Posted in Awards

The Liebster Award 

Hey! How y’all doing?

I’d like to thank The Girl With Iron Wings for nominating me, she’s an absolutely amazing human being, whose posts are brilliant, and you guys need to check her out. She’s so nice and so good, aah.

So, the rules are as follows:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog. Try to include a little promotion for the person who nominated you. They will thank you for it and those who you nominate will also help you out as well.
  2. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”. (Note that the best way to do this is to save the image to your own computer and then upload it to your blog post.)
  3. Provide 10 random facts about yourself. (Optional but highly recommended!)
  4. Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 200 followers. (Note that you can always ask the blog owner this since not all blogs display a widget that lets the readers know this information!)
  5. List these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here or simply put a link to this post on your blog.) Once you have written and published it, you then have to:
  6. Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post or mine if you don’t have all the information so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it)!

 

Okay, now’s the hard part. Ten facts! Let’s do this. Here goes Facts About Me:

  1. I think I’m a little dehydrated, I barely ever drink water.
  2. I’m currently reading Six Of Crows by Leigh Bardugo and I kinda love it a lot. Kaz and Inej are so frikin’ cute, my heart. JESPER IS MY BABY AND I LOVE WYLAN AND NINA AND MATTHIAS and I don’t want anyone to die, I don’t think anyone will die? No mourners, no funerals, amirite?
  3. I’m hella obsessed with the BuzzFeed Tasty videos. They’re just so good and deceivingly easy-looking.
  4. I have this drawer full of random things and I love it. It has mementos from trips and small cards my friends gave me and marbles I’ve collected.
  5.  So, I”m in eleventh grade and how it works here is, there’s three streams: Science, Commerce and Arts, and you choose one of these streams for eleventh and twelfth. I took Arts. But Arts is sort of looked down upon, it’s thought to be for the dumb people and I get so much shit from the Science kids. Ugh.
  6. I always have a black hair tie with me wherever I go, my life essential.
  7. I watched the most recent Brooklyn Nine-Nine episode today and I? Died? The best episode ever, guys watch this show, it’s the best.
  8. I watched this movie, ‘Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle‘ like a month or so ago, and ever since, I’ve been craving burgers so badly, oh my God.
  9. I’m trying to be more organised but it’s not really working. Oh well, effort counts for something, right?
  10. I very much love Matthew Daddario’s face.

 

Ay, that wasn’t that hard, good job me. I nominate:

I hope you guys have fun doing this!

Bye, guys!

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Posted in Poetry, Rant

She’s Such A Slut (oh my god)

Today, a boy came

Up to me and told me

One of my best friends

Was a slut.

I don’t think I’ll ever

Talk to him again.

She’s a smart, funny,

Amazing, sociable person;

But the one thing he notices,

The one thing he brings to

My attention as if I care:

She’s a slut.

It makes me wonder,

It truly does, how just about

Everyone thinks it’s okay to

Make other’s private matters,

Their business. No, you don’t

Have the right to create an

Opinion on something that

Doesn’t affect you and hurts

Someone else in the process.

No one realizes how much it

Hurts someone when their

Friends, the people they thought

They could trust, whisper

Behind their back, and sometimes

In front of their face: she’s such a

Slut, oh my god.

And it’s funny, it truly is,

How when a guy dates a lot of

Girls: he’s such a player, woah,

Mad, how’s he do that, shit,

Congrats.

But hey, when a girl just even

Talks to a lot of guys, it’s all:

She’s such a slut, what the fuck,

She’s banged three guys this

Week, can you believe it?

No, you don’t have the right

To label someone without

Knowing anything about them,

And what if she banged three guys

In a week, how’s that affecting you?

Maybe it was one, maybe five,

Why is it any of your business to

Poke your nose into?

Don’t look at someone and only

See their sexual matters. They’re

More than make out sessions

And blow jobs. You’re more than

Bitching and nosiness. Aren’t you?

 

 

 

I’m not allowed to wish you; to talk to you, really but I’d just like to say happy birthday and I love you. I’m sorry everything’s so shitty; you were one of my closest and oldest friends. I’ll miss you more than you’ll ever know. 

Posted in Rant

HI, IT’S ME, REV!

So after a very very long time, Ebe and I have FINALLY gotten down to doing a collaboration post(!!)

(QUICK STORY: We decided to do one about a year ago but then it got too dragging and we kinda had this huge fight so I got pissed and figured none of us wanted to finish it and deleted that story. Ironically, that story was ABOUT us fighting wow.
((Moral: Don’t write stories about fighting with your bff))

What a strange way to start. But I wholeheartedly agree. 

But… We’re here now so!!! We’ve decided to do the “How Well Do We Know Each Other Challenge”. How this works is that we’ve come up with a bunch of questions that we’re going to answer about each other and once we’re done, each of us will send the other the CORRECT answers. My answers will be in normal font while hers will be pasted in italics.

Prescript (Is it bad I don’t know what a prescript is?): I should do pretty well, considering I know her pretty damn well (I think) let us see, girl 

So lets get straight into this:

Q1) What’s your star sign?

CAPRICORN!!

Good job!! 

Q2) Celebrity Crush?



Uh dammit um… I’m gonna go with Dominique Sherwood because she literally got upset that she didn’t have a Dominique Sherwood in her life.

Okay, first, good answer, and second, IT’S DOMINIC!! Not having a Dominic Sherwood in my life is a very depressing thought, thank you very much. 

Q3) List Of Crushes?

I hate this question.
(Ha my favourite questions so I can trash your disgusting taste in boys.) I hate you. 
1. Stereotypical Jock #1 – SHE WAS OBSESSED WITH HIM! LEGITIMATELY OBSESSED GUYS I KID YOU NOT. It got very very very dramatic at a point and I was what is even happening Oh GOD I WAS NOT OBSESSED!! Okay, maybe a little, but I’m blaming that on eighth grade desperation and all that bad boy/good girl shit on Wattpad. 

2. Stereotypical Jock #2 – This was a considerably smaller crush but seriously man, find some un-jock guys also who aren’t double your height I hate you. This one was better than that one at least(!!)
(SIDE NOTE: Both my idiot best friends had a crush on both of these guys and I still fail to understand why to be very honest) ugh, it’s terrible, why. 


Q4) Know number by heart?



Sort of.. It starts the same way my does (first four numbers are the same) and ends with an 880?

Ay, good job girl. 


Q5) Favourite TV shows?

These questions are super stressful because Ebe has like no particular favourites but I’m going to go with –
a) Pretty Little Liars uh, I mean, I like it and  all but favourite?? 
b) Brooklyn 99 YEEES, best show ever aah. 

You forgot Shadowhunters!!! 
Q6) Harry Potter House?
HUFFLEPUFF ALL THE WAY. Guys. Ebe is the most hufflepuff-est person to ever exist I kid you not.

CORRECT ANSWER!!! HUFFLEPUFF PRIDE!!! 


Q7) If she could live anywhere in the world where would she live?
I THINK I KNOW THIS! CALIFORNIA!!!

California? I mean, yes, I’d love to live there but more New York City, whatta cliche.
Q8) Favourite social media?
You’re literally on like 2 so I’m going to go with WhatsApp (Its not even a legit medium but sure boy)

It counts!! ‘Cause if it doesn’t then I have nothing, and that makes me the worst millennial ever.

Q9) Favourite type of music?
Anything that goes #1 to be honest. Cliche max only she is. Only likes hip fast peppy pop songs. I once asked her to name 5 slow songs she liked and she could name ONE. No authenticity whatsoever ugh (jk ily)

I am not the trashy pop listener!!! I mean. I am, a little but!!! 

Q10) What’s our song?
DO YOU GUYS KNOW THAT SONG FROM BARBIE AND DIAMOND CASTLE?!?! Connected! That’s our song, holy shit. I’m not sure how it became our song but all of a sudden it just was. So there’s this one line in the song that goes “So nothing can break this… nothing can break this… nothing can break this tie” and every time it came on I’d pull the earphones out of her ear to show a broken tie. She would get so annoyed it was hilarious
(This is also my ringtone for her ha)

CONNECTEDDDD PROTECTEDDDD aah I love it

Q11)A topic that stresses her out the most?
The future. Ebe is, 100% of the time, stressed out about her future.

So much stress. It’s decreasing like a little but still!!


Q12) What does she fear?
a) Heights (ironic because she lives on the 9th floor) correct 
b) Being forever alone (?) yesssss legitimate fear 
c) Change (T.E.R.R.F.I.E.D) oh my god don’t get me started 
d) (and again) Future how sad is that 

Q13) Does she have pet peeves?
Uh I’m going with slowwww readers (just because she can read at the speed of light). Also, the terrible terrible Wattpad books she reads. They have such crappy storylines and crappy characters but she still reads them, (god only knows why) and is continuously complaining about them.

Slow readers are so annoying, I mean are you not into the book or something. Wattpad books!! They’re so addictively bad, I love it.

Now over to Ebe to answer these questions lol
Also, Ebe did the same thing on my blog, check it out!!!

Posted in Poetry

Great Love Story 

I want you

To be my


Great Love Story



(And all the other clichés.)



I want you to be


My One that could’ve,


Should’ve left but didn’t.



(Thank you for staying.)



People will say,


“Fifty years? And


They’re still in love?”



(You’ve got me thinking about the future.)(I didn’t think I could.)



Love me now,


Love me then,


Love me forever.



(Just love me.)



If we broke up?


I’d miss your kisses


And your laugh.



(And the both of them together.)



Please don’t go away.


I’d be sad and I don’t


want to be sad anymore.



(You make me happy.)



You promised you wouldn’t


Let me fall and yet,


I managed to do just that.



(And I’m still falling.)(Please catch me.)



Love used to feel


Complicated, I was


Terrified.



(I’m not scared anymore.)(I love you.)



When I listen to


Love songs, I see


Your hands.



(Your face. Your smile. Your eyes. You.)



If I said that I


Want to marry you,


What would you say?



(Are you saying you want to marry me?)



We’re not gonna last,


You know it and so do I


We’ll go our own ways.



(I hope our paths will cross again.)



And sure, I’ll be sad when


There’s no other


Alternative than goodbye.



(Ha, sad. Understatement of the year.)



You aren’t going to be


My forever but at least


You’ll be my something.



(And that’s more than I can ask for.)



I want you


To be my


Great Love Story.



(One day, I’m gonna have a life without you.)(I hope that day never comes.)



(Credits to Rev for being head over heels in love.) 

Posted in Rant

100 Questions

Hey guys! Today I thought I’d do the 100 questions tag I saw on Rutvi’s blog ’cause it looked really fun! Here goes.

1.) what’s your favorite season?

love winter. My birthday, blankets, cold weather’s amazing.

2.) grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.

The truth, however, was stranger still. 

The Lost Symbol!! Dan Brown!! Fave professor, Robert Langdon!!

3.) who was the last person you texted?

Neha about this email essay thing going on in our school. It’s so much fun!

4.) before you started this survey, what were you doing?

I was helping my sis make chocolate cheesecake. I really really want to eat it.

5.) what is the last thing you watched on TV?

F.R.I.E.N.D.S ’cause why not. Millionth rewatch, I’m not even kidding.

6.) without looking, guess what time it is.

4:15ish in the afternoon?

7.) now look at the clock–what time is it?

4:47, ay not bad, good job me.

8.) with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

My sister reading out puns and this Hindi song, Raabta, it’s actually beautiful. Deepika Padukone heart eyes emoji.

10.) do you like fish?

Fish tastes weird. It tastes like the sea, if that makes any sense, I hate it.

11.) mac or pc?

I’m too poor for a mac, pc all the way.

12.) do you remember your dreams?

It’s really rare but whenever I do remember, I remember my nightmares? And they’re all related to natural disasters? I don’t quite understand it, it’s really weird.

13.) when did you last laugh?

Just some time ago.

14.) do you remember why/what at?

My sis and I were seeing who could throw the most cheesecake packets into utensils. She won, I was very annoyed.

 15.) have you ever been to canada?

When I was like 7? All I remember is the restaurant and this street near the hotel which faced the Niagara falls. So prettyy.

16.) shoes, socks, or bare feet?

 Bare feet. Wearing shoes and socks takes way too much time.

17.) do you wear perfume?

Never, actually, but I love how perfumes smell, sometimes I spray them on my wrists.

18.) what is the last film you saw?

Everything, Everything. It wasn’t bad actually. I recommend it. The book’s better however.

19.) if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

I think New York City, but that seems too basic.

20.) if you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?

A whole bunch of books and food.

22.) what’s your favorite band?

Uh, Against The Current’s up there, but I don’t really have a favourite.

23.) have you ever had to have surgery?

Nahh.

24.) do you enjoy school?

Yeah! It’s not bad. I get to spend time with my friends and even classes aren’t that bad. However, when it comes to tests.

25.) what do you think of these questions so far?

I like them! It’s a lot of fun answering.

 26.) are you a righty or a lefty?

LEFTY!! Statistically, it means that I’ll die earlier but according to my friend, that’s only said because in older times, at war, soldiers would hold shields with their left hands, to cover their hearts and they would fight with their right hands. But lefties would hold their shield with their right hands, hence leaving their hearts unprotected and they’d die more easily. According to this, I won’t actually die earlier so, yay.

27.) who made the last incoming call on your phone?

Rev for half an hour? Whatta dramatic boy she is.

28.) what is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?

This document which I had to edit for my dad’s friend. If I do it properly, I’ll get paid!

29.) last time you swam in a pool?

Shit, I can’t even remember, it’s been ages. Swam in the beach however, was in June when I went to Bali with my family. So much fun!

30.) type of music you dislike most?

Uh, I don’t really like classical music, it’s so slow.

31.) are you listening to music right now

Always. Clarity by Zedd featuring Foxes. I love it. You are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need..

32.) what’s your favorite color?

Purple! Okay, this has a backstory. A really bad one but nonetheless. When I was a kid, in school, there was this whole concept of boy colours and girl colours which annoyed the shit out of me. Being the tiny egalitarian I was, I rebelled against the whole system by taking a boy colour (blue) and a girl colour (red) and combining them to make my favourite colour (purple).

33.) is there anything you’re disappointed about?

That rape is a thing.

34.) what was the last thing you bought?

I honestly cannot remember.

35.) sun or rain?

Rain! The smell, the atmosphere and ’cause I live on the ninth floor, the wind is magnificent. The only downside’s that we hang our clothes outside in the balcony, so a lot of times they just fly away.

36.) would you rather go bungee jumping or sky diving?

I’m scared of heights, so none, thank you very much.

37.) what’s your zodiac sign?

Capricorn!!

38.) what’s your hair color?

It’s really dark brown, but not black.

39.) what quote do you live by?

Happily ever after, or even just together ever after is not cheesy,’ Wren said. ‘It’s the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for.'”

This quote’s from Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell and I just really really love it. It gives me hope? Like it’ll all be okay, it gets better.

40.) what’s your favorite zoo animal?

I like zebras and lions and tigers and giraffes and hippos.

41.) do you have any pets?

used to. Not anymore however and it makes me sad.

42.) what color are your eyes?

Brown.

43.) do you wear any kind of jewelry 24/7?

I wear earrings and this ring. I love (ear)rings, they’re so pretty and nice.

44.) do you turn the water off when you brush your teeth?

Oh hell yeah. But the rest of my family doesn’t and I keep having to do it for them. Too annoying.

45.) do you know how to change your car’s oil?

Oh Lord, no.

 46.) do you have any phobias?

Heights, but it’s more of a fear of falling. A little spiders and creepy crawly insects.

47.) what’s your lucky number?

3.

48.) have you ever eaten a crayon?

Is that something people do?

49.) can you solve a rubix cube?

I wish.

50.) what are you listening to right now?

Give Me Novocaine by Green Day. New obsession, I’m telling you.

51.) do you like marmit?

Isn’t that that Australian spread or something?

52.) do you wear the hood on hoodies?

When I’m messing around, yes.

53.) is the glass half empty or half full?

Both.

54.) what’s the farthest away place you’ve been?

I’m in India now so I’ve gotta say Californiaa even though that was when I lived in USA.

55.) do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

Ha. I barely ever untie my shoes.

56.) what’s your favorite radio station?

93.5!! I’m considering changing to Mirchi or 104 maybe, ’cause they play the same five songs on repeat on Red FM.

 57.) are you allergic to anything?

I think I have a skin allergy to gram flour. I’m not sure though.

58.) were you named after anyone?

No.

59.) do you wear glasses/contacts?

Glasses since the end of third grade. I look terrible without them.

 60.) have you ever walked out of a movie theater before the film was over?

No, it seems mean.

61.) what’s your least favorite school subject?

Currently media studies, ’cause it’s getting to be really boring, but I’m hoping it’ll get interesting again!

62.) put your itunes library on shuffle. what song comes up?

 Fly Away by 5 Seconds of Summer.

 63.) do you wear jeans or sweatpants more?

Jeans! The same pair of jeans for weeks. I lovee it.

64.) where in the world would you like to travel?

Europe!! It looks so beautiful.

65.) are you traveling anywhere soon?

I think Goa with my cousins.

66.) have you ever built an igloo?

I don’t think so.

67.) best thing at starbucks?

Iced Caramel Macchiato and Java Chip Frappe. Best.

68.) do you like watching scary movies?

Not really, they terrify me. I’ll watch them with company though.

69.) what’s the best thing about school?

friends, talents day and grad.

70.) what were you doing at midnight last night?

Sleeping lol.

71.) what’s under your bed?

tiles.

 72.) how do you really feel about what you’re doing right now?

I like answering these and I’m eating cookie cake and listening to music so pretty good I’ll say.

73.) think fast, what do you like right now?

Brooklyn Nine Nine!

74.) are you sarcastic?

God, yes.

75.) what time do you get up?

6:45ish.

76.) what was the name of your first pet?

Sea! She was a betta fish, I miss her, aw.

77.) what color are your sheets?

White with yellow tulips on them.

78.) how are you feeling right now?

Not bad.

79.) what was your favorite food as a child?

Peas with melted butter. I tried it again recently, couldn’t last more than a bite.

 (question 80 was a repeat)

81.) can you whistle? 

I try but noo, it’s so sadd.

82.) do you drink soda?

Yes! I was just having Sprite this morning.

83.) have you read the harry potter series?

People who haven’t confuse me.

84.) can you drive a stick shift?

I’m fifteen.

85.) what’s your favorite candle scent?

I’m too uncultured to have one of these, all candles smell good to me.

86.) have your pants ever fallen down in public?

Without anyone pulling them down? That happens?

87.) do you sing in the shower?

Like, sometimes. I usually just think up elaborate scenarios which I enjoy. Uh, not in a perverted way.

88.) can you speak another language?

Hindi, a little French and Spanish. Yo hablo espagnol.

89.) can you close your eyes and raise your eyebrows?

Weird questions.

90.) dogs or cats?

Dogs all the way. But I like cats too, they’re adorable.

91)Do you make wishes at 11:11?

Rarely.

92.) what’s your favorite type of chapstick?

Uh, I don’t really use chapstick but when I do, it’s either like Nivea or Vaseline or Baby Lips or something.

93.) which came first–the chicken or the egg?

Egg?

94.) what are you reading now?

Rereading Carry On! Such a fav, I love it so much.

 95.) can you touch your nose with your tongue?

If I push my nose down, yes.

96.) can you walk in heels?

I mean, kinda but I wouldn’t choose it. I literally only wear this one pair of Crocs everywhere, my friends are honestly going to burn it.

97.) how many rings before you answer the phone?

Around 2-3 to make sure it’s not an accidental call.

98.) any new and exciting things you’d like to share?

I had leftover pizza for breakfast! And I was watching Brooklyn Nine Nine! And I managed to continue writing this story I’d given up on!

99.) what is most important in life?

Happiness.

100.) what inspires you?

Music and books.

 

When this is the longest thing you’ve written in so long, you know you have problems.

I. Need. To. Write. 

Okay, if you’re still reading, I’m judging you a little but yay, hope you enjoyed it! 

Posted in Things I Loved Reading/Listening To

A Brown Girl’s Guide to Gender – Aranya Johar 

The first boy who held my hand told me boys didn’t want to hear about vaginas bleeding. Younger me could smell the misogyny. Vaginas only meant to be fucked, breasts only meant to be sucked, mouths only meant to blow. It’s true, I know. My waist meant to be compared to an hour glass. My voice only meant to quiver, ‘Ugh, please, fast.’ Yet, I am silenced. For all we boil down to is sexual interaction. Not just me, my mother, sisters, friends, all quicken their pace post 8.30 in the evening. My mom telling me to wear skirts out less often. Nirbhaya and more, left forgotten. We don’t want to be another of India’s daughters, do we? So I wear my jeans long and wear my tops high. Don’t show my cleavage or a hint of my thighs. Don’t want to be mistaken for wanting it. Cause if I wear less, I’m more than just flaunting it, I’m risking it. Risking not my virginity, but my life. My hymen seems to be sacred, told to keep it till I’m a wife. If not, I’m a whore, a slut, a skank and more. Not as pure as I was before. 15 year old Laxmi didn’t like 32 year old Guddu back and Guddu dealt with it real maturely, he made her the victim of an acid attack. Laxmi could be your sister, your girlfriend, your cousin. We’re girls, women, human, not a burden. I ask my male friend to drop me home because his privilege will protect mine. I’m sorry dad, for I was catcalled in my uniform at the age of 9. This isn’t an all men thing I know. Trust me, I do. But the men I can trust are only a few. At the age of 12 my bra straps were sexualized. At the same time, we don’t get damn sexual rights. My aunt raped by her husband, but marital rape is fine. Pucker up, it’s a mad design, get in line. So what I’m trying to say here tonight is, I’m sorry I was brought up in a family where my brother taught me wrong from right. Where my mother believes in our generation to better the world. Make it slightly easier for each and every girl. Thank you. For I see men in this room. Reaching out for help, realizing the bane of the womb. Being saved by the sane of a few. We’re all collectively reaching out for you. Thank you.

Posted in Confessions of a Preteen Writer

Confessions Of A Terrible Preteen Writer 

First things first, I used to be a terrible writer. I’m not saying I’m brilliant now, but I like to think I’ve improved quite a bit. 

I was going through some of my old stuff and I swear to God, I cringed so hard. I mean, they were pretty darn funny and I thought, hey, you know what would be funny? If you broadcasted this on your blog for everyone to laugh at! And so, here it is. Do enjoy. 

-X-X-X-

Present me- bold

Fetus me- everything else

The thieves of the… Oh my God, I’m already regretting this. Good title, past me, nice job, creative. 

CHAPTER 1:

I BLACK OUT IN THE CAFETERIA Spoiler Alert much?



Hi.I’m Althea Brown(Ally) and I wanted to tell you about my crazy life .I’m not really good at storytelling but I’ll give it my best shot. Ew, first person. By the way, I wrote this mid my Percy Jackson phase so forgive the parallels.

It all started when… Oh wow, an ellipsis. Intriguing. 
Max and I changed our grades. We had taken a Geo test the day before, and let’s just say, we didn’t do very good. We failed. In my defense, I wasn’t sitting next to anyone smart. Oh, cool girl, copying. That time, I hated Max (for no apparent reason) little bitchy, eh?, but since we both failed, HE thought that we should sneak into the classroom at night and change our grades from an ‘F’ to an ‘A’, a ‘Can do better’ to a ‘Can’t do better’ and a ‘0’ to a ’50’. Weirdly phrased, hm. So we decided to meet up at 12 ‘o’ clock, midnight, and go to the classroom together. Okay, I think I should clarify that our lovely protagonist here goes to boarding school. Or an orphanage, I can’t remember. B&E, good first offence, children. 

The plan worked out great, and we became more than enemies when were y’all ever enemies but less than friends why can’t y’all be friends, that’s not nice. So…allies. We became allies. Allies?! It’s called acquaintances, or nothing.
The next day, I woke up, combed my hair, took a shower, got ready, combed it again and stared at my face in the mirror Thank you for describing your morning routine, don’t know what I would’ve done without it. I had straight brown hair with blue eyes. I didn’t call myself pretty but I ddn’t call myself ugly either Okay in case it isn’t clear, I used to be really bad at describing how people look, I never got how writers just inserted it into a narrative. I walked out of my room wait where are you even going with a big smile, awaitng *awaiting this morning’s surprises. I can’t with this, Jesus.
I heard a really girly scream what is a girly scream, I’d like to know .”Ah”,I thought,”there it is. My masterpiece.” Masterpiece. *shudders rather violently*

I turned around to see a feather-coated girl wth honey dripping all over her, glaring at me. That’s mean, what’d she ever do to you Jenelle Cyrus. She was the rich, spoilt daughter of a mllionaire, until he was shot, oh wow, harsh last year. Jenelle was sent here with a trunk of very fancy clothes and some other things which I didn’t bother to check as I wasn’t gonna use those anytime soon why are you trying to steal things from a girl whose dad just died, what are you, you bitch. Minor detail: she hates me. Probably ’cause you tried robbing her right after her dad died.

I smirked,”Hun, it’s not nice to stare, I ain’t that pretty also.” Oh look at that sass what good sass proud of you fetus me you suck

She was just about to send back a (lame) wow me, you’re so (lame) good retort when her eyes widened and stared at something behind me. I was just about to turn around when I smelt something. Someone grabbed me wow and clamped a damp handkerchief on my nose and mouth. Chloroform. What is this school/orphanage, where is the security, how she being kidnapped in daylight in her school, are there no teachers? I’d never send my kid to this school. I tried to escape but the guy/girl *person had an iron grip. Why is Jenelle just standing there, get help, do something, what is this.

Then everything turned black. Oh wow, cliffhanger, I am so interested to find out what happened. 

-X-X-X- 

Okay so, that was fun. Should I do this again? What did you think of preteen me? 

Posted in Poetry

Their Daughter 

What if they

Cried when

I was born?


What if they


Weren’t only


Tears of joy?




What if they


Were tears


For their


Daughter


Who should


Have been


There to


Smile at


Her new


Sister.




For their


Daughter


Who should


Have been


There to


Hold her


Hand and


Giggle about


How small


It is.




For their


Daughter


Who should


Have been


There.




For their


Daughter.


May 8, 1998 to July 29, 2001.

Miss you, di.