Kristen
I felt powerless as Jim slapped me again. I looked up and the palm of his hand connected with my face again. I stood still until he was done and went down the hall to play perfect boyfriend to my mom. I sat down until the stinging eased then I got up and looked out the window down によって the neighborhood pool everyone splashed and had a blast but I admit I was terrified to 表示する my face. I don’t really know why, maybe I was scared of people calling social services, because if that happened then my stepdad Jim might 移動する on to hitting my mom. または maybe I’m scared….. either way I’m putting on a smile and wearing my best clothes tomorrow for my first 日 back at school.
Peter
My foster mom smiled at me encouragingly, it didn’t help though school was terrible, it always is. But either way I let her elp me pick out a new book bag plain as always and plain folders etc. I think it makes her feel better being a mom reliving it… I can’t imagine what she must have went through when she found out her only son and her husband where killed at a hold up at some local 7-11 maybe that’s why I 愛 Janie so much she understands what its like to lose. Unlike all the other people “call me mom” “call me dad” “blah blah blah”. She shakes me lightly bringing me out of my thought “Pete?” she asks, “Yep?” I reply. We start talking about well nothing. That’s how we are we talk about everything, we’re really close. I’m scared though for when I get moved to a new family. My social worker thinks it will be nice for me to branch out and meet new people. It’s not my fault I went through a phase of depression…..is it?
Kristen
I wake up and realize I have school today. I’m excited and nervous all at the same time. School is my escape. I pull out my お気に入り ピンク tee and smile at my appearance until I notice the bruises lining my inside arms. I quickly grab my other choice the light long sleeve that will hopefully cover my bruises all day. I try to smile but blues not really my color. So I breathe in deeply and decide to leave ホーム at ホーム and enjoy today. I sneak out of the house to avoid any slap marks on my face. Then I catch up with my フレンズ at school and go about catching up.
Peter
I’m sitting at the lunch 表, テーブル when I see her…she’s one of those annoying rich kids the ones with the squeaky voices and everything. Who can get away with everything. My thoughts are interrupted as my few フレンズ walk in and sit with me. I’m caught up on the latest gossip, it’s so sad how we gossip like girls. I try to focus on what they’re saying but I feel like I’m being stared at I turn around and the same stuck up rich girls are talking about my group I can make out a few words here and there like “trash” and “worthless” then a bunch of giggles I can feel the hurt but I won’t let it show. Then I see the one blonde girl look away from her フレンズ as if she’s ashamed of the hurtful things they are saying. Hmmm maybe there is hope in all of us.
I felt powerless as Jim slapped me again. I looked up and the palm of his hand connected with my face again. I stood still until he was done and went down the hall to play perfect boyfriend to my mom. I sat down until the stinging eased then I got up and looked out the window down によって the neighborhood pool everyone splashed and had a blast but I admit I was terrified to 表示する my face. I don’t really know why, maybe I was scared of people calling social services, because if that happened then my stepdad Jim might 移動する on to hitting my mom. または maybe I’m scared….. either way I’m putting on a smile and wearing my best clothes tomorrow for my first 日 back at school.
Peter
My foster mom smiled at me encouragingly, it didn’t help though school was terrible, it always is. But either way I let her elp me pick out a new book bag plain as always and plain folders etc. I think it makes her feel better being a mom reliving it… I can’t imagine what she must have went through when she found out her only son and her husband where killed at a hold up at some local 7-11 maybe that’s why I 愛 Janie so much she understands what its like to lose. Unlike all the other people “call me mom” “call me dad” “blah blah blah”. She shakes me lightly bringing me out of my thought “Pete?” she asks, “Yep?” I reply. We start talking about well nothing. That’s how we are we talk about everything, we’re really close. I’m scared though for when I get moved to a new family. My social worker thinks it will be nice for me to branch out and meet new people. It’s not my fault I went through a phase of depression…..is it?
Kristen
I wake up and realize I have school today. I’m excited and nervous all at the same time. School is my escape. I pull out my お気に入り ピンク tee and smile at my appearance until I notice the bruises lining my inside arms. I quickly grab my other choice the light long sleeve that will hopefully cover my bruises all day. I try to smile but blues not really my color. So I breathe in deeply and decide to leave ホーム at ホーム and enjoy today. I sneak out of the house to avoid any slap marks on my face. Then I catch up with my フレンズ at school and go about catching up.
Peter
I’m sitting at the lunch 表, テーブル when I see her…she’s one of those annoying rich kids the ones with the squeaky voices and everything. Who can get away with everything. My thoughts are interrupted as my few フレンズ walk in and sit with me. I’m caught up on the latest gossip, it’s so sad how we gossip like girls. I try to focus on what they’re saying but I feel like I’m being stared at I turn around and the same stuck up rich girls are talking about my group I can make out a few words here and there like “trash” and “worthless” then a bunch of giggles I can feel the hurt but I won’t let it show. Then I see the one blonde girl look away from her フレンズ as if she’s ashamed of the hurtful things they are saying. Hmmm maybe there is hope in all of us.
inch によって inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
蝶 of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to 愛 it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the 日 I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for あなた love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place あなた could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with もっと見る 火災, 火 then あなた could ever imagine.
もっと見る passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the 日 I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real バスケットボール, バスケット ボール coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for あなた love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place あなた could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with もっと見る 火災, 火 then あなた could ever imagine.
もっと見る passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the 日 I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
--------------------------------
This is dedicated to my first real バスケットボール, バスケット ボール coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
または I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told によって hidden scars
Unable to 表示する themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
または I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told によって hidden scars
Unable to 表示する themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
Shaun
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, あなた know あなた want to" チョコレート brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
**************************************************
When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and 発言しました she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, あなた know あなた want to" チョコレート brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
**************************************************
When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and 発言しました she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
