jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a rosa, -de-rosa camisa and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom

"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do you have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do you wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.

i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.

'do you know why?"

'well,she said something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.

"you dont think.."

"maybe.where else could she have gone?"

"come por my house after school,i have plan."

After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.

"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.

"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.

"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.

"texas"

she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.


"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.

"you must be on drugs," she said

"what?"

"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?

"yep,wee going to texas"

poem 1:the world



the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world

Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for you to hate
seasons so great

we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world


poem 2:love


there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love

amor is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love

amor is power
amor is strong.
thats why amor songs
are so very strong


Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)

in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near

Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song

thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember you hum.
im sorry i must run.

I remember the times of the i amor you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But you come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights you stayed.
The child in me, from the times you loved me.
The debt you owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time you spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that you are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when you apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.

I'm sat at home
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt mais than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to amor me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I amor him, but his amor is dim

mais beautiful in the light,
He gives me sight,
Saves me from evil's bite,
Holds me when I cry,
Always por my side.

My last breath is taken and given to him,
He saves me from the storm I'm in,
He saves me and calls me his,
Have him when I'm in a crisis.
jesus is everything.

Everything to me,
Helping me see,
Stealing my heart,
Oh how I hate being apart.

Stand here and be moved por him,
To feel him in my veins,
To feel him inside of me.

My friend,
My helper,
The great shrink,
I am proud to be part of his link.

Blown away por his grace,
Blessed por his mercy,
Oh how he carries.

Holds every tear in his hand,
Wipes away our sorrows,
For a better tomorrow.