When they fight, I worry. I worry that he’s gonna come find her, and hurt her. My mind races of all the possibilities of ways he’s going to hurt her. He takes after his father. His obsession with guns and weapons terrifies me. The way he’s so controlling of her disgusts me. She pretends she’s fine... but I know how unhealthy their relationship is. He holds her back from what she loves the most. The way he always has to know where she is, worry’s me. I wish HE weren’t here... then I wouldn’t worry as much. I’m scared. 
 

Here’s to the “girls” who want to have kids. The “girls” who want to buy their own first car with their own money, before they have a license. Here’s to the “girls” who want to buy a house when they don’t have a job yet. The “girls” who want to pay for their own groceries. Here’s to the “girls” who dream of what the future holds for them every time they close their eyes. The “girls” who want to be able to afford nice things. Here’s to the “girls” who get excited about life.

Here’s to the YOUNG WOMEN that try every day and never give up. I believe in you.
 

Because of situations and the people you meet you get close to someone who you never thought you would. Then you second guess your friend ship and think do I like this person? Your Body is telling you and making you think something that you aren’t even sure about. Then when you think you know you really do something goes wrong, these are experiences that mold your future. Even if it means the cute guy who sits next to you says no.  There is always a mr. Right out there, it just takes time for him to find you.

-Lilly 
signing off
 

I'm pretty sure by now, many people know where I stand politically;
Yes, I am a proud, Trump-supporting conservative. No regrets whatsoever for that choice!
I have a problem with the disrespect our President seems to be getting from the MSM, celebrities, and even citizens.
Did the Republicans ever create a helium balloon of Barack Obama in a diaper? I don't recall.
Did the Republicans ever talk endless trash about Obama and about the secrets he was keeping on MSM? Again, I don't remember.
You see where I'm going?
There is no point in constantly hating on President Trump, regardless of how you feel about him. You all say you want peace and love, but you're the same people who spread hate and discontent because of your hatred for the President. It makes you look foolish and hypocritical. 

FIRST ISSUE-ENVIRONMENT
What the heck, humans!!! We are ruining the environment and we might not live to be adults all because of stupid climate change!! and guess whose fault climate change is? Ours! We have GOT to step up our game and take responsibility! We have to stop using plastic and other things! We are KILLING ocean species because of plastic!! ALL THE PLASTIC WE"RE USING!!!!!!!! Come ON, people! Also, stop buying big trucks because their emissions are ruining the ozone layer!!!!! And ALSO, PEOPLE PLEASE STOP PUTTING FOOD SCRAPS IN THE TRASH! IT WILL GO TO THE LANDFILL AND PRODUCE GREENHOUSE GAS!!!!! IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO GET COMPOST!!!! And if you live in a city, go talk to the city council and see if you can make a place where all the residants of the city can put the compost!!! Stand up and MAKE SOME CHANGE!!!!!!! COME ON, PEOPLE!!!
SECOND ISSUE-RACISM & SEXISM

3/16/18

Prompt: "Imagine a world in which"

Imagine a world in which there was no hate. No one was rejected because they were different. Discrimination didn't exist. Prejudice was eliminated long ago. No one was afraid to go to school, or outside at all. Jails were empty because no one needed to use drugs or alcohol to be happy. People would join together to talk about saving a species, not about giving a minority equal rights [because the minorities already had them]. Murders had stopped because no one was pushed that far anymore. There were no scrawling of "kill yourself" on lockers, and slurs weren't thrown around anymore. People could respect differences instead of making people feel bad about them. People no longer had to protest a brand because of their practices. 
 

I sigh as I reread my work. "Too this, too that. Not good enough. Will I ever be good at this?" Discouraging thoughts 
 are in play and they keeping snowballing. 

Hold on. I need to tell myself that I am only 11 and not yet a writer. I have the rest of my life to work on this. "Step back, I am a young writer" I tell myself.