made so I might mix up the story a little bit 

Were walking down a cliff to a beach,

A dog beach,

I can feel the wet damp cold air all around me,

I have my mom next to me, on my left, my dad on my right 

Holding my hands because I'm so small I never been so happy in my life,
it was so perfect,

I loved how we were all together happy,

We had our little puppy,

He was just a couple of weeks old,

So cute and small, 

I never can get that little guy out of my head,
That was the last time we were together when I was little