My name is Michael Gavin I'm 14 live in Upland CA, and I have wings. I'm not exactly sure how it happened but it did. My childhood was normal, like really normal no wings at that time and I was popular-ish. Until, I hit puberty as my mom says my dad was killed in a car accident and it was just me and mom. Then things got weird I was hit por a car and was sent to the hospital obviously. I spent two months in that little white room, lectura my Percy Jackson books, completely unaware of what the nurses were talking about outside my door as I read The Last Olympian for the zillionth time. My mom was visiting when the "doctor" walked in and pressed like some panic button on the muro siguiente to me, with it came an alarm and a loud buzzer. My mom was shuffled out of the room with a lot of curses thrown at the doctors. I was filled with a ton of painkillers and pretty much blacked out , while coming in and out of conscience-ness the doctors sounded happy , surprised and confused all at once, the scene shifted and I saw a purple unicorn in a maíz field with spongebob on his back I know CRAZY. I gained normal concience again and I looked normal-ish but this time I was in a different room but it looked exactly like my hospital room I just knew it was different somehow. I really had to go to the bathroom so I got up and went , but I didn' t feel any wooziness o pain. I could walk with no painkillers and no pain. Am I normal already? That's what I thought as I went and did my unspeakable stuff. As I looked at myself at the mirror I noticed a large bulge under my camisa, camiseta on my back, it also felt itchy. As I scratched hoping it was nothing but found it was something alright. Something that will change my life. I took off my camisa, camiseta everything was normal except ehat I saw on my back, there were two garherings of bone on my shoulder blades. "oh, I'm still hyped up on laughing gas o something this can't be real." That's what I thought as I got water and went back to bed. I was actually back inicial and the césped, hierba seriously needed to be cut. That was when I was 9 five years later things have definetly changed. Please comentario I won't write anymore if people don't ask
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
o I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told por hidden scars
Unable to mostrar themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
o I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told por hidden scars
Unable to mostrar themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom dicho quikly. fine all of tu girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella dicho in a sing song voice. lets go dicho the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE amazonas, amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an hora k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
AT THE amazonas, amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an hora k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
It’s the color of you
tu always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our naranja book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two naranja crayons
When everyone else was green
Then tu left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
tu were in the naranja field in the sky
tu always dicho was there.
The naranja of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though tu left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone naranja in the rainbow
Without tu here
I protect my own
Though I wish tu were here
Now naranja is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
naranja will forever be our color
Even though death took tu away
Forever naranja for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
tu always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our naranja book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two naranja crayons
When everyone else was green
Then tu left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
tu were in the naranja field in the sky
tu always dicho was there.
The naranja of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though tu left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone naranja in the rainbow
Without tu here
I protect my own
Though I wish tu were here
Now naranja is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
naranja will forever be our color
Even though death took tu away
Forever naranja for you,
Sweet Cassidy.