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| i scream silently, always, never knowing what lies beyond the four walls that i stare at every day and dream about every night. i am taken away by my thoughts without much of a fight. I close my shock striken eyes and hold them tight, it feels as if i am now in flight. i weave through little childrens nightmares, or perhaps my own, i think that ostriches have now flown. things that are not possible haunt my mind, searching every nook and cranny, hoping they will soon find. that they will find what my last happy thought, and take it away leaving me completely destrought. they float in my mind not daring to leave, like myself not daring to believe, that there are such things that are so mean, such as me not liking to be dirty, but much rather being clean. i would much rather die than scream out my whole life, so i called up a "mentor" quote on quote tormentor. i have heard that a mentor does not really help, but mine did, although she made me yelp. i never knew that the outside world was so strange, about dogs getting rabies and kennel cough and mange. it all sounds so interesting, i think id like to try, but hope fully i wont really die---- *wheeze wheeze, thump* my heart is now a black silent lump. my mentor, i now consider her family, and she told me her name, it is emily. -Gabby |
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The Boy In The Attic - Trapped within those walls He sits there, so content Never knows of all the things So full of wonderment He's happy where he is And yearns for nothing more Than what's inside those dark, thick walls Like anytime before Then on that one fine day A spider slipped right through The crack in the attic ceiling And spun a silk web, too The boy looked at that shiny web And his wheels began to turn A spark of interest stung his mind There must be more to learn The web that spider wove up there So intricate and detailed Made him think about the world He thought he knew so well “Tell me, my dear spider From whence did you come from? How did you get in here and Why do I feel so numb?” The spider answered “Child! You've not seen beyond that door? A turn of that old doorknob Could be the start of something more.” The boy's eyes moved toward the doorway Affixed upon the knob Afraid of what's behind it Yet tempted to go on “The only world I've ever known Is the safe one, right in here The unknown is a risky place A world engulfed with fear.” The wise old spider scurried down And climbed upon his hand The Attic Boy listened, for the spider spoke Like a falling grain of sand “The greatest achievements made on Earth Weren't made by the afraid They were made by being gutsy They were made by being brave “So step outside, and change the world Teach them something new Don't let the fear of falling Ever stop or limit you.” The Attic Boy walked to the door And turned the creaky knob He glanced back at the spider Who gave a wink and then a nod. The Attic Boy lives in us all He's the one that holds us back But Attic Boy's can find their way If you give them the courage they lack - kitty-kat |
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Carnival Mirror Vanity Eat away my every fear, Carnival mirror vanity, I'll walk away from my vanity, Goodbye carnival mirror vanity, -Dayna |
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