Post by Rainy on Jul 12, 2003 1:22:34 GMT -5
My love never gone
(This is based off of real people. Events have not really token place though. This is our prom and were only Sophomores. hehe)
It was to be our best night of our lives. Everyone says you can’t pass it up. That you have to go. But all I remember was a disaster waiting to happen. We all should have known that with us nothing could have gone right. We are the bad luck charms of the future as we all know.
First there is Sid. Her real name is Elizabeth. But Sid, she always went by after our freshmen year. She was the nut. And I mean the nuttiest person we had all never seen before. But in that nut she was Sid. Sid the crazy, the insane, and the weirdo. Many people had never seen the real her. Just what she gave out to see. But if you knew her knew her. Like we all did. You could have saw a girl with hopes and dreams. A girl we all knew that was going to make it in this world. A girl we all knew that was talented, gifted, sent from haven, and was an angel; a savor to us all. She was the one that kept us all together, all through high school.
Second there was Josh. Josh was the shortest of us all. But he grew. We never thought he would but, through our sophomore and junior year, he became a growing weed. Being the sport and the second closest person to us all. He kept us together through our emotions. If anyone was down he was there, Just as Sid was there. He was the second funniest and the second smartest one us all.
The smartest one of us had to have been Robert. He was mister all A’s. He was mister God guy. Who kept us together through his faith that we would all be friends forever. Through his faith that we all had good in us. Even though we all knew that good in us was not something that you could see that well. Robert was also the stupidest one of us all. You may ask how? He never talked normal like us he would make stupid jokes no one got but himself and he was just the, How do I say this with out hurting anyone. Oh yes, he was the nerd of us.
Next we had Justin. Justin was the silent one of us. Even though he knew us, he never talked that much. He was the one guy that I liked the most on my life. But I grew away from him. Slowly but I did. Some how in the darkness of all my dreams and hopes, I let him go. He was to perfect in words to me. But others say he was the goofy ball of us all. Porn he talked about way to much and looked at way to much. Stealing from stores he talked about way to much. He was the dude trying to be cool. The way most assholes were. But with him he wasn’t an asshole. He was Justin being Justin. We all new he didn’t look at porn. And we all knew he wouldn’t steal from the stores we went into. He was all talk but no action.
Now we have me, Kimberly. Kim for short. I am the one who always had the emotional problems with Robert (and with everyone else too). We always fought at each others throat. I think the whole going out thing in our freshman year, broke us apart. We never were as close as friends. And I don’t quite get why. Oh well. What is done is done and what was said was said. Never can we take it back, and never would I wont to. I was one of Sid’s best friends. Together like two playful kittens. Always there trying to help everyone else. And always trying to play the tricks. But I always got hated for doing tricks. Mainly mine was on Robert, and he didn’t appreciate me playing tricks on him.
Now Like is said before. It was to be our best night of our lives. We were all ready to go. All ready to dance the night away. All ready to do no jokes. Just us together in our group for maybe the last time.
I sit in my car watching Sid walk into the airport, leaving for Massachusetts. For college on a art scholarship. I know she will be the best artiest that I know and will ever see. Her art has a beauty to it that makes it glow. She has a touch to her art that the world is waiting to see.
We already have plans for when we will get to see each other again. But still I feel as if I am losing her. As if I will never see her again. But then I know we will still be friends down this rocky road.
Pulling away now. And that night is still in my head. It’s still skyrocketing into my brain. I still don’t understand why what happened, happened.
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(This is based off of real people. Events have not really token place though. This is our prom and were only Sophomores. hehe)
It was to be our best night of our lives. Everyone says you can’t pass it up. That you have to go. But all I remember was a disaster waiting to happen. We all should have known that with us nothing could have gone right. We are the bad luck charms of the future as we all know.
First there is Sid. Her real name is Elizabeth. But Sid, she always went by after our freshmen year. She was the nut. And I mean the nuttiest person we had all never seen before. But in that nut she was Sid. Sid the crazy, the insane, and the weirdo. Many people had never seen the real her. Just what she gave out to see. But if you knew her knew her. Like we all did. You could have saw a girl with hopes and dreams. A girl we all knew that was going to make it in this world. A girl we all knew that was talented, gifted, sent from haven, and was an angel; a savor to us all. She was the one that kept us all together, all through high school.
Second there was Josh. Josh was the shortest of us all. But he grew. We never thought he would but, through our sophomore and junior year, he became a growing weed. Being the sport and the second closest person to us all. He kept us together through our emotions. If anyone was down he was there, Just as Sid was there. He was the second funniest and the second smartest one us all.
The smartest one of us had to have been Robert. He was mister all A’s. He was mister God guy. Who kept us together through his faith that we would all be friends forever. Through his faith that we all had good in us. Even though we all knew that good in us was not something that you could see that well. Robert was also the stupidest one of us all. You may ask how? He never talked normal like us he would make stupid jokes no one got but himself and he was just the, How do I say this with out hurting anyone. Oh yes, he was the nerd of us.
Next we had Justin. Justin was the silent one of us. Even though he knew us, he never talked that much. He was the one guy that I liked the most on my life. But I grew away from him. Slowly but I did. Some how in the darkness of all my dreams and hopes, I let him go. He was to perfect in words to me. But others say he was the goofy ball of us all. Porn he talked about way to much and looked at way to much. Stealing from stores he talked about way to much. He was the dude trying to be cool. The way most assholes were. But with him he wasn’t an asshole. He was Justin being Justin. We all new he didn’t look at porn. And we all knew he wouldn’t steal from the stores we went into. He was all talk but no action.
Now we have me, Kimberly. Kim for short. I am the one who always had the emotional problems with Robert (and with everyone else too). We always fought at each others throat. I think the whole going out thing in our freshman year, broke us apart. We never were as close as friends. And I don’t quite get why. Oh well. What is done is done and what was said was said. Never can we take it back, and never would I wont to. I was one of Sid’s best friends. Together like two playful kittens. Always there trying to help everyone else. And always trying to play the tricks. But I always got hated for doing tricks. Mainly mine was on Robert, and he didn’t appreciate me playing tricks on him.
Now Like is said before. It was to be our best night of our lives. We were all ready to go. All ready to dance the night away. All ready to do no jokes. Just us together in our group for maybe the last time.
I sit in my car watching Sid walk into the airport, leaving for Massachusetts. For college on a art scholarship. I know she will be the best artiest that I know and will ever see. Her art has a beauty to it that makes it glow. She has a touch to her art that the world is waiting to see.
We already have plans for when we will get to see each other again. But still I feel as if I am losing her. As if I will never see her again. But then I know we will still be friends down this rocky road.
Pulling away now. And that night is still in my head. It’s still skyrocketing into my brain. I still don’t understand why what happened, happened.
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