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True Colors

December 19, 2018
By Amber2587 BRONZE, Canton, Michigan
Amber2587 BRONZE, Canton, Michigan
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Crunch!

Eating salted caramel peanuts

While sitting on our butts


Going outside

With a very big stride

Running to the front

It’s time to pull the stunt


We filmed for five minutes

With peanuts in hand

Having fun

As we headed back

That was when I was done


Joy on my face

As I quicken my pace

Outrunning them all

But then again, I’m tall


I jumped onto the wood

Trying my best

But I slid and fell

Right in front of the rest


The wooden stair was ice under my feet

One second is all it took for me to go down

My leg was now beat

Time to get off the ground


I jumped up

As I was questioned

Trying not to cry like a little pup


The peanuts were okay

But I could not say the same


Embarrassment was now in me

As I tried to flee


I was inside the house

Sitting on the couch

Being as quiet as a mouse


Feeling a sting

I checked my leg

But saw nothing


The next day was when its true colors showed


The author's comments:

This Narrative Poem is about me smacking my lag against a wooden stair.


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