Chapter 8
The fourth bell rings at last. I jump out of my chair and rush over to my locker. I put in the combination and cram all my books into it. Why do we need so many books?.
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The fourth bell rings at last. I jump out of my chair and rush over to my locker. I put in the combination and cram all my books into it. Why do we need so many books?.
I'm posting it to YouTube Monday sometime now that I've finished the piano :). Twice upon a time. There was a little girl like me. Seeming so sweet and cute. Happy as can be. Smiled everyday.
Blisters sting from brand new shoes, Making decisions, not knowing what to choose, Breaking the rules there's nothing to lose. Hanging with the bad boys pressured to make them amused.
#emotion#shame It's a shame you don't realise your own self worth. It's a shame that others cause you so much hurt. It's a shame you don't see beauty is more than skin deep.
They all try to look the same Yet all try to give themselves a name Pick on the boy Who sits alone Just because his identity It is his own What has the world come to.
A boy. At first, I didn't know what was so special about him, but when I looked closer I recognised him from somewhere...yes.
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#emotions. #jealousy.
#emotion I hate my life, it's awful. I've got no friends and I'm sorrowful. I've got natural blonde curly hair, That once trailed down to the chair. Had it cut one day, Bellow my shoulders I say.
Cut and scars, Upon my arms, Blackened eye, But who am I to cry. Called names, Takes the blames, Mental abuse, But who am I to rue. Secrets around, Snickers sound, Gossip mayhem, But who am I to them.
Shanea walked down the hallway, her hoodie just covering the top of her face, she looked up through her glasses nervously, she was fine, Shanea thought. No one's there.
Chapter 1 There once lived a heard of unicorns, Each unicorn had there horn, appart from one.
This is a fight that I didn't want to enter. This is a miserable story of how you wanted to be in the center. The only feelings you care about are your own.
The 6- year old girl stepped out of the silver- coloured car. She wore an adorable white dress with flowers in different colours sewed on it.
I want to be like Dumbo, The cutest elephant around, I want to have big floppy ears To lift me off the ground.
There you go making me feel insecure. You're insults are just a blur. Why are you trying to bring me down. You're making my life a frown. I can't believe this. I can't believe this.
I struggled to open my eyes and felt bandages on my arms and knee. I looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and stared at it for a while until a familiar face popped into my view. It was Alex.
"Hey Lani," Mark stammered blushing. "Oh. Hey Mark," I stuck a piece of gum in my mouth and used a tone like I didn't care. "Will.... Will you go to the prom with me?" He had that cheesy in love tone.
August 30th Today sucked. I mean REALLY SUCKED. I got shoved into a trash can five times. FIVE TIMES!!!!!. By that stupid jerk Darren. I frickin' hate him.
And I had high grades,as if everything turned out ok,like everything was tremendous!But then,one of my 'bullies' was seating behind,he was transfered there.We were "friends" but not so close,we were...
Hi, My name is Margaret E.
About a girl who is now 14 and has just had plastic surgery to fix her ears...
You're like a crayon, With your fake orange tan, No friends, You write on your skin with pens, You take a knife to your wrist and cut deep, Many people think you are a creep, You're a fake, You...
Broken, unfeeling Left for dead All the thoughts swirling in her adolescent head Should she cry for help, Or should she just pull the trigger.