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     I woke up to the beating rays of the morning sun invading through my blinds. Birds outside whistled their morning wake up call. I took a deep breath taking in the scent of my fresh sheets. The smell of the detergent mixing with my shampoo scented hair made me want to fall back to sleep. I half way hoped the warmth of my blanket would swallow me whole and engulf me to where I could stay in bed all day. I turned to my side and opened my eyes slowly. Squinting, I could see my purple walls enlightened from outside. I tugged the blanket tighter, trying to keep the heat closer to my body despite the fact that my room was probably around eighty

 Something struck me today. Something that was completely beautiful. I was just doing what I normally do in my classes and let me eyes drift towards the window. I started to let myself daydream and float out of that window, and off to wander the streets. I let my feet softly land on the ground and start to put one in front of the other. I didn't give much thought in where I wanted to go. I just let my legs take me to where they wanted. Slowly I began to realized where I was walking. Take note this is only in my head… I was walking past the cars in the street, and past the bridge. I began to practically float on top of the ground. Over

Strolling the streets of this city. Passing by those midnight people. Evil looks and curious grins. Some in little groups or all alone. Buzzing through Passing by Its like pressing "fast-forward" And you just can't slow down Your on Auto-Pilot The street begins to control your movements You walk into different houses Filled with mystery faces With mystery words playing with mystery minds All these things going past You can't understand whats going on You fall to the ground Foam forming and slipping past your lips Next thing you know theres flashing lights .... Whats next? Nothing. You Played Life's Game... So did y

 Cold sweat covered my body, and I shook as the scenes flashed past my eyes. Soldiers covered in blood and some blown to pieces. Some were moaning in pain and others whispering for death to come quickly. Smoke, thick in the air, and the smell of burning flesh and dying people. It made me want to vomit. It sickened me to even think about it. Knowing that it was worse than how I described, because I was only using my own imagination from Shawn’s memories, made me want to scream in horror and disgust. “I’m lucky I survived,” Shawn mumbled. It couldn’t have been easy knowing that most of his group died that day. It was

There is a song That was once sung to me I can’t remember the words But only the melody I remember picturing Love as nothing big Just a simple summer fling But I see things different now I can already picture myself standing there On a platform reciting my vow My love and my promises Filled with hopes and dreams And midnight kisses I understand, now, the feeling that song gave me It had a sad tune but it gave me chills I’m sure many of you could disagree That a terrible thing could remind you of how great another is Sometimes I do feel as if he walks right past me Almost as if I don’t exist But then he spea

Wedding Bells Mix in with those love spells Silly little love songs Kisses and wishes And childish times Bringing back those memories Of Butterfly catching and Star gazing Midnight snacks Video Tapes Memory Boxes Toy Ponies Barbie Dolls And Little Falls All the little things that made life great Shiney Rocks And making mud pies.. Swatting at those horse flies Trying not to watch time fly by. Holding hand as crossing streets Looking up at Mommy and Daddy Kissing under mistle toes and never wanting to let go. But now its time to make live another life. Bells chime and Rings shine Kiss the Bride and Take a long ride I