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for danny

he is dying, the last thing you want to hear
he drank so much his liver failed, even better right?
I’ve never been afraid of death, but I’m scared for him to die
my step mothers only father who was good to her,
now he is almost gone.
watching the one person I depend on the most, falling apart before my eyes.
Want to cry but I have to be strong, don’t want the kids to keep asking,
where is grandpa mommie?  Why is he in the hospital? Mommie why are you crying?
Can’t answer thier questions because they don’t need to hear the truth..... until we can’t hold it in.
Knowing that the moment we see him in his cascet we will all break down..............

my showcase :)

well my posts are kinda off topic sometimez so yea............


1) my favorite 3 posts are
my perfect world, steve, and skylar story!!

2) my best example of creativity would have to be the story about my pet rock steve, it was really fun to make and it was a true story!

3) the one that shows the most growth is probably tink about it because it shows how i really feel and it reflects me a lot as a writer and at first i wasnt that good of a writer

4) the one that shows im a thinker is most likely beauty because of the emotion and thoughts i put into it

new song begining! comment wat u think

hey so this is the start of my newest song so let me know wat u think!!!!!

got me up all nite tryin not 2 cry
got me broken, wondering y
dont know how somebody could b so cold
guess 4evr dnt mean nothing anymore
said u would nevr leave, but now your gone
got me singing the same old song
 chorus:"u cnt keep ur promises
said she was just a friend
but now she got u
thought i loved u boo"
got my friends worried, not quite sure wat to do
all they know is im hurt cuz of u
thought you would save me
but you just made me worse
cant even look at you now
thats how bad it hurts

steve

This story is about how I got my pet rock named Steve!!!!

well my best friend and I were sitting together on the bus one morning when we had the idea’ to get pet rocks! We thought they would be great pets because they can’t die, they can’t bark and keep you up all night and unlike a dog you can throw them at people and it hurts ( im sure if you got hit with a flying dog it would hurt but for some reason dogs will not let you throw them at people.) So we told our friend jirah to get us each a rock from his driveway the next morning. When he got on the bus he handed us each a rock hers was a dark blue color named bob and mine was a light blue named steve!!!!!!! I took steve everywhere with me, until I threw him at somebody and never saw him again :(

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