Life can be hard. Especially for me, Lily West, your almost-average 16-year-old girl. Most people think it's weird I'm bald. Others think I'm going to die. Then there's the occasional person who tries to take pity upon me. I'd rather they not, because some say it like I'm a helpless little tartaruga on its back. Sometimes I wish I die already, and sometimes I wish that I was a completely different person. Yes, it's tough having cancer. I just wish that they would respect me for a person instead of a helpless little bug.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the converse store seguinte door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say ovelha, ovelhas vampiros Rock on them. Yeah, I amor the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with ovelha, ovelhas that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into ovelha, ovelhas vampiros that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of coca-cola left from an ano atrás shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or you shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
This is a crazy song I wrote called Rotten Tomatoes, and I hired the Black-Eyed Peas to sing it. WARNING: This song was meant for entertainment, and should in no way be connected to real people, places, or things. It is not the author's responsibility for the medical bills if you die from laughter, or possibly, thinking I'm weirdness.
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converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My friends all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
chocolate coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I amor Harry Potter
Or was it maçã, apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!
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converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My friends all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
chocolate coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I amor Harry Potter
Or was it maçã, apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!