Julie Curran

A Lost Friend

By Julie Curran
Main Street Middle School, Grade 7

The wind pushed the empty swing next to her. She was haunted by
memories of the girl who was once always right beside her. She
remembered all the times when they had sat there and talked for
hours, laughing and joking. Or other times when they would just be
there for each other and talk everything through. But she was gone
now. She had found someone else to hang out with, to talk to, to
comfort. She felt like she had just been punched in the stomach,
but the feeling lasted for longer. A tear rolled down her
cheek as the sky starting spitting. Too absorbed in her thoughts to
start the lonely walk home, she sat there, drenched all the way
through. She waited. Wishing. Wondering. What happened?

A New Life

By Julie Curran
Main Street Middle School, Grade 7

I start down an
unfamiliar hall.
Faces
I don’t recognize
milling around me
Everything
seems
so weird.
Eyes
staring me
down
I don’t know
what to think.
Room 3.
My homeroom.
I open
the door,
And begin
My New Life.

Weight

By Julie Curran
Main Street Middle School, Grade 7

Building.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Too much
To carry.
Too much
To hold.
I can’t
Bear
This pain.
I can’t hide
This
Burden.

You
Comfort me.

There’s nothing
In the world.

There’s nothing
More to
Do.

No
One can
Hold you
Down.

Weight.

Dropping.
Down
Down
Down.

You are
FREE.