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some lives are simple
some aren’t
mine’s not as simple
as yours
mine’s confusing
yours isn’t
mine’s not that interesting
yours is more
interesting
than
mine
yours
is yours
mine is mine.
———————Ricky

The suffering of a stroke is painful
Like death calling you.
Pain circling around you,
Watching you.
Hearing the sirens of the ambulance,
Being pushed to the truck.
Fighting the pain,
People thinking you’re insane.
Crying every night,
Couldn’t eat one bite.
Thinking he will survive,
But instead he flies.
Jason G.

I love the McNuggets of chicken
The chickens are afraid of the wolves
The Chinese wolf loves lo mein
Go dew de de dew to the mink
The mink slows down time
Time controls the humid fog

Do you know who is the fog
The fog confuses the chicken
Chickens have no time
The chickens rose up against the wolves
Who joined the fight other than mink?
They all took a break to eat some lo mein

Do you know what is in lo mein?
Graveyards are full of feathery,festering,frightful fog
The fog conceals the mink
People kill the innocent chicken
So do the wolves
It all happens in due time

The only thing that can reverse time
Is the power of lo mein
And we can defeat the wolves
While we’re under the cover of thick fog
So chickens
Can rescue mink

867-5309 is the number of the mink
1985 was the time
“That’s my favorite song,” said chicken
400 years earlier Earth revolved around lo mein
Have you ever heard of blood fog?
It’s the sacred sign of the wolves

China’s greatest dynasty was the wolves
Kyle is the name of the mink
I’ve seen the unheard of rolling fog
And the vortex of time
The all-mighty god of 7773#$@boinginthebouncehouse is lo mein
Patrick is the name of the chicken

The gray wolves help heal time
The mink orders lo mein
The rolling fog is the friend of chicken

-Adam S.

A hero rises,
A villain dies.
A warrior at heart,
A villain will never fart!

Just by being nice,
You can be a hero.
But being evil isn’t the way to go!
And never just say, “so”.

A hero rises,
A villain dies.
So think it over,
And,
Be a good guy!

A hero rises,
A villain dies!

- Seth A.

I like to
play soccer. I
am short and
I am 14
years old. I
have a cat
a dog.
I live with
MY mom and
MY step-dad.
ME and MY
cat have been
together all My
life. who am
I? I am
Seth. who am
I?
I’M
Just
ANOTHER
KID!
-Seth A.

With two 3’s stuck on the scoreboard,
And two seconds just hanging there
On the clock like an apple ready to
Fall, The solemn boy in the center of
All eye’s, squeezed by silence, seeks
Out the circle with his talented feet,
Soothes his sweaty hands down his
Very dirty uniform. Gently steps back
From the lifeless ball, sizing the
Nervously waiting goalie, then raises
His right hand in the air, points at the
Goalie as if thats where the ball is going,
Slows his heavy breathing, looks, moves,
Runs, And through a stretching stillness of
Silence, smashes the ball with the out-side
Of his left foot. The ball lifts up and forward,
Spins, curves, whizzes, goes towards the
Crossbar until every face in the giant stadium
Begs with soundless screams, slips right below
The crossbar and just barely squeezes through
The goalies padded gloves, and then, and then,
And then, the ball sits on the wet ground
Under the net,
As the winning goal! I won the game!
-Seth

As you disappear
I wonder why
you and I
were together for so long
but now it’s like

the sky is crumbling above us
the ground is cracking
I’m losing you
we’re sinking deeply
I don’t understand

I can only see your weakness
it’s taking us under
you slowly dissolve under the flow of our life
we are no longer together
don’t bother to say you’re sorry because I’m leaving
be sorry because I’m already gone

-Jessica P.

My favorite place is out in the woods.
Hunting, scouting and Just
Being in the woods.

I can hear
The birds chirping
Limbs snapping

Deer in the background
Squirrels in the trees
And if you listen closely
You can hear the silence something
you will never hear
Anywhere else

-Ricky D.

Hancock is down by one
The away Team gets the ball
It’s a fast break
Down the Court
The boy shoots the ball
Up without hesitation
The ball glides
Through the air
With total silence
From everyone
The coaches stare
Watching the balls every move
The score clock ticks down
Eight, seven , six , five, four
The ball hits the rim
Goes around,
And around,
And around
Then.
The ball falls through
The net.
followed by
Sreams,
Laughter,
Excitement.
The score clock hits zero
Game Over!!!

- Jeremy O.

Why can’t i ever be open with my feelings?
I get so embarrassed sometimes, by my own emotions.
Will they think I’m depressing and dark?
Most of the time I’m by myself,
my heart, feeling like it was caught in a raging storm
feeling so shy and lost.

Sometimes i wish i were lost,
so i can sit and be by myself
and think things over. Organize my thoughts and feelings.
Try to understand my emotions
that are spiraling with in me, like the winds of a storm.
Where i could feel cool and calm, in the dark.

But sometimes it is my heart that is dark,
recalling past, painful emotions.
I get caught in a storm,
a storm of feelings.
I get trapped, lost
within myself.

Then right when i think I’m trapped, all by myself.
A light shone from within the dark.
Guiding me through the storm,
so that I’m no longer lost.
Understanding my emotions,
caring about my feelings.

The guiding light, my friends, helping me with my feelings,
helping me conquer those painful memories and emotions.
Helping me not feel lost,
being the light that pulls me from the dark,
showing me how to find myself,
showing me the path through the storm.

The violent, angry storm
is calming down, my feelings.
I’m not trapped or lost
within my, now not dark
heart. I myself
have control over my complex emotions.

The dark in my heart has passed like a storm.
Now i understand my feelings and emotions.
Part of me was lost and now found, now i can be myself.

-Sam G.