School, Homework, Work, Boyfriend, Books, Poetry, repeat and randomize
that is my life. I never really considered myself much of a poet
but I love reading other people's work. I also LOVE music but I
guess that makes sense because music is poetry. well anyhow I am
16 yrs old. I'm a Junior at ECHS and I live in a small town in IN.
I'm a dork and I'm kinda fat but it doesn't really bother me. Well not anymore at least. My boyfriend's name is Bryan and he saved me in more ways than I can even think of, he is the reason I even have any self esteem. I love him soo much. He's my Bry-bry and my life and he will always have a special place in my heart. <3
one more thing I am PRO-LIFE!!!
Month 1
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month 2
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.
Month 3
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month 4
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month 5
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month 6
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!!
Month 7
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me, Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. Repost this if you have a heart and are against Abortion.
that is my life. I never really considered myself much of a poet
but I love reading other people's work. I also LOVE music but I
guess that makes sense because music is poetry. well anyhow I am
16 yrs old. I'm a Junior at ECHS and I live in a small town in IN.
I'm a dork and I'm kinda fat but it doesn't really bother me. Well not anymore at least. My boyfriend's name is Bryan and he saved me in more ways than I can even think of, he is the reason I even have any self esteem. I love him soo much. He's my Bry-bry and my life and he will always have a special place in my heart. <3
one more thing I am PRO-LIFE!!!
Month 1
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month 2
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.
Month 3
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month 4
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month 5
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month 6
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!!
Month 7
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me, Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. Repost this if you have a heart and are against Abortion.
- Last seen on Nov 16 8:05 PM. Member since July 30, 2008.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 90 comments.
- My mood is
, and quote is "one day closer". - I am a 17 year old girl from Indiana (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student and a cashier.
- I have 90 comments, 42 poems, 7 stories
Poems I'm focused on
My Poetry
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I have always been told that love is hard.
The true sense of that word has only been marred.24 lines, 3 comments, July 21 -
Two weeks with the one you adore
only two although you long for more.11 lines, 3 comments, July 18
My Stories
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The bell rings and Bryan and Josie go to sit down. Josie notices the problem first… the class is huge and there are only two seats left. Th968 lines, 1 comment, June 3. In 600-2000 words
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Their classes are far from each other. Bryan in Mr. Sheilder’s Algebra II class and Josie is in Ms. Wanda’s Discrete Mathematics class. The 45 minutes of class seemed to drag on for lifetimes. Ms. Wanda goes over rules and al905 lines, June 3. In 600-2000 words
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Bryan nods. The guy holds out his hand. “I’m Jon. Congrats.” he adds. Bryan gives him a weird look and shakes his hand
“What do you mean?”1202 lines, 1 comment, May 18. In 600-2000 words
Guest Book
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Fashionista on January 16Hey can you read & comment my poem " I Wish you loved me " I really want a girls point of view
