deer diry

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

English 11 Poetry Project #8: 16 lines, free verse

Inspired by: Someone else's very old journal entry. I had permission to read it, mind you.

deer diry i am 7 years old
and i am prety and i love horss
ashley is my best friend ever

Deer diary, i am 9 years old
and i hate stupid boys and scool.
My hair and eyes is brown.

Dear diary, i am 10 years old.
My mommy and daddy divorced,
and i cried at school. Ashley hugged me.

Dear diary, I am thirteen now.
The boy I love is in love with Ashley.
I think I'm so ugly and dumb I'll never be loved.

Dear diary, now I'm fifteen.
My mom and my friends abandoned me,
and my life seems meaningless.

Dear diary, goodbye.


Submitted: January 21, 2009

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