It was Halloween eve and we had nothing to do.
My sister, Lee was on the computer searching for haunted places, it was a saturday night and her and her buddies we're bored and needed something to do, we were at our grandma's and she lived around alot of creepy places. She searched this cemetary that had alot of spiritual sightings. She of corse no longer believed in all that crap, she was 19. Me and my friend Vanita dared her to go there. "well" she said "you have ta go with me too!". Me and Vanita agreed, Vanita had been to alot of haunted places before, and he thought that he wasn't gonna be scared. So Lee, Miranda, John, Catherin, Ryan, Andy, kristina, Vanita, and me set out to go to this cemetary. We waited till Halloween. Then we piled into the back of John's red pick-up truck and drove to this place. me and Vanita were the youngest of the group, the others were 18, 19, 20, and even 21, and we were trying to prove a point. Miranda was scared even before we were inside, she saw the big gates and just chickened out. "I'm going back to the car, and I'm nOT going in there" she said. "ok, just call us if you see anything out here" said Vanita "or we'll here your screams". We all walked in and looked around, the fog was almost blue under the moonlight. "I'm going to look at that indian grave that they were talking about on the website" said Catherine "I'm going too" said Kristina. Then I didn't see them for a while. John, me, Vanita, and Lee went twords some woods that we thought looked cool, Ryan and Andy went to the back of the cemetary becasue that was apearently where "everything creepy happens". Lee looked at some headstones, "these are creepy" she said, "Ivan Lows"she read the name. Then all of a sudden John fell. "It felt like something grabbed my leg!" he yelled "Stop trying to scare us!" said Vanita, and he slightly kicked John in the head. "Lee looked at the headstone that she had been looking at before "ok Iva, WAIT!" she yelled "that tombstone said Ivan Lows.." she said. I looked at the tombstone, "George Cle-moms.." I said my voice faided off. "The, that tombstone said Ivan Lows, and now......it doesn't". Then we heard children...singing. "ring around the rosy, ring around the rosy". We looked all around but there wasn't anyone there. "That's it! I'm outta here!" yelled John, "right behind ya!" yelled Vanita, and they both ran. Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye, "Lee, did you see that!?!" I said. "stop trying to scare me!" she yelled. "Lee....I'm not joking, i'm serious, I saw something!". Me and Lee ran, we didn't know where we were in the cemetary, we were comfused. "Then we found ourselves at the back of the cemetary. "Andy!, Ryan!" yelled Lee. Then we saw two figures running in the woods next to us. "Thank god we founf you guys!" yelled Lee, she ran to the two almost none-visable figures in the woods. I stayed, I didn't wanna go into those creey woods. Lee ran but then stopped. "They've, they've disapeared!" she yelled. "That wasn't Andy and Ryan" I said "There over there on that mosilium!" I pointed to Ryan and Andy joking around sitting on a mosilium. "Hey you guys" said Andy. "were trying ta get the ghost ta come out and play!" said Ryan. "Knock Knock!" said Andy, "answer will ya, oh wait, ya can't, ur dead!". They started laughing, when all of a sudden they went flying off it. they landed on the ground, "what the H*ll!" yelled Andy. "we were pushed!". "I'm gett'en the H*ll outta here!" I yelled. We ran for a lond time, we finally saw the gates to the cemetary. We hopped in to see John, Vanita and Miranda. "Drive! yelled Lee. "NO" I yelled "what about Kristina and Catherine!". Just then, we saw Catherine, and Kristina, as scared as H*ll running to the car. "we saw children!, they her taunting us and telling us to get out!" yelled Kristina. "Let's do that then!" yelled Vanita. Miranda told us what happened to her, why she was waiting in the car, she said that something was in the back of the truck, looking at her from the window behind her. She said she saw things peeking at her from behind the trees. As we left that cemetary, I could have swore that I saw little children watching from the gates, waving goodbye.
My sister, Lee was on the computer searching for haunted places, it was a saturday night and her and her buddies we're bored and needed something to do, we were at our grandma's and she lived around alot of creepy places. She searched this cemetary that had alot of spiritual sightings. She of corse no longer believed in all that crap, she was 19. Me and my friend Vanita dared her to go there. "well" she said "you have ta go with me too!". Me and Vanita agreed, Vanita had been to alot of haunted places before, and he thought that he wasn't gonna be scared. So Lee, Miranda, John, Catherin, Ryan, Andy, kristina, Vanita, and me set out to go to this cemetary. We waited till Halloween. Then we piled into the back of John's red pick-up truck and drove to this place. me and Vanita were the youngest of the group, the others were 18, 19, 20, and even 21, and we were trying to prove a point. Miranda was scared even before we were inside, she saw the big gates and just chickened out. "I'm going back to the car, and I'm nOT going in there" she said. "ok, just call us if you see anything out here" said Vanita "or we'll here your screams". We all walked in and looked around, the fog was almost blue under the moonlight. "I'm going to look at that indian grave that they were talking about on the website" said Catherine "I'm going too" said Kristina. Then I didn't see them for a while. John, me, Vanita, and Lee went twords some woods that we thought looked cool, Ryan and Andy went to the back of the cemetary becasue that was apearently where "everything creepy happens". Lee looked at some headstones, "these are creepy" she said, "Ivan Lows"she read the name. Then all of a sudden John fell. "It felt like something grabbed my leg!" he yelled "Stop trying to scare us!" said Vanita, and he slightly kicked John in the head. "Lee looked at the headstone that she had been looking at before "ok Iva, WAIT!" she yelled "that tombstone said Ivan Lows.." she said. I looked at the tombstone, "George Cle-moms.." I said my voice faided off. "The, that tombstone said Ivan Lows, and now......it doesn't". Then we heard children...singing. "ring around the rosy, ring around the rosy". We looked all around but there wasn't anyone there. "That's it! I'm outta here!" yelled John, "right behind ya!" yelled Vanita, and they both ran. Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye, "Lee, did you see that!?!" I said. "stop trying to scare me!" she yelled. "Lee....I'm not joking, i'm serious, I saw something!". Me and Lee ran, we didn't know where we were in the cemetary, we were comfused. "Then we found ourselves at the back of the cemetary. "Andy!, Ryan!" yelled Lee. Then we saw two figures running in the woods next to us. "Thank god we founf you guys!" yelled Lee, she ran to the two almost none-visable figures in the woods. I stayed, I didn't wanna go into those creey woods. Lee ran but then stopped. "They've, they've disapeared!" she yelled. "That wasn't Andy and Ryan" I said "There over there on that mosilium!" I pointed to Ryan and Andy joking around sitting on a mosilium. "Hey you guys" said Andy. "were trying ta get the ghost ta come out and play!" said Ryan. "Knock Knock!" said Andy, "answer will ya, oh wait, ya can't, ur dead!". They started laughing, when all of a sudden they went flying off it. they landed on the ground, "what the H*ll!" yelled Andy. "we were pushed!". "I'm gett'en the H*ll outta here!" I yelled. We ran for a lond time, we finally saw the gates to the cemetary. We hopped in to see John, Vanita and Miranda. "Drive! yelled Lee. "NO" I yelled "what about Kristina and Catherine!". Just then, we saw Catherine, and Kristina, as scared as H*ll running to the car. "we saw children!, they her taunting us and telling us to get out!" yelled Kristina. "Let's do that then!" yelled Vanita. Miranda told us what happened to her, why she was waiting in the car, she said that something was in the back of the truck, looking at her from the window behind her. She said she saw things peeking at her from behind the trees. As we left that cemetary, I could have swore that I saw little children watching from the gates, waving goodbye.
It’s the color of you
You always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our orange book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two orange crayons
When everyone else was green
Then you left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
You were in the orange field in the sky
You always said was there.
The orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though you left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone orange in the rainbow
Without you here
I protect my own
Though I wish you were here
Now orange is my color
A color for you bravery
A color for my survival
Orange will forever be our color
Even though death took you away
Forever orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
You always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our orange book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two orange crayons
When everyone else was green
Then you left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
You were in the orange field in the sky
You always said was there.
The orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though you left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone orange in the rainbow
Without you here
I protect my own
Though I wish you were here
Now orange is my color
A color for you bravery
A color for my survival
Orange will forever be our color
Even though death took you away
Forever orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Your heart is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing by you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
You are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times you told everything-
It was a lie, I love you became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. You probably cannot move away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing by you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
You are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times you told everything-
It was a lie, I love you became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. You probably cannot move away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
Some of you may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.
This year I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.
This year I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
