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[TheFray150028]

REJECTED
I'm sitting on a cloud
I'm as light as can be
I'm sleeping and dreaming
as you can see
I don't know where I'm bound
In this dream, I might wake up
Because it's already 3,
I was up all night,
thinking of my crush
But it seems he already crushed me




I wrote this like a week ago when my crush said he hated me.

[lizannthus]

Last night i Dream aBOut a Boy
hE saID hE iS a Prince FRom a faR
awAy Fantasy…
He aSked to mE..
iF i Can Be The PrinCEss
Not by his kingDom
But in His Life..
From Then i Was SpeecHless
i dOnt knoW whaT To say
Coz im Afraid That This fanTasy
Can nEver bE in REal..
oh HOw i Wish this isnt a Dream
that Cant cOme true,,
Coz my heaRt is Crying
Even though iT have No
Eye..
And When i wakem up
This morning i look
at my clock..
its still seven am..
and yet its nothing
but a dream…
and when i Go
sHopping i see
The guy i saw
in my dream..
http://t4.images.live.com/images/thu...d3516719c3e70b

[Danica_Shardae]

"Hope is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all." ~~ Emily Di ckinson

[LatinaChica008]

Originally Posted by Hannahmontanagurl123456

Mina's Journal.
9/17/66
Dear Diary,
today, i went to the first day of Kindergarten. i am 4. i met a Boy today. named Cameron. He Has bright Blue Eyes, and a big smile. He is My new bestest friend.when we met, outside in the playground, i gave him a hug and behind his back, he handed me a flower. Miss.Lilly was Happy that i met a friend. And so was i.Then, He Helded my had and walked me to the park bench. I was afraid that Miss.Lilly would katch us this far away. Then, we sat down, and i looked at my had, still Connected to Cameron's, and Looked up and through his teary eyes. And Slowly and Solemonly, he said the words Mina, I Love you. Then, Withought giving me any time to say anything, he Kissed me. Right in the cheek. Then He Came up from our kiss and Smiled at me. then, the words spat right out of my mouth, I Love you. then, with that, we walked away together. it was time to go back home. i think that i have met my new bestest friend, and also, my true love.
9/18/66
Dear, Diary.
Today, i woke up at 6:am this morning, to do the usual,my chores.Nobody was at home, and i was really bored. So while i was cleaning the pots and pans in the basement, i saw the Dark red Closet. the dark red closet was a place i have always wanted to go into and see what was inside, but it would be too hard to get Past Mother and Father. They Would beat me..more then they usally do.Dad said it was none of my buisness what so ever. So today, since nobody was home, i decided to chance it. So I Laid my broom down, next to the corridors and took a chance. slowly, i eased open the door and it was completly dark. Then, Something Closed the Door behind me...after that, i was already too scared to go any further and turn on the light. But i did.. Shaking and Shivering in my Old Raggety Green Dress, I turned around and Clicked on the light.And there, Right Before me, was a body. Wrapped in white silk, bundled up in all the Puffy coats.Who was it i wondered. So i slowly turned the body around, and unwrapped all of the coats, and there, a knife stuck in his chest, laid my new bestest friend, Cameron.
9/19/66
dear diary.
I cant write much today.
Daddy Found out that i was in the closet and Whipped me really hard. Now, my hands are bruised and my head hurts really badly. he Left now. he said he was out to go get something and then he smirked at me. Im scared. But ma is still home, making sure i dont do anything more suspiciously. but who DID kill Cameron? Just writing this makes me kringe. I mean, I wonder if the body is still there. I wonder if Daddy Killed Cameron. Probably. that fat lard! IM SICK OF MY PARENTS.sometimes, i wish i was NEVER born!! I just want to go to a place thats goOd! my world is so mashed up. Mother usally Beats me but this morning, she left that to father. Today, all she did was call me dirty names and Push Me through my closet. Im not allowed to go to kindergarten today. Dad wont let me go. He Dosent like the idea of me meeting others. I cant wait to die. I think i will try to go back down to that Closet. But..wait. who was the one who closed the door behind me? was it father? or Mother? or Not. Ill find out. I am going down to that closet!!
9/20/66
Ok. Today, I went down to the closet.you wouldnt blieve what i saw. I saw a note. while i was walking down the steps, there was a wad of paper next to the stair vents. Then My last tooth fell out. most of them where already gone though because daddy already knocked them out when he punched me. Ow. i can still taste the blood. but then, when i grabbed the scrap of paper, i herd footsteps. Closer and Closer.


kay..
XD
i worte that.
no copying please

thats sooo goodd!! i luv it!! is there anyway u can post more or somethin its sooo good and i wanna kno what happens!!! lol. i luv to write and ur story is great!! keep going!!

Originally Posted by MyLifeIsMusic

I ran down the stairs and made a beeline for the kitchen. I grabbed my toast then glanced at the clock, It said 6:45 am I ran out the door. "Wait a second," I said to myself "6:45am....Its Not time for school! KENNETH I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!!!" I shouted as I ran back in the house. My idiot of a brother Kenneth had tricked me again, I could here some rustling in my parents room as I passed their door but other then that it didn't seem like they were getting up. I opened the door to Kenneth's room and found him laying on his bed laughing his head off. I took my green kipling bag off my stomach and started hitting him with it. He ran off the bed and locked himself in the bathroom, still laughing. But you know what the best part is? Go on guess! Kenneth is 18! 3 years older than me (I'm 15) But yet he acts like 5! I took off my clothes and changed back into my pajamas then settled down to go back to sleep.....

What seemed to me to be a few seconds later I had to wake up. I put on my clothes and headed out the door. When I got to school I found my best friend Jake at his locker which is right beside mine.
"Hey," He said when he saw me.
"Hi," I replied back glumly.
"Kenneth again?"
"Yep," I swear that boy knows me like the back of his hand. Together we walked to our first class which was algebra. We took our usual seats and the back of the class and prepared for the lesson. I took out my iPod and miniature laptop while he took out his iPod and his doodling book. Jake loves to draw.

You guys want me to continue???

yes continue it was very good. lol. ur a good writer keep going!

i wrote a story. but its a couple chapters long... soo i dont think i'd b able to post it. i read it to tons of ppl tho. they liked it and said to write more. ( not tryin to brag or nothin ) .. sorry tho if it sounds lik it!!! the title is the monster creation... mayb i'll jus post the beginnin ... and then u can tell me if its good

[redlipstickandastiletto]

My Number

I bite on my lip; nervous
I could bleed, but I don't
My palms are sweaty, sticky
My heart is racing, running
It's hard to breathe, suffocating
It's hard to think instead of panicing
My toes twitch anxiously
My fingers curl and unfold
Finally a number, three didgits
174.

I curse; furious,
I storm away; enraged
My number is wrong
My efforts have failed
It's hard to relax
It's hard to come back
My head throbs; disgusted
My face contorts; angered
And all because of three didgits
174.

I dwell on my number
I feel sick; nauseated
My number can't be right
My self-esteem is sunk
It's not fair; depression
It's clearly not right
My mood has dropped
My appetite with it
And all because the da*mn scale read
174.


I also have a script at this site: Red Lipstick and a Stiletto | The Perfect Murder

[CutiezRox121]

Faith

Faith comes from loving hearts
Faith comes from the simplest art
Faith come in different forms
Like Love, Strength and even Song!
But there's only one kind of Faith that everyone has,
and that's the Faith you have in yourself

LOL, it's kinda cruddy...but I wanted to post here so whatever.

[Miranda_]

Room For One More.

By the way, I have no idea who wrote this; however, it wasn't me. I just think the story is really clever and very spooky, so I'm posting it here.

A young woman on her way to town broke her journey by staying with friends at an old manor house. Her bedroom looked out to the carriage sweep at the front door. It was a moonlit night, and she found it difficult to sleep. As the clock outside her bedroom door struck 12, she heard the noise of horses' hooves on the gravel outside, and the sound of wheels.

She got up and went over to the window to see who could be arriving at that time of night. The moonlight was very bright, and she saw a hearse drive up to the door. It hadn't a coffin in it; instead it was crowded with people. The coachman sat high up on the box: as he came opposite the window he drew up and turned his head. His face terrified her, and he said in a distinct voice, "There's room for one more."

She drew the curtain, ran back to bed, and covered her head with the bedclothes. In the morning she was not quite sure whether it had been a dream, or whether she had really got out of bed and seen the hearse, but she was glad to go up to town and leave the old house behind her.

She was shopping in a big store which had an elevator in it (an up-to-date thing at that time). She was on the top floor, and went to the elevator to go down. It was rather crowded, but as she came up to it, the elevator operator turned his head and said, "There's room for one more."

It was the face of the coachman of the hearse. "No, thank you," said the woman. "I'll walk down." She turned away a little bit disturbed, and then the elevator doors clanged, there was a terrible rush and screaming and shouting, and then a great clatter and thud. The elevator had fallen and everybody in it was killed.

[Cutie_Sweetie]

Hold Me Tight

Please don't my tears
fall into the depth
of my dark fears.

It is not the right date,
i may never have fate
Now now hold me tight,
Hold me tight all through th night.

Hold on to my heart
so it won't fall apart!

(that is currently a new poem that I just wrote right now.
I have more poems so I will post some...ASAP)

[backyardigans4ever]

whos coming to the zoo with me?
whos coming to the zoo?
there are lots of animals to see.
whos coming to the zoo?
ther are lions and tigers,elephants too
a camel with a hump and a kangroo
and a naughty little monkey oo_oo_oo
whos coming to the zoo?





is it nice

LOST

my brothers always
losing things.
this year so far
he lost a hat
his gloves and a scarf
two school books
his library card
my best pen
the football he got
for his birthday
dads watch
the tin opner
the key to the door
and(when he had a cold)
his voice
mum said he would
lose him one day
if he wasent careful
we all laughed
by the way you havent
seen him have you?






is it nice

jenny but that book down
jenny brush your teeth
jenny you will get fat if you eat too many sweets

jenny and put your glasses on
and please pick up those toys
and jenny dear please make alittle less noise

jenny it is way past nine
jenny go to bed
jenny have you listend to any thing i have said?

sorry mam are you talking to me?

is it nice

[Emo_Boo_Bear]

Oh wow, so finely me being a writer might pay off. Im not that good but i love to write so forgive me if any of them are miss spelled or anything like that.



Will you.
If I get mad will you make me happy?
If I laugh will you laugh with me?
If I smile will you be the one I'm smiling for?
If I fall will you catch me?
If I cry will you wipe my tears?
................................................
If I say I love you will you say I love you to?