March 14, 2011
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The warm sun felt nice on my skin. I held open a small book filled with pictures. If only I were real. I am the forgotten memory of a small girl. She does not believe in herself any more, and now I am nothing. My hair used to be light blue like the never ending sky, my eyes green like a sea of grass that rolls over the hills, and my skin creamy like a peach. She used to dance barefoot in the firefly lit night, she sang all of the right notes. Where is that girl who spoke seven different languages and was loved by everyone who knew her until the day it all changed - the day I changed. Now my hair is gray like the ashes of a lost friend, my eyes black like the ice-chilled night in the winter, and my skin white for I am dead, and she will be the same. I am put aside in her mind where there is nothing but the sun and the echo of her laughter. Now she is sad and does not want to play, she does not want to laugh, or draw anymore. Everyday I begin to turn to ash slowly - if only she could open her mind again and let me out to breathe in the real air and feel the real sun before I am gone. She will never smile again. Both my legs are gone, and my right ear is too; only small chunks of ash next to my cold almost lifeless body.

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Unicorns eat corns said...
Apr. 14, 2011 at 11:18 am
YUMMY the unicorns are proud of u
Gotta love em bunnys said...
Apr. 14, 2011 at 11:16 am
Loverflubbbbbber said...
Apr. 14, 2011 at 11:14 am
cdbutler66 said...
Mar. 22, 2011 at 9:47 am
Wow, I love to read, and I love things that provoke thought and disscussion, I am amaze that this young author can tap into a place that many adults find difficult or even impossible to do... I predict this Joey will bring us many more wonderful places to explore... Amazing work Joey...
joeyannak25 said...
Mar. 21, 2011 at 11:30 am
thank you all for your suport I love to write!
JP11 said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 1:37 pm
Thought provoking. Would like to read more from this writer. Not sure about the sentence structure. Nonetheless the text has a deliberate readable emotional flow.
jackiedog said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 12:21 pm
Wonderful! Creative, imaginative and unusual. Really enjoyed and liked this work. Kudos to this "teen" I look forward to more stories. Keep your thoughts coming! Congrats on a very well written story
highergrnd said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 11:13 am
Wow..Thats heavy, Cute, scary and amazing! I believe she has created a new standard..six stars! More please.
bdeems said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 10:43 am
The first three sentences pulled me in instantly! and the descrption used made the  imagery crystsl clear, i felt like I was there. I found at the end, I just wanted to read more and so I reread it a few times. Congradulations, this is marvelous.
mustang summer said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 9:36 am
This piece makes me think about girls who feel limitless power when they are young and are then made to feel powerless by society as they enter adolescence (this includes most females in American society).  A book, "Reviving Ophelia," addresses this social phenomenon although not quite as artistically and beautifully as this writer does.  I hope Joeyanna keeps writing; she has a lot to say, and I want to hear more.
JulieR143 said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 7:51 am
I read this like 10 times.  The author is so descriptive that I get an extremely vivid picture in my mind.  One that is dark, scary, and yet... sad.  Keep up the great work!  LOVE IT!   
Jody Deems-McCargar said...
Mar. 17, 2011 at 6:12 am
This author creates great contrast between death and life, the seasons, characters, moods etc.  - vivid and descriptive.  Great essay! 
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