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Poetry Contest! Share your imagination

They crawl into your heart and burn your insides.

They come from the pit where evil lies.

They show no mercy, compassion or kindness.

They feed on the weak, those with hunger and blindness.

They are the heralds of death,

The killers of joy.

They have only hatred for each girl and boy.

So run, run quick as the air.

For there’s Demons behind you, they bring only despair.

Ok. So heres the deal. Life in America is great and no one whats that to change. But suddenly people vote the wrong people into office and economy suddenly shoots down. Yes life wouldn’t be the same without adults but don’t you think that kids deserver a say to?(you know, once there old enough to think about the good of the country.) I think that kids should have a chance to rule the world with a little bit of adult help behind the seances. I wonder that if kids ruled the world, then war wouldn’t be a big problem. If kids ruled the world then no one would have to starve. Some people think that we have no idea what goes on in the government and I admit that yes, we don’t know much about it but I hear enough from my parents, the News, and the radio to say that we are not doing very well. We can think for ourselves and come up with a good solution to the worlds problems. We have a right! But hey, its just me talking… the real question is what do you think???

Leave a comment!!! What do think is right???

No such thing as happiness
No such thing as love.
No such thing as a perfect life,
Only death and blood.

Fairy tales are filled with nonsense
Life is filled with sorrow
I have nothing left to wish for
But the coming of the ‘morrow.

I think I am a troubled soul
Engulfed with death and pain
I have everything to lose
And zero things to gain.

I’m a writer, as you see
Life sometimes feels like crap to me
It’s not a stupid mystery
I’ll leave the earth with TNT.

Kidding ’bout that last part
I’d really hate to die
Especially in a such gruesome way–
Exploding in the sky.

But, here, it’s just a warning:
Try to keep me pleased.
If you fail to do so
I’ll bring you to your knees.

You told me I was beautiful,

You told me we were perfect,

You told me that no one could hurt us,

You said we’d always be together,

You said we’d be like best friends forever,

and, now, you’re gone and I regret every second of being with you

because I believed you.

Winter’s gone

And so is Spring

Summer comes with an open breeze

The snow has melted

The flowers have bloomed

Now it’s time for rainbows and colors

One things stays the same, though

Green, green, green blades of grass

The sun’s going away

Summer has ended

Now comes Fall with some shivering breezes

Leaves roll across the wide roads

Their colors a mixture of red and purple

One small thing still remains, though

There are still; Green, green, green blades of grass

Now Fall’s gone and the cycle starts again

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall

Those are the Seaons

That’s all……..

Four little bats hanging in a tree,

One went plop and so did the other three. 

Three little alligators floating in a lake,

out came a woman and hit two with a rake

 Two little sparrows flying in the sky,

one saw a worm and cryed out “My!”   

 One little dog,barking at a cat.

The cat gave a hiss and yowled,

 ”you think you’re all that?”

Humanities great bane is thought to be many things,from Illness to Love to power.Yet in truth it is only one thing:Thought.Yet how can a thing,so dear to humanity,the thing that nurses us through life,that brought us here and moves us forward,be the great Bane of us?It is only beautiful when muffled by our control over it,yet when it takes control of you you see the truth.In many cases you only see the truth when you make the wrong choice,when you make the right choice you only see the mistake you did not make.The wrong choice showed me the truth.

Fog snaked around me like some preying beast that could barely restrain itself.It ran it’s cold damp fingers through my hair,and whispered to me in soothing tones,drawing me to my death.Yet I resisted.I had been wandering for hours hoping to find shelter and had let my imagination roam free.At one point of time I thought that I saw a group of people,people with claws and large bat like wings,which I ran from,but which turned out to be Lightning struck trees.I now  stumbled onward with my eyes closed,for they burned of the lack of an object to focus on.Something sharp and thing wound itself about my throat and I cried out in pain,and opened my eyes,to realize it was a branch.I felt my throat,it was wet,with something warm and thick. I looked at my hand,which was partly red,then at the branch.Just when I close my eyes I need them.I shook my head but trudged on.Then I aw something that send my heart  beating faster then helicopter blades.In front of me stood a small chapel.It almost seemed to shine with a bright white light.I did not even hesitate before running into the welcoming glow.I ran through the doorway and fell to my hands and knees,then sank to the ground.The coldness spread through my body carrying away the pain.I closed my eyes and sleep took me.I stood,in a place that was nothing.There was a beautiful maiden in front of me.She smiled and put her hands out welcomingly.A single thought lashed through my head.Take her hands,the right choice.I Clenched my teeth.The though pulsed again,this time not gentle like a caressing feather,but commanding,lashing at my mind like a whip.My hand twitched toward hers,but I did not move.NO. I managed to think,the maiden flinched with the weight of my word.Then her smile turned into a scowl,I would have never though a scowl could be so terrifying,then her whole face twisted as if in a soap bubble,but it was no longer the cheerful colors of the rainbow.It was a somber figure,it’s shell of control broken.It was grey and black and white and had the texture of wet paper.It’s pure black eyes glinted with malice,it bared it teeth in a horrible grin,it’s clawed hands reaching out to me hungrily. WRONG CHOISE It belowed in my mind, the thought twisted my mind into knots making me drop to the floor,limp with pain. I managed to push the thought out and shakily got to my feet.I felt no fear,no joy no excitement,I did not let emotions in,I simply stood.The creatures grin diminished. It gets it’s power from the dark emotions of humans,Hate ,Jealousy,Longing.And to the thing also Love,Excitement,Happiness were considered dark.I knew because I felt,the thing was part of me,yet which part I did not know.At this sudden realisation it’s form flared,expanding and folding in upon itself,then separating.I heard it’s thoughts as if they were my own.It became many colored ribbons of pink and red and violate.The beautiful soothing yet passionate colors of love,yet I saw the darkness of love that the creature strives on.The bands twirled and spun entwined and separated,became one then  thousands,in an elaborate dance,yet they did not turn over did not show their other sides,but the creature forced them to turn,and there were sickly shades of green and somber greys,The sight would have made one writhe in discomfort,and that was when I realized that I was nothing,that was why I did not feel,I did not think,and then I realized that the thing,that horrid thing,was thought.Thought is a beautiful and darling thing when we control,but when we loose our power over it.It becomes a vile and wicked thing.Breaking you into a puzzle,then reassembling you in unmatching  and twisted ways,Until you fit in no place or world.Suddenly everything was gone,there was only darkness.The thing was nothing,yet everything at the same time,then in the darkness I could see an indistinct shape,it wound it coils around me,probing fear and uncertainty into my mind,But I fought.As it wound it’s coils about me,I took them,I controlled them,and unknowingly I was regaining control of it,and then I was awake,and then there was nothing,for I was only thought and memory.

                                    Sanaa

                             (Point of View)

I pushed open the car door as a large gust of wind blew fall leaves towards the large building, otherwise known as the airport. The building was made of glass and I could see brilliant white light emanating from the windows. My family, my mother, father, evil, oops, I mean, little brother, Faizan, got out of the car. My dad started looking around and my mom wrote down our parking lot number.

“You know,” I called to them, “We’re never going to get home if we set foot in that building.”

“Oh?” my mother replied absentmindedly,” Why do you think that, Sanaa?”

“Well, just take a look at that parking lot!” I cried, gazing at the expanse of cars that stretched to my right and left as far as I could see.

“Maybe,” my brother said, “you’ll get lost!”

The airport door slid open as my father pushed the button. Inside, I saw that the Los Angeles Airport resembled a circus.

There was a tall man in a top hat that looked like Abraham Lincoln arguing with rotund woman who was holding the, probably sticky hand of small toddler. There was a teenage girl about Sanna’s age, wearing a neon green jacket with neon yellow pants. Her hair was tied into five ponytails held by bright NEON pink hair bands.

  As we made our way through the odd assortment of people, I caught a glimpse of a long, long, LONG line ahead of us. When we reached the booth I saw that is said; TICKET LINE, in large, bold print.

“Are we really going to stand in that line?” I asked.

“Well, we have to,” my father shrugged and stepped into the line.

 Just as we were getting into the line, when a man, running and muttering like the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland squeezed in front of us.

                                 Faizan

                           (Point of View)

Faizan was tired. Slowly he slid the Nintendo DS he wasn’t supposed to have, out of his pocket and started play “Star Wars” the game. After at least half and hour, he closed it and looked around. The line hadn’t moved much….

                                           Sanaa

                        (Point of View)

After half an hour, I was at the breaking point. I spotted a chair and dove for it. The chair was metal, but to me, it felt like feathers. I closed my eyes and fell asleep…

I woke with a start as a gruff voice said, “Wake up, young lady.”

I opened my eyes to see a young man shaking me.

“What?” I asked groggily.

“Why are you asleep?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I’m waiting for my parent at the ticket line…” I glanced at the booth as gasped. Only four couples were standing in line and NONE of them was my family!

I jumped up fast, startling the man.

Obviously, the man sensed that change in my mood. One moment, I was a sleepy 12 year old and the next moment I was a startled girl, all ALONE in the airport!

“Aren’t your parents here?” he asked.

“My, my parents are gone…”

“Well? Come on then. Let’s go and find them!” he smiled and called to another man, “Hold my place for me, Marty. I’ve got to get this girl to her family!”

About fifteen minutes later, we entered flight 24 and there, lo and behold, was my FAMILY!

“Is that them?” the man asked, following my gaze.

“Yes!” I cried running to them.

My brother was speaking quickly to my parents, “She isn’t around here!”

“You guys! I’m right here!” I cried.

“My mom turned to look at me, then at my brother, “See, I told you she wasn’t lost.

Sanaa

                             (Point of View)

I pushed open the car door as a large gust of wind blew fall leaves towards the large building, otherwise known as the airport. The building was made of glass and I could see brilliant white light emanating from the windows. My family, my mother, father, evil, oops, I mean, little brother, Faizan, got out of the car. My dad started looking around and my mom wrote down our parking lot number.

“You know,” I called to them, “We’re never going to get home if we set foot in that building.”

“Oh?” my mother replied absentmindedly,” Why do you think that, Sanaa?”

“Well, just take a look at that parking lot!” I cried, gazing at the expanse of cars that stretched to my right and left as far as I could see.

“Maybe,” my brother said, “you’ll get lost!”

The airport door slid open as my father pushed the button. Inside, I saw that the Los Angeles Airport resembled a circus.

There was a tall man in a top hat that looked like Abraham Lincoln arguing with rotund woman who was holding the, probably sticky hand of small toddler. There was a teenage girl about Sanna’s age, wearing a neon green jacket with neon yellow pants. Her hair was tied into five ponytails held by bright NEON pink hair bands.

  As we made our way through the odd assortment of people, I caught a glimpse of a long, long, LONG line ahead of us. When we reached the booth I saw that is said; TICKET LINE, in large, bold print.

“Are we really going to stand in that line?” I asked.

“Well, we have to,” my father shrugged and stepped into the line.

 Just as we were getting into the line, when a man, running and muttering like the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland squeezed in front of us.

                                 Faizan

                           (Point of View)

Faizan was tired. Slowly he slid the Nintendo DS he wasn’t supposed to have, out of his pocket and started play “Star Wars” the game. After at least half and hour, he closed it and looked around. The line hadn’t moved much….

                                           Sanaa

                        (Point of View)

After half an hour, I was at the breaking point. I spotted a chair and dove for it. The chair was metal, but to me, it felt like feathers. I closed my eyes and fell asleep…

I woke with a start as a gruff voice said, “Wake up, young lady.”

I opened my eyes to see a young man shaking me.

“What?” I asked groggily.

“Why are you asleep?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I’m waiting for my parent at the ticket line…” I glanced at the booth as gasped. Only four couples were standing in line and NONE of them was my family!

I jumped up fast, startling the man.

Obviously, the man sensed that change in my mood. One moment, I was a sleepy 12 year old and the next moment I was a startled girl, all ALONE in the airport!

“Aren’t your parents here?” he asked.

“My, my parents are gone…”

“Well? Come on then. Let’s go and find them!” he smiled and called to another man, “Hold my place for me, Marty. I’ve got to get this girl to her family!”

About fifteen minutes later, we entered flight 24 and there, lo and behold, was my FAMILY!

“Is that them?” the man asked, following my gaze.

“Yes!” I cried running to them.

My brother was speaking quickly to my parents, “She isn’t around here!”

“You guys! I’m right here!” I cried.

“My mom turned to look at me, then at my brother, “See, I told you she wasn’t lost.

 This is my Contest post, but since you have to write in one post it’s rather long.

              I know you’re thinking. We’re not real, right? We don’t exist? We’re just fantisiesed creatures used to delight five year old girls? Well, guess what, you’re wrong. We were real alright. As real as fairies and as pegasusas and all the other things you guys call make-believe. We were the Unicorns and this is our story.

First let me introduce myself. I am Mystic Breeze. I was chosen by the Unicorn Counsel to speak with you. (I will explain why later) I am an 100 year old unicorn whch in the short span of an human’s life equals to being an teenager. About 13 or 14. I have a white coat and white tail and mane.

 Anyway, about us. We lived on Earth. Back when the humans only covered up a small portion of the space. The woods were pleantyful and the streams and fresh water was not poluted. We lived a pretty good life compared to Earth’s condition now. Anyway, the trouble all started one Spring….

Moon Rise (a fellow Unicorn) and I were patrolling our borders. Not for humans,no, from Janters. Janters are these really big rat looking things. Except that they’re the size of bears and have sharp teeth and claws. Janters like to eat Unicorn Foals. As I was saying, Moon Rise and I were patrolling our borders, when we caught a rotten smell. It wasn’t a Janter though. Janters smell like berries, which is surpriesing, considering all the meat they eat. We pricked our ears and listened.

“Do you hear anything?” Moon Rise asked.

“Yes, it’s not a Janter, though,” I told her. Slowly the thing came closer. Moon  (call her that for short) and I stepped into our fighting stance. Suddenly a..what do you call them? Ah, yes, a dog came through the brush and bumped right into our legs.

“What in Rainbows?” I asked.

“Um..I’m sorry,” the dog mummbled,” I didn’t mean to..that is I was only…”

“Stop bubbleing and tell us what you were doing in our woods,” Moon snapped. She was really angry. Her grey tail swished wildly.

” I was, that is, I didn’t mean to intrude,” he said, his words were still in a jumble.

“What is your name,” I asked smoothly.

“Damper, miss,” he murrmered.

“And how old are you?”

“4 and a half month to be exact.”

“And what are you doing in our territory,” Moon put in,” Didn’t your mother ever tell you about not blundering in these woods? A Janter could have got you.”

“Sorry,” he mummbled,” But the Stable Horses sent me.”

“The Stable Horses?” I asked. The horses own by the humans? They were our reletivs, but they never contacted us.

“Yes, ma’m. They said that I should tell the Queen the message.”

“You want to see the Queen?” Moon asked scornfully,” A dog. In the Court Arena?”

“If youwon’t allow it then….” he turned to go.

“No, no,” I said hurriedly. I looked at Moon,” If he has a message for the Stable Horses, then it must be urjent.”

I looked at Damper,” It is a matter of urjency, is it not?”

“Of course,” he said polietly,” The Stable Horses said-”

“Leave what the stable horses’ message for the Queen,” Moon said.

She turned and stomped through the brush.

I smiled at Damper apolegeticly,” She doesn’t like outsiders.” We followed Moon to a large clearing at, leat as large as middle easter castle usually are, and strotted in. More than 100 Unicorns grazed and talked and goofed around.

“Wow,” Damper breathed,” The Stable Horses told me stories about this place, but I never imagined….”

I nickered,” Well, I’d really like to meat a Human, but I guess that’s no novalty to you!”

Damper laughed softly. I lead Damper across the clearing and past homes and shops. (Yes, we Unicorns have our Blacksmith and Storytellers). Then we approached an arch. It was tall. Tall enough for a horse to walk through. It was covered in ivy and had a ivy covering the entrence.

“Come on,” I nodded towards the gate. Slowly, Damper pushed past the ivy and entered. I followed closely behind. Inside, we were greeted by a peach colored Unicorn. My sister, Heather Heart. Heather thinks she is the most pretty and important Unicorn in the whole world! She always shoves the fact that she’s the Queen’s right-hand lady, while I’m one of the Queen’s warriors in my face. I usually ignore her.

“Hello, Mystic,” Heather said in her usual mocking tone.

“Heather,” I nodded curtly.

“Who’s…your friend?” she asked with distaste as she noticed Damper.

“This is Damper,” I introduce them,” Damper, my sister, Heather Heart.”

“Oh, an outsider. Why did you bring him here?” she asked.

“I..I have a message for your Queen, miss,” Damper stammered.

“The Queen. Not Your Queen. The Queen. Show some resepect you flee bag,” Heather snorted.

“Heather! He is our guest! Treat him politly,” I growled,”I don’t see him calling you a Stuck-up-no-good-selfish-prissy-main-comber.”

“Huh!” Heather snorted,”Come.”

She lead us into another clearing. This one was smaller and in the center a pong shimmer in the sun. On the bank, the Queen, Crystal Night, was helping a small foal, drink from the pond.

I had seen this ristual. I had gone through it. Every Unicorn had to drink from the pond. Why? That’s not a big secret. Listen. 

We waited a distance away and watched. The Queen nuged the small foal towards the pond. The foal was like every other newborn foal. Clear and see-through. Every-newborn foal is color-less until they drink from the Pond of Geniva. The pond gives them their color and later, when they become at least 100 years old  (13 or 14  in human ages), they drink from the pool again and get their powers.

The Queen nugged the foal again and it gave in, sipping up some of the water. I knew how it tasted. Like the best berries in the forest. Like the sweet milk of of your mother. Honey, grass and lots of other good things all behind the taste of fresh water. The foal shimmer and its coat turned to jet black. A small cresent appered in the center of its forehead.

“I, Queen Crystal Night, hereby claim you as one of my subjects. Shall you live a long and strong life and never stray from your home. I name you Cresent Fighter.” the Queen made her speech.

The foal’s mother, a white mare stepped from a corner of the arena. She strotted over to Cresent Fighter and nussled him. The two, mother and son, then left the arena. That’s when Crystal Night, Queen of the Unicorn saw us.

“Mystic Breeze? How may I assist you?” she asked in her sweet way.

“Not me, Your Highness, but Damper, Dog of Castles. He brings a message from the Stable Horses.”

Crystal glanced at Damper,” Come. We shall get comfertable before the message is reseved.”

The Queen lead us to a small grove of thick, fluffy grass. “Please, sit.”

Damper and I lay down. My legs were crossed under my body, but Damper’s front legs were sprawled out in front of him. His hing legs were under his body.

“Well,” Crystal Night aked,” What did you think of our Coloration Ceremony, Damper?”

“It..it was very…unique,” Damper stammered.

The Queen laughed,” I see. So what is this message you have for me?”

“It’s very bad news, I’m afraid,” Damper said,” The humans that live in the castle, they found a Unicorn Body.”

“What?” Crystal demanded,” What is this you are saying?”

“They were digging, miss,” Damper looked scared, as if he’d said something wrong,” I don’t know what for, but they found one of your dead. They body was nothing but bones, but the horn..the horn…”

He broke off.

“They found one of Disgraced,” the Queen mrmmured,” Ones who have dihonored the Counsil and the whole population of Unicorns. All the Unicorns’ that die, their horns are added to the Ball of Spirits. But the Disgraced are forgotten so they are buried with their horns.”

I satered at the Queen. I had never heard of the Disgraced.

“What did they do with the horn?” the Queen asked.

“They created a sword,” Damper said. He might as well have stabbed every single Unicorn in the heart (which by the way is the only way to completely kill an Unicorn) and not even added our spirts to the Ball of Spirts.

“A sword?” Crystal Night asked,” They created a sword with a Unicorn Horn?”

“Yes they call it the Viper Blade. It’s handle is designed into a viper and the blade is shiny and glows like a Unicorn’s horn,”

Both of us gasped. “Why have they created it?” I asked, dreading the answer.

“The Stable Horses said, it was to kill more Unicorns for more of their horns.”

Silence. Not the kind of peaceful silence you get on a warm summer night. No, this was a dreadful silence. The kind that makes you want to leave or make the whole forest explode with sound.

Suddenly the Queen was on her feet,” I must call an emergency meeting! The Council and every Unicorn in this glade!” She rushed to her outer room.

“I’m sorry,” Damper murrmered,” I didn’t mean to upset her.”

I smiled at him,” Don’t worrie, we’ll sttle everything soon.”

He smiled at me,” You’re Mystic Breeze, right?”

“Yes, and the Queen is Crystal Night,” I told him.

Just then the Queen returned,” I told Heather Heart to tell everyone about this insident. Will you two spread the news?”

“Of course, your majesty,” I stood up and bowed. Bending on of my forelegs I bent my head till it touched the ground.

We left the arena and sped around the gldes and meadows telling Unicorns about the Emergency Meeting.

“What’s it about,” most of them asked. We had to tell them that all we could say was that it was very dangerous matter.

“Probably the Janters,” someone muttered,” I hate those things.”

We had told everyone by sunset. By then everyone was heading to the Meeting Pavillion.

We followed them and reached the Pavillion. Well, it wasn’t exactly a Pavillion. It was really 200 trees bent by magic to create a cover over the large space of land from the sun and light. We entered the mossy area and looked around. i saw gas lamps hissing and sparking in all corneres, creating an orengy glow in every space of the Pavillion. I stood next to a large rock. It had a sort of cliff and the Queen was standing right on the ledge.

“Unicorns! Foals! Welcome to this meeting. I apolagize at the unplanned sceduale. The matter however came up at the hight of noon.” the Queen calledm,” I will get right to the point.”

She explained about the way Damper had come and told her about the Vipor Blade. Then she said something she hadn’t told me,” I have a solution! There is a wizard named Maldred who lives in these woods. He can help us. I shall send two Unicorns to his cottage and, if he will accept, i want to send the dog who bravely brought this message to us.” She looked at Damper.

“O-of course,” Damper stammered.

“Who are the two Unicorns?” a voice from the crowd asked.

“Since Mystic Breeze brought the dog to me, she shall go, and the other shall be Fair Star,” Crystal Night answered.

I smiled. Fair Star was a nice horse. The Queen dismissed the meeting.

***********************************

Later that night, we met the Queen in her arena.

“You three can’t leave on foot. The trip would take too long,” Crystal said, pacing back and forth.

“I know,” she said,” We’ll talaport you!”

“Cool,” I murmured.

We all stood in a triangular shape and the Queen bagan to chant,” Away with you, away with you! Somewhere else you should be. Through the forest and past the stream to a cottage of the the Magic Dweler!” A brilliant flash of light surounded us. Then when it faded, we were standing in front of a small cottage. An old man sat in a chair on the porch cried,” Stick a sword in a Unicorn’s heart, what on Earth are you doing here?”

“We are sorry, Wizard Maldred,” Fair said politley,” We need your help. I think Queen Crystal Night has informered you.”

“Yes,” Maldred sighed,” A great danger has befallen your kind.”

We didn’t know what to say so we were silent.

“Oh, confound it! I will help you! I’ve desided to open a gate to Until.”

“Until?” I asked,” What is that?”

“Not ”What is” its a “Where”, ” he said,” Until is a world without humans, though”

“When are you going to open it and where?” I asked.

“I will open it imedietly, that is, as soon as you keep your side of the bargin.”

“What do you want?” Fair asked.

“Have you not noticed? All the magic and happines comes from the Unicorns, if they leave, then all the magic will be gone and the happiness will be drained.”

“What can we do?” I asked.

“One Unicorn has to stay on Earth. The magic won’t come back, but the hapiness will remain faintly,” Maldred said.

We were silent. I thought of my family and the forset and the danger that threatened us. If one did not stay then all would be killed. I knew I couldn’t let that happen so that is the reason I volenteered myself. The Unicorns all went to Until. So did all the other magical creatures, when they were threatened. Only I and one of every magical creature remain. I roam the woods, keeping the hapiness from fading.

I am Mystic Breeze and I was chosen to tell you this. That we were the Unicorns, and this was Our Story….

Thanks!! I really hope you liked it

There is a monster under my bed

and when I asked it go away it turned red

and went deeper under my bed

when I go to sleep it goes ahead and creeps

in my head

so I have to be careful when

I go to bed because

There is a monster under my bed

There was a girl and a snake
She thought the snake was a cake
so she got it with a rake and
for the sake put it in a crate
Then she put it to bake
then she sold it… for a snake…

and thought it was a cake

The Beauty in Mist.

The Beauty in the way Mist hangs over the World like a blanket.

The beauty in the way it shimmers in the sun

The beauty in the way in creats a rainbow

The beauty in the way it moves over the ground.

The Beauty in Mist

Have you ever met a bunny?

That could sing and dance?

Did he wear any pares his pants?

Was he friendly?

Was he kind?

Did he have a tail on his behind?

Did you see him with a cane?

Did you ask if his name was Wayne?

Did he make you cry?

Did he have to try?

Is he mad?

Are you sad?

Did you forgive him?

Will he live?

Is he a mope?

Can you two cope?

Boy I hope!

A scrawny teen, a girl, walked into a room with dimmed lights. She could easily be passed off as a young boy, and the only thing that made her look a little less like one was her choppy hair, which she had cut herself. She failed miserably.

Another boy, around the same age as the scrawny girl, sat hunched over on a velvety red couch. They appeared to be twins, and could be passed off as being identical, if only the girl truly was a boy. They both had Light brown hair, and green eyes.

The girl walked over to her brother, sat down, and plopped her head down on his shoulder.

“Dearest brother, remember three years ago when you said you’d take me out for ice cream? Well, you never did, and I want it now. How about you go get your car and drive us to the ice cream shop, huh?” She was speaking into his shoulder, though the boy, Cody, had grown to understand his sister.

“Lu, you’re 17. You can drive yourself to get yourself ice cream.”

“Well, that is true, but you promised. And besides, if you took me, you’d be able to get something too.”

Cody knew that Lu only wanted him to bring her because she had already spent her money on the bubblegum machine toys at the mall. He couldn’t refuse it, though, because if he didn’t she would be sad for two weeks. That wasn’t an exaggeration, either.

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Cody was forced to spend 30 minutes with his sister, the entire time she was in pain. This was all because of his stupid friends. They all knew that she didn’t know the difference between a compliment or an insult, or even if someone was being sarcastic, and they always used this to their advantage. Luckily, they didn’t know that she could easily outsmart them, as well as her brother, who was the smartest in their school, second only to her Lu.

They had seen her happily skipping into into the ice cream shop. That’s when they started in on her.

“Oh, Lucielle, your hair looks so pretty today. Did you cut it yourself?”

This was, obviously, not the worst that they had done to her.

They were stopped by Cody, but he was only able to keep them quiet until Lu got her ice cream.

“Oh, Blue Marshmallow Deluxe with gummy worms, sprinkles, and m&m’s on it? Are you sure that won’t harm your beautiful figure?”

Normally, something like this would not even faze Lu. But she looked at her ice cream, picked it up, and walked over to wear her brother was sitting. She then put her head on his shoulder again.

“Big brother, please make them stop. Please…it hurts……”

Cody would normally feel quite embarrassed with Lu doing that. Instead, though, all he felt was that sort of pain that one twin was able to transmit to the other.

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“Big brother, what happened to your friends?”

Cody had regretted what he did terribly, but he was quickly realizing that if he hadn’t done it, Lu would have became emotionally scarred in some way or another.

“Don’t worry, Lu, they can’t hurt you anymore.”

Cody was quickly driving down the back roads leading to the apartment he shared with his sister.

Lu was still munching on her ice cream, and she pulled a bag of gummy worms she stashed in the glove box and dumped it on her frozen treat.

His sister’s sweet tooth had always disgusted him, though that was just one of the many things that he learned to live with.

That, at the moment, would be the least of their worries. Cody now had to bring her to get all of the clothing and belongings out of their house, along with his own, so they could escape. Cody knew that someone saw what he did. And he couldn’t let his sister live alone.

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“Cody, why did we put all our clothes in the car? We can’t be going on vacation, because you had me bring my stuffed animals and a few blankets and pillows and those toys I had….and then you brought your stuff.”

Cody sighed, and turned onto the path that lead to their destination.

“Lu, please, listen to me. I am going to drive us into the pond we played in as kids. I don’t want you to scream, you just have to hold your breath for five seconds when we get under. I am not entirely sure if you will even have to, I just want you to do it.”

With that, 15 minutes later they crashed into the pond, where the water turned white. No more than 3 seconds after they went under, the car was in a white room, with one door. 63 years later, these two would still be living in this place, with Lucielle upgrading it greatly. And after those 63 years, both of them were still 17.

Well, I hope this has provided anyone who has read ‘The Tofu Organization and the Ball of Burrito’ a bit more background on Lucielle and her brother. Yes, both of them are actually 80. That place just has magical powers.

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I thought I could carry on

But I can’t take another step towards you because I’ll fall back

I thought I was strong

Yeah, physically, but that doesn’t mean what you say doesn’t hurt

What if I was her?

The one lying dead in the ground

Would you respect me ,then?

Would you hold me tight and say it’ll all be alright???

Could you even say SORRY for telling all of those lies?

Well, I’m sorry

I’m sorry you had to see me this way

And ,Thank Heavens, I’m not her lying in that casket

Because if it was…Even after death I’d be hoping its just a dream.

Sadness

           Anger

                    Death

                             Tragedy

                                       Fear

                                              Despair

                                    Snap awake

                             In a cold sweat

                     Relief

                         Only

                              To

                                   Return

                                          Again

                                 To the

                       Realm

                  of

                           a

                                Nightmare.

There was a girl and a snake
She thought the snake was a cake
so she got it with a rake and
for the sake put it in a crate
Then she put it to bake
then she sold it… for a snake…

and thought it was a cake

Lie to me and tell me it’ll all be okay.

Lie to me and tell me that this way you’ll stay.

I’ll wait for you in hopes of this love to forever last.

But tell me now if this is truth has past.

Once upon a time
There was crow name Katie
Her beak was full of cheese patties
There came a sly fox
With a smile on its face
It start with an,” Hello,
You are the most beautiful bird
as sweet as jello!
I bet you can sing as good as you look”
Just a little flatter it took
So poor Katie with a glee start to sing
And cheese pattie falls down with a, “Clink!”

Before poor Katie could chirp

The fox garbed the cheese
He gobbled it down with slimy slurp
And walked away with big fat burp!!!

The End