In the basement of my past, my 7th birthday party flashes. Tears flow, upon seeing a stupid, scary clown. I hauled butt up the stairs to the first floor.

On the first floor of my present, hear now fans cheering. We won ! Yumm...gatorade. I skip to the second floor.

On the second floor of my future, the room is so dark. I open the drapes of my eyes. I see myself in a court of law in front of a big, powerful judge.

The Pencil !

A pencil so useful yet not. My pencil helps me write what I feel like writing or when I'm doing my homework. It has multiple uses; you can write with it or erase with it. A pencil smells like wood since it is made from wood. It feels like a baby's cheek since it's very soft. It tastes like paint and wood mixed. It looks like a straw since it's long and straight. Without my pencil I wouldn't be able to do my math homework or write my thoughts down.

My Special Place !

In my red room, all alone
In the deadly dark.
In my red room, alone
in the deadly dark,
I like to think.
What did I do wrong that dreadful day ?
Why is my life so screwed up ?
What's my reason for living ?
Why won't people agree that I was pretty-ugly ?
When i don't want to think about that,
I read very touching, amazing, brilliant books.
Oooo-aahhhh !

> Concrete Poem !

Dolphins

Playful, happy
And cheery as well,
And my voice is high pitched
It times like a bell.
I twirl and I jump,
All while under water.
I have many aquatic friends
You may know one as the sea otter.
My skin id slick and wet.
Some zoos keep me as a pet.
I am a dolphin
And you know me
As the wonderful animal
That’s always cheery, playful, and happy !

Sarah's Resoulutions

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Ice cream is so yummy,
It feels so good going down to my tummy.
Chocolate ice cream looks like dirt
and going down my throat it really hurts.
It still taste so good
if I could eat every ounce of it I would !