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Trust, Hope, and Friendship……
All is lost…….
Trust, Hope, and Friendship…..
All is gone…..
Trust, Hope, and Friendship….
All is abandoned……..
Trust is lost, Hope is gone, and friendship is abandoned……….
This is my story…..
Long ago there was a legend, that if you wrote what you wanted on a slip of paper, and let it go in the wind, someday, a person will bring it back to you, with what you want. This is how my story began, this is why, and it’s my story.
Trust was gone the second week of the new school year. My friend, Stacie, was standing in a group of girls; I asked her what was up. All the girls smirked and laughed at me. They said how it was more like what was down. Stacie, My friend, my one to trust, the one I let read my diary, was telling MY secrets. The one about my pants falling down at a meeting. I ran down the hallway, tears in my eyes, thinking how she could have done a thing so cruel.
Trust……was lost
I made my was to my next class, we were working on a diorama of what we thought a castle would of looked like in the medieval times after a siege. The project was due in a month, mine was the best in the class, and my teacher had said so. I went over to the cabinet where the projects were being held, I scanned the shelves for mine but couldn’t find it. One of the girls next to me smiled and told me that Mr. Morris had it, I walked over to my teacher. He told me that it was not here when he arrived this morning and thought I had taken it home to work on. He also mentioned that it was for half of my grade. Great now I knew I would never be able to get another one done in time and that that grade was the key to me even thinking about getting a drivers license.
Hope……was gone
I ran to my locker and fumbled with the lock, getting my books so I could do my homework. I looked up and saw my ever cute, ever friendly friend, Max looking at me. He told me how he had heard about how Stacie told my secrets. At first I thought he was going to tell me how he felt bad for me, but I was wrong. He started talking about where I was talking about how I thought he could be a total know it all sometimes. Which he could, but I think she forgot to say that it said that I thought it made him sound like a cute know it all. He glared at me, his feeling defiantly hurt, he mumbled a sour bye, as he slammed his locker and stormed out the door.
Friendship………was abandoned
My friends were all I had. But now they were gone. Lost, Gone, and abandoned. I let my imaginary slips of paper blow away in the wind. Trust, hope, and friendship all forgotten…….
It has been a month since I let my strips unknowingly blow out in the wind. But now people that knew they were released came and brought them back to me………….
The day at school began Stacie came up to me, looking ashamed. She told me about how her brother had read her secrets out loud in front of a group of boys she liked and now she thought her life was ruined, she also said she knew how I must’ve felt and wanted to say sorry. I thought about it and told her it was okay. As I linked my arm in hers and we marched in a silly way to class.
Trust………..is found
The dioramas were being judged today, I put my head in my hands, knowing I would have a big F left in the spot where my project was supposed to be. I held my breath as Stacie and I walked through the door. My display was there! As happy as I already was. I almost exploded when I saw my diorama had an A++ attached to it and A big first prize ribbon right next to the A. I knew I had good enough grades to get my drivers permit, then my license!
Hope……came back
Max came up to me with a smile that was sad. He said he heard what I had said about him being a cute know it all and felt bad for turning his back on me. It is was easy for me to understand and happily gave him a hug as a sign of forgiveness. I was happy when he invited me over to work on homework. I knew I was his friend again, and I was happy. He was the one who kept me in order, and made sure I was okay.
Friendship………is accepted
Trust, hope, and friendship……..
All is lost…………
All is found………..
Trust, Hope, and friendship……
All is gone………….
All came back……
Trust, hope, and Friendship…
All is abandoned…….
All is accepted…………..
That is my story…………..
- by X C R A Z Y Q U E E N X |
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- | Submitted on 08/14/2009 |
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- Title: My Story
- Artist: X C R A Z Y Q U E E N X
- Description: I was bored and wrote this at like ten in the night, hope you like it!
- Date: 08/14/2009
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- Parsleys Thyme - 08/23/2009
- I love it! It's so nice! Great job! 5/5 and a fav
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