I just go back from Chicago. I had so much fun. I learned more about jesus. Getting away from silver was good I didn't have a bad moment. I meat new people. I have new friends and I'm so gald that I went. I don't get to go all over chicago, but thats ok. I got to go on a Odyssey boat. We ate dinner on there and danced. I didn't get very much sleep. We had to get up at 6:00am in the morning, because we had to take a shower. There was four of us sleep in one room. I was me, Marisol, Rachel, and laura. We went to eat breakfast at 7 that go to the Reconciliation at 8 then had mass at 9. There was so much stuff to do.
POOR LITTLE CHRIS...;<
Body: this is a sad story, you should be ashamed if you dont repost this.
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 werent ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Chariles bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now
I 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
Hes 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,
"Im sorry!", I scream
But its 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
Brawled on the floor
My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and dont pass it on
I pray for your forgivness
Beause you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because u r effected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Why do people have to be so mean. I try to be his friend and be there for him, but he just seen like he doesn't want that from me. Maybe I should stop caring about people that need someone to talk to. They are my friends, but they alway push me away when I try to help.
When you lose someone you love so much, you don't know what to do. You look for things to do to keep him off you mind. Every time you wake up you hope thats its just a nightmair, but you know its real. You don't want to eat or sleep. Every time you close you eyes you see him in your dreams. You cry for him at night hopping that he well come back to you. You try to leave him behide, but he hont you like a ghost. As the days go by, you hop things get better and that you would be able to move on. You find someone who
makes you laugh and happy. You start to fall for him, but you see the one you lost. It seems like you can't get away from him. You don't see him for weeks and you think that your over him. You start seeing the one you fallin for. Things start getting better. You feel so happy like nothing could go worng, but then you see him walking, holing hands with someone new. It killed you when you saw that. Then you wish that you shouldn't of gone out with him.
There's one thing I hate about living in a small town. If you go out with a person for 2 years and all of a sudden he wants to break up with you. You think you won't see him for at least 2 week, but no you see him in 6 hours down town. Then you feel like killing him for breaking your heart. I still don't know why he broke up with me. Its hard for me to get over him, because he lives really close to me and I see him every day. It drives me crazy. I wish he would die and go to hell, wait a min we are already in hell. I wish he would just move.
Why do people get into your life? They think that they are smarted then you, because they had sex. Wow they had sex. Whats so amazing about that? I hate people that are like that. I have friends like that I have NO idea why they are my friends. O yeah they need me with out me they wouldn't have a boy friend right now. I hate life.
The way he makes you feel isn't the same. Very thing is different. You try to think if you should say those three words to him. Then you feel your heart break. You feel afraid to open your heart to him. You've been hurt so bad you hide your feeling for him. You know he's nothing like you x-bf. You never felt so happy with this one, but you know your not ready to move on. You have so many thoughts going through your head. You want your x-bf to go away so you can show how much you care for this new person that just came in you life.
Your always on my mind
I run and try to hide
You always seem to find me
So much for being free
You said this would be better for us
I feel locked in a little box
Right now I hate you
I don’t know what to do
You broke my heart
I’m trying to keep it together
But I’m falling apart
I don’t know why I still love you
I hate the thing you do
I hate the way you act
I don’t care what you wear
You treat me unfair.
Your always there tell me I wrong
What did I do to you nothing but
Try love you unconditionall
You’d get mad its all my fault
No matter what I do I cant please you
You told me you love me I thought it was
True then it was all became just was about you I try and try to keep this together but its only getting worse and worse each day now every thing is fading away in to nothing so what am I so to do to have this stay alive so please help my to not test it die I’ll stay strong give you so another chance to being what we had back to life place just try one more time to have me back all I want is one more time .
Why I love you
Sometimes at night I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and I ask myself why,
Why do I love you ,
I think and I smile,
Because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice,
The warmth of you touch,
So many little thing make me love you so much.
The way you support me, even your silly emotions,
The way that you care and show such emotions.
The way that your kiss fills me with desire
And how you hold me with the warmth of a fire.
The way your eyes shine when you look at me,
Last with you forever is where I wan to be.
The way that I feel when you are by my side,
A sense of completion and over flowing pride.
The dreams that I dream that all involve you,
The possibilities I see and the things we can do.
How you finish the puzzle that lies inside my heart,
How deep in my soul you are a very important part.
I could go on for days telling what I feel,
But all you really must know is my love for you is real.
Does anyone know what love is? I dont't think anyone does. Why do we lie to are selfs? We say I love you, but don't really mean it. Maybe at first you mean it or maybe not at all. We hurt eachother by saying these three words. I love you. Some people don't realize what they are saying. I bet every one has heard I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Why do we wast are time to try to find that special some one? I know I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life, but all I do is wast my time on something that isn't real. You say you love me, but you break my heart. All I'm trying to say is love is just a word and a strong word at that. Don't say it until you mean it, show it, and you know what it means.