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Birthday: Jul 17 1999
Location: where you will never know
Last Seen: Thu, 31 Mar 2011
Try not to cry
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, ''Mommy, I love you''
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost
my quote:"shall them be named in person not in fear"
I love magic to read to write poems and story's(basically im boring or so everyone says i will only communicate if i feel u to be kind)+i ramble on and on if im interested and im shy.I am very unpopular.I have a dog and 4 cats and I have learnt to see nature in a different prospective.anyway I want more pets mum says no I want different hair my dad says no.I believe in ghosts as I remember that when I was a kid I saw a man in my bedroom.A man that scared me I cant remember what he looked like.But all I remember is being 4 and being so frightened and buirying my head under my pillow.But now I dont see him.I believe kids really young can see ghosts as they believe in them and the ghost
trusts them.But adults just put them down by saying its just your imagination.yes I have a big imagination but when my mum said that belief in him being here no longer scared me.some ghosts probably live off scare and that's why they go to little children I scared easily they scare easily.I love shake spears quote "to be or not to be that is the question." I also like Romeo and Juliet in a sad and disturbing way.I like writing and reading as I dont need to worrie about being unseen.I just wrote it now so please dont laugh.
the crackle of the wind
the branches shake
the whispering of the breeze
the beauty of the moon lit sky
the crusty leaf dancing to find death on ground
it is gone so lost with hope
story starter I wrote:He grabs her staring warily into her eyes a glimmer of light sparkled eternally love was the only thought no escape from it no worth letting go love her forever whispers called and recalled in his mind lips in eternal connection love in there beauty she awakes no boy she loved there gone from her memories and her heart.
i am scared and powerless against them all
they launch words i cry and fall.
i let this poem rhyme
they hate me all the time.
i feel small in a cage
why is it me they pin there rage?
i shiver and shake
but bullying back they will not take.
i say leave me alone
they say i always moan.
they only call me names
i get a series of pains.
it still hurts what they say
they feel they can do as they may.
they are fairly mean
it is the bullys side i am not on so i have no team.
everyone says life cant get any worse well it can when you got no friends becoz your different, when people outside of school want to beat you up coz u see someone get bullied and say stop, when everyone calls u tough, when your me.i have a great family and great people on here but off here all of them say change yourself be different .i hate my life its like i face the devil in the face i try to make friends but they hate me.i am me dont they get that i cant change i cant be different i can be me.primary and now in year 7 havent changed im still the lonely girl looking right into hell.everyone doesnt sit with me and all they do is make fun of me i shall not change i am me and that is the only person i can be.i am shy i cry but that is me that is i.