HurricaneEmily

I'm no poet. I can't rhyme. So I made a um.. non-rhyming poem. This is really out of character for me. Enjoy... I guess. Your words hit me, Like a ...

Let me try a rhyming poem now... My arms swinging at my sides As I run to find a place to hide Twenty seconds until my defeat Trying to ignore ...

This is loosely based on something I used to do during recess in grade one. Only we used sand. *cough* Emily pulled another loose piece of concrete from the wall ...

Chapter 1. The Door They say I'm supposed to be here, that I fit the mold. They say I'm perfect. I've never questioned this before, until my birthday three months ...

Ok, so this is from my old account that ended up being a paine in the butt. I dunno what happened to it. But here is the first version. She ...

Had to make it longer for school. From my old account emashgoo I got 100% =] She was never interested in books, toys, or video tapes. She would sit in ...

Feeling angsty lately. Got a clue why? Pinky swears Squeeze 'em tight Tell someone and there'll be a fight I wish I never told you I hear my secret words ...