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Some really cute and funny poems! Enjoy!xD Breakfast in BedThis morning I made my mom breakfast in bed. I tried to be careful, but burnt all the bread. I tried to make sure that the coffee was hot, by boiling the bit left in yesterday's pot. I charred a few pancakes, potatoes, and grits. The sausage, I seared into smoldering bits. I made her some muffins like miniature coals, and roasted a package of cinnamon rolls. I scorched several servings of hamburger hash, and microwaved bacon until it was ash. I blackened a bagel, which started to smoke. The smoke alarm sounded. My mother awoke. I think she was panicked. She looked up in dread. I proudly presented her breakfast in bed. She grimaced, then silently counted to ten, and asked me to never make breakfast again. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Not Afraid of the DarkOh, I'm not afraid of the darkness. I don't mind an absence of light. I can't say I'm scared of the sunset or things that go "bump" in the night. I've never been frightened of monsters or tentacles under my bed. Not skeletons, witches or goblins or creatures come back from the dead. I'm not at all worried of werewolves, or even a vampire's bite. I'm simply not scared of the darkness, except when you turn off the light. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Wrote an Awful PoemI wrote an awful poem; it was bad in the extreme. I showed it to my sister and it made my sister scream. I gave it to my mother and she promptly flipped her lid. My father blew a gasket, and my baby brother hid. I brought my poem with me when I came to school today. My teacher nearly fainted and my friends all ran away. I never knew a poem could be such amazing fun, but that was such a blast, I think I'll write another one. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hope you enjoyed this 3 poems! I will post more if i have time! And, if you have any poems that you want to share, simply email to us at boogyteens@hotmail.com ! xD Yours, BoogyOrganiser(yingx2)Labels: Stories
I looked around, nothing seemed visible, everything seemed like it had no soul…no colours…no spirit. I got scared and clutched my sweater tightly. The black space welcomed me like it was almost going to engulf my soul, and then I screamed. “Lia! Wake up! What had happened? Answer! Lia?” an anxious voice entered my mind. I was confused, very confused, the last thing I remembered was the crash, the great crash, that was what ‘they’ told me. Then I remembered, the crash, the light, And then screamed again as an electric bolt entered my head. I opened my eyes, nothing…I still could not see…But, now the vision became clearer…it was a woman, about in her twenties, her hair was long, smooth, but it was a darkish red colour, It was the only bad point in her appearance, her body was slender, she was looking at me with concern. I blinked and then blinked some more. My vision became clearer; she looked familiar, very familiar, but my mind was still messed up, there were still questions unanswered. Maybe she knows the answers, but I still doubt so. I was trying hard not to believe anybody, because I was still too fragile. That was what my mother always told me. “Mother! Where’s she?” I asked impatiently as I clutched that woman’s hands. Her eyes widened and back away. I asked again, but this time I could not hear my own voice, I screamed, silence…I could hear the woman shouting for the doctors. I shouted again…still silence again…I did not want to accept the fact, the truth, again I continued screaming and shouting but all was returned with silence…still dead silence. Tears managed to force out of my eyes and I shouted again, I gripped the bed sheet and clutched it tightly. I buried my face into my knees and started sobbing. Doctors started coming in, a sharp pain entered my arms and I found myself very dizzy, slowly…I closed my eyes, and fell into the unknown world… I stepped into the black space around me, nothing seemed visible… Everything was black…very black. Carefully, I stepped forward; a soft thud entered the whole place…it echoed through the black space in front of me. I shivered, its getting unreasonably cold in here I took another step forward, this time I did not succeed in stepping onto the ground, instead I fall into a deep black hole, through the hole, voices were echoing inside my head, its all around me…I could hear my mother’s voice…but my father’s voice was nowhere to be heard. At that moment, I heard the same sinister voice…it was laughing…its laugh made me shivered…and then… I saw something that made me scream…I had read it in books but I had never seen one before…I saw the Angel of Death…It was wearing a hooded cloak, I could not see its eyes…but I could swore that it was looking straight into me. Then, I woke up; there were several doctors beside me. They were examining me very carefully. Suddenly, I did not know why, I got up, shoved them aside and ran out of the ward. I did not know where I was running. I just wanted to get away from the doctors; something tells me that they were treating me like a science specimen and I had to run away from them if not, I will suffer. I ran down many floors of stairs, at last I reached to the first floor, I ran straight towards the door, but two pairs of strong arms gripped me on my arms hardly, for a skinny girl like me, It was impossible to escape. I kicked the air with my legs and screamed…but there was still no sound coming out. I was like a girl losing her tantrums because her mother would not buy her a lollipop, but even worse. I kicked the men again but to no avail. Suddenly, the same jolt of pain entered my arms like last time, I was afraid to lose conscious I did not want to go back into that world again. I tried hard to keep my eyes open and kicked the air harder but in the end, I gave up, the medicine was traveling through my blood, absorbing all my energy, and then…I slept again. This time, I did not continue the journey in that place. But instead I just slept like nobody cared, nobody bothered. When I woke up, the sun was blazing hot, I kicked the blanket off and dragged my feet towards the toilet, that night was the only night I got some real sleep, I brushed my teeth and looked into the mirror, my face was rather haggard, it was very thin and white. I washed my face and went back onto my bed, lost deep in thoughts. I think, I will get used to my dreams maybe the voices too. But, deep inside I know that someone somewhere is looking for me…controlling me… Labels: Stories
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Some really cute and funny poems! Enjoy!xD Breakfast in BedThis morning I made my mom breakfast in bed. I tried to be careful, but burnt all the bread. I tried to make sure that the coffee was hot, by boiling the bit left in yesterday's pot. I charred a few pancakes, potatoes, and grits. The sausage, I seared into smoldering bits. I made her some muffins like miniature coals, and roasted a package of cinnamon rolls. I scorched several servings of hamburger hash, and microwaved bacon until it was ash. I blackened a bagel, which started to smoke. The smoke alarm sounded. My mother awoke. I think she was panicked. She looked up in dread. I proudly presented her breakfast in bed. She grimaced, then silently counted to ten, and asked me to never make breakfast again. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Not Afraid of the DarkOh, I'm not afraid of the darkness. I don't mind an absence of light. I can't say I'm scared of the sunset or things that go "bump" in the night. I've never been frightened of monsters or tentacles under my bed. Not skeletons, witches or goblins or creatures come back from the dead. I'm not at all worried of werewolves, or even a vampire's bite. I'm simply not scared of the darkness, except when you turn off the light. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Wrote an Awful PoemI wrote an awful poem; it was bad in the extreme. I showed it to my sister and it made my sister scream. I gave it to my mother and she promptly flipped her lid. My father blew a gasket, and my baby brother hid. I brought my poem with me when I came to school today. My teacher nearly fainted and my friends all ran away. I never knew a poem could be such amazing fun, but that was such a blast, I think I'll write another one. --Kenn Nesbitt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hope you enjoyed this 3 poems! I will post more if i have time! And, if you have any poems that you want to share, simply email to us at boogyteens@hotmail.com ! xD Yours, BoogyOrganiser(yingx2)Labels: Stories
I looked around, nothing seemed visible, everything seemed like it had no soul…no colours…no spirit. I got scared and clutched my sweater tightly. The black space welcomed me like it was almost going to engulf my soul, and then I screamed. “Lia! Wake up! What had happened? Answer! Lia?” an anxious voice entered my mind. I was confused, very confused, the last thing I remembered was the crash, the great crash, that was what ‘they’ told me. Then I remembered, the crash, the light, And then screamed again as an electric bolt entered my head. I opened my eyes, nothing…I still could not see…But, now the vision became clearer…it was a woman, about in her twenties, her hair was long, smooth, but it was a darkish red colour, It was the only bad point in her appearance, her body was slender, she was looking at me with concern. I blinked and then blinked some more. My vision became clearer; she looked familiar, very familiar, but my mind was still messed up, there were still questions unanswered. Maybe she knows the answers, but I still doubt so. I was trying hard not to believe anybody, because I was still too fragile. That was what my mother always told me. “Mother! Where’s she?” I asked impatiently as I clutched that woman’s hands. Her eyes widened and back away. I asked again, but this time I could not hear my own voice, I screamed, silence…I could hear the woman shouting for the doctors. I shouted again…still silence again…I did not want to accept the fact, the truth, again I continued screaming and shouting but all was returned with silence…still dead silence. Tears managed to force out of my eyes and I shouted again, I gripped the bed sheet and clutched it tightly. I buried my face into my knees and started sobbing. Doctors started coming in, a sharp pain entered my arms and I found myself very dizzy, slowly…I closed my eyes, and fell into the unknown world… I stepped into the black space around me, nothing seemed visible… Everything was black…very black. Carefully, I stepped forward; a soft thud entered the whole place…it echoed through the black space in front of me. I shivered, its getting unreasonably cold in here I took another step forward, this time I did not succeed in stepping onto the ground, instead I fall into a deep black hole, through the hole, voices were echoing inside my head, its all around me…I could hear my mother’s voice…but my father’s voice was nowhere to be heard. At that moment, I heard the same sinister voice…it was laughing…its laugh made me shivered…and then… I saw something that made me scream…I had read it in books but I had never seen one before…I saw the Angel of Death…It was wearing a hooded cloak, I could not see its eyes…but I could swore that it was looking straight into me. Then, I woke up; there were several doctors beside me. They were examining me very carefully. Suddenly, I did not know why, I got up, shoved them aside and ran out of the ward. I did not know where I was running. I just wanted to get away from the doctors; something tells me that they were treating me like a science specimen and I had to run away from them if not, I will suffer. I ran down many floors of stairs, at last I reached to the first floor, I ran straight towards the door, but two pairs of strong arms gripped me on my arms hardly, for a skinny girl like me, It was impossible to escape. I kicked the air with my legs and screamed…but there was still no sound coming out. I was like a girl losing her tantrums because her mother would not buy her a lollipop, but even worse. I kicked the men again but to no avail. Suddenly, the same jolt of pain entered my arms like last time, I was afraid to lose conscious I did not want to go back into that world again. I tried hard to keep my eyes open and kicked the air harder but in the end, I gave up, the medicine was traveling through my blood, absorbing all my energy, and then…I slept again. This time, I did not continue the journey in that place. But instead I just slept like nobody cared, nobody bothered. When I woke up, the sun was blazing hot, I kicked the blanket off and dragged my feet towards the toilet, that night was the only night I got some real sleep, I brushed my teeth and looked into the mirror, my face was rather haggard, it was very thin and white. I washed my face and went back onto my bed, lost deep in thoughts. I think, I will get used to my dreams maybe the voices too. But, deep inside I know that someone somewhere is looking for me…controlling me… Labels: Stories
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