Postings with tag: friendless
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IN the beginning of the year Alyssa can't wait to start her freshman year of high school. Shes both nervous and exited. She soon finds herself in love with a boy. will peer pressure keep her from being with the one she loves? or will she finally learn to think…
A poem I made when I was going through a rough patch in living on my own and not having many people to turn to for help, about angry and desperate feelings inside, and the fear of judgment from others.
Sometimes it happens that even in a crowd you feel alone.You scream-no one hears.You cry-no one knows.You know that no one will miss you even if you are not there.You know thats not the real you-but no one else does. I was feeling a little low one day and so…
*Part romance* I wasnt always an outcast. I wasnt always the person everyone avoided, either to protect their rep or they just dont want to hang out with the loser. I used to have cool friends. I used to be part of the in crowd. I used to be popular.
How would it feel like to be living on the streets? Beanie would know, she’s done it all her life, she's homeless, lonely and she doesn't even have a friend. But what happens when Danny comes walking by one day and decides to take care of her? Her life will…
I've searched pictures so that all of yuo could imagine the character better..I'm adding the sumary below to rmeind you of the story, if you haven't read it, PLEASE READ IT!!! :) How would it feel like to be living on the streets? Beanie would know, she’s done it all…
Anika Swan, a 24 year old business woman fresh out of college. She decides she wants to go over seas to a place she has always wanted to go, to work and live for the rest of her life. She hates her parents. Her mother always pushed her to work…
A Haiku Poem... of traditional 3 line, 5-7-5 syllable only format. A desolate tree stands... as do many men... living a solitary life. As in any poem but especially in Haiku... allow the few words to tell their story and speak directly to your heart.