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This is How Good I am with WordsI’ve got a secret that I have barely even acted on yet
I bet that last line was confusing–
Well, I guess I meant to say that first line–
I’m sorry, I’m not too good with my words.
That’s part of the secret though.
It’s actually kind of an embarrassing secret,
Involving relationships and words and stuff like that because
I can speak well through my fingers and ink,
But not with my mouth,
Because when my brain creates words for my mouth to speak
It tends to screw things up pretty often,
But when my brain creates words for my fingers to write
They actually come out pretty okay.
Maybe it’s because I know that I can’t annoy the paper
(Like I’m probably annoying the reader)
With the amount of words that I say,
How they come out,
How long it takes me to say them,
And what I’m trying to talk about.
Four New SeasonsThis world begins anew in the beauty of spring.
Its warmth is just again beginning,
Its light shining a bit brighter through the green leaves of the trees
Only to touch the ground ever so softly.
The light stays for a bit longer during its brand new days.
The newest forms of life open their eyes in the morning’s light,
Awakening again by their parent’s sides.
The warmth of the light grows stronger as the days turn to summer,
And the young continue to grow with it.
They learn about the world around them,
And experience the beauty of the summer’s new days,
Like how the rain ends as quickly as it starts
And how to search and hunt for the things they need.
But like the summer rain, summer ends as quickly as it starts.
The beginning of autumn brings the onset of change.
The leaves upon the trees, that once were green
Now are dying off, and turn new shades of colors.
The days get chillier about half way through,
Leaving the young ones, now much older, to change like the lea
Failure is Instructive“Failure is instructive.” –John Dewey
I have failed many times in my life. There are countless things that I have done wrong. I have so many regrets, it’s hard to keep count of them all. There’s nothing about my failures, my mistakes, and my regrets that I can change.
Except improve from them.
Improvement is a solution, right? I can learn from my mistakes. I can make right what I have done wrong. My failures are not the only things that define me. Sure, I can’t exactly fix my regrets, but I can at least try. My successes are a part of me too. They are just as a part of me as my failures are.
Even though I am one to give up when I feel like things are too hard, and sometimes I can’t help myself from seeing both myself and the world around me negatively, that doesn’t mean that I act that way constantly. I am not perfect. I know that all too well. I can rattle off a list to you about what I don’t like about myself,
How I See MyselfI’m not a stereotypical human being
I’m not a stereotypical teen
I see and know and feel
Differently than people expect
I see patterns and equations to get through:
Life, death, religion, and class that
Eventually leads to the same thing;
A class act of religious life and death
I know too much about everything
I know too little about the same thing
That she was talking about last week
Or is it next month?
I feel as different as everybody else
But everyone else is the same person
One way or another or exactly the same
As the guy who sits in the corner alone
My life is a dream in comparison to
Just what people think of me
There are things that they know
And secrets they aren’t telling me
I don’t know what I’m doing
Where I’m going or who I want to be
I don’t know how to live or die
Or even do geometry
All I know is all that I can do
I can get through my life on my own
Somehow by myself, but maybe not alone
I’ll need that helping hand and a
The Intro VersionMy silence shouldn’t be frowned upon
My words are more important than you think.
Don’t see my silence as rude,
Don’t you dare think that I’m dumb.
I may not always raise my hand to give the answer,
But that’s only out of fear.
Fear of the limelight,
Fear of the attention,
Fear of the judgement
That others put on to me.
Those fears are just as bad
As his fear of heights, her fear of the dark,
All of the things that you fear-
And everything that fits in between.
I treat my fears quietly.
I fight all of my wars wordlessly.
An introvert is what I was yesterday,
An introvert is what I am today,
An introvert is what I’ll be tomorrow.
There’s no changing that.
The Liar's TruthLies, lies, lies
and truths, truths, truths.
Neither can distract me from
how I feel about you, you, you.
Meeting in the Moonlight The ground is chilled by the night’s subtle breeze. The nearly full moon decides to show itself tonight, and reflects its light in the slightly choppy water of the New York City harbor that’s sits before me. The small hill I sit on, in this small, empty park near the Brooklyn Bridge gives me a perfect view of the city’s lights twinkling in the night, replacing the stars they removed years ago. The only thing that separates me from that city now is the harbor. The only thing that separates me from that harbor is a few yards of grass, and an asphalt path. All of these things are seen by only the moon and I.
I’m the only one in this park right now, in the middle of this silent night. This is my time. This is my time to think. My time to be alone. My job surrounds me with people who talk at me, not to me. With my roommate comes parties and borderline alcoholism. Nothing makes me more relaxed, more at peace with both myself a
Frozen Knucklesbroken bones
ATWC's Frost part 1Chapter 1: Do You Want to Build a Snowman?
“I remember my parents telling me this many times as a little kid. There was said to be some type of prophecy saying that one day, the Kingdom of Dreams would have a ruler with a frozen heart that would cast the kingdom into an eternal winter. And the only way to save the kingdom was some type of sacrifice,” narrated a female voice, “For a long time I thought it was just a stupid story people tell to scare each other or just a fairy tale. However, I would learn it was true…and it all began years ago…”
It was a cold late evening as a group of men have already arrived to a frozen lake to make some blocks of ice before nightfall to sale to the kingdom below as they started to sing.
The men: Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining
All of the men continued working on making the blocks of ice including a
Swampy murky water, continuation
Note, no there is no waccum machines in this universe but... Well don’t ask why Fall compares something to a waccum machine e___e
Also this doesn’t take up exactly where the other story left. After their first meeting Flower demanded to see him more and when she got tired of waiting she decided to search for him herself.
Why did she always have to get herself into trouble? Sure it was cute that she had tried looking for him on her own but it was also highly dangerous... Why hadn’t she listened when he had told her to wait for him... He sighed and continued looking around the swamp... Her whole village had been starting to look for her so he kept himself well hidden and out in the deeper waters...
Fall continued swimming further and further out the swamp, where could she be? She wasn’t in the swamp that was for sure, and she wasn’t in her village since they were looking for her... Maybe the current had taken her and her boat?
The currents was kinda
MLP: In For a Spell
Passing into the Golden City of Tambelon through the Northern Gates in their little red and green open carriage, the little filly Candy Apple and her mother Cheerilee sit close together as they enjoy their usual morning ride to Tambelon Elementary School...to take part in another fine day of learner and teaching. Even as it is only half an hour until eight, the loving mother and her precious daughter are always keen to arriving early for a bright and beautiful start.
Candy's smile brightens when she turns her attention to the many citizens of the glorious golden city already up and about, heading straight for work, jogging on the sidewalk, or just enjoying the warm spring morning that the weather pegasai in Cumulai above are working hard to maintain. It is always a pleasant sight to see the the various creatures, pony and otherwise, working together in friendship and harmony.
"It's always so pretty here, Mama...as well as busy..." Candy express
MLP: Stripes and Spots
To the southeastern area of the beautiful and prosperous Kingdom Island of Tambelon, rests the grassy Scaly Spring Hills where the meadows and hills scale high as a dragon may fly. With flowers all in bloom during this warm, spring season...the dragons and changelings that make their homes here relax and enjoy all that is before them.
Cool waters within the great lakes rest in the center of it all, and most come to either drink or to bathe. As the dragons beat their mighty wings, the green blades of grass flow in a rhythmic pattern that resemble the waves of the mighty ocean surrounding Tambelon. With so much to see on the outside, along with the crystal caverns within the hills themselves, it is a perfect day to enjoy the weather and the good company of good friends.
But other than the usual activities that occur around this area that is but one of many paradises found within this prosperous Kingdom, today is where a large group of Cutie Mark
ATWC's Frost part 2Chapter 2: For the First Time in Forever
Two years had passed since the death of Charming and Cinderella. On a warm and summer day, all the ships had sailed over to the Kingdom of Dreams and all the people were coming to the kingdom because today was a very special day for the kingdom’s people.
Sly had finally reached the age and it was time for him to take over his parents’ place as the new king of the Kingdom of Dreams.
A rabbit named Oswald was welcoming people as he smiled.
“Welcome to the Kingdom of Dreams. Watch your step please, the gates are about to open soon,” said Oswald.
“Ib, Garry, why do I have to wear this?” asked a young girl named Mary as she pulled as the choker she was wearing.
“Because the king has come of age,” explained Garry with smile.
“Yeah, it’s Coronation day,” explained Ib.
“But that isn’t my fault,” pouted Mary.
While everyone was seating up decorations for the specia
Pennies clanked onto the cemented floor of the telephone booth as the nervous teen's fingers searched anxiously through his wallet, not realizing the dimes, nickels, and dollar bills that had he had dropped.
Firey looked desperately, as a bit of sweat rolled down his face, until finally he pulled out a quarter, rushing as he stuffed it into the slot of the Payphone.
He dialed in the numbers, mumbling to himself.
Picking up the phone with his right hand, he stuck his lefty in the pocket of his jacket, waiting for her to pick up the phone.
"Come on, Firey. You can do this. Be a man," he told himself as he waited, realizing how unusually wet the palms of his hands were.
Some sort of heat-resistance defect he had from birth never let moisture really get on the outside of his body without burning up into steam.
A sobbing female voice could b
Love Hexagon 10: Heart and Soul3 Days Earlier…
"I'm just saying," Amy says as she is having a conversation with Cream and Tikal in front of her opened locker, "I think the school should also have some vegetarian and vegan courses. I mean, we can't always have meat and greasy fast food every day. That's just disgusting."
"Yeah, I couldn't agree with you more," Tikal remarks, "I've been a vegan for almost five years and I can't stand the cafeteria food anymore. Plus, I'm looking forward to share some of my favorite recipes to the school, like my tofu dumplings and veggie stir-fry."
Cream makes eye-contact with the eco-friendly female, "I actually liked your tofu dumplings. I don't know why your boyfriend made such a big fuss about it."
Tikal chuckles and shrugs, "Well, you know my Knuxie. He's a carnivore jock; he has to have 'real' protein in his system in order to play football."
Amy giggles back, "If you're a vegan and he's a carnivore, then why did you two date?"
"Opposites attract. Also, that's some
ATWC's Frost part 4Chapter 4: Let It Go
Meanwhile on the north mountain, a lone figure was walking up the snowy mountain; it was none other than Sly. The raccoon continued to move, not stopping and not looking back towards the place he once called home. After all, there was no way he could ever go back. Not after his powers were revealed to everyone in the kingdom, including his own sister. Sly kept moving as he started to sing.
Sly: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
Sly turned his head in the opposite direction and then turned to continue walking.
A kingdom of isolation
Sly stopped in his tracks and stared out at the snowy night sky.
And it looks like I’m the king
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
He closed his eyes and sighed sadly.
Couldn’t keep it in
Heaven knows I tried
He then continued to walk.
Don’t let them in,
Don’t let them see
Be the good boy you always had to be
ATWC's Frost part 3Chapter 3: Secret Reveled
The coronation party had just begun as the musicians played their instruments and everyone dance. They all celebrated for Sly taking the rightful place as the new King of the Kingdom of Dreams. The music stopped and everyone applauded a bit and turned to wait for the king and princess arriving.
“King Sly Cooper of the Kingdom of Dreams,” said Tenzin.
Everyone bowed as Sly walked slowly to the front of the throne chair.
“Princess Ciel of the Kingdom of Dreams,” said Tenzin.
Ciel quickly ran to the front, a few feet away from her brother. However, Tenzin cleared his throat and escorted her closer to Sly.
“Here? Are you sure? Because I don’t think I can…” started Ciel.
Ciel now stood next to her brother and everyone applauded. Ciel was a bit nervous of being close to Sly because they haven’t talked since what happened back when they were kids. This was a little awkward for Ciel.
StorytellerI wish I could collect people's stories
and put them into a book.
You know, the stories people tell their friends
at the lunch table
before and after school
minus the more personal stuff, of course
and the mean comments are out too-
but all of that-
all of the stories, I mean-
I wish to share with the world in a book.
I want to tell the stories
that people tell their friends and family
about their days
I want to hear the colors
see the words
taste the pain and joy
that others experience in their stories.
I wish to tell people's stories
in a book for you and I to read
so that we could share our stories
with each other
one of these days.
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