Mar 16, 2004 19:42
creative writing assignment today. I wrote one last year, but Miss. Wood says we should write one every year because you change so much. I agree. I'm too lazy to make a cut so here it is.
I was a summer baby
Born on the same day as my aunt that loves Elvis
And light cigarettes mixed with beer
Memories of my grandmother’s basement
In Kentucky
Are ones that first fill my thoughts
Stairs going down instead of up made my eyes wide
She taught me to tie my shoes
With two bunny ears
And to bake cookies just right
Last year grandpa sold the house
Basement and all
To live with his new wife, no one dare call family
I have a boyfriend with silly hair, pretty eyes, and a broad smile
I found a cat last summer
Lately
She’s been the only one I tell my secrets too
I was in love with two beautiful girls once
I still am
Just from a distance they can’t see anymore
My sister is almost as tall as me
But 3 years younger
My mother calls us her flower children
But not since we were young
I think she still does when we’re not listening
A boy that was in love with me once
Now
Hates me more than anyone else in the world
In 8th grade I laughed so hard I almost died
I throw around the word love too much
But I don’t think loving anything too much is bad
I've got a friend who calls me every day
Sometimes I take him for granted
I play the cello with a passion
No one can possibly understand
I once knew a girl from Indiana with pigtails and steel blue eyes
I can’t remember the last time I’ve glanced into them
I hope they still shine
I have never seen snow
But I’ve tried to make a snow-man
In 6th grade I met a different girl who had the same shoes as I
And
When she laughed the sun shone
I loved her from that day on
I love kisses that no one can see
And
The stars at midnight
I love the sounds of the beach
And
The crackling of fire
I love laughing with friends
Over something no one could possibly understand
I am scared of being by myself when I think to much
I tie my shoes differently than I did 12 years ago
I have seen changes around me
That were as fast as lighting
Yet subtle as a light rain
My father tore out the fireplace in my house 2 months ago
To make room for a big screen TV
Sometimes he doesn’t seem to hear a word I say
But I love him just the same
According to everyone else
I’m his spitting image
I love to travel
But I get homesick easily
I’ve found that sleeping with someone next to you
Is so much easier than sleeping alone
Through tears in my eyes
I’ve said goodbye to 2 grandparents
And I’ve been holding my breath every since
I’ve said goodbye to more friends
Than I can count on one hand
All I ask for in life
Is something concrete
Something substantial that can never die
That will always be there
But in my heart
I know it does not exist
For change is a constant factor