Gem and I walked into school together, like w always do. We've been best friends since we were five.
"Hey Carissa," Gem said.
"What?", I replied.
"Well you know how we both love poetry?"
"Yeah"
"I was thinking we could make a shared Google doc. We could write all our poems on it."
"Gem!! That's a great idea!!", I squealed.
"Great! I'll share the doc with you in Homeroom.", Gem replied.
Then we went to their lockers and unpacked, and went to our separate homerooms. I headed over to Mrs. Clarke's class, while Gem entered Mr. Rees' room.
I opened up Google docs and clicked on the button that said Shared With Me, and there was the document Gem shared with me. I opened it up, to see that Gem had already written a poem.
Potatoes
By: Gem Blackwood
Potatoes,
Brown on the outside but on the inside white.
Potatoes,
They watch you sleep at night.
Potatoes,
So dark and full of doom.
Potatoes,
They'll make their way to your room.
Potatoes,
They watch you as you count your sheep.
Potatoes,
They never ever sleep.
Potatoes,
You scare me skin to bone.
Potatoes,
I hate being home alone.
Potatoes,
I hide behind locked doors.
Potatoes,
You burrow beneath the floors.
Potatoes,
I fear that fateful day.
Potatoes,
When you take my life away...
I shook my head, laughing. Gem always did have something against potatoes. I started to type up my own.
The Meaning of Potatoes
By: Carissa Daniels
Sometime I wonder,
Why potatoes mean so much to you,
What are they really?
Why do you lay there at night,
wondering what potatoes are.
What potatoes mean,
Why they taste so good?
Why do we all at some point,
Doubt potatoes,
We all doubt the power of potatoes.
So today, my friend,
I ask you not to underestimate the power of potatoes.
Potatoes are what connect us to our imagination.
I hit enter and exited the document. The morning announcements came on. Apparently there was a school dance for the seventh graders this Friday. I texted Gem and asked if she wanted to go with our other friend Kat.
(G-Gem C-Carissa)
C- Hey Gem, there's a dance this Friday. You wanna go with Kat?
G- sure! I'll text her and ask if she can come.
C- Ok
G- She said sure. Is the dance causal or formal with all those gross frilly dresses?
C- it's causal(add laughing emoji) thank god
G- Ok good, bye first period starts soon
C-oh yeah, bye
We walked to first period together, which was math. Ew. Math is just a great way to start the day.
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HorrorGem and Carissa have been best friends since they were four years old. They both had a common interest in poetry and writing. They decide to create a document to write down their poems and inspirations. One day, they go on the document to find a cre...
