@mgraceb00
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Guys I really need your input on ‘Caught on Camera’ if you think I should polish the story comment!! I may publish the book.
I’m back! Sorry I haven’t been on here in a long time. I’m considering working on my story ‘Caught on Camera’. My writing has changed since I first wrote this story and if I continue until the story is finished it may be changed as well. Please leave a comment saying if you think I should continue to write or leave it as it is. Thanks!
@mgraceb00 it's been years....I would but I would have to edit the whole story it feels like a mess now
I dance to prove to myself that I am good enough. And when I step off that stadge, or that gym floor, or that football field, that pavillion or that big hill outside, I either have or I haven't. If I haven't then I work harder until I do find that. If I have then I love that beating heart in my chest, that adrenaline, because at that moment NOTHING else matters. It doesn't matter that I don't have the ideal body, it doesn't matter if I failed that test earlier or even if I'm fighting with my friends. It heals me, dance doesn't let me fall.
Why are you fighting for someone who's not fighting for you?
A thousand burning embers lit up as
Madeline walked along the stone paved path. It's been years since she has come here but it doesn't make this place any less valuable to her. She stepped on the fire, even though it burned the tips of her toes. This is what I deserve she thought.
When Madeline reached the end of the walkway, she sat on the stone bench under the arch that holds a variety of flowers. She examined her feet, now blistered and burnt. They looked almost crispy and yet she still hadn't completed her goal. Her feet were still attached, soot laced and blood red mixed together. There was nothing that could tear away the memory of what she'd done. Madeline then stood and continued her journey until the fire ate at her, and she was no more.
I've hated myself for what I have done to you. You are the person that I will always love. Which means that no matter how much I'm broken for how I hurt you and how you hurt me, I have no choice but to forgive you. Please give me one more chance to be your friend, if you don't love me like I love you then you will deny it. I'll try better I promise, but I can't live knowing you're absolutely done. I'd have to be mad at you and that doesn't feel right.
The hope inside me shines with a red-orange light. The hope that this will work, that I will no loger have to feel as if I am burning from the inside out. I will no longer have to suffer for what I once caused. This started with me, and it will end with me as the hope of a thousand burning embers starts a fire.
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Hide Away
She crosses her arms
In hopes to keep her feelings hidden.
She burries her thoughts deep inside
To keep from screaming out her lungs.
She looks away
Knowing no one can help.
In order to hide
In order to forget everything
To forget what has happened
To forget what she is
Her heart must be sealed
Her feelings must never show
For she must close off
For she must hide away
The picture in the mirror
Feels more like darkness
Feels more real than like a ghost.
Most say skin doesn't matter
Most say don't judge by a cover.
She thinks and she tries
She fails and she cries.
As every wave of water
As every heartache,
She must conceal
She must hide away.