Miracle

January 17, 2011
By Anonymous

My hippie parents beget a child who will never live up to her name.
I am the opposite of hope.
I spread depression like the plague, wherever I go.
I have no life or social skills.
My face makes people sad and sometimes queasy in their mid-section.
Someone once told me to go in a corner.
I need a miracle.


The author's comments:
My life has always been hard. My parents chose a name for me which gives people high expectations of me. I feel bad for disappointing them.

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Mayim12 BRONZE said...
on Feb. 13 2011 at 12:37 am
Mayim12 BRONZE, Elk Grove, California
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Great Job! :D


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