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I was walking down the hallway, going to my third class and grateful for all the posters they had put up for the upcoming dance because now no one noticed me as i sneaked through the kids in the hall to my class. Usually i and a few other kids,"the outsiders" they called us, were the aim of all the bulling which was so bad this jaar because of the new gang in the school"the Qsix". The school was bad enough without them, but when they came things became worse. As i walked down the hall i saw a kid being bulled door the Qsix just because she had tripped on one of their book bags and they were telling her to carry their boeken to the volgende class on her knees as punishment for damaging their books.When i looked around to the people nearby i saw that no one was paying any attention to what was happening of maybe they were just afraid to say anything cause they new that the Qsix would turn their attention to them, which wasn't a very good thing because their attention on u possibly meant one of the worst moments in your life. I didn't know the girl on the floor but i new that she was new so that meant that she didn't yet have a group she belonged to and that meant that she didn't have anyone to stand up for her.I felt so bad for her that i couldn't walk away and leave her like that, so helpless with those people.I knew that i couldn't do much either if i stayed but get myself in trouble, i also new that no one was going to help me because:first of all i was in the outsiders category which was the lowest category and consisted of the downcast people in the school. And seconde of all no one wanted to go against the Qsix who were the most populair kids in the school. I stood there for a sec trying to figure out what i should do/say to stop them but nothing really came up, but anyway i started walking over to where they were. I knew it wasn't a good idea and they were six of them so i had no chance against them but i knew that if i could just destruct them for a little bit they would forget about her and she could sneak away.As i approached them i saw a few heads of the people nearby turning in my direction,it wasn't a usual thing for one of the outsiders to walk over to the Qsix because u brought nothing else but trouble to yourself.But yet here i was walking over to them alone to help someone i didn't even know with absolutely no idea of what to do of say.When some of the kids who belonged to the "knowitall" category(which was for those people who thought they knew everything and were the ones to first get news of everything new and were responsible for starting any gossip)saw me, they surely got something new to talk about and started pointing at me.As the Qsix turned around to see what was causing all the noise they saw me walking to them about ten ft from them and i saw surprise written all over their faces which then turned into smirks,i knew they were happy to find their volgende victim and i was the one taking myself to them this time,and i also knew that they wouldn't want to miss a chance to make someone like me miserable of u might say meer miserable cause i was already miserable.A small voice was screaming in my head to turn around and walk away but another told me not to be a chicken.All the kids were gathering around us now trying to see what was going to happen and it didn't look like it was going to turn out good.As i stood there i knew i had three options of what to do then:I could walk away,which would be hard to go through all the people around us now,i could change my mind about what i was going to do/say and maybe offer to do something which wouldn't turn out so bad of i could keep up what i wanted to do in the first place. At that point i decided to follow my instincts which wasn't a good idea because every time i did it, they always got me into trouble and i never noticed until it was over.And then as always with my instincts, i chose to keep going with the first plan.
I was walking down the hallway, going to my third class and grateful for all the posters they had put up for the upcoming dance because now no one noticed me as i sneaked through the kids in the hall to my class. Usually i and a few other kids,"the outsiders" they called us, were the aim of all the bulling which was so bad this jaar because of the new gang in the school"the Qsix". The school was bad enough without them, but when they came things became worse. As i walked down the hall i saw a kid being bulled door the Qsix just because she had tripped on one of their book bags and they were telling her to carry their boeken to the volgende class on her knees as punishment for damaging their books.When i looked around to the people nearby i saw that no one was paying any attention to what was happening of maybe they were just afraid to say anything cause they new that the Qsix would turn their attention to them, which wasn't a very good thing because their attention on u possibly meant one of the worst moments in your life. I didn't know the girl on the floor but i new that she was new so that meant that she didn't yet have a group she belonged to and that meant that she didn't have anyone to stand up for her.I felt so bad for her that i couldn't walk away and leave her like that, so helpless with those people.I knew that i couldn't do much either if i stayed but get myself in trouble, i also new that no one was going to help me because:first of all i was in the outsiders category which was the lowest category and consisted of the downcast people in the school. And seconde of all no one wanted to go against the Qsix who were the most populair kids in the school. I stood there for a sec trying to figure out what i should do/say to stop them but nothing really came up, but anyway i started walking over to where they were. I knew it wasn't a good idea and they were six of them so i had no chance against them but i knew that if i could just destruct them for a little bit they would forget about her and she could sneak away.As i approached them i saw a few heads of the people nearby turning in my direction,it wasn't a usual thing for one of the outsiders to walk over to the Qsix because u brought nothing else but trouble to yourself.But yet here i was walking over to them alone to help someone i didn't even know with absolutely no idea of what to do of say.When some of the kids who belonged to the "knowitall" category(which was for those people who thought they knew everything and were the ones to first get news of everything new and were responsible for starting any gossip)saw me, they surely got something new to talk about and started pointing at me.As the Qsix turned around to see what was causing all the noise they saw me walking to them about ten ft from them and i saw surprise written all over their faces which then turned into smirks,i knew they were happy to find their volgende victim and i was the one taking myself to them this time,and i also knew that they wouldn't want to miss a chance to make someone like me miserable of u might say meer miserable cause i was already miserable.A small voice was screaming in my head to turn around and walk away but another told me not to be a chicken.All the kids were gathering around us now trying to see what was going to happen and it didn't look like it was going to turn out good.As i stood there i knew i had three options of what to do then:I could walk away,which would be hard to go through all the people around us now,i could change my mind about what i was going to do/say and maybe offer to do something which wouldn't turn out so bad of i could keep up what i wanted to do in the first place. At that point i decided to follow my instincts which wasn't a good idea because every time i did it, they always got me into trouble and i never noticed until it was over.And then as always with my instincts, i chose to keep going with the first plan.
inch door inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
butterflies of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to love it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the dag I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for u love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place u could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with meer brand then u could ever imagine.
meer passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dag I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketbal coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for u love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place u could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with meer brand then u could ever imagine.
meer passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dag I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketbal coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
of I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told door hidden scars
Unable to toon themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
of I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told door hidden scars
Unable to toon themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.