i'm like my mom i keep everything i have from middle school and highschool what i wrote
i took all the papers from my moms house and put them at my house so i can look at them
so i came a across a poem that i wrote in high school that almost got me expelled so the teacher
was asking us students to wrote about movies i wanted to write about horror movies so i wrote a poem
about if i was a vampire or werewolf what would i write . so the next day after i wrote it i'm thinking
fuck yayy i'm going to get a A+ but as i was reading it the teacher stop me and told me to sit outside
and this bitch took me to the principle and told him that i was writeing about killing people and i had to sit there for a hour
to explain to him what it really meant and he believed me and made the bitch tell the whole class she was sorry haha
but i was proud of my self for standing up to someone that does not fucking listen i'm sure thats how it is in school's today
here is the poem i'm sorry if it dont rhyme lol .
THE NIGHT
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE IT KEEPS ME HIDDEN FROM THIS CRUEL WORLD
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE IT CHANGE'S ME
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE IT MAKES ME DO BAD THINGS THAT OTHER'S CAN'T
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE IT'S APART OF MY SOUL
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE IT BRINGS THE MONSTER OUT OF ME
I LOVE THE NIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT
THE END
ps i still got a A+ take that mrs johnson
stay sic
nicole