| This poem is dedicated to one of my friends, Holly. |
Staring Out A Window
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Nineteen Hundred Ch1CHAPTER 1 DIFFERENTNineteen Hundred Ch1
It was always hard being different to all the other children around me. I’d grown up knowing I was special, but hadn’t fully understood why it was such a big deal. My parents were also special, more so than me, but I didn’t understand that fully either.
It was custom I looked my best all the time. Beautiful dresses, beautiful hair, beautiful everything. I always had to have someone with me, even when I slept, in case ‘something’ happened. I had to have the best manners, know how to dance, have private lessons with a tutor and learn self confidence strategies. I didn’t
by ~AngelDani96
Banned Ch3CHAPTER 3 STROLLBanned Ch3
Tanisha, Marie and Gabby all turned around and walked off without even saying goodbye. “Good night?” Matt asked me. “Yeah. Your band was great. ” I said as I turned around. We started walking the other way down towards the dock. The venue the gigs were held at was right on the waterfront in the recreation hall.
Behind me I could hear three familiar giggles. Spying girls. It would have been nice to have at least a few minutes alone before they came and found me and saw if I was alright. “Thanks. We haven’t been together very long, but it’s working o
by ~AngelDani96
Banned Ch2CHAPTER 2 RECONISINGBanned Ch2
I couldn’t believe that it was the same boy from the beach. Marie and I hadn’t thought much of him, and flicked him away like a fly on a doughnut. Now here he was; blonde hair, six foot tall, and extremely hot, walking on stage to perform in Banned.
“Oh my god! It’s him!” Marie screamed.
“The guy from the beach!” Gabby screeched. Marie must have told her earlier because it didn’t sound like a question. “That’s Nate!” Tanisha yelled loud enough so he could here, and he turned towards us. He gave Tanisha a quick wave, and went to t
by ~AngelDani96
Banned Ch1CHAPTER 1 WAITINGBanned Ch1
We walked into the gig. It was the first all age gig of the summer holidays. We had been trapped outside in the heat all day, trying to escape it at the beach. Marie and I had mostly stared at this one cute guy all day. He’d been there with one other boy, sitting on a towel with an acoustic guitar in his hand, strumming away, both boys singing away softly.
The music was loud, and it took some time for my ears to adjust. The main band was coming on at eight thirty; just ten minutes away.
I started to walk closer to the stage where I saw my two other friends waiting for us. “Hey
by ~AngelDani96
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RefugeesPeople dying, Children crying. Rationed food and water too, What a nasty thing to do. We drove them from their homes, Now they're only skin and bones. Where is the love?Refugees
Smugglers helped them flee, Now they believe they're free. They're caught and put back in A camp where there's only soup in tins. They'll sew up their lips not to speak No food for at least a week. Where is the love?
Lying sick in so few rags, Suffering like murdered lads Losses are losses, oh so true Their losses are far from few. Poverty's a bad thing, y
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- Interests: Piano, singing, dancing, soccer, swimming, writing, laughing
- Favourite movie: Twilight, Man on the Moon, 50 First Dates (because she reminds me of myself), Meet the Fockers
- Favourite band or musician: Paramore, Kings of Leon, Jack Johnson, Bloc Party, Relient K
- Favourite genre of music: Acoustic, Rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Sarah Dessen or Steph Meyer (cant pick)
- Favourite style of art: Manga
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: Clam (for the pearl inside)
- Favourite cartoon character: Tigger
- Personal Quote: Brunette on the outside, Blonde on the inside!
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'It must be a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.'
thanks also
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Ill still love you no matter how many people say youre ugly! lol just joking! love you!
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Insight is the ability to see the truth. Wisdom, is the intelligence to not speak it. Be Wise!
Succesful creativity is genius.
Failed creativity is the definition of insanity.
Do unto others what others would do unto you...
Only do it first
or some other random?
help!!
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Im A Kung Fu Panda... I Think
random lol
yeah u r a random... sometimes
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Im A Kung Fu Panda... I Think
of course I am a random!
all of the time!!!
yay french dialogue.
where is my surligner?
I never got it back
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no, seriously
I dont know where 'tis.
colours are adjectives too!!!
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