(Written in 6th Grade)(Incomplete) "I never knew that...you...loved me.." I said with the hot steamy tears running down my face. "I'm just...how do you say...h..a..p..p..y to see you one last time..." He said trying to grip harder. I can't let go, I mustn't! It's hard to grip onto a slimy hand. Then, he said with a sm...
Maybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, because in reality... we are society. I've come to realize that just maybe...