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It's been a year, how can this be? It seems just like yesterday, when I was falling into Hell. I don't like it here... It's lonely without you. I don't have my other half any more, and my mind just doesn't seem quite clear. You're too far away. And there's no chance I can bring you back. I have to wait a life time now, and oh how it seems so long. I remember all the times, that we said I love you. I promise, I really do. I remember standing in my yard, kissing you goodbye. I didn't know it would be the last time. Oh... it hurts so bad. The pain that went thru you, so quick you didn't feel it Is being drug out inside of me

NOW:     And tonight; this quiet night, the night where everything and everyone seemed so much at peace… she took her own life. The feel of that metal still cold and heavy as I pulled it out of her hand. -------------------------------------------------------- REWIND: April 20, 2007………………………………….7:32 p.m.     “I don’t care any more Matthew; at all. I’m done with it, I’m done with all of their stupid shit, because that’s exactly what it is, stupid bullshit.” Katie nearly screamed as she spat the words into her aquamarine colored cell phone

****************************************     Mark and Jim walked a little bit further through the neighborhood after the last person went back into their house.     “Can you believe this place? I can’t believe we ever lived here…but then again, I don’t think it was like this whenever we lived here. Not a bunch of people running their mouths about stuff that they don’t know about.” Mark said with a disgruntled look on his face; reading the mailbox names slowly as he passed by each house.     “Here’s one house we might not want to pass up.” Mark stopped in front of a two story house. The name

BOOKS. They can tell you anything... and make you FEEL anything... happiness, pain, love, hate... well, my “story”, in this “book” is about a small part of my life and how things went from good, to bad, to horrible, and then to what I felt it as... perfect.... My name is Maria Lovette, and this is my story.                My life used to be what most 16-year-old teenagers were.  I had a comfortable house in California, good friends, a mother, a wonderful father, and a big sister, which was two years older than I was. But on one summer night, when not even the wind tasseled with the leaves on the trees in my front yard, a

Ever wonder... what happened? why did we fall apart? How come we don't speak? Where is that spark? Ever question... What's my purpose? Why am I here? Who do i really effect; those I hold dear ?

The second portion of the assignment; to be in the midst of a crowd; ball game, mall, where ever there are a lot of people. I chose a ball game. A Baseball game to be more accurate and exact. Start with their dress. Most come sporting their favorite teams attire upon their shirts and hats. If it's a warm day, as it is today, shorts are the most common choice of lower wear. As to why people act the way that they do whenever they are in this sort of setting? It's simple, in all actuality. If one person is acting loud- cheering for a player, making hollering noises that at any other time would see obnoxious- other people will more than likely

So If I See You Smiling, A Faint Reflection Appears On My Face. I Shouldn't Care Like This, But I Do; And I Still Think You're My Saving Grace. So Please Let This Moment Stay, This Nice Mood That I Am In. I'm Not Used To Feeling Alright, So My Thanks- I Do Send. I'm Not Quite Positive Who I Should Say Thank You To, Cuz I'm Not Too Sure Why I'm In This Mood. But None The Less It's Nice, I Really Don't Need To Cry Tonight. At The Moment Even Happiness, Is A Little More In Sight. So Life Up That Glass, And Let It Chink To The Now. No Questions, No Worries, I'm Not Going To Wonder How.