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posted by NormalcyIsDead
I’m sick and tired of it all
Run five laps, climb that wall
Ace that test, be happy everyday
25min. class lesson: due in two days

What’s wrong with you, Jordan?
Where are those ‘A’s bạn were sporting?
Oh no, bạn have a B, that just won’t do
Let me prod bạn some more, ask some các câu hỏi too

“You seem to be slipping.”
"Get to the front of the race!”
You’ll never get finished
At THAT jogging pace

Yoo-hoo, girl, get your head in the game!
Idiot, doing the wrong lesson, there goes your good name
To most other people, I’m starting to come off as lame
But to me it's al the same: Run faster, think harder, now where’s that A?


Oh no, bạn never think that
I’m trying, yes, but it’s still crap
Compared to the guys stepping up to bat
Oh no, you’re supposed to be better than that

Now there bạn go off crying again
Everyone watching knew it would happen
Seriously, what is your problem now?
You’re not getting everything perfect? Wow

What bạn don’t know is that there are things in my mind
They’re stupid, I know, but they twist and grind
At my emotions, prodding until a response if given
Either irritation, crying, hoặc having a fit, and
It all boils down to how it’s all in my head
So I just need to shut up, calm down,
Finish the lesson, rightside-up that frown
Do a happy dance all around town
And finally go to freakin’ bed.
posted by ZekiYuro
Basics: Hannah Meyer age 17, Born August 1, 1995. Lives in Bradenton, Florida
Blond hair, blue eyes.

What is your happiest memory? My happiest memory was when I finally got to meet my mom's
parents. They lived on the east side of Berlin and did something that got them put in prison for a while.
I'm not sure what they did because my mom won't talk about it.

What don't bạn want anyone to find out about you? I am afraid to let my guard down. What I mean is, I've seen so many of my Những người bạn get hurt in relationships hoặc bởi their parents breaking up. I hear my parents fighting a lot and so I'm afraid to...
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posted by PotterLambert93
His name was Charlie Brown. We first got him in the fall of 1999. He was cute cocker người nịnh hót, spaniel with the color of brown and had dark eyes. For 13 years, he was a part of our family. We played with him, took him for walks, gave all the tình yêu we had and so much more. He was also a ruff dog as well. Whenever people would come over he would bark at them, thinking that he was trying to protect us from danger. He would also bark at other people's chó when we took him for walks and, he was very capable of biting badly. Despite all of that, we still loved him, and he loved us.

Around a few years ago, he...
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posted by thirteen_times
He didn’t want money hoặc fancy cars; all he wanted was to be loved bởi someone, any one at all. He needed someone to care about him, not his wealth, not his ties to the rich and famous, someone that actually cared about him, the boy with bright blue eyes that sparkled in the sunlight, curly raven black hair and a boyish grin permanently plastered on his face hiding the pain of being alone. Yet no one did, all they saw was the heir to the Jeffrey Empire, the boy that was going to inherited it all. The boy, who was the prefect son living up to the Jeffrey name. They never saw the boy’s who’s arms were covered in cuts, the dao, con dao against his skin, the blood dripping down staining the carpet, his eyes closing never to open again. No one read the note tucked into his pocket cause no one cared.
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posted by Rae-Ash
I’m finished
I’m done
I can’t do this anymore

I’m through
I can’t last another second

It’s all I’ve ever seen
Surrounded bởi chaos
Filled with fear

Its’ all I can think about
All the Mất tích love
All the broken hearts
All the destroyed dreams
All the hopeless children
And devastated parents

Everyone who turned their cheek
Who ignored the cries
Of help and distress

No thêm kindness
Only monsters and demons
Who always kill

bạn took her from me
And now you’ll pay
‘Cause I have one final thing to say
—Good-bye World
—Hello Death and eternity
posted by hgfan5602
There is strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.

Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.

It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.

This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.

Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will bạn see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.

I have changed.
And I am sure bạn will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
I looked into the window

to see the girl before me.

she was gorgeous, and beautiful

She looked strong,

she looked independent.

Her Mask was no longer there,

but what was on the outside was visible.

bạn can see the scars on her heart,

bạn can see the hurt in her eyes,

and the pain on her face.

But bạn can also see how it made her stronger.

She has đã đưa ý kiến "Enough is Enough, Today is the Day, and today i will be victorious"

she strikes the match,

and drops the flame, to burn her past

She smiles at me, and touches her face,

and she đã đưa ý kiến the words "Today is the Day"

Today I finally discovered, The girl looking back at her,

was me. :)
posted by earthangel
    Hug me, I said.
    He did.
    Hug me harder, I say.
    He does.
    A little more, I urge.
    The grip tightens.
    Perfect.
    Thank you, I said, humbly.
    He just rocks me.
    
    I bury my face in his grey scarf, breath in, breath in, breath in. It smells like him, I think. The fresh smell of rain and the rarest drop of sunshine. His love, his warmth. Lord, it smells...
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posted by inexplicable
Are bạn afraid of the death?
Why do bạn ask?
Only in such a way.…

The stopping of the train jerkily roused me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times and looked again from the window. After some giây the train drove off again. I still looked from the window and saw trees covered bởi snow pulling past me. I liked to go bởi train. I did not know why. Not, that I wouldn´t have to do nothing better. I simply liked it to sit into the suburban train and to drive up to the terminus . I could think so well. I lean back into the ghế, chỗ ngồi cushion from which windows look and think. This was good. Otherwise...
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
In this life everyone is thankful for something. And the most miserable, the most pessimistic and the most unlucky person in the world, in some point of his life will feel grateful for something. It might be the simplest thing that others take it for granted, but it might joy to him. And now, on the “Thanks giving” ngày we should think about all those things that we are grateful for, and see how we can become better. That’s how we can make the world around us better.

Personally, I am thankful that I live in this democratic country, where no wars take place and we all have the freedom of...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Tobias Kellerman
Basics: Age 17, Born April 23, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Brown hair, blue gray eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when we moved to Friedrichshain. My dad got a promotion and we had to move. That is when I met Ivonne. We grew up together and we have really been best friends.

What don’t bạn want anyone to find out about you?
I would do just about anything to get Daniela to be my girlfriend. We've been dating but I want a thêm committed relationship with her. That is kind of scary since her father is head of the local Stasi.

What is the best part of your...
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posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
I sit alone,
alone in the dark.
no place to run,
no place to hide.

he is coming after me,
he is looking everywhere.
he wont stop until he finds me,
until he is here

he tells me that im ugly,
that im unwanted here.
he will try everything to hurt me
to see me cry

he loves to watch the tears run down my face
to me there is no greater pain....

he has found me.
what can i do?
were can i run?
were can i hide?
were can i escape this pain inside?

i am afraid,
not of him, but of his words
he cuss's and swears at me.
what can i do?
how did i anger him?

He swears at me still
and yet i still cry.
he sees the tears,
he wipes them...
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posted by rebaj2010
Preface
Three boys, one girl. None of them are fighting fare and they will do whatever it takes to get her. bạn my be wondering why she is so special, but to answer that câu hỏi bạn have to venture into these boys heads...


Chapter 1
Mika

"Oh no, my new tanktop" Heather wined bởi my side. She was so annoying, but so hot.
"Shut up, Heather" I đã đưa ý kiến getting up from the lunch bàn where hr had dropped pizza, bánh pizza sause on her màu hồng, hồng tank.
As I walked across the lunch room, ducking to avoid fling carrots, I glanced to my left. I caught Kate out of the corner of my eye. I paused and backed up a step. She...
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Source: free-your-mind.tumblr.com