Torn Up

September 12, 2016
By mariahcioffi BRONZE, Willamsport, Pennsylvania
mariahcioffi BRONZE, Willamsport, Pennsylvania
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My family is a runner’s shoe.
My dad is the torn souls, tearing our family apart.
My mom is the shoestrings holding us together.
My sister is the outside of the shoe, sometimes bright and noticeable.
My brother is the bottom who
Everybody stands upon.
My dog is the runner, always running around.
And I’m the inside of the shoe,
There but not noticeable.

The author's comments:

i picked this topic because it came to my head when i thought about my family.

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