so today in my German class our teacher had us color in a picture of a turkey and for each of its tail feathers we had to write down a color and what we were thankful for...and mine turned into a poem...wtf...how does that happen?!?!
I am thankful for...
I am thankful for my black cats
for my colorful personality
and my red imagination
for white snow
and blue skies
for green grass
and my yellow eyes
for dark nights
and light mornings
for violet roses
and orange sunsets
for gray ashes
...that's the poem...I couldn't really think of things I was thankful for that associated with the colors/shades I chose because I cant just go and
tchfjygvehfubjzlvukgycfurtfdyufijnhfeibfgvaufhcbos so I started writing this story in my math class the other day and I thought to myself "wow, this is pretty good, I shall continue it!" with that little voice in you head that you cannot change the volume of no matter how hard you try, so I continued to write it in biology, and when I got home, I opened word and started to type it and it's so much better on word then on paper! its in this fancy text that if you were to just glace at it, you wouldn't have noticed that kori is killing someone in the first paragraph XD this is the first time i've ever written something and liked it! and then in
I saw this in someones journal, sorry I just had to. I still love them
Who here still believes in Creepypasta . . . They're fading away . . .
Jeff: Help, we're fading away!
Slenderman: Those girls are giving us a bad name.
Masky: Yeah, I-I still have s-some ch-cheesecake . . .
Hoodie: P-Please H-Help U-Us . . .
Toby: Please d-don't forget u-us . . . *Twitch*
Eyeless Jack: Please . . . Think about Sally.
Sally: Please, Miss or Mister! I don't want to be forgotten . . .
Laughing Jack: Please, *Sobs* I'm not laughing now . . . *Sobs*.
Jane: Remember us, . . . please?
Ben: I still have to beat Dead Rising 3, Titan Fall! I won't beat it