Friday, February 18, 2011
Interior Monologue Vignette #5
What is she talking? Why can't she just let us out? She knows we aren't listening to her. Why don't I just walk to her desk flip it and walk out of the room they can't do anything to me, and they know it; though she wouln't know what to do. No that's to rash, maybe i'll just change the subject or i'll just take a ball of flames and turn her into Hades.No then everyone will know my identity. Maybe I will sit in on this lexure, fall asleep, or maybe i'll just walk out. That's what i'll do, i'll get up and walk out of the door.
Bite Marks
For the last two weeks i have dreamed the same object, but it has always been totally different events. My dreams consist of a black and green Copperhead. It follows me around, then bites me in the same place and has woke me up everytime. After I would go back to sleep, the snake will follow me no matter where I would go. It seems I have as enemy Im not aware of yet.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Vignette #4
The last time he walked into his stepmothers house, she had eight kittens; dressed as a taco, a banana, a big ball of hair, a flower, a book, one in an acdc shrit, and a cup. The other one was so ashamed as its self that it stayed in its den.
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Wlid Side
Mrs. O has Wild Side written on the board, but I have writers' block; why should anyone have writers block? It's pointless, it gets you no where. You sit and try to come up with anything, even as random as this, yet nothing will come from your mind. Now that I have written this it seems that I can't say that I have writers' block. I guess that's the Wild Side of writing, writers block.
Never Do I Say Never
Run down the road,
Never to come back,
Say Never, Never.
Walk down the tracks,
Will they ever see their steps,
Say Never, Never.
When they look back do they want to see it,
Do they want to go forward,
Never do I say never.
One day they will run once again,
They come one by one,
Say Never, Never.
Never do I say never, never,
When will they see what I see infront of me,
When never becomes Always?
This is the road they'll travel on.
Never to come back,
Say Never, Never.
Walk down the tracks,
Will they ever see their steps,
Say Never, Never.
When they look back do they want to see it,
Do they want to go forward,
Never do I say never.
One day they will run once again,
They come one by one,
Say Never, Never.
Never do I say never, never,
When will they see what I see infront of me,
When never becomes Always?
This is the road they'll travel on.
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