Caught In My ThroatHello again.How are you?Good, that's great,I'm gladYou've forgotten all about me again.I haven't seen youSince that last dayYou said goodbyeAnd walked away.(I tried to call you back, but my voice caught in my throat.)Yes,I guess I missed you,But I really didn't noticeYou were gone.(I numbed myself to the pain.)No,I didn't replace you.I guess INever found the time.(Never moved on.)If onlyThese wordsThe words I feelThe words I thinkThe words I say to you in my mindCould come out(But they're trapped.)(Set them free.)
Happy Birthday!It's been quite a whileSince we last saw face-to-faceSo here's an ode to a great, close friendWho is taking a step in this glorious raceHer name is Chloe, andShe's now 14 years old.She's really a great person,With a heart chock-full of gold.I've only seen her in personOnce or twice, maybe three timesWe mostly meet up onlineIn these pixellated, glowing climes.We first met when RhyanGot her to log inTo the Kingdoms Saga;We've been friends since then.She gives some great advice,And has been through thick and thinEven though she thought I was crazy,That's all been forgiven!Though we'd texted before,We first met at the pool.As soon as I saw youI knew you were super-cool.Then you took me to church,I met your brother Jonah.We haven't met since then,But we text a lot on the phone-a!I know I'm not doing well,To write you this verse,But I'm doing my best,And it could be worse!I think you're great,A really kind fellow,And the only word that rhymesIs the word "ye
STORYHOPPERS Chapter-Who-Knows- Fleabitten Mongrel"And... DONE!" I cheered, leaning back. I had been up and typing my Eragon project for Mrs. Kurt for at least four hours, and as much as I love writing, that long is too long, even for me. "Kids, dinner's ready!" my mom called from the kitchen. Throwing my paper onto the desk, I jumped up, scratched my dog Bandit behind the ears, and ran out of the rooom too fast to see Bandit licking his lips and staring at the paper...*******The next morning, as I was leaving, Alexis reminded me, "You remembered to pack your paper, right? You wanted to turn it in early?" Cursing, I ran back inside the house.Alexis swore you could hear my scream in China."Well, since now I only have three days to do it, I'm gonna have to do something easy," I complained to Nina, one of my closest friends. I'd known her since 7th grade, and she shared my love of reading and writing."Well, why don't you try something set in a modern day setting, like... ooh! How about The Clique
The Screamweaver"What is that?" Colin asked his sister Alice.It was a normal day at Joe's Fun & Sun amusement park for the Brady twins. Colin, a tall, tan teen with bushy brown hair that fell almost to his shoulders, had convinced his mother to drop him and Alice, his shorter, more graceful twin sister, at the park for the day. They had already ridden most of the rides and visited the petting zoo, and it was still only 7 o'clock. Their mother wouldn't pick them up until 9, so they had contented themselves with wandering around for the remaining hours. However, the sky to the west had picked up an ominous feel, and the sky darkened every minute, not all from night falling.What had captured Colin's attention at the moment, though, was a huge, rusty yellow Ferris wheel that was being uncovered from a ratty, moth-eaten tarp. "It's called the Screamweaver," Alice explained. "IT's ancient and rusty, so they barely ever let anyone ride it. It sounds like a lot of fun, though- from what I've heard, i
Let My Light ShineThis little light of mineI'd like to let it shineBut the murmurings of societyLeave me afraid to be me.Their buckets hold a sea of darknessto flood the city on a hillBut by the grace of our GodWe'll stand stronger still.He is not a secret to be keptI'm going public with thisFor He says to share your lightAnd be generousWith the talents we bring to HisTable, that he gave to us to share;Why cover up the lightstandif it's Him who put us there?
Ravenclaw (Harry Potter fanfic)"Potter, Albus!"I slowly walked up to the Sorting Hat. I couldn't bear the tension. I had to be a Griffindor. I simply had to be; any other option just could not exist."Hmm
.. Brave, you are," my heart sweeled with relief- "But an able mind, too."I tried what my father had done. Griffindor, I thought."Griffindor? Oh, but you'd do much better in
RAVENCLAW!" the Hat shouted, the last word to the whole school.I pulled the Hat off my eyes to see James staring at me in a mixture of surprise and horror. I wasn't a Griffindor. I ran away, sitting at my place in the Ravenclaw table, resting my head down so the others wouldn't see my tears.I managed to avoid James for a whole week. But Ravenclaws and Griffindors shared History of Magic, the most boring class ever, even if it was taught by a ghost."Psst! Albus! Hey, Albus!" I gared at him. Why did he want to talk to me? I was just a dumb Ravenclaw."What do you want?" I snapped. I'm surprised Professor Binns didn't hear m
Lock and KeyYou and I were meant to beWe stole each other's heartsBut my jealousy, hostilityTore us apartI miss the wayWe pretendedI hate the way thatThings endedYou are the lock to my keyYour wings set me freeI just want to beThe one you think ofThe one you loveWhat we used to beWe were the best of friendsI've tried to make amendsI miss the wayWe held handsI miss your laughAnd the way we'd walkDown the streetsAnd always talkYou are the lock to my keyYour wings set me freeI just want to beThe one you think ofThe one you loveWhat we used to beYou are the key to my lockYou make my heart stopI always wanted to beThe one you dream ofThe one you loveWhat might we be?