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
"Overall, I can say that I do love him.."<3
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…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell آپ who you're not, یا who آپ can never be. what's it take to get آپ to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would آپ say, what would آپ do, if this was your last day? so, آپ found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think آپ need to know that, of all the colors that آپ shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. آپ should think about what آپ do, befor آپ do it, over and over again. i know آپ feel alone, that know one can figure آپ out, but آپ sould know that we just love to see آپ smile.i know آپ feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help آپ come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think آپ need to know that, of all the colors that آپ shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. آپ should think about what آپ do, befor آپ do it, over and over again. i know آپ feel alone, that know one can figure آپ out, but آپ sould know that we just love to see آپ smile.i know آپ feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help آپ come back.
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If آپ don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
آپ and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My دوستوں had to like آپ a lot
and آپ felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
آپ think you're mr. I'm so cool
but آپ used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people آپ love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made آپ feel much better.
But the fight we had,
آپ کہا was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell آپ gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
آپ and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My دوستوں had to like آپ a lot
and آپ felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
آپ think you're mr. I'm so cool
but آپ used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people آپ love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made آپ feel much better.
But the fight we had,
آپ کہا was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell آپ gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
