Mood:  sad

NOVEMBER 16, 2007

BY SAM

Soemtimes I feel like tyheworld is being pulled out from under ym feet. I'll fall off the universe and no one will notice. Vanish and fall above the teardrops in the clouds. Sail through the stars, fly past the moon, and land somewhere peaceful.

Mood:  chillin'

DEDICATED TO : ADRIENE WRIGHT.

BY SAM

An artist sees things differntly. Dead grass is a brown pearl. A tree in the forest is an enchanted castle high in the sky, in which the birds live. The icicle on the roof is a diamond hanging on a silver necklace. An artist sees things differently.

Mood:  sad

OCTOBER 5, 2007

BY SAM

Sometimes I feel invisible. I know they see me but they act like they don't. Sometimes I feel tortured. They shout as I walk alone. They don't notice me. They don't want to notice me. It hurts, but i've gotten used to it.  Wen I walk, I see everything. But nothing sees me. I'm invisible.

Mood:  silly

OCTOBER 3, 2007

BY SAM

School is so boring. Sometimes I hear people snoring. School lasts all day. When the last bell rings, we all jump up and shout hurray. When I get bored I write and draw. Mrs. Daniels sees me. I wish she hadn't saw. Mrs. beiderman is my math teacher. Most of the time i'd like to hit her with a bleacher. After school I hang out with my friend. Unless I get detention. Aw, not again. At the end of the day, I go to bd. I get school right out of my head.