Dark FigureSteadily I walked in the parking lot with two lots. I couldn't feel a thing i was emotionless and not a sound was heard in the Fall sky. I looked upon the trees that were full of red, oranges, greens, yellows and browns. Such beautiful colors they were. I never knew such beauty could exist in such a barren place like School. It was like staring at the dull desert and seeing a Rainbow magically appear. My focus changed to the cars, who's antennas rattled in the wind that did not whistle. They appeared small but that part was fuzzy to my vision. The cars were reds, greens, blues, tans, whites, all sorts I assume. Their colors leaked into the grass that was short and well kept. The walls of concrete forced the grass to stop growing and separated it to keep the two lots apart. The tan white concrete blended into the black asphalt. It lead to two paths that lead in or out. Surrounding it all was the lush greens of bushes and the small houses. I stared in front of me to find a black figure t
WarI tremblein fear and sadness.I cry for deathI feel fragilefrom the crying,I fall to my knees.watching my tears fallonto the bloody grass.the pain I faced was greater thenwatching an enemy fall.I know I must be strongbut how could I?people died andI wonder is there abetter solution to waror a way around it?
Dear YouDear You,I'm breathless and shocked. Your words meant nothing to you, you don't take responsibility for what you say, probably never think if they'll hurt someone like me....I was numb to those words. As i thought of them, i was crushed. Yet it didn't mean to much to me. I feel angry yet i cry over those words. I feel sick as negative words From you pass threw my head. My heart is numb and doesn't feel right. There's a sudden up lift but when i think. . . . of those words I want to. . . .Scream, beg that all those words from you weren't true. It gets harder to breath as thoughts dig into my emotions. I want to feel something, but I'm empty inside and out. Nothing. No emotion is felt or shown. There's just nothing to feel. I have known that they have hated me for who i am! But yet it hurts to know it. You and them talk of sticking up for one another, but on that day....That day! They fell silent like little children being yelled at. But you said things I will never forget. I blacked ou