The rain of crystals Pt1I stare out the window, and the water splashes on the concrete,
The cold glass panes, press against my fingers.
The wind blows the tree branches,
Gently letting leaves fall on the ground.
The birds and squirrels, hide in the hollow holes in the trees,
They squeak and chirp.
The cars zoom by,
making a whirring sound.
"Well, I guess it just never stops raining. Does it?" I stand up and go to my kitchen.
My mum is making breakfast, smells so good. "Hey, mum, what're you making?" I ask, eyeing the pan. "Pancakes and bacon," she replies "Your favourite." She smiles and flips a few pieces of bacon.
"Hah, yep." I pull out a chair at the dining room table and sit down. Mum put the bacon on a plate, along with two pancakes, she places it in front of me with some syrup and orange juice. "Thanks." I bite a piece of bacon and grab a magazine.
The bell rings. I gather up my books and go into the hall. Lisa, my best friend, comes up to me and says: "Hey, Jane and I are going to the mall t
CONTEST. Just cos I can. THIS CONTEST IS CLOSED. LOOK AT MY NEWEST JOURNAL FOR THE WINNERS. THANK YOU.CONTEST. Just cos I can.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I have decided to host a contest.
Have any of you seen my OC Lilah? If not, here's a link --> http://roe-sings.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d55xldn
You have to draw her. Lilah Smith.
She is EXTREMELY tall.
There will be four winners.
1st place. 10 a llama, and a full coloured chibi.
2nd place. 5 a llama, and a full coloured chibi.
3rd place. A llama, and a full coloured chibi.
4th place. A llama, and a chibi sketch.
The deadline, is July 24th.
EscapeI'm trying to escape,Escape10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
trying to get away,
trying to ignore what they do,
forget about what they say.
No move I ever make,
can ever be one right,
every simple thing I say,
always starts a fight.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
the way I'm supposed to be,
the thing is your slowly killing me,
why can't you see?
I'd really like to run away,
where someone would understand,
to someone who could see my pain,
and gently take my hand.