

Class Poem2013, a noisy teen. Looking big and sounding mean. Ripping posters off the walls That's because they don't have ballsClass Poem
2012, those moral selves Quiet, quiescent, as we would like The class of standards and hope we see
2011, they have no class They think they're cool and have their sass But they are juniors, and they will be The solemn ones, the losers be
2010, not needing zen The class of seniors, and greatness come The fires burn in worldly hearts The emotions pour in screams and shouts


DiscoveryHe woke up. There was complete darkness.Discovery
"Ah, so you are awake now."
"Who are you?"
"That is none of your concern."
"What do you want?"
"You will find out soon."
"Why am I here?"
A light turned on.
"I believe I should be asking that question."
"What do you mean?"
The bonds were removed.
"While on patrol, you were kidnapped. However, you were taken from the inside, not from the outside."
"What?"
"Your position has been compromised."
"How?"
"It was simp


Final LevelI woke up in a daze. I looked upward to see a white ceiling, bounded by four white walls, bounded by a white floor. I tried to remember what had happened before, but failed. I could not remember anything before the moment of my waking. I faintly remembered a noise, and then silence.Final Level
A doctor entered and told me about what had happened.
"You are suffering from amnesia. You have locked away all former memory of who you are. You require an event that will allow you to access your subconscious and thus your memory. You are now dismissed."
Before I left the hospital, I heard an uttering...
"7 day


ConflictHe was walking down the path, slightly perplexed at recent events. It was unlike of there to be so much doubt. He was unsure of himself now, what he thought he was destined to become. A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark forest, and a reminder of what had happened the day before struck him like lightning.Conflict
He deviated from the path, instead deciding to trek through the forest. Deep in thought, he didn't realize the time. The weather started to change, for the worse. Clouds billowed overheard as the warning before the attack. A bolt of lightning struck the earth, and transfixed at the bolt, he stared into space. He came back


Carriage RideWhen I close my eyes, the stars are brighter When I open them, the sky is soft When I look straight ahead, the lights are whiter But one by one disinterest turns them off When I lean back my head, the world is spinning This magic keeps me safe from my own storm If life is just a game, then I am winning If life runs in the blood, my blood is warm My feet above the ground, I cannot stumble For once I am the whole and not apart Within my mind the thunder ceased to rumble The only rumble is a purring heart On this clear night there isn’t any static Who cares if this isCarriage Ride


Positive ReinforcementI told a friend today that she is faultless, something everybody needs to hearPositive Reinforcement
as many (or more) times as necessary, in calming air that swirls around the ear.
I thought I could begin to build the fact'ry of support inside her that she needs. To hear
those lovely words is to be hypnotized by notions that sound fake around the ear,
but resonate within the heart. They slowly turn to all you ever need to hear.
Although they were not true, I did believe; the echoes kept me warm around the ear.
Now numbers show my merit all along  


Young Minds At PlayThe hammock swung low under the starry sailor-blue sky. There weren't many clouds, but they screened vacationers’ view of the waxing moon like Venetian blinds. The beeches and conifers stood still, and the maniacal laughter of a loon rang across the unmoving lake.Young Minds At Play
Rachel’s sandals scraped the ground, collecting pebbles, brown sand, and mica between her toes. She shivered. Nature’s logic was still intact here; the earth beneath her still turned to ice when the sun sank behind the mountains. Her eyes studied the water through the trees. The cold bypassed her pale skin and gone straight to her blood.
She looked down at
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98% of teenagers have tried drugs or alcohol. Paste this into your signature if you like toast.
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Did you know that the Humpback whale is the animal most likely to tear you apart by fucking you up the ass with its dick?
No I didn't. Did you know that 95% of the time, people believe made up statistics?
Did you know fire is dangerous?
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Did you know that the Humpback whale is the animal most likely to tear you apart by fucking you up the ass with its dick?
No I didn't. Did you know that 95% of the time, people believe made up statistics?
Did you know fire is dangerous?
But yiiis, welcome to DA!
I haven't written *anything* a quite some time, so your experience will be a bit boring unless you find lots of people to watch. Fortunately, *almost* everyone here on DA is friendly.
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