St. Albans Town Educational Center

I pray for Kansas 

Their world once a beautiful canvas

Torn apart by a tornado

All their crops of corn and potatoes

Washed away...

I can't imagine loosing my house 

My memories

My family

It's all to hard for me to picture

But for people in Kansas right now they have to deal with this kind of stuff but 10 times bigger 

I saw the after pictures and couldn't help but grieve

what that tornado did was the act of a thieve 

Stealing away friends and family members children that were to young

Not showing any compassion, not a drop of love

It just sucked the state up into it's swirling blender

And shot it back out, the untouched land slender

I can't help but feel for them

For all the loss they have been through

I might not know them but their Americans to

And I just send hope to them through this tuff time

And I want to reinsure them that everything will turn out fine.

The girl with the gold scrunchier wasn't just a girl

She was someone who would leave your brain in a whirl 

Her tasteful clumsy-ness, yet fragile beauty

The way her hair was always tucked tight to her head not one strand flowing loosely

The girl with the gold scrunchie

Was shy, yet funny

She still lives til this day

A normal student in middle school who does homework, and essays

The girl with the gold scrunchie 

Isn't just a girl

she's an original work of art in every single curl

That girl with her hair up in a scrunchie is me.

Just a normal girl sitting wondering what other people see.

I'm done here. Please let me go

I don't want to listen to you tell me that you understand, you know

...Because the honest lie is you don't

You can tell me you do and try but no matter what you say or do I know the truth

So i'm going now

Leaving this awful crowd

I can't take anymore

I'm walking right through that open door

I never needed to listen for so long

But I guess I was waiting to see if what I was doing was right or wrong

I'm saying good-bye as sincere as I can

But I'm telling you now, you will never see me here again.

I’m a rock, alive since the dawn of time. I’ve watched this planet grow wet and green. Life blossoming into new forms. The dinosaurs roamed and it was a simple time. Then the ice age cam, but life prevailed. I've seen humans when they were apes, sitting in the trees. I've watched them hunt and grow. I've seen them build tools to do marvelous things. All the while the animals lived in peace. But then they hunted the mammoths out. They build new technology, to kill me, to harvest me for coal. The earth has evolved so much, and more it will grow.

Their silence is loud

It's as if I'm in the middle of a large crowd

Maybe my mind is replaying their voices in my head

but something is making my face turn red

And I know whispering is supposed to be quiet 

But I just don't buy it

There words are buzzing in my ear

Maybe that's why my crystal eyes are starting to tear

their voices leave unforgiving echoes

And my brain is trying to hold on to them, but my I'm forcing my body to let go.

Locked in my room, the door barred from the outside. They say i’m mad, say i must have taken drugs. No, i’m this way naturally, my diabolical laugh fills the house. Lightning cracks and the rain pours down. The house creaks, and my family screams at each other. Trying to figure out who’s fault this is. But it’s no one really, but they don’t listen to me, they’re trying to figure out what to do. Should they put me in a loony bin or just let me be? I don’t really care as long as they don’t fuss and cry. Saying i’m their poor baby that just needs help. Well they can’t fix me, because of the thing I heard, want to know what it was i’m sure. All I can tell you is what they said... Goodbye.

I'm the girl with freckles 

The one with mutant green eyes

The one that's afarid to let people see her cry

I'm the girl who try's not to care

The one who thinks everything in life should be fair

I'm not the shy girl

Tall girl

Short girl

Or skinny girl

I am the original girl

The one who trys to fit in

But can't help standing out.

Which way to go, right or left?

I want but I already have it,

Indescribable, yet described at the same time,

It's a dream come true, but a tragedy as well,

There's plenty, but not enough,

This space is full, but there is a part missing,

It is looked over and over, but not looked over enough,

It's in the sky, but on the ground.

What does this mean? We may never know.

The sweat pours down my face as I look up at the score, 31-33, only 10 seconds left to go. It's only three points, I think to myself. I take notice in my surrondings, at any way I can get past my player. I see him playing defense slightly leaning towards the right, daring me to go left. I smirk because he doesn't know what he's in for. I can feel my palms getting sweaty and the ball pounding against the floor is like monotonous song in my head. I'm down to 8 seconds left. "Shoot, shoot!" The crowd roars in unison. I cross over before my defender can even blink and I head for the half court line. I feel myself hit the floor and then jump back up again. The ball leaves my hands, soaring through the air like a bird, and it seems to take hours before the ball has reached the basket. My heart is pounding at nearly 100 miles per hour, and I take a deep breath in. Swish. The ball lands straight in the net and I fall to the court with relief. I did it, I smile with the thought in my head. I turn around to find all my team mates sprinting towards me, why can't I have this moment forever?

To whom it may concern 

i'll take my final breath

inhale a sense of madness

exhale a sense of death

as I take my final breath

of death I will learn

i'll tell about it to 

whom it may concern. 

Bothers, sometimes they fight but when you go to bed you are all ways happy to have one. Well I was not so lucky. My bother died 12 minutes after he was born. He died because his left lung clasped. The doctor rushed to keep him breathing but all of a sudden, he just stopped. Those 12 minutes were the longest of my life. When we left the hospital, there was a accident. A very bad one, and me and my dad were in it. A pickup truck side swiped us ( on the drivers side). My dad was in critical condition, I on the other hand, I was fine. Just a scratch or two. Soon I won't have a dad to ride bikes with or play catch. I also won't have a brothay ever.er to teach the alphabet to or to hold in my arms when I watch tv. Today really was the worst day ever.

The ink ran out in my pen

All the water left the stem

Some things never regrow

Like perfect snow

Like beautiful sunsets 

I don't know were they go

They kind of just float away into the air

Somewhere way up there

And they never come back

Sometimes I wish on starts when the sky is black

For the most precious moments to come back

But all my wishing gets me nowhere,

Like perfect rain

That leaves the world stained

And perfect nights

were starts act as lights

i wish for all beautiful to stay

But once I wake today 

I realize it's all gone today.

A flower lost in the word of shame she wanted to be different so she changed to her true colors purple, red, blue, orange, yellow, black, and light blue. But in the middle she had all the colors of the rainbow and everyone loved that she wasn't afraid of her true colors.

I tilted my head to see the view in a different perspective

All the loose mountains and ponds starting to looked connected

Green and blue

The distant smell of mildew

I could see the clouds passing respectively overhead

Dark weary and the color of black lead 

Dangerously quiet, 

The mosquitos buzzing around my head

looking to be fed 

And the camouflage ducks

Swimming in the algae muck 

When I look hard enough

I can see things differently

Things normal people don't have the time to see

I just tilt my head

And look straight ahead

And somehow I see 

beauty.

Six word stories are so overrated

You subscribed to my feelings

Just about as fast as I subscribed to your ignorance

The way you didn't even notice my glass eyes shattering

The dark blue color spattering

The way you didn't come when I was hurt

Instead you left me in your shadowing dirt

Like all those times I needed you 

When you promised that you needed me to

How you blew me away with what I thought was true,

But the one thing you did do

Is show me that I never really needed you

How I never needed your ignorance

Your faulty planned mistakes

I never needed any of this

And you never needed me

Even though you promised you always would.

I think the one thing that interest me the most about people is their voice

How they sound,

Some soft and quiet, and others hard and loud

I like listening to all the different voices

How they sound when they rejoice

It's kind of fun

To listen to their scratchy hums

The variety of voices to me is cool

I know I might sound like a fool

But the way some voices some voices get high the low

The way some do and don't flow

Is sorta interesting to listen to every ones unique sound 

What they sound like when there proud

All voices in the world

Different and special

The way each one sounds

Precious and soothing

Something taken for granite that's not worth loosing.

For me vacation isn't time to relax

It's a time to see new places and over pack

To have fun

And go somewhere with constant sun

I'm not a big fan of the beach

But maybe an amusement park were I can let loose and screech

Or a tropical cruise

A vacation that I can choose

Something hot yet cool

Somewhere with a big pool

Maybe Florida 

Or the south of Georgia

The perfect vacation

With no complications

Just me and my family

Having fun

Wishing for the vacation to never be done.

the one with the dark eyes

never sees blue skies

she has a secret

i know you cant keep it

through fire and ice

shes never going to be nice

she lived in detroit

her personality you would exploit

you stared and judged

her drawings you smudged

she cant take it

and you dont fake it

You know that feeling that someone's watching you, well I think it’s true. Darting round a corner peeking over your shoulder. Shadows always following you, it’s relentless. I think he’s going mad they say, but just look around you, you know someone's there. When you're all alone, that’s when he strikes. He’s might be standing right behind you, or over in some shadows. The creaking sounds, they’re not wind, You can put that in your mind and say it’s alright. But he’s coming for you, he is the creeper of the night.

Gardens

Colorful flowers

Green grass

Warmer weather

Fresh air

Sun and rain

Spring

falling like rain

just be brought to the drain

clean water 

turned hotter

swept away

down into a bay

misused and wasted

clean never to be tasted 

some misused for tea

dont tread on me

I don't have any deep dark secrets

Even if I did would you be able to keep it

I'm not shallow enough

To regret, stuff

My eyes will try to deceive you

Some say they almost relieve you

Clueless is lost

And the burden of it all seems scratchy

Listen closely now for I am patchy

I am not weak enough

To tell contagious bluffs

And yet I'm wise enough to know

Don't line your eggs in a row

Wise enough to hear 

Fortifying fear 

And as my eyes start to deceive

You'll see me slowly start to leave

For I am not dumb enough to stay

When all my eyes will do is lyingly betray.

                            I can't belive it. He left us. He left us behind in the cold hard dust. Juat me and my mom.Right infront of u too. I couldn't belive it. My father. He was a great man. The queztion is why did he leave us? Why? What made him do this? What? He was such a great man. But yet he leaves us. Without anymore words. Just a simple walk out the door. Didn't even come back to get his stuff. He just left. I cried that night. Hard. I couldn't get over it. Not for a long time. I still haven't gotten over it. My mom tried to send me to see a guidence counsler, but I'm not up for that. I'm not putting up with a stupid guidence counsler. He left on a Friday. Thank god it did. If it didn't! My mom would make me go to school and i wouldn't want to! I mean if this depression thing is still going on, well, lets say it could be ALOT worse! Over those months of deppression I've learned alot. It was right then when I decided to run away. Run to my father. I belive he lives in Texas. I live in Vermont. I get the feeling he wanted to be FAR amay from us. I know that I would have to run a LONG way, but its for my Dad. I love my Dad. I don't really have enough money for food, water, and you know all that other stuff! So, I decided to do more chores. I also had to make a comitment of not spending my money on anything, to dave it all for the trip! It's hard. It may not seem so, but it sure is! Seeing all the toys in the window that I finnally have enough money for, but i can't get it! Read more »

I guess I was scared 

Rather then hurt

I was red and itchy

My eye was twitchy

And my stomach was in knots

I didn't want that awful shot

I must have touched something that was peanuts

Or maybe a treenut

But now I'm at home

Hands shaking 

I feel fine like I want to throw up

Taking Benadryl from a small cup

I know I'm safe 

But still feel unsafe

What if it happens again

It started at school with my friends 

It only took 2 minutes

Before my face was bright red

I really hope I don't get this itchy feeling again.

I was in the Rock Mt. Forest camping with my family. My feet crunched on the crisp leaves as I strolled through the forest to get some firewood. I steered off my task and looked at the large blue lake that is in the smack-dab middle of the forest. I saw a largemouth bass spring out of the prestige clear water. Then, I continued my quest to get the firewood.

After I found the firewood I hauled it to my campsite which I shared with my parents. I returned to find that no one was there. Neither of parents. Not even my dog Sparky. They must of taken Sparky for a walk or something. Read more »

I thought you were my friend, 

I thought you were suppose to stay till the end. 

Instead you bring me down, 

making my head spin round. 

Those three words you said,

are still stuck in my head. 

I hate you, 

your making me turn blue. 

You like her more, 

you pushed me out the door. 

Bestfriends,

I just hope this ends. 

I feel like ive been shot. 

I thought we were friends. 

You were suppose to stay till the end.

I really want to cry right now

All because that one foolish boy

Who treats me like some useless toy

I know he thinks he's popular and all that

But he clearly needs a rain check stat

I'm a person to

My eyes might not be blue

But your no better than me

And here are some glasses if you need help to see

You don't rule the world

I thought this was something you were told 

You don't get to treat me differently

So I'm sorry if your hurt

But at least now you know what it feels like in then dirt.

I know they're there when you need them. You get angry at them, of course. So angry you think you don't care. But in reality, anger is the realization that you do. 

Although you think they aren't there, they're standing there, watching you, making sure your alright. They know everything, even the embarrassing things.

Even though they think we don't listen, we do. The only part we regret is acting like we didn't care.

They may be crazy, but you love them enough to not notice.  

You need them, as much as you need life itself. 

They know everything, they're like super human geniuses. They love you as much as you  love them. Your mother will care for you forever.