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A storms a brewing, And the rain is pouring, Running down our road so fast, The thunder is crackling, And Molly the 18 year old cat ears are going back, Alfie the dog is curled up to me with a...
I'm bored, I'm sure some of y'all are bored too :) Q1• Favourite movie. A1• Shark Tale Q2• Favourite colour. A2• Red, but I'm kinda going to blue and green. Q3• Favourite Animal.
Road trip up to Kent. Me wearing my shirt and tie, listening to The Beatles on my iPod, ignoring my grandma. Sipping my Cappuccino from Little Chef that needed about 6 sugars in it.
Mon: On the plane we flew over France, German, Italy, Israel!. It was like a mini tour of Europe. We flew over the English channel and saw it. We were 35000 feet up. We were going 520 mph!!. Whoa...
One week left until school start and summer vacation is over. I reliased I haven't done a single thing in the entire summer. No parties, no hanging out, nothing like that. Wow, my life is boring.
I played with dirt, While they played with dolls, I played pirates, While they played princesses, I read adventures, While they read dramas, I watched action, While they watched romance, I rocked out...
~One Two little words changed my life forever "I do" and it didnt even come from my lips. Light pink flowers covered everything in sight.
I envisaged this idea that I will have a better future. I meant to have a much fulfilling and satisfying life when I said better.
I'm actually really shy. I don't really know why. I think I'd rather be alone. Maybe send a text or two on my phone. I am social don't get me wrong. I'm not weird or anything I just don't belong.
#household I can remember, years ago A funny smell I didn't know I said 'Mum, that's not too nice' 'Ah,' she said.
They say "When one door closes another door opens, but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.” Isn't it so true.
My mom wont let me go to youth group. Its frustrating, but I get it. Im really involved in it and I have to spend more time at home and stuff. I just wish she didnt want to keep me to herself.
It's just occurred to me That most people go to church on Sunday And that I used to be with them How very weird Church was my only salvation All through middle school But now, as I start high...
It was the day after Becca and I had the big shopping trip and I finally decided to put all my clothes away. I got at least 11 outfits.
I go to prison nearly everyday, Even though I am 14, I have a few weeks of freedom, When it rains there is a boarderline outside, When its sunny I cannot go in the shade, Patrol Guards watching my...
In every corner in my sight, I see the dust clinging tight. Inside the books, and the window sill, The dust just sits; Quiet and still.
Why are you telling me to let my phone be. Can you not see I am happy this way?. I have nothing to do you see!. Yet you want me to do other stuff than this for a day!. Mom, I want to write.
My music tastes are interesting,. Not what's classed as 'cool',. You see, it's rather different,. From the other kids at school,. I don't like pop,. Rapping and dance,. It really does annoy me,.
Another title, another veil for my rambles. I've never been much good at poems; in fact, in my entire 17 years I think I've only written one. It was about daffodils, and I was in Year 3.
When at such occasions, When long-lost cousins come around There always is a protocol When children are abound.
Lucy was trapped. Trapped in her own little bubble in a room goodness knows where millions and millions of miles from her mother and she was hating it.
Chapter One "You can't take my child!" my mother screamed. "I have rights over her!" I was standing in the door way, my father clutching onto my arm.
Do you ever feel like you need to take a walk. A walk that never ends and lots of time to think, but your legs never hurt and your feet never ake.
Hi, Made some changes please read again and please comment. Chapter 1 PENELOPE “I’m sorry I’m late Miss Fall” I couldn’t believe I was late to history. It was my last and favourite lesson of the day.