cute!

i just thought that this guy was really cute

Wars

In the news you see
Fifteen dead here
Two hundred dead there

What is it with wars?
It seems like
We are always involved

All that they are is
Excuses to kill people
Millions lie dead

Half of them you killed
The other half
Were your best friends

Who likes wars?
The only good thing is
Your enemies die

But, in the end
So does everyone
That you love

You can’t even celebrate if you win
You’re too busy
Grieving what you have lost

You end up killing
People that could have
Been your best friends

The Closet- Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I stared at him in shock. “What?” I asked him. Was he serious? Oh, my god! He has known me approximately 24 hours, and he wants to marry me?

I mean, I’m only sixteen. And he’s only eighteen! But he was still asking me to marry him! Now, don’t get me wrong, he’s very hot, totally sexy, and hey, he’s the president’s son! This could be good for me and my family. Hey, I could get a hot boyfriend, oops no, I mean husband!!! I just don’t know I if want to marry someone yet. It’s kind of a major commitment, and I’m still in high school!

Still, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I also didn’t want his dad to get mad at my mom and dad. This was not a good situation. But still........... I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, and what was there to lose?


I leaned over, nestled up to him and smiled. “Sure, no problem” I said. “I’ll marry you.”

The Closet- Chapter 4

Chapter 4

As we were gently floating through the air, the president’s son and I had opposite reactions. He was having a great time. I was terrified.

“Where are we going?”, I asked him, puzzled at how we would get where we needed to go.

“I don’t care honey, as long as I’m with you.” He said trying to lean closer to me.

Uh oh. This was starting to get creepy. I would have jumped out and ran away as fast as I could. One problem. I was in a hot air balloon at approximately 500 ft. in the air!

He leaned over again. I scooted as far away from him that I could in the crowded balloon. “What are you doing?”, I asked him. “I just met you!”

“I love you,”, he said. “Will you marry me?”

The Closet- Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As it turned out, a lot could actually go wrong. We boarded Air Force 1 ½, his own private plane, and took off. My parents had given me a credit card so I could buy all of the clothes that I needed in Paris. My parents had said yes right away when I asked about France. I mean, he was the president’s son; he had to be nice, right? They knew his father, he had eight bodyguards with him, so everything will be fine, right?

Everything was fine until about one o’clock. That’s when we saw the green smoke rising from the navigational equipment. That’s when the plane started to go down. And down it went, spiraling crazily as it fell through the clouds. We were going to die!

We probably would have, had it been anything but one of the White House planes. You see, this plane was special. It turned into a hot air balloon! As we were falling, the wings were falling off, and a balloon was rising from the top. Then we were swept away, into the night riding on the Presidential Emergency hot air balloon.

Chester

I hold him in my hands
He is cold and still
No longer the lively hamster
That he once was


He is still furry,
But he no longer moves at all
I knew that he was sick
But I can’t acknowledge
The fact that he is gone


When I got him,
Two years ago, it seemed
Like he would
Never go away

Wait! Now I saw his leg twitch!
Maybe he is still alive!
But no, now he is still again
Never to move again


The tears come fast
Pouring down my face
They fall onto his little body
And my hand shakes as
I brush the watery droplets
Off of his little body

He was my favorite pet
Now he lies in my hands
Dying or already dead


I don’t know if he’s gone yet
But I do know
That he’s never coming back