: About Me

I love to write.

My passion is ...

writing and being creative

I know too much about ...

you can never know to much

My parents always told me ...

you dont need another thesaurus

My childhood ambition ...

to sing

My favorite memory ...

meeting my baby nephew for the frist time

Why I write ...

because i love to express myself

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

the buzz of the computer and the tip-tap of typing

My first job ...

burger king

My best moment ...

any performance i ahve had on stage

My inspiration ...

my life

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sisters

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I think I'm falling. I'm drowning; flying through the air with no safety net. I hear laughter, whispers as a slip slowly away from reality and into my own world of hurt and pain. I close my eyes and wait for the earth to crash down around me; all I hear is the sound of my heart. Through swollen red eyes I take a peek and see her shadow standing over me. She stays silent, her love needing no words. Her heart on her sleeve. She lifts me up and holds me close, because a sisters love can cure anthing.

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