ass.8

How a friendship is lost
What happened to that smile
When I'd see you in the hall?
What happened to you being there
To always catch my fall?
When I'd say always and forever
You'd respond with "Dats right"
What happened to that?
I want it back in my life
What happened to the hugs
That kept me from falling apart
You're no longer there
And it's tearing up my heart
Your pictures all around my room
The blanket on my bed
Tons of notes inside a box
Thoughts of you race through my head
You're presence always with me
Your voice rings through my ears
memories of you are shed
In the form of blood and tears
I wonder how you lose a friend
But deep inside I know
One is left there holding on
And the other one let's go
this may not sem as if it makes sencebut i get out of this is if she never would of too friendship for granted she would of never lost everything.

ass. 9

I'm back again scrutinizing the Milky Way
of your ultrasound, scanning the dark
matter, the nothingness, that now the heads say
is chockablock with quarks & squarks,
gravitons & gravitini, photons & photinos. Our sprout,

who art there inside the spacecraft
of your Ma, the time capsule of this printout,
hurling & whirling towards us, it's all daft
on this earth. Our alien who art in the heavens,
our Martian, our little green man, we're anxious

to make contact, to ask divers questions
about the heavendom you hail from, to discuss
the whole shebang of the beginning&end,
the pre–big bang untime before you forget the why
and lie of thy first place. And, our friend,

to say Welcome, that we mean no harm, we'd die
for you even, that we pray you’re not here
to subdue us, that we’d put away
our ray guns, missiles, attitude and share
our world with you, little big head, if only you stay
What would you do if an Alien landed in the playground?
Would you stand there shouting, ‘Teacher, teacher!
Please Sir, please Miss,
There’s this great big thing with wobbly eyes and six pink legs, Sir!’

Or would you stand still and stare,
And maybe poke at it a bit with sticks
And throw a ball in its mouth,
Or perhaps push Shorty or Fatso or Snotty forwards
To see if they got eaten ?

Imagine if the teacher came out instead and shouted,
‘Oy! You there! You with the six legs! Yes, YOU!
Get back where you came from NOW!
THIS INSTANT!’

What do you think it would do ?
Would it sit there, humming,
Before gently lifting off and floating away back into space ?

Or would it stick a long tendril out,
Wrap it around Teacher,
And suck Teacher back into its mouth?

‘Yum, yum!’ it might go,
And you’d all cheer, and laugh,
And maybe one or two of the girls would cry
Because Teacher was really quite nice, after all.

Or perhaps the Alien would open wide a wobbly eye,
Shoot a long, lazy glare,
And then raise two tendrils in a V-shape
Before blowing a big raspberry?

Well, what would YOU do if you were an Alien
Landing in the playground ?

I know what I would do.

I wouldn’t stay THERE!

ass. 10

I call it a lesson learned at in my life I was bullied was in the 5th grade and it was because I had a great heart. I was always giving and offering my time to help and things. And I get kicked and tossed around like there is no tomorrow. Sometime I wondered why when everyday at school I get there and be called names that scared me deeply. Then theres the days I really didn’t care I had gotton so ued to it it really didn’t faze me my mother and father tried to stop it I can hear them in the office and explain how they thought it was wrong for their daughter to be called names . like “Blacky”, “Ugly” ect. I remember the days coming home crying my eyes out mama saying its gone be okay don’t cry your beautiful and as long as you love yourself that’s all that counts that sterred up anger in me till oneday i got fed up with it and became a bully.

ass.11

Can you see it? that light in her it shines so bright so bright that you would never think would show. I mean look at her her life style. She's hurting bad her mom is strung out on drugs she never got to meet her father she move from house to house trying to cope with this life. You can never tell. Her favorite thing to say is "let your light so shine" as it reads from the bible. Never letting anything get her down. she said she's seeking something. Something being her love for Jesus Christ to be stornger than ever so she dont look at the negitive things just that light that peeks through the tunnel. like 2 pac wrote i always belive there is away through thae tunnel like the concret rose

ass13

I don't like halloween its not celebrated in my home
Growing up not celebrating it makes me hate it more than ever
Im very glade its not celebrated in my family because i hate demonic things.