Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell آپ a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer یا a voice actress.
I am interested in سٹار, ستارہ Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My پسندیدہ pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank آپ for giving me your time to read this article! :D
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer یا a voice actress.
I am interested in سٹار, ستارہ Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My پسندیدہ pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank آپ for giving me your time to read this article! :D
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright مالٹا, نارنگی tan
But then one دن she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The اگلے دن at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a ہوم tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had کہا
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do آپ think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright مالٹا, نارنگی tan
But then one دن she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The اگلے دن at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a ہوم tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had کہا
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do آپ think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing آپ whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize آپ are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift آپ once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 منٹ later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing آپ whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize آپ are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift آپ once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 منٹ later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…