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Chapter 8- Rose Rose was a sweet shy girl dressed in a poofy grey dress. She had a eyepatch with a yellow rose getting from it. Her favorite color was yellow and she loved flowers.. Her hair was long and a beautiful shade of grey. When I first got her I was very much depressed because people were thinking I needed to grow a backbone they thought me crying was wrong being called a baby all the time and other things wasn’t making things any better and soon Rose appeared thinking all she needed was herself. Of course there were other reasons. looking in the mirror I was indeed a skinny girl. The pain of being told I was too thin and havi

Chapter 7-  Mia/ Tori The next to arrive was Mia, she was about 13 at the time. She was also half fox, we’ll just the tails. She was very serious all the time, rather quiet. She had long bangs covering her eyes. she said they were sensitive to light so her bangs make it better on her. She was into knowledge always wanting to know more about everything but the thing is that’s what she thought could make her happy knowing stuff that way she could succeed. Her favorite color was purple all though she wore a lot of brown clothing that looked very much old and inexpensive. Her eyes use to be able to get visions usually from the othe

honesty Words curling up along my lips words that cannot be communicated thoroughly by mouth words you cannot see hidden behind a mask. To tell you how I feel inside. To stand up to your cruelty those words get distorted and miscommunicated, misused or just stay silent for a while till they can’t take no more. Till the day they explode all over my face. I told you though when it’s finally over and comes out who’s listening well it certainly isn’t you!?! By then it was too late to fix what you had done.

Sound!!!!!! In the morning it is silent, quiet nothing more but the tick tock of a clock against my ears. The low volume of the morning cartoons when the sun rises it gets a little louder, the calming chirps of birds against my ears, a soft melody just before six o’clock. The cars beep and scream like drums that don’t go together. A whisper, a cry, a laugh. The baby cries on the back seat of the train. A cry that only a mother’s arms can sooth while God whistles a quiet tune that bangs against my car window and dives off into the air and carries the leaves away to a new land. The loud chatter of students and bangi

The girl in the mirror and me I look in the mirror at this girl I do not recognize dark circles under her eyes, a frown upon her face a hazy window to her soul. There are voices surrounding me. Laughter not the good laughter, the laughter that mocks and provokes me. Name calling, a push, a shove many tears that no one seems to care for. A black room with no light…. the girl I was sitting lonely in the dark even when people near, she still sits at home in the dark being pushed down stairs having blood dripping down her legs from rocks and stones that pierce her skin. No one there to hold her hand. no one there to understand. w

Headaches Pounding, pounding drums through my mind. bang, bang, bang like its sticking at my brain. Trembling and shaking…thoughts through my mind. You told me I’d be fine but you don’t know what keeps me fine. Are they better than me? The laughs the smiles I watch from behind closed doors. I’m always unable to tell them how I feel bang, bang, bang again I couldn’t speak words of honesty I’ll blurt out the words “I’m fine” bang, bang, bang why cant you see well I’m not letting you see my headaches grow larger. The pounding doesn’t stop. For a little while we vis

Waterfalls Their eyes, their hair, their smiles, their ears, their faces, their noses, their everything. The way they laugh, the soft and loud chiming of their voices When I hear that melody I feel at home. When they re around my heart throbs and pounds in delight. When their gone my heart beats like a broken drum and shatters completely. The feeling when they’re gone when they leave me heartbroken. Many waterfalls come at night. The silent deadly chime of emotions and music. When they’re in danger, shattered hearts, lost souls. I’m their guide to stand back up again even if their waterfalls become my waterfalls.

The Bright Blue Sky The bright blue sky, A blinding light cutting through the white and puffy balls of smoke. purple, pink, red, an orange across a huge monstrous body of water. The city the bright lights, the trees, with its green and yellow leaves, a calming breeze. A delicate flower growing beside my feet drenched in warm sand. The dark sky, the food aroma floating in the wind hot dogs, hamburgers, vegetables, potatoes and fruit. The children run around. Smiles that never seem to die. A warm sensation that fills my heart. The laughs, the sparkles, the smoky mountains, the cats, the dogs. A pounding in my chest, my red flu

“A Life Untold” Sometimes we seem to let life pass us by Sometimes it goes by faster than a blink of an eye Wake up, brush your teeth, comb your hair, eat, clean yourself…watch the hours tick by When you think of the past and get sad you forget that you’re alive You pulled through every crack, every chip, every dent, every little mistake, every brick and every bristle Right down to your skin, nails, hair, toes and hands you made it you’re alive Tick tock of time passing before your eyes those times grow and change such as life Yesterday you were just an infant today your pushing 60 Every second every minute e

“Why do I care?” (this poem is too long to communicate in words short..) “Psss…. did you see her? Yeah that girl over there. The one who’s always so quiet …” That girl you see sitting in the back of the classroom, that girl you do not know. That girl that gave her all just to “Please you” Sure they'll push you down stairs, knock you into the muddy water, throw rocks at you till you bleed from the knees down…. They’ll tell you you’re ugly, you’re stupid, you’re too skinny, you’re weird, you’re a freak, your never be this or that. But no matter h