Boring books

I am so stressed out. This whole weekend I've been read this one book and it bores me!! I do not like auto bigraphies but I read this one anyways due to the fact that it is due this upcoming Monday. I cannot seem to finish it though because I am falling so deep into sleep every time I read 5 pages of it. Help me!!

Its not enough

Everyone says that they are protected too much and I could say the same about myself. There are children who are defended by their friends and family so they feel safe. Kids in other countries have to fight for themselves because there is no one there for them. They do not have enough, no matter what we do for them. We are never enough. Guns, swords, and knives everywhere around them while we only see them. The children pick them up and learn how to use them and die. I want to do something for them but I am at a loss of words. I laid back in my bed, knowing my mother if just a few seconds away...

They don't have what I have.

Oddly Enough

I had the weirdest day ever! First off, I came to school early only to find my project partners, who I was supposed to meet up with, not there. Strange considering that I was about 20 minutes late. Secondly, my friends broke out into random dancing during lunch. Lastly, it was a boy I had a crush on's - that has been ignoring me for the past 5 years - birthday. I felt really awkward writing on his facebook wall and I could feel my nerves twitching as I typed every letter. Yes, this day has been quite odd. On the bright side, I learned how to make a better duck noise!

Androphobia Chapter 3

"Carolette! Carolette!" I yelled out for her as i banged on the door. Carolette was in the faculty office with the male teacher while all the other teachers were busy preparing for homeroom. Carolette came out of the classroom and it seemed as though her entire world had been torn apart. I hugged her tightly and glared at Mr. Taneshima. "What have you done to her?" I asked in a antagonized tone. He looked at me with a sadistic grin and walked toward the classroom.

Androphobia Chapter 2

I decided to enter this school in order to follow my mothers wishes. I have been afraid of boys for such a long time so my mother sent me to this school. After the male teacher came into the classroom as our homeroom teacher, Taria and I have been stuck together like glue.

"Hey! Carolette!" Taria called out to me on my way into homeroom. I waved back to her and replied with a soft 'good morning'.

"What are we supposed to do? We have to go back to class with that man" Taria said in disgust while pointing into the room that was right next to us. I hugged her tightly and went close to her ear so I could say "It's alright Taria, we can manage somehow. I will take care of everything". I opened the door to the classroom and there he was. That man that causes woes for all of us.

"Carolette, may I have a word with you?" the man said with a profound calmness in his tone. I glared at him and nodded before looking back at Taria. She had this extremely worried face on her so I patted her on the head and followed the teacher as he was walking away toward the faculty office.

"What do YOU want" I asked with an annoyed tone as we reached the faculty office. He sighed and told me to sit down. If he was not a teacher then I wouldn't have but he was unforgettably. I sat down at the chair he had placed across from him.

"Carolette, I know who you are. Why must you act so difficult when you should be used to men by now you disgusting little brat. What is the reason that you have to come to his particular school?" He said in his now mockingly annoying tone of voice. I was in shock because there had been a fact that I was trying to conceal from the rest of the world. One thing that if anyone would ever find out, I would crush under the weight of my own grief. How could he have known?

"I know that you're a-" he cut himself off and went close to my ear in order to whisper the deadliest of truths.

Androphobia Chapter 1

I had a problem one day. I had a problem so very long ago. When I was so young that I could not even remember what weather it was outside, everyday, whenever a man would enter my room, I would scream. I would cower in fear and become paralyzed within my own fear. They tried to cure me but they only made me worse. Once, they put me with boys in a co-ed school. My fear was slowly converting into hatred. I still was unable to know what to do around them, so I ignored them. I made sure that my eyes did not see, nor hear, nor speak to anyone of the opposite gender. When they would talk to me, I would brush them off. Sooner or later, my transformation was complete. I hated men so much that I could not speak to anyone for even liking them. So the men in red lab coats put me with girls that were just like me. They girls they could not sure of this disorder but, instead, only made worse. That's when I met a certain individual.

"Hi, my name is Carolette" she said with a bright and angelic smile. I looked upon her and thought that she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Her long blonde hair and her piercing blue eyes hit me as if it were an ocean wave, glowing in the sunlight. When she sat down, she was placed next to me.

"Hello Carolette, my name is Taria" I told her. She smirked at me and gave me words of friendship. I was happy.

But this is where it all went wrong.

Ten years later, we were room mates for at least that amount of time. We were placed in a classroom with a male teacher.

"Hello class, my name is Mr. Taneshima" he said calmly with his name written in chalk on the black board right behind him. Carolette lost her mind. She lifted up her desk with a unnatural strength and tossed it at Mr. Taneshima.

"No, no, no, no, NO!!" she screamed from the 5th row on the 3rd seat of the classroom. I touched her shoulder then glared at Mr. Taneshima.

"Scum like you should not be in our school. Leave now or forever condemn yourself to my wrath" I threatened, antagonized at the fact that he was even standing there, breathing. Mr.Taneshima came up to me and grabbed my arm. "Let go of me" I cried. He smiled with a profound joy. "You think you could threaten me with such a weak body?" he whispered when he came too close to my ears.

Paradise

Grassy fields that flow as far as I can see. Nothing to bother me except grass and a big blue sky above me as I laid down upon a grass bed. My mind was clear and everything seemed to be perfectly fine. If I wish to have flowers, all I had to do was conjure them up with a whip of my hand. When rain is desires, I could just wave my hand in the air. No one to yell at me, nothing to stab me in the back. A perfect world for I alone.

Ore wa

They are what shape the corners of the room. They are the ceiling, air, feeling, and walls of this small sector of myself which I had not known about myself. They are the very thing of my existence. They are me.

Shot Down

I touched the part of my shirt that felt damp and then lifted up my hand; I saw red all over my finger tips. This sharp pain was over powering my nerve system and I knelled down in agony. A gun barrel pointed to my head as my captor had said "any final words?". "I have one thing to ask, just one" I told them calmly, trying not to wince. "Tell me... who are you?" I asked. "I am an entity. I am what is and ever will be for yourself, Mrs. Kate. I am your demise" they said as they pulled the trigger. The last thing I head was a click and the sound of a bang. I've been shot.

Twinkling Lights

Lights floating through the sky
No matter how hard I try
I could never reach them

Children gather far and wide
And claim their stars
While I failed

One of them walked over
They offered me theirs
I told them to leave

I keep trying to catch just one
No matter how high I jump
I always fall with nothing

One child came over to me
They had caught two
He gave me one
I gave it back

This is something I have to do
On my own forever
I will catch one
Someday

Insane Asylum

This empty room has so many sounds
All my thoughts in my head are so loud
How can I hold onto my sanity
How can I hold onto my humanity

All the echoing through empty halls
Even if I'm calm, I silently bawl
Leave me alone for just one night
Leave me alone until suns light

Every breath I take
Every heart I break
Belong to me
That's plain to see

My surrounding shakes when I'm so still
Nothing left within me, I've lost my will
Don't look at my agony
Don't look at my insanity

Boy:
There are too many people I have lost.
There are too many blood stains on my hands
There are too many rose petals scattered around
There are too many reasons as to why I should stop

Girl:
So many things have happened that should have ended
So many people who have fallen for such greed
So many erasers to make everything disappear
So many reasons as to why I should clean it up

Boy:
I quit killing and have started to repent

Girl:
I started to sweep dust under the rug

Boy:
I looked upon the world I have created
I looked upon the memories I have to bare
And I deem this...

Girl:
Glancing at my final moments of life
Glancing at the new world I helped to create
I pronounce this...

Unison:
A New Hope

Reflections

Hey, can you hear me? Hi, you may not know me but I am your reflection. Scared? Don't be, I am not here to cause any harm to you. I am merely checking up on you. Remember, I am the only person in this world who you can trust the most; that is what I like to think. Wonder how I got here? You brought me here. Your sub-conscience gave me a call and told me that you were thinking about something fairly deeply. So what seems to be the trouble. Homework? Love? Please, don't tell me you have been trying to figure out the meaning of life again. Last time, you tried asking me and being the reflection of yourself that I am, I threw your words right back at you at the same constant time. Oh, is it that young actor that you've had your eyes on? You know, that guy with the eyes that could make you melt away. I know you were thinking about him like that. You told me in the mirror just before bed as you were brushing your teeth. Embarrassed? It's fine. I am quite used to your gibberish? Hahaha, I have no intention of making fun of you. Want me to leave now? No? You have questions for me? What could you possibly want to ask me? You want to know why I haven't spoken to you beforehand? That is because I had to imitate you so often that I had no time to even peep out a word plus the fact that you turned off the lights on me and left without so much as a goodbye. Geez, how rude could you be? You're sorry? I guess I can forgive you. I really must get back into the mirror soon, my time is almost up. You have one more question. Will I be here to talk to when you go brush your teeth tomorrow and listen to you?... Well, my dear, of course I will. I will always be with you, even if the world may seem to crumble down upon you, I shall be here in wait of your return. Goodbye love.