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Hi, my name is Alison
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 | Poet at six *Part One* |
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| Created: 2005-05-26 17:28:36 |
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" 'Left alone in the darkness
Comes a spirit undone
With sadness coming upon it
I softly say to myself
This is not fun.' " I said while standing up infront of my parents.
They clapped.
"Good job, Alison!" Mommy said. "You're going to be a poet and become rich!"
I smiled, then blinked.
I put the paper I was holding into my backpack then picked it up.
"Bye mommy!" I yelled. "Bye daddy!"
Then I ran outside and then caught the bus just in time.
I got on the bus then sat next to Marissa.
"Hey, Ali!" She said.
"Hey." I replied.
"Where's your paper?" She asked.
"Oh," I answered. "In my backpack. I can't get it out right now though."
I stood up then sat in the back of the bus, I thought I was popular, cuz I was friends with all the popular kids.
Lenny got on the bus then sat in the back next to me, then he said, "Hey."
But he was a bully...and I knew what he was going to do. |
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