golden eyes

February 8, 2011
By , carrlloton, TX
Sitting there all alone in that one little bus, but with all my friends yet I didn’t really want to talk to them.

I got off and there was a surprise it was golden eyes. The guy I dream about. It was just him and I, and my family. (But at least my dad wasn’t there)

We just sat there and talked all day like we didn’t care about anything in the world. At a time my sister had came to warn golden eyes and I, but I didn’t really care.

Then she told me it was too late my father was there and he was so mad he stabbed golden eyes but then I realized this was all in my mind.

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Softballq101 said...
Apr. 7, 2011 at 10:01 pm
Good poem. I wonder who it was about...
softballfreak replied...
Apr. 11, 2011 at 9:15 am
HAHA me too!!!!!!
sccer said...
Feb. 17, 2011 at 4:48 pm
Best story ever!!!
softballfreak replied...
Feb. 17, 2011 at 5:10 pm
Yup it is the best story ever!!!!!! hahahahaha aj
softballfreak replied...
Feb. 25, 2011 at 6:10 pm
This is a 5 star writing!!! Everybody put 5 stars!!!! lol
softballfreak replied...
Apr. 6, 2011 at 5:58 pm
This is an awesome writing and it is at least 4 stars!!!!!
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