Try Not To Cry

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school.




He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.




Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.




I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.




When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.




Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.




And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.




But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.




But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.




I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.




Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

Please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.




But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I have to cancel the date.




I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost Please if you would, Don't smash this on the ground. If you pass this on, Maybe people will cry, Just keep this in your heart, For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".




Now you have 2 choices,

1) Pass this on, and show people you care, re-post as "Try Not To Cry"

2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are...

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.

My Life

This story is mostly based on my life...



Chapter 1:At The Start.


I'm all alone now,with only a few friends and music to keep me company.I'm drowning myself in heavily in music.I stare at myself and fof the first time,I finally saw how pretty I was. My cheeks were radiant,my looks were perfect>I finally understood why boys fell for me so much.Only when a person is down,when the world comes crashing down will a person realise the good points about oneself.I never felt so lost,so confused before.I picked myself up from the bed and got changed.Even in my uniform,I looked ever so stunning.I never thought how beautiful I could be.But all these were just the start of my life before it all changed. I picked out my black bag and sling it over my shoulders.Grabbing my light pink bottle,I unlatched the door and started out for school. My hair was tied in a high ponytail.In my hands were a file and a book.I was known to be a bookworm.I was a jock too.It was hard to imagine a girl who had the styles could possibly love sports.I was the difference in school.I love pranking and all these were my life. Books,studying,sports and pranking,things I couldn;t have lived without.

To Be Continued.

Michael Jackson Hate Poem

{to the chorus of Billie Jean,keeps starting over}
Michael Jackson,that's the maan,
Michael Jackson,sick of all his nose jobs,
the crowd is all in sobs...
Sayes that he is the best,
When hee lies in the mess,
Hate him to the grave,
Theme Park is so lame.