First person perspective poems about emotions, how they feel, and what they do. This is a way if Interpreting what these emotions say to you when you feel them. Theses poems are based off things I feel daily, some are based on my friends because of how they dealt with their situation. Feel free to request an emotion if I don't already have it!

In this book, I describe a story about a girl who's diagnosed with lung cancer in her junior high school year, and lives with it until her junior year of high school( lol).

"I'm a girl, sort of. I'm alive, sort of. And, I'm part demon. All I remember is falling down the portal when my step- mother demon pushed me in. Wow, I really thought she was a good person. And, now I live in a cave, on Pandora. "Did I mention my name? My names Maven. And, my dad is the ultimate demon lord." K, I just wanted to write a new story so I could get out the stuff I think about. I like to think of different story's. That's all I really do. Enjoy! I hope!

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

Just a bunch of pictures I found on Google and found funny