Short Story Collection

I Like To Tell Stories/ Don't Hurt Me

Hey, guys!! This is a poem that I entered into a book a few years ago! I worked for about a month on it, and I actually got a letter back from the publisher asking if I wanted to publish the story! But by the time I talked with my teacher and my mom, the date I had to get back to the company had passed... So much for being a published writer at 14!! :/ well, here you go!!

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Once, when I belonged

No goodbye ever existed

My dreams were big and I honored them like jewels

But now as I stand in front of this mirror, I am now free

My dreams are sealed like a clam in a shell

Sadness has overcome me

Today, I leave my house

Where I was determined to leave

My shoes will guide me to the ocean, to the sky

Goodbye to my family, goodbye to my friends

Goodbye to the one place I know

Goodbye forever and ever never to return

Condemned to this exile

My only dream, crushed

Pealed away from my soul like an onion

This is all i am leaving behind

A story, a note, a dream

So that one day, I may return to the one and ony place I know

Now this is my story, my dream

I like to tell stories, about life as I knew it.

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Now! This one I just wrote and it's pretty much the same as the one above! Just different! This one I entered in a bully contest for my school last month. I'm still waiting on results!! So Enjoy this one!

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A long time ago, many years ago

I once belonged.

I never had to say goodbye to the old

Always hello to the new.

But now, as I look at my reflection,

I only see a failure.

A nobody.

And only a single person made me feel this way.

What did I do to this person

To make them hate me

And treat me worse than dirt?

I now feel exiled

From school,

From home,

Even from my own life.

I never felt the need to leave,

But now I can't wait to get out.

My bags are packed,

My ties severed.

A clean cut never hurt, right?

Now I say goodbye

Forever

Never to return.

This is all I am leaving behind.

A note, a story

For a time after I leave

So that people may know my pain

And try to stop this torture I went through.

So listen to my story.

Hear my pain

About a girl

Driven to this unfortunate fate

All because of a single formidable person

Who shall remain unnamed.

For I like to tell stories

To the less fortunate people

Who go through hell each day,

So they don't end up like me,

The girl who ran away.

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Well, that took longer to type out than I thought it would!! It's not too fun having a hurt wrist with no brace or anything!!

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