Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.
One day, she talked during a brand while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the zoek for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang stal five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was home pagina schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
One day, she talked during a brand while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the zoek for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang stal five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was home pagina schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright oranje tan
But then one dag she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The volgende dag at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a home pagina tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had zei
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do u think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright oranje tan
But then one dag she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The volgende dag at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a home pagina tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had zei
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do u think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing u whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize u are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift u once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 minuten later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing u whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize u are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift u once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 minuten later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell u who you're not, of who u can never be. what's it take to get u to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would u say, what would u do, if this was your last day? so, u found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think u need to know that, of all the colors that u shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. u should think about what u do, befor u do it, over and over again. i know u feel alone, that know one can figure u out, but u sould know that we just love to see u smile.i know u feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help u come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think u need to know that, of all the colors that u shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. u should think about what u do, befor u do it, over and over again. i know u feel alone, that know one can figure u out, but u sould know that we just love to see u smile.i know u feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help u come back.
Example of the Maiden
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the troon that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if u liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the troon that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if u liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
