Dark Shadow's blog
the feelings inside me are jumping all around
as if there were a play going on in my mind and this is going on:
The hero saying all that is true
reminding me that there is good in the world.
Then we have the antagonist who is pressing in your head
all of the things that could go wrong with this one out burst that wants to be said.
The out burst that you truly want to make to the world but are afraid
that everyone she knows will turn away.
The people within the heroes town are there backing her up waiting for her to share,
with every tiny step she is making towards the great speech being prepared.
I am the one sitting at the desk writing drafts and drafts of this grand speech
This crazy out burst that could change the way her community feels about her
that could change the way her friends feel about her, as if it was a curse.
This could be the end or a great new beginning
but who does she listen to when it comes time
does the ingraved words of the antagonist remind her the problems faced in this world or is it time to shine.
The hero swooped her up from her feet and flew her around to show who does really care
that these words are not too scary and can be shared.
The play is reaching the climax as she is faced with a decision to make
to show the side of her that she doesn't know she accepts herself, but its a chance she can take.
The speech is starting to come together as its on its second page
these few words are the scariest ones to say. Read more »
I wish in another life that I would change
going from this
school girl who does everything right
to someone who is
a risk taker
maybe a slight troublemaker
and see what that life would be like.
To be that girl who got invited to after parties
but would be responsible enough
to never get fully drunk.
To have a boyfriend or girlfriend like everyone my age
and know what its like to be with someone and not trapped in a cage.
To crush on the right people who aren't
deceiving Read more »
I think about her all of the time
what she's doing, and if everything is alright
I wonder if she's as happy as she can be
and knows her natural beauty is what i see
The smallest things from her make my day
like slow dancing for a few minutes and the compliments she says
What is sad and confusing is that she already has a man
she's taken by him and that screws up my plan
I like her a lot and there's not much I can do
but enjoy the little flirts and be just a friend too
My heart confused and stomach overwhelmed with butterflies
that soar through my entire body as if it were a sky
For now I will stay as I am now
and listened to my heart rhythmic pattern pound
it started off with whispers behind her back
then it moved on, to degrading words and distress
There wasn't much time until she would get pushed over the edge
but someone came out to save her before it was too late
The hero stepped forward and wiped the tears from her face
told her to go inside that she would handle all of this
the bully watched with fear in his eyes
that someone actually stood up for her
instead of standing to the side
The bully turned and saw no one as his friend
then thought maybe he should make this come to an end
He saw the hero wasn't going to disappear
that she was always going to be there
and stand up to him with no fear
The hero stepped forward and knew this would stop
that there would be no more bullying
because she stood her ground
the Silence of others is coming to a halt
everyone should stand up and spread the word around.
The hero saved that girl that didn't know what to do
without her being there her life would be threw
the bully was taking her soul and tore her heart into two
but the hero took over and ended the bully for good.
The hero stepped forward and wiped the tears from her face
told her to go inside that she would handle all of this
the bully watched with fear in his eyes
that someone actually stood up for her Read more »
I wake up to the sound of my dad forgetting to take off the brakes. I can tell we are about to go on an expedition because I feel him throwing the controls of the TARDIS into motion. All of the various beeps ringing all throughout the spaceship and what seemed like my dad mumbling to himself, he tended to do that often. My room is very close to, what I call, the heart of the TARDIS. For those who don’t know what the acronym means, it stands for Time and Relative Dimension in Space and pretty much is a time machine that my dad and I use to go on adventures. A lot of these adventures have become famous because it has to do with saving multiple worlds and species. I don’t live the typical teenage life, but I love it. Read more »
Authors note: So last night I had a dream that I was in my old English class and for some reason I was writing a poem about sandwiches. I decided that I somehow needed to wake myself up, so I did, and I wrote down all that I could remember. Well this is the outcome and I have to say, I think its quite adorable. Over time I think I might add illustrations and turn it into a small childrens book. I will most likely add to it a little bit so that it will flow better. Any suggestions on where to add more will be helpful. Thank you and I hope you enjoy!
The dispute started so long ago that no one knew why it began.
The fight between peanut butter and jelly all throughout the sandwich land.
The battle took place on the grounds of wheat and white
and everyone who was there was forced to fight.
The nuts would start crunching to prove how tough they can be
and the grapes started smashing, squirting, turning the bread into a sea.
The knife would come to split them up.
Dispersing the two on separate pieces and telling them to grow up.
They faught this from the beginning of time
that they didn't have enough on the sandwich of their kind.
There would either be too much peanut butter or jelly,
that took over the sandwich and made it extra smooth or sticky.
It wasn't fair what the parents and children had done,
so they will fight this battle until someone has won
Who will it be when it comes to the end?
Will the sandwich be peanut better or jelly on the bread?
I just want to make someone smile
To make them feel special about themself
To give them that butterfly feeling that causes them to blush
And be that person that keeps them up all night, excited to talk again in the morning.
I want to embrace them within my arms and smell that sweet scent that catches my attention every time im near them.
Simply get lost in their wonderous eyes and see their gorgeous smile anytime that I can.
I want to remind them of how strong, beautiful, and amazing they are even if I sound cheesy
But know that deep down inside it means so much coming from their significant other.
To give them a piece of my heart and mend It with theirs into one
And become their best friend and lover.
Create memories filled with laughter and happy tears.
I want to give them a reason to wake up everyday during their darkest times
And remind them that there is always a reason to live another day.
I want to make them feel special and unique
To really show them how they mean the world to me.
Then someday I want to get down on my knee and ask them to marry me
I want to go through the stressful yet fun times of planning our wedding.
Picking out the cake, getting either a dress or suit, and make sure that all loved ones are there
Once we buy our first home I want to show them that thats where they belong
It doesnt matter where they came from or their past because we are creating a future together and thats all that matters to me
We the people of Summerica do establish ourselves as an Independent Republic. We strive for a fair government the people control the country that they are part of. They have the total influence in every decision that is made our country will listen to our citizens concerns and judge the situation accordingly. Hail Summerica!
Who makes the laws? Read more »
(I could go on forever on this subject, but this assignment had a word limit in our College Writing class)
What happens if you couldn’t be with the one you loved? Every time you held hands, people would stare at you in a disgusting way. Hateful words yelled at you, degrading you for loving someone. Standing in front of your work place protesting you shouldn’t be with them, based off of their gender. This is the everyday life for the people who are a part of the LGBTQ community. They fight annually for the right to marry the one they love.
One of the main reasons societies believe that it’s wrong for same-sex marriage is because of the Bible. There is a problem though, we pick and choose the laws of the Bible to live by and some we disregard. If someone is going to live by the Bible, they should live by all of the Bible and not specific parts. The Bible states that, "You shall not lie with a male as one lies with a female; it is an abomination” (Leviticus 18:22). Read more »
I don't know where I am
I don't know where Ive been
Im not sure who is my family
or where I sleep in bed
My mind is stuck in the 60's
but with this new technology
I know its no longer this time
There are people telling me that they know who I am
they tell me stories from when they were a kid
they speak in my language that I shared somtime before
but who are they and why are they here
There are other people who surround me
who feed me, bathe me, and help me get dressed
I feel like Ive seen them before
but my mind tells me that they are different
My elderly life is a disease
living a life with Alzheimers
has changed me for the rest of my life
The world amazes me in every shape and form. The wonderous things it has done over billions of years is remarkable. Just to think it all started out with The Big Bang Theory or God working hard for seven days and nights then Evolution taking over. With the start of people for example Adam and Eve who were created or how humans were evolved from animals. To think of all the different languages that have developed...starting from the Tower of Babylon or just coming about. Helping others communicate in their ways or attempting to learn someone else's language so that they can connect. It proves that even when we don't want to, we can ALWAYS find a way to work together. From a teenager in this time lying in the grass and listening to everything that is going on. Man made objects surrounding us, cars driving by, stores with cool toys inside, people talking on their cell phones. It just amazes me, wondering what the world was like coming into existence, wishing I could just watch it all happen. To be like The Doctor from Doctor Who, the man who can travel in time and realitive dimensions in space; and anytime go watch the world begin. To think that Earth isn't the only planet, that there are many different galaxies, planets, and other things out there. To wonder what other sources of life are out there, are they out there, these are things that helped inventers and scientists become who they are because they live off of these questions and persue them to get answered. Read more »
Yes, I know my title does not make sense...and Im okay with that! So Im extremely bored and know that this isn't the type of writing that others want to read but you know what, its okay if you don't want to read further. WARNING: IM GOING TO TALK ABOUT MY LIFE AND RANDOM THOUGHTS....*Enter apology here* I'm not much of a talker, well actually I am around the right people. I have no clue where i am going with this piece right now O.O Well here I come...OUT OF THE CLOSET haha well im biexual (here comes rambling). Not going to lie, its complicated, not for myself but for the community. I mean, no i am not confused about myself right now and don't think I will be. No, being bisexual doesn't mean Im a slut or am secretly gay/lesbian, I just happen to like both sexes. Is that bad? I questioned this a lot, growing up and going to a Catholic school, and being confirmed I felt wrong for a while. But then I remembered, LOVE is LOVE. If you think about Adam and Eve, I guess you should get your name legally changed if you want to get married because apparently we have to be like them. Then there are stereotypes: All lesbians being obsessed with cats or always dressing like guys; not true, they just happen to like cats and some feel like guy clothes are comfy. Also that gay men are always flamboyant...nope, not true either, there are masculine men who are gay just to let you know. Moving on from this topic, does anyone else despise the word YOLO, its like no way we have only ONE LIFE?!?! Read more »
This is our song
playing on the radio
want to blast it loud
for everyone to hear
for this is our song.
Words we know come on
All I want to do is sing along
Dance around the room
to my favorite tune
I know its mine and yours too
For our song
blasting on the radio
want to take it fast not slow
Jump in puddles in the thunder
Jam on the guitar like no other
From wonderful memories of us together
but it brings a smile to my face
making my day so much better
For this is our Song
Every life has amusic them
but in my life its just you and me
listening to our song every day
wishig it would never stop playing
I have the right to remain spazzy, anything i say can't and will not be used against me in the court of law or anywhere. I do not need an attorney because I am ninja. I am broke and can't afford a good one anyway and won't accept yours. I understand my rights as said above.
* I was referring to three books in this poem for my english final project and tried to make a theme that connected all of them together: Where the Rivers Flow North by Howard Frank Mosher; Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain; The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald*
The story of my life has to do with loyalty
To my first love, best friend, and love for nature
I remember my first love as if it were yesterday
This beautiful blonde hair gal named Daisy
My love for her was ever so strong
Even though she was married
And her life has already begun
I bought my house so close to her but far
Directly in front of hers across the bay
Five years have gone by
But she still is the love of mine
I know from the rush of emotion I embrace
Every time I stare in her eyes and look at her face
With Daisy, I feel I need to recover something
Some idea of myself perhaps that I have lost while loving her
When I was a young boy I ran away
On a long adventure, no school work just play
In this time there were people like me
Or people of color in the fields on their knees
I didn’t understand why they were treated not the same
For whenever I passed them I would still wave
I was tired of living in this civilization
And wanted to leave and feel free
But I encountered something on my way
A man named Jim, a runaway slave
Well I took him along Read more »
*Class prompt was to write anything you wanted but the verd tenses had to be incorrect. This was my turn out!*
The monster following me when I run into the forest. Push trees to one side and throw trees in my general direction. All I can think is ran as fast as I can, don't stop, just keep go. My mind is jumbled put words in weird ways. Switched verbs that are told me to do something but I can't telling if its the past, presence, or future; which sequence it needs to be in and tried to figure this out at the same tie as the monster chased me. This monster liked to play with words, came into my mind, and switching it all around so that way I can slow down for him to catching me. I have to ignored my thoughts and keeping go, so he can't win. Not me, not my mind, to escaping from his grasp; to be free from school and running away to be on my own. Ran away from my monster teacher, that's what this running away kid wanted to do.
Oh the places you'll go
and the places you'll see
with lions, tigers, and bears
and a bright blue-green sea
with faires, dragons, and monsters
that you stay strong and not fear
to the jungle cats and bugs
that look far away but are near
oh the places you'll go
and the places you'll see
use the imagination of yours
and you will see anything that you believe
For a sand castle can be a real one in mind
use your imagination, itll take practice
but you will see everything in no time
What if Im not the same
what if I dont get to dance in the rain
what if i talk too much
or dont know where to find lunch
what if no one likes me
or dont want to be friends because they can't put up with me
what if my friends up here dont talk to me again
and what seemed so long of a friendship, comes to an end
What if they all laugh and yell
at the new kid in the new townRead more »
The quotations around the first part came from a piece of writing and in class I used that to continue my writing.
"Only that day dawns
to which we are awake
there is more day to dawn
the sun is but a morning star"
to start the new day that has begun.
The moon shines bright
to which we fall asleep
the day going from dawn to night
The moon is but a face of wonder
as the face on the moon gives us hope
that everyone can see
so we aren't alone.
The stars twinkle in the sky
and show us the way
down the path of night
that leads us to day
They keep us safe
as you travel through the night
follow the North Star that shines so bright.
The clouds like a cushion
that we use in our bed
cuhions the earth from danger
that swirls and forms in many shapes
to help us use our imagination
that leads into goals
carrying us through life
giving us another day to start over.
I still want to gather everyones experiences with bullying whether that was as a bully yourself (And you learned a lesson), a bystander, or a survivor. Below is an example from a short book so that you know what to write. I would like to take your writing and put it into a giant book to get published. It can be anonymous or say who the author was, its up to you. Please do this and once you have, message me and post it so I can gather it all. Thank you so muh ♥ No More Silence
“I just had to write to you in regard to your item ‘Target’s that appeared in today’s (March 8) Inquirer,” wrote Ray Windsor of Lansdowne. I received several letters about that piece which concerned girl I knew in high school who was the victim of cruel and unrelenting ridicule because she was unattractive, uncool and unable to defend herself. That piece touched a chord in people, and I think Ray’s story will, too. Here it is.
“Back in high school I had to contend with many of the malicious deeds and taunts from my ‘fellow students,’ similar but different. With me, however, I was a victim of gross physical immaturity…I actually didn’t start shaving regularly until I was 25 or so. Read more »
I can't hear what you're saying for the nature around me is screaming just to be heard. Nature is fighting against the man made objects surrounding society, to remind us how its still here; full of life. To escape outside away from technology and listen to what it has to say to you. Look into the distance of the woods, see how the trees go on and on, almost forever, into the depths of the woods? Notice how you're standing right in front of what could be an amazing adventure. Notice how as you walk the sound of the leaves and twigs crunching beneath your feet or if you're barefoot, the feeling of the dirt and mud between you toes. Remember how i said to notice how you're in front of the woods, well start walking. The light of the sun is shining on the outside just giving you a hint of what its about. Then see how its gets darker towards the middle, hard to tell what is in there but once you reach the end you see the light again. The woods is like a person being the inside of you, not everyone knows what is going on in there waiting to explore the depths of the woods to get to know you. The sun shining again on you is the moment when the person knows all about you and wants to explore again, and hang out some more. For in the woods there is something new to explore every time and the person you are can be discovered every day, something new to learn about. Even if you don't know yourself.
I dont want to talk
I dont want to eat
For the guilt tearing up
Inside of me
I dont want to move
I dont deserve to sleep
After what i put my mother through
To make her weep
I cant fix this now
Because i dont see how
She will ever forgive me again
Sometimes i wish that i wasnt born
And my life was at the end
My soul is lost in the wrong shell
don't know who to trust or who to tell
afraid of judgement, afraid of hate
why did God have to make a mistake
People don't approve of these ways
its not my fault i am like this every day
Its not a phase, I can tell you that for sure
because ive been feeling like this since I was born
I try to stick out of my shell and be who i am
my body is whats wrong and what I can't stand
Its not the problems of muscle or weight
just the anatomy in the wrong place
I find ways to fix this and relieve the pain
but my parents don't agree and will make it stay
Im their girl, their daughter in the world
but feel like a boy, a son, in the wrong shell
White can only become darker,
Black can only become lighter,
Everyone has a piece of dark within them
And everyone has some light
Whether its all of them or just a part of them
It matters what they are going to do with that piece of dark from within
Use that shadow in their light for doing something bad but good at the same time
Becoming totally dark and fighting for the light that is inside, deep in their soul, and in their mindset
Society says that you are either right or wrong, black or white, nothing in the between
But the truth of the matter is there are people who are in the in between that society calls the outcasts
The outcasts that are finding their way throughout life to know if they are more dark or light
They belong to both because they belong to neither
The darkness of the world can be a scary place to be but everyone has that part of them even if they can’t see
They do have some light within them that will help the world look bright
The world isn’t perfect, so you can’t be all white
Nobody is perfect so you will have some dark and light
Because white can become darker
And black can only become lighter
I walked down the endless hallway to my new destination. What would be next on my agenda? A lot of things have been going on and I never know what I have in store for my days. Coming out wasn’t the easiest thing in my life and it won’t be as I become more comfortable with new people, which may sound odd. Some people think it’s a big deal but others don’t, I believe in the in between. It can be hard in some situations more than others. But now it feels like I have entered a new universe, I don’t know anyone here, and I barely know the area. I moved here not too long ago, to start a new life, kind of restarting and hopefully it’s for the better. It has been really hard though leaving people I love behind, even the one special to me. This girl knows about it and it was really hard leaving. Before I left the days counting down grew harder and harder. She thinks that its hard for her, well its even harder for me. Read more »
I pray to God each and every day
that the bullies will soon go away.
Pushing and shoving me through the halls
Others staring at me, watching me as I fall.
No one is confident enough to make a sound
Scared of the bullies because they are all around.
Holding me under water so that I can't breathe
Showing me just how powerful they can be.
Taking away the personality that was me
and turning it into something that I dont want to see.
What I wonder is why me,
they dont know me or my story.
It hurts so much to be a target of the bully,
practicing their cruel ways on me.
I always wonder was it my fault
for them to come after me with no halt.
Should I change who i am
or should I learn to take a stand?
Time to stand up and make a sound
No more Silence, make noise all around.
The sun is shining bright
and the dark clouds are out of sight.
This is my time to make a mark
to let my fireworks make a spark.
The big finally is what everyone wants to se
Well thats the new person I chose to be, not the bully.
My mom has written a beautiful/amazing poem that I will be using when presenting to schools about bullying. She took the words right out of my mouth. Thank you everyone for the help and support, we will make this group known!!
when I wake up in the morning and the sun is shining bright,
I close my eyes and roll back over,
wishing it was night.
In the darkness I can hide from all the ones who damn me,
no one knows how much it hurts to be the target for a bully.
I hide beneath the covers,
shrinking from my life,
alone in my fear,
and paralyzed by the pain mean people inflict in stride.
But then the curtain is opened and my days begins to glow,
for I realize with support I am the person you want to know.
So no more shrinking or fading into dark...
I am proud of who I am
in this life I will leave my mark.
By standing strong and united ....By stopping the silence..."
Lets work together to tweek this up!!
Seeing the bully walk around the school
probably thinking that she is very cool
Makes me want to run and hide
looking at the classrooms to go inside
Going to school each and everyday
not telling the teachers what I have to say
Teachers look at me wondering why
I try to go find a place to hide
But when I finally tell
the rest of my school days turn to hell
Thinking about going to school
makes me want to pretend that I dont feel good
All the kids look at me
as if they see right through me
Making me feel invisible
but the bully invincible
Looking at the bully made me go away
wondering if everything will be okay
Noticing my personality had gone away
made me do things I regret today
Hearing that school starts soon
makes me want to go cry in my room
Cause I only want to go to Upward Bound
where Im not afraid to make a sound
Hello ladies and gentlemen, adults, adolescents, and children; greetings world! Please listen to what I am about to say because it is very important that you do.
I am not the typical person, Im a second degree black belt and one area that I struggled with was standing up for me. So when I first moved here from south west Florida, with a heavy southern accent, a unique type of family, and a different way of dressing (or as I say, unique) I was bullied a lot. Yes its true, a black belt being bullied can actually happen. I have the integrity of not using my skills to hurt people unless needed be, in other words if they laid a single finger on me I would go at it. I was harassed, threatened with knifes, and they threatened to hurt my family. I was terrified, for the first three months of it happening I didn’t tell anyone. Instead I took out my feelings on my writing, I ended up writing a poem called Bully and posted it to this site. At the time I was a new writer and to my surprise they broad casted it on VPR, that’s when everyone found out what was going on in school and why I was acting strange. I got really depressed and resulted to cutting myself instead of getting the help I needed. My school didn’t do anything to help me until my family threatened to sue them. I am no longer a victim, I am a survivor. Read more »
Spring. WIll it ever come? I'm in long need of grass and flowers picking out from underneath the snow saying, 'I'm here. Look down below. I can see you but you can't see me!' They want to come out and embrace the warmth of the sun as they wake up from their deep slumber. But what I wake up to on the first day of "spring" is more snow. Yes it looks like a pretty winter wonderland but that's winter and its no longer here. Spring need to go up to winter and say, 'You are no longer welcome here, you need to leave please. It's my turn.' Winter is stubborn though, I could tell this from the start. Once the ground hog came out of his home and declared to the world that there would be an early spring after recently having forty degree weather, grass showing, and sun for everyone to see; winter was standing in the dark shadows thinking 'heck with that I'm bringing a snow storm!' The kids loved their day off of school but we all know what we want now...and that's spring.