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Well, the poem of the week is going to be about friendship. Now the reason I did friendship is because yesterday, I was at a E-Kids event at my church. It was called E-Kids Olympics. Well, I was throughing a basketball in a hoop when I hit my BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD right by the eye with my elbow. I tried to help her but she was mad and ran off. The only thing I can think about now is her. She won't talk to me and I'm REALLY sad. So Mikee, this poem is for you!

Thank You

You made me remember the good times
When I could only remember the bad
You promised me a return
Of the peace I long ago had
You never left me alone
When that was what I wrongly thought I needed
You never dwelt on my faults
Instead you pointed out when I had succeeded
You made me laugh
When I felt I would cry
You made me live
When I wished to die.
Thank you.

I love you Mikee! =)
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Poem

Hello everyone! I found this poem on the Internet and started to cry when I read it. It is a very sad poem I am starting this new poem thing where I find different poems on the Internet and post them on here once a week. And yes I will give credit for whoever wrote them. So here we go!


“My name is Chris,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen..
I cannot see.I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made,
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better,
I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my mommy,
Would still want to hug me.
I can’t do a wrong,
I can’t speak at all,
Or else I’m locked up,
All day long
When I’m awake,
I’m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren’t home..When my mommy does come home,
I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe I’ll just get,
One whipping tonight
I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie’s bar
I hear him curse,
My name is called,
I press myself,
Against the wall.
I try to hide,
From his evil eyes,
I’m so afraid now,
I’m starting to cry.
He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more,
I finally get free,
And run to the door.
He’s already locked it,
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken..
’I’m sorry!‘, I scream,
But it’s now much to late,
His face has been twisted,
Into a unimaginable shape.
The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Chris,
I am three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.” :(


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HELP!!!!!!!

Hello everyone. Long time no blog! I haven't posted in a while but I should be picking up the paste. I had a really cool blog post but it had to do with pictures. I used my brothers camera that takes a special chord. And now, I can't post them on until I find the chord... THANKS ADRIAN! So, I decided to ask for help. What I'm trying to say is if anything happened recently that you find funny, and you have pictures to, or a video, or nothing but just words! I can use all the help I can get. And if you wanted me to say this post was created by: your name. And if you didn't care I wouldn't put it. So, thanks for your help and hopefully I can find the chord! Enjoy!