Up out of the sea, Now up on landOnce upon a time, in the waters deep, in an ocean far away, there lived a mermaid. She lived and grew up in a palace in the sea, for she was the youngest of seven princesses. She had everything, she had a wonderful family, a wonderful complection, and the lightest platinum hair in the sea, she and her sisters had an undersea garden that was the envy of the ocean, and the list would go on for ever, but in short she had it all. Yet she was not happy. She longed to be with the humans and not with the fish. She adored the human world. The sights, the sounds and the smells, she loved it all. But there was one little problem...her father, the ruler of the oceans seven, forbid her or her sisters to ever surface.
This day in particular was special, this day was her sixteenth birthday. In the ancient Atlantian tradition, once a merperson turns sixteen, he or she may have any one thing (but it had to go through the king) and that thing must be approved. The young princess's wish was to be on lan
The PrincessThe Princess:
Dawn of a New Era
The year was sixteen-hundred and twenty-three there was a young princess. She was very shy but still braver than all the boys. She walked around the palace grounds in her royal robes waiting for something, although she did not know what it was particularly. Walking around the trees the animals frolicked around her legs, up and down the trees, and across the dirt she was walking upon. The autumn trees were now blossoming, their newly sprouted flowers filling the air around her with an intoxicating aroma of cherry blossoms and the flowers that smelled so sweet.
She once had a brother, although he didn't survive past his twenty-fifth year, she still lives everyday thinking where she went wrong. She had many childhood memories of her brother although she can't remember every single one, she remembers vividly about the time when her father said her brother would be king. Langhorne, her brother, her younger brother, has succeeded the princess whom w
Mistletoe MishappsMistletoe Mishapps
Oh what can I compare to you?
A thorn in my side?
A skunk in my flowerbed?
Or maybe even a pimple on the face of society?
You loved me and hate me,
You had me you lost me.
That one time you saw me,
The time you never forgave.
You saw me with your best friend,
Under the mistletoe you did not see.
I gave you my life, and you gave grief.
I can't forgive you like you can't me.
The mistletoe was harmless I swore,
You didn't believe me, you yelled Liar!
In front of my family you stormed,
Left me with a face like a tomato.
I apologized many times,
To you and your Friend.
You called the cops for harassment,
When I did no harm.
I sit on the bench awaiting bail,
Surrounded by gruesome thugs.
They ask what I am in for, and they laugh at what I tell them.
My face goes redder than before and you don't care.
I can't think of what was worse,
You leaving my house in tears that Christmas night,
Or being arrested for trying to explain.
Through your actions, and what you did,
Way of the WizardWay of the wizard
On the train my owl by my side.
My wand on the seat next to me.
Oh what could be more fabulous than
Going to the school I only dreamed about.
Whilst I sit on the couch,
Waiting to arrive, excited enough not to slouch.
How I got so lucky I have no clue,
The school I never thought I would see.
My magic is minimal and what to do,
I haven't a clue!
My classmates and I are here,
It looks so much better than I could have Imagined.
Dumbledore would have stood there smiling,
But he is long gone I am afraid,
I am the first American student there.
I am so very lucky to have received this letter,
Hopefully this school will be better.
I wanted to leave American School,
I hated it there, the names and the games,
The torment I endured on a daily basis.
How to do well, my way must be precise.
Friends will come, they always do.
I love my friends it is kind of taboo.
The hat is placed so gently on my head,
It knows where I belong, but he draws out the simple process.
I could belong to
I Want...I Want...
I want to see your face
The face that did me wrong.
I want to see your face
The face I so loved.
For you were the smile in the dark,
The heart in the fire
And the face in the moon.
The face I so loved
Once upon a time in a small town in New York lived a servant boy named Cinder-fella. He lived with his stepmother and stepsisters. His mother died during childbirth, and his father's mistress had become his 'mother'. Being an only child to his father and mother he had no siblings, besides his stepsisters. Cinder-fellas father died when he was young and was brought up by his stepmother, who could not wait until he was dead. In her mind he was dead. Cinder-fella worked and worked all day every day to get spit upon by the mother.
His only friends were the country side animals, his favourite was the horse, Ginger, and his oldest sister wanted when she was younger but grew tired of it and left it for Cinder-fella.
In the city there was a visiting prince from a faraway place. The Prince was going to throw a party and all were invited. He dare not ask his mother to go in fear of being whipped again.
The day of the party approached and his sisters were in frenzy. Like always they
Diability or PowerDisability or Power?
Have problem I?
I special unique.
Special same as me?
I go there school
Have sports after.
Hearing say different
Say what I not able.
I deaf people try take up,
Language I grow-up know.
Years back I little,
Doctors implanted cochlear one.
It cure deaf thought they,
I special deafness I,
Only one in school mainstream.
My name what Cortney,
I Special I
Can't do anything,
Think same as others you stupid you