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He has two big  Stitch like ears. His eyes full of curiosity. He doesn’t fit the stereo Type of his breed. Chihuahuas are known to Be little mean dogs but He is a nice dog. He favors my mother but  When I’m sick he never lets Anyone near me. I guess that’s his way of Continue reading “The dog”

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hair like a octopus. her skin as tangled as rope. the ice climbed my toes while the white snow surrounded me and the blowing wind sounds like a whisper as I stick out my tongue to taste a snow flake while the smell of my next meal fills my nose. As I drank the eggnogContinue reading “Makes (no) sense”

The brown fence, yellow grass, the green forest, the green grass behind the fence.

The room is dark. I can’t hide. I look over to The closet. He’s in there,  I know it.  I can see his  Crooked smile. With his shark like teeth,  And his clawed hands. He watches and waits, For what I don’t know. He couldn’t get me Though. She protected me from him. She comfortedContinue reading “childhood part2”

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My body is as black as tar. my mouth as grey as silver. you see me as a sign of death and if my look doesn’t convince you my call will. You think I’m beautiful, but don’t let my eyes pierce your soul. You see me as strength and power in fighting but at theContinue reading “riddle me this”

He is always caught wearing black Either in his clothes or hair. He doesn’t talk much Except with sadness and despair. He doesn’t want to get close To anyone in fear of losing another. He looks tired  With dark circles under his eyes. Along with the look that he had been crying  For hours beforeContinue reading “Mournful”

‘The ground parched and cracked is like over baked bread.’ Thats a sign of the season I dread. The season I speak of is one that I hate. This season I constantly ask to be late. The season is Summer most shocking and true. It’d be the thing I’d hit with a shoe. Now youContinue reading “seasons”

I was only eight. it was a typical day at home. My mother put on The Lion King. I was watching, when something in me snapped. I suddenly was intrigued by the movement, emotion, colors, and just everything in general. I couldn’t tear my eyes away and for an ADD kid, that’s impressive. When theContinue reading “deciding my fate”