Elena is just a normal 18 year old girl living a normal 18 year old senior life.  While being the most popular girl in school, of course.  That is, as of last summer.  She has left every guy she’s ever dated except for one.  Her heart is guarded; she’s been hurt before.  The summer before senior year was filled with both love and tragedy for Elena.  She has a past that would best remain buried.  But what goes around always comes back around.  Will anyone ever see what’s under that pretty, popular surface?

I've never had a blog, so I thought I might try making on, it could be fun.

I ran up to my room, crying my heart out once again after another rough day at school. Another rough day of HIM. I just don't know how much more of this I can take.

17 years old and stuck in the past. Forever...or never.

I don't know what to write, I just feel like writing poetry. Most of my poetry is about freedom, racism, and segregation. Though I have never experienced these, I seem to understand better than most and have the ability to write poetry about it.  I will end up publishing all of my poetry on this, no matter what it is about.

Enjoy!

This is just a story I wrote for a contest, but I am open to any and all feedback. Please take the time to read this and comment. Thanks!

*None of this is real, I made it up on the bus ride during a field trip*

Angela Jones is the quiet girl that sits in the back of the classroom and doesn't say a word, though she knows every answer. She's not social and goes crazy when she's alone with her friends. Her only confidence comes when she's on stage. What happens when terror strikes her and her classmates?

Fuck, where am I?I thought, looking at my surroundings as best I could. Why the hell am I tied up?From somewhere out of my line of vision, a gruff voice said, "I think she's awake." Then a dark hand covered my face.

Jamie leads a suckish life. Her parents are always fighting, she has one friend who she barely speaks to, and everybody hates her. Except her older sister, who ran off with a boy, and no one has seen since Christmas 3 years ago. Her only escapes are writing in her diary and talking to the person in her head. If only life didn't suck.

OK as you see the poems title is "the seven essentials" Which i mean is the things necessary in a persons life like Friendship, love, Family. Out of which i would write on Love and i want 5 others to collab with me. So please write a poem on the thing that you think is essential in a person's life and collab with me. Oh the seventh i'll decide it later on.

Read it ;p

Read it.

Detective Jorgensen was the best detective on the force. But for once, a case was alluding her. Men were dying, dying fast, and no one knew who the allusive "Murderess" truly was.

Murderess wasn't one for subtlety. She loved recognition, lived for attention. But for once, she was trying to stay in the shadows. But could she?