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Flip Flops Life Prose They would have many tales To tell. If they were here would Fit. Their energy would be constantly Worn out. If they would be world travelers The places odors (they would smell( they would have noses)they would encounter. Eww the food that would be Accidently dropped on them. Would rejoice when water would Fall on them soaking wet and sort Of Clean. Some might say," ok time to take a break," as I raise them up to rest. Others would complain, " Hey when can we take a Break?" From time to time. With each step they have would Feel tons of pain how I dread Stepping on the ground, or should I say falling.

 Thanks to Stephenie Meyer And to all twilight fans all over The world. And to let you Know I did use my inspiration Thanks to twilight and Stephenie And last not least credit to Walter Disney company and studios for Using one of their characters. How I met Jaine Prose Back when I was a newborn Vampire, my sister Alerik, (Who was also a pure breed) And I sat in the healing Machine of my parents home. My parents its sort of simple, Let me explain. My mother was a Werewolf and her side was the Most powerful werewolves. On My dad's side, were all pure Vampire clan, but the royal Vampire clan... that didn't come Into existence till I was b

Fear of UnAcceptance Prose At a young age in elementary I never really had friends and Had a fear of not being accepted By people cause I had ADHD and Now Aspergers Syndrom Disorder. In school, church and at OPEN DOOR A lot of kids had made fun of me. Teased Me  because they knew I wasn't from around Here( the U.S.) Days of summer; Kat and I stuck To each other sides like glue. My Best friend and I hung out there a lot. White Pines Middle School( Grand Haven Junior High School back in the 90's of My childhood) as a group would go swimming At the swimming pool there( no longer there) It was a blast and best of all I had my best and True fr

Falling Prose Deep inside and seemed to hide from the world I despise. I hear the sounds of footsteps walking towards me. Soon I fell fast asleep So peacefully I didn't make A peep. He raised a butcher Knife to my neck. He paused As if I reached to my hair to Touch it than let out a yawn. Was I not safe in my own home. He didn't give it a second thought And sliced my arms, the skin cut Blood lots of it spread on the couch Where I laid. It was like water falling from A river onto it as the bright stars shone on Me they seemed to smile eerily as I laid there. My eyes still wide open as if I Were staring something. My lifeless Body wasn't

Fighting Sleep Prose My eyes have bags like sand Under my eyelids, my time clock Is totally messed up and near shut Down. Body wise feel worn out like A used paper bag. At first my mind Felt like it had energy left as if I didn't Want to sleep. Each second gone by And I suddenly was closer to a deep Relaxed sleep where I was the couch. In reality my mind felt like Millions of clogs going in a Ton of directions its no wonder I'm about to shut down. I constantly Fought myself as I wouldn't go to sleep, As I laid my head to my soft pillow. " Ok, I need sleep, I want to look and be my best tomorrow Its my time to work at high notch" I fought

Abandoned Dog Prose I recall the first time I met you we were both three, But now I look a few seconds and Noticed I am like the ole faithful dog, Your friend you had left behind. I waited by each day at your Front door, panted anxiously To be greeted by your sweet inviting warm face. My giant Smile soon turned into a sad Whimper. How long cab she keep this up. Than I realized I was nothing to you and not good enough to be worthy of your friend. Than I felt myself as I felt ignored, neglected til I turned invisable. " Was I nothing to you? I was Nothing, but a friend to you. What did I do to you? You told me I was wrong When I said you