Why did I have to lose it, it was the most important thing to me. I planed on being something. I wanted to be a millionaire, I hoped for a husband, children. But, instead am stuck on this white bed not able to move, talk or smile. People say that it wasn't my fault, but I know the truth. I think there going to pull the plug soon, let's hope not. I was the one who had to much to drink and lost my mind. It was my fault I was like this, the worst part is my family is suffering because of me. I wish they wouldn't cry so much, I am not worth it. I killed three people who didn't deserve to die. Three people who also had family and friends who cared. I change my mind they should hurry up and pull the plug am not worth it.
Why did I even bother, trying to live life is pointless anymore. I lay there sobbing into my pillow, trying to remember. Where in the world I left that forsaken ring? I can't take her to dinner without that ring. I feel as tho I can't go on, I want to marry this girl. So dearly I wish to propose to her tonight at our dinner. But without that forsaken ring I can't fulfill my wish. It would take to long to earn enough to buy another. Why does this have to happen to me?
My mothers friend her name is nan she lost her son two years ago. Her son Christian, was at school and he had a seizure while he was laying in his bed and while he was having a seizure he turned around and his head was facing on the pillow and suffocated and died. He had seizures before this incident. Everyone was in pain because of it.
The only one that truly mattered to me The only one who understood me The only one that didn't leave me when things got rough The only one who accepted me The only one that wanted me as much as I wanted them The only one who loved me The only one that I loved
That damn driver He was obviously crossing the street
But he didn't slow down He sped up with a sense of urgency
Why did he do it? Why kill an innocent person who was loved?
When you lose something it's gone, never coming back. Poof. Isn't the thought of that intimidating, frightening? No. I think it's beautiful and exhilarating. The idea that my life will forever be changed by the lose of one thing, just one factor in your life. I adore it and the power it possesses. So I take because as long as I am taking others are losing. They may not understand it at first, the inevitable rush, but they'll come to realize that it is what keeps us alive. The anger, the passion, the pain. We must lose to live, and so I take.
The following is based on true events. (Some details may have been tweaked.)
As if Mondays weren't bad enough... Her day started out missing the bus, getting to school late, only to find out she wore her uniform and everyone else wore jeans. "Just make it through the day. You know what's waiting at home, everything will be okay." She trudged herself along. She endured stupid people, mean people, and just plain awkward people. But it would all be worth it. After a full 40 minutes of torture on the bus, she took two triumphant steps into her house. She made it through the day, and her prize had been waiting. She ran to her hiding place, but it was gone. Crumbs and a crumpled up wrapper were all that remained. She couldn't hold back the overflow of her years when she heard her dad say, "was that your subway?" Rest in peace, spicy italian sub... And rest in peace dad. ... Yes I did cry because my dad ate my sub. Don't mess with my food. No I did not really kill my dad.
Why did I have to lose it, it was the most important thing to me. I planed on being something. I wanted to be a millionaire, I hoped for a husband, children. But, instead am stuck on this white bed not able to move, talk or smile. People say that it wasn't my fault, but I know the truth. I think there going to pull the plug soon, let's hope not. I was the one who had to much to drink and lost my mind. It was my fault I was like this, the worst part is my family is suffering because of me. I wish they wouldn't cry so much, I am not worth it. I killed three people who didn't deserve to die. Three people who also had family and friends who cared. I change my mind they should hurry up and pull the plug am not worth it.
ReplyDeleteHi
DeleteI am going to have to insist that your write something cheerful!
DeleteWhy did I even bother, trying to live life is pointless anymore. I lay there sobbing into my pillow, trying to remember. Where in the world I left that forsaken ring? I can't take her to dinner without that ring. I feel as tho I can't go on, I want to marry this girl. So dearly I wish to propose to her tonight at our dinner. But without that forsaken ring I can't fulfill my wish. It would take to long to earn enough to buy another. Why does this have to happen to me?
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the blog, Devyn!
DeleteMy mothers friend her name is nan she lost her son two years ago. Her son Christian, was at school and he had a seizure while he was laying in his bed and while he was having a seizure he turned around and his head was facing on the pillow and suffocated and died. He had seizures before this incident. Everyone was in pain because of it.
ReplyDeleteI didn't lose something
ReplyDeleteI lost a person
The only one that truly mattered to me
The only one who understood me
The only one that didn't leave me when things got rough
The only one who accepted me
The only one that wanted me as much as I wanted them
The only one who loved me
The only one that I loved
That damn driver
He was obviously crossing the street
But he didn't slow down
He sped up with a sense of urgency
Why did he do it?
Why kill an innocent person who was loved?
That damn driver
He wasn't loved
Ooooooh the ending!
DeleteMy thoughts exactly, Felicia
DeleteWhen you lose something it's gone, never coming back. Poof. Isn't the thought of that intimidating, frightening? No. I think it's beautiful and exhilarating. The idea that my life will forever be changed by the lose of one thing, just one factor in your life. I adore it and the power it possesses. So I take because as long as I am taking others are losing. They may not understand it at first, the inevitable rush, but they'll come to realize that it is what keeps us alive. The anger, the passion, the pain. We must lose to live, and so I take.
ReplyDeleteI love this. Super creative. The last line is so....BA. Can I say that? Probably not. But it is, and I love it.
DeleteIt literally took me five minutes to figure out what BA meant. I was like, is Danielle pretending to be a sheep? Hahaha thank you :)
DeleteThe reflection off the pavement
ReplyDeleteSucceeding a storm
Enchanting views of the sunrise
On an early summer's morn
It's all gone.
The crystallized snow
Worn proudly by the trees
My baby's sweet smile
As she's laughing at me
It's all gone.
The twinkling stars
That adorn the night sky
The obvious love
When she caught his eye
It's all gone.
The scenes of this life
Faded black through my eyes
It's the lack of appreciation
That took them, and made me blind.
It's all gone.
Loving your work as usual! Definitely one of my favorites, moving and enchanting
DeleteMary! This is brilliant!
DeleteMissing Person
ReplyDeleteIf you have any information regarding Elena Marie Thompson, please call the number indicated below.
Please, we just want our daughter back home, safe and sound.
This is so creative!!! Like, nobody even thought about doing this! It's so simple, but absolutely perfect for this!
DeleteI love this! It makes me think...
DeleteMind blown.
DeleteThe following is based on true events. (Some details may have been tweaked.)
ReplyDeleteAs if Mondays weren't bad enough... Her day started out missing the bus, getting to school late, only to find out she wore her uniform and everyone else wore jeans. "Just make it through the day. You know what's waiting at home, everything will be okay." She trudged herself along. She endured stupid people, mean people, and just plain awkward people. But it would all be worth it. After a full 40 minutes of torture on the bus, she took two triumphant steps into her house. She made it through the day, and her prize had been waiting.
She ran to her hiding place, but it was gone. Crumbs and a crumpled up wrapper were all that remained. She couldn't hold back the overflow of her years when she heard her dad say, "was that your subway?" Rest in peace, spicy italian sub... And rest in peace dad.
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Yes I did cry because my dad ate my sub. Don't mess with my food.
No I did not really kill my dad.
Hahahahahaha! You just put my worst nightmare into words.
DeleteI died!! This is the best! No one eats my subs.
DeleteYou're a weirdo, but I am totally feeling this!
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