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Finally Found My Place
  The young girl was playing her flute
  She listened and listened
  She heard someone with a boot
  She imagined a buckle that glistened
  She walked through the halls
  Listening carefully for any news
  She had received many calls
  Sal her friend was going on a cruise
  She slowly walked to her class
  Listening sharply to her friends
  She heard someone near her pass
  And also ask for two pens
  She walked slowly through the mall
  She did not know where her friends went
  She walked into a strange dark hall
  And on the floor she saw a cent
  Through the hall she wandered
  Thinking what a strange sight
  She pondered and pondered
  She thought with all her might
  Then she thought of an idea
  I will walk to the end to see what is there
  Something jumped out, it was Mia
  The excitement she could not bear
  She ran out of the hall
  She fell down the stairs
  She rolled up into a ball
  For a second she saw squares
  She woke up in the hospital
  She tried to remember what happened
  She knew her injury was hostile
  She had a bruise that had blackened
  Her friends came in to cheer her up
  Though she did not know them
  She still acted like a happy pup
  She was told she hurt her brain stem
  Her mother came into her room and said
  Honey you won’t be able to walk again
  The pain made her wish she was dead
  She had been hurt, she hurt her brain
  A few weeks later when she was discharged
  Her mother drove her to school
  Her energy was fully charged
  Making an entrance that seemed cool
  She was in a wheelchair
  And was told she would be her whole life
  She felt like she was gliding in the air
  Feeling like she would make the perfect wife
  She drove herself to band class
  She opened up her flute case
  There was her flute that helped her pass
  She finally found her place
  This was the story of Alice
  The sixteen-year-old girl
  Who finally found her palace
  It was her band class that made her twirl
  To this day, she is in a wheelchair
  Living her life as if she were floating in the air
  Living her life like she doesn’t care
  Her life was just a long dare

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This is a fictional piece. These kinds of poems just come to my mind. I write them down on paper, then I type them.