Sep 14

Still water--FICTION

I slip my shoes off and sit down, almost falling onto the old wooden dock. I couldn't control my self. I didn't know what to do. I needed to get out, I needed to be alone now. As I press my feet into the calm bath-like water I can immediately feel my emotions raging again. What am I going to do, who is going to watch my back not that he's gone? I can't keep running if I have nothing to run from, right? What will I do when I have to walk down that aisle but he won't be there every step of the way? I close my fist almost as a reflex. I want to run and hide and never come back to this stupid town ever again. I can't stay here. 
Feb 15

I Am The One Who Lived

I am the one who apologizes when it’s not my fault,
I let you come to me, even if i want to be mad at you,
I hold your hand through your darkest times and deal with my own second,
I let you know your okay when i know I’m not,
I am the one who needs attention.

I am the one who loves being with friends and family,
I tell jokes all the time,
I read stories to my siblings,
I play with my dog,
I am the one who keeps them happy,

I am the one who has known what I want to do,
I want to be a vet,
I want a normal job,
I want to go to college,
I am the one who has dreams,

I am the one who wants more,
I want to be more,
I want to get good grades,
I want to make you proud,
I want to have hope,
I need affection, but not the bad kind,
I want to see the world,
I am who I am,

I am the one who lives
Jan 10

Dancing With Betty

When we first met she was shy, an introvert, and mostly kept to herself. She had never talked to a boy before and was scared of me. The next year in 6th-grade things changed. We started hanging out more, and we became best friends. We finished middle school and were more than halfway through high school before she noticed other guys and hung out with me less. We still spent the night at each others house but she was always on the phone with one guy or another. That's when her younger sister began hanging out with us more, only a year and a half, or two grades younger and I had always treated her with the same kind of respect as I did Kelsey, but while Kels was out with guys we hung out at the house and started watching movies. The more Kelsey was with her guys the less time she had for her sister and I. When her sister told me a boy had asked her to the upcoming dance I got protective like any brother would.
Jan 09


If I had known the truth,
I wouldn't be in this position,
I would be home, in bed,
not sitting in the back of a police car. 

If you had just told me,
I would have a clean record,
I would be at school,
not sitting in a jail cell,

If we didn't go to that party,
I wouldn't be crying,
I would be a teacher,
not waiting for my sentence,

If we hadn't played truth or dare,
I would be happy with my life,
I would be a mom, wife, and grandmother,
not waiting for it to be over,

If I had known they rigged the rope,
I wouldn't have pushed you off,
I would be holding you every night,
not telling my story to the cops over and over,
telling them that I didn't know you would die.

Dec 06
fiction 0 comments challenge: One

Dialogue- semi- fiction

" I need you to come home."

" No, I mean now. Somethings wrong."

" He won't wake up"


" I'm' scared."


" Is he going to be okay?"

" It's all my fault. I should have checked on him."

" He would be fine. if it weren't for me, we wouldn't be here."

" I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Nov 27
poem 0 comments challenge: Say

Say- Fiction

One last thing to say,
one last memory with you,
what would I say,
that wouldn't hurt you,

I would say I'm sorry,
for not crying,
for not praying,
for not listening,
for holding on,
for everything,

The memories we shared,
drinking hot cocoa,
feeding the birds,
dancing at weddings,
water gun fights,
late nights,

I would say, I hope you are at peace, and I'm sorry you had to leave so soon.
Nov 07
poem 0 comments challenge: Don't

Don't- A poem-ish

Don't write on your skin,
for you will get sick

Don't write it in pen,
for the ink won't erase,

Don't say something,
for they may take it to heart,

Don't talk back,
for you may be given another chance,

Don't say no, 
for you may need something in the future,

Don't hold on to the past,
for the past is the past,

Don't be a bully,
for they might need a friend,

Don't be bullied,
for that makes you an easier target.

Don't hold on to anything too tightly,
for it may slip out of your hands...
Nov 07
poem 0 comments challenge: I Am

I am the one who....

I am the one who you rely on,
the shoulder you cry on,
and the one who makes the bully go away.

I am the one who proves you wrong,
the mom you can rely on,
the friend who saves you a seat,

I am the one who treats you as a human, 
the one who you can tell anything, 
and the one who doesn't let you get hurt,

I am,
your mom,
your father,
your friend,
your sister,
your family,

I am me,
and simply,
i am here.
Oct 27

Performing advise

I had stage fright and I was supposed to be reading an essay about something I liked. I was having a panic attack and my brother gave me the best advice. He told me to relax, that everyone was just as nervous as me and were just better at hiding it. He told me to learn how not to show fear. It helped, although it sounded rude at first it helped me read and overcome my stage fright.
Sep 28

Dying Inside / Fiction

It hurts,

All of the pain I feel inside,

you think I want to die,

that may be the truth,

but I can never leave you,

It hurts,

the wall that I hide behind,

it blocks me from the outside,

from the world,

from reality.

It hurts,

going into the world, 

Knowing what I know,

they bring me in,

and I pull myself out.

It hurts,

feeling what i feel inside,

knowing that i want to die

that may be the truth,

but i have to leave you

it hurts,

knowing that im loved,

but i dont love myself,

now is my time,

so im saying