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Day 24 Mr & Mrs Feb. 23rd 2018

“I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Jones.” I couldn’t believe my ears. I was finally a Mrs. Jones. I decided to marry my longtime sweetheart from school Johnny. The minute he and I met, it was love. As I knew he was the one I wanted, the time here in this magical bubble seemed…
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Day 23 Wet Feb 23rd 2018

Wet, is what I am. Its raining, I’m cold. Why? Because I am wet. Wet is a very cool word to say. People have made it dirty. But thats life. Are you wet? From the rain?

Day 22 The File Feb 22nd 2018

The secret file. It was top secret that only the CIA had. It was all the names of the world’s worst criminals. Not only that they were some of the subjects to toxins that have made these criminals mysteriously vanish. When in reality are dead. The following names in the file were never meant to…
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Day 21 No Pen Feb 21st 2018

“Where did it go?” She shouted through the class. Abigal dropped to her hands and knees searching on the floor for her favorite pen. It was something she loved since her grandmother gave to her it. It was a feather pen it meant a lot to her. Especially now that her grandmother had passed away. She…
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Day 20 Blanket Feb 20th 2018

A baby blanket, something a child holds close to. As I sat there knitting this beautiful blue and green blanket. I thought about the future child that would hold this blanket. This blanket served as protection for most infant children. Something comforting as they began to adjust to their new surroundings. So the blanket I…
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Day 19 *Frozen* Feb 19th 2018

*NOT FROZEN LIKE THE MOVIE* Frozen, the ice is cold. Cold ever so cold. Frozen was my eyes, My hair, and especially my lips. Frozen inside and out. As my body hardened all I could do was wait. I was unable to move fingers or even little toes. Why was the cold cruel? Harsh, I…
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Day 18 a Pink Tutu Feb 18th 2018

Something that I always loved as a child was my pink tutu. I held dear to it. Something about me kept me hanging onto that childhood dream. I never had many other dreams growing up. All I ever wanted to be was a ballerina. But the accident prevented anything from happening. Now all I did…
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Day 17 Stiff Feb 17th 2018

(* another botch job at poetry or a form of it.) Stiff I fell stiff at the cliff, because of Biff. Why you must ask? Because of the mask That he his in his flask. It was drenched in gin. In the irony of the tin. It was not a storage bin. So I fell…
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Day 16 What a Jerk Feb. 16th 2018

Dear Diary, What a JERK! I am so upset. Today in PE class Timothy was hiding in the girl’s bathroom. Let’s just say when the class was over he got a good view of who I am on the underside of my clothes. I was pretty disappointed and had reported him to the principal. He…
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Day 15 No I won’t Feb 15th 2018

There is something powerful about the word no. Yes has the same power almost. They are your main choices in most things in life you either want to do something or you don’t. Yes or No. It’s very simple. Henry wanted one thing. A pet, a dog more specifically. His parents always said, ‘When you’re…
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Day 14 You Knew? Febuary 14th 2018

Lizzie was amazing how much one person could love another. It was something beautiful to have life be given to you like this. Brad was her lover? Boyfriend? Partner? She couldn’t find the word to call him. She loved him. But he must have known right? The secret that lied deep within in Lizzie, she…
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Day 13 Out of Breath February 13th 2018

*This warning is all who reads. I am not at all GOOD at poetry but want to learn. So this is my practice run at poetry botch number 10 (done in the past private stuff) I’m out of breath, My name is Beth, It crept up on me like death, I read Macbeth, Therefore I’m out…
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Day 12 You Bastard Febuary 12th 2018

Hello Bastard, You are a bastard, you knew that right? There are two meanings to the word. The dictionaries claim that 1. you were born out of wedlock or an unpleasant or despicable person. I hate to break this to you. But you are both. Your mother was 16, unmarried when she gave birth to you in…
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Day 11 Six-Pack Februrary 11th 2018

When her friends were sitting there talking about Kevin’s Six-Pack she looked towards her best friend Cindy. “Six-pack? What is a six-pack?” Kevin was someone she had a super big crush on since middle school. Now in grade 10, she needed to get with the game. “Felicia come on? You don’t know what a six-pack…
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Day 10 Mesh February 10th 2018

Mesh is a material made of a network of wire or thread. In the past, the era’s of our ancestors they were like mesh. Mesh is connected, and in the past, people were connected. Today we are not. So many people can say they are like Mesh, but maybe we are but in smaller groups?…
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