maelynslavik

Fresh open pages,
A musty old smell,
Etched onto paper, lie stories unravelling,
Adventures untangling,
A break from reality,
A mirror to your life.
Opportunities opening up,
New perspectives being handed to you,

     My world is in black and white.  Literally.  My skin is gray, and my hair is black.  Everyone around me has gray skin too.  The same gray eyes.  The only thing in my world that isn't black ane white are th

     My oar dips into the water, and pulls it aside.  Dip.  Pull.

  I haul open a large glass door, and step inside to shield myself from the freezing weather, soon to realize that I am in a library.  It's warm here.  I want to stay so I might as well look around and see if I can find a good boo

Happiness is joy,
the excitement of waking up on your birthday,
the warmth of the sun on your face,
happiness is like flowers blooming,
like when wild flowers and grass peak out from inbetween the cracks in a sidewalk,

Smooth, cool liquid,
soothing your muscles,
relaxing your mind,
a watery world, stretched out,
into a long, wavy surface,
that hides coral, fish, and crabs,
turtles, rays, and eels,
squid, octopus, and seaweed,