Dear Noel,
I wish you were still here. At times I go back to when we were little- we loved to eat Push Pop Ice Cream and played in the pool every day at summer. You were my best friend….. But we were like sisters, playing house with my little brother. Your grandmother got along with my grandmother, too- they talked to each other, and life seemed to be so easy. But then we parted by moving away. I still thought of you every day, and every night I worried that something would happen to you. But now, you’ve left us all, and gone on to a place only you and your sister know about, along with many people I never even lived to see. You’re lucky to live in that world- there is no violence, only peace, and you get to meet new people and pets. But I miss you so much- because we aren’t together. You live so high compared to where I am, and everyone on Earth wants you back down with them. But someday- we may live with you, too. Sometimes I sing to myself a sad song that reminds me of you. Sometimes people are mad you’re gone. You were my most trusted friend and companion……. To see you go makes me feel empty, like having nothing to eat. I never got the chance to say goodbye, good luck, I’ll miss you, or I love you. But now I do- and I hope you get this letter in Heaven. Love, me.
I wish you were still here. At times I go back to when we were little- we loved to eat Push Pop Ice Cream and played in the pool every day at summer. You were my best friend….. But we were like sisters, playing house with my little brother. Your grandmother got along with my grandmother, too- they talked to each other, and life seemed to be so easy. But then we parted by moving away. I still thought of you every day, and every night I worried that something would happen to you. But now, you’ve left us all, and gone on to a place only you and your sister know about, along with many people I never even lived to see. You’re lucky to live in that world- there is no violence, only peace, and you get to meet new people and pets. But I miss you so much- because we aren’t together. You live so high compared to where I am, and everyone on Earth wants you back down with them. But someday- we may live with you, too. Sometimes I sing to myself a sad song that reminds me of you. Sometimes people are mad you’re gone. You were my most trusted friend and companion……. To see you go makes me feel empty, like having nothing to eat. I never got the chance to say goodbye, good luck, I’ll miss you, or I love you. But now I do- and I hope you get this letter in Heaven. Love, me.
Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell you a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer or a voice actress.
I am interested in Star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favorite pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank you for giving me your time to read this article! :D
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer or a voice actress.
I am interested in Star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favorite pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank you for giving me your time to read this article! :D
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright orange tan
But then one day she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The next day at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a home tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had said
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do you think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright orange tan
But then one day she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The next day at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a home tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had said
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do you think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing you whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize you are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift you once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 minutes later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing you whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize you are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift you once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 minutes later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…