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I never had anyone that I could speak with about my brothers death... Friends didn't understand and couldn't help, and parents never wanted to speak about it; it hurt them too much. I bottled…Continue
Started this discussion. Last reply by Mel Aug 23, 2013.
I never know who I can talk to at school about my brothers death... None of my friends understand; thankfully so, because I would never want them to! I feel alone though because they don't know…Continue
Started this discussion. Last reply by Sophia Aug 6, 2012.
My brother died 10 years ago. He was four; I was seven. Now I'm seventeen, almost eighteen, and I look back on his death differently than when I was seven. I haven't talked about my brother in so…Continue
Started this discussion. Last reply by Melissa Broome Nov 30, 2011.
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When I was a little girl,
I thought I could climb the tallest mountain
And grasp the whole world.
As I got older and learned more,
I realized that some doors would close,
But that didn’t mean I’d be forever banned to soar.
Somewhere in the middle of then and now,
I lost myself to personal strife,
And almost took my final bow.
Luckily I regained faith and relearned what it meant to live,
Because I had almost lost sight of…Continue
Posted on July 20, 2013 at 7:06pm
It's been eleven years,
and still I shed tears.
The time flew
and the pain of losing you,
is like the early morning dew;
through all the where and tear.
That night, will forever be engrained
inside my head,
and the memories will never lay
fast alseep, well rested and tucked into bed.
No wishing on a shooting star,
will ever change what was lost
eleven years ago.
It won't get me…Continue
Posted on June 28, 2012 at 11:25pm
I wonder what I truly remember after all the times I reminisce.
Could it be true memories,
Or just skewed visions amiss?
Sometimes I remember swinging in the back yard,
kicking my legs up all the way to the sky;
You'd be right there next to me,
smiling, soaring past heavens guards.
Sometimes I think,
this pretty time-captured moment
should have been a big little hint;
Like one of those badly added…Continue
Posted on June 16, 2012 at 12:02am
Just something I wrote for school... Don't know if it's good or anything; just thought I'd post it anyway to see if anyone liked it!
Looking down I pick up a dandelion, make a wish and blow; the little seeds float to the sky, and past the clouds. Sighing, I look around hoping and praying. Dejected, I make my way home. Opening the door, I walk over to the living room; entering my family room, I see you. You’re young; still your four…Continue
Posted on May 30, 2012 at 9:00pm — 2 Comments