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Aven: NullaA mixture of blood and sweat hit the cement just outside Van Buren Middle School.The smell of rotten food radiated from the dumpsters just beside us, but it was Aven who was really rotten. Aven, tall, determined, and strong, he was Van Buren’s school bully. People didn’t dare look him in the eye, for that was worthy of a beating. All the students and many of the teachers hated him and feared him but would never let him know. Aven had black jagged hair, solid-brown eyes, and dirt in every place possible. He wore a ripped Jared’s Last Resort t-shirt, worn out black jeans, and obviously passed down Nike shoes. Day after day Aven would walk thougAven: Nulla


Love and Broken Memories.Have you ever felt bedrail, by a friend you held so dear? Have you ever wanted to strike a match, watch it ignite, and just before the flames touch the tips of your fingers, toss it into a pile of your memories?Love and Broken Memories.
I have...
A friend is a person who knows, loves, and trusts. A person who is allied in a struggle or cause, a comrade. This is a friend…or so the dictionary tells me.
I believe a friend is a person whom you have much in common with; a person you can sit on the phone with for hours at a time, conversing, never a dull moment; a person who is there for you whenever you need them; a person who


Water- Dedicated to Fatherthat watery good-bye embrace is slipping through my fingers trying to hold your memory in cupped handsWater- Dedicated to Father
your reflection in the pond is rippled and distorted by stones
dropped from the hand of reality.
i try to hold your memory in my cupped hands as your reflection evaporates
nothing is permanent.


Panda BearsI was five in this photograph holding hands with my double,Panda Bears
my spitting image, my twin sister. I had stuck my tongue to a frozen stop sign pole the morning before at the bus stop. She dared me to do it.
My aunt made our outfits for our first day of kindergarten. I loved my pink one more than her purple one, but they were both made from something that felt like the fur of a kitten. The panda bear, with its secretive mask
of ashy soot, shone like a coat of arms across my tummy. My mother would always call me Amanda Panda.
My sister and I pl


OceaniaIf I should fall from this precious world too soon, Don’t hide me from the rising sun, the fading moon, Don’t lay me to rest amongst the frigid earth, My soul longs for freedom, to break the turf, Don’t let the flowers feed from my fallen soul, i won't find heaven devoured by this hole, Please, please god, carry me far from here, To where skies are deep, and waters are clear, From the hills to the shore, to the sheltered beach, The finals words be said, soft winds to preach, Lay me solemnly upon the sand; I am no longer mine, Here i shall wait silently on the tides of time, &nbOceania
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- Lord Brabazon
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My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. - Vladimir Nabokov
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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead
who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends & says "..that's her"
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