Add your content here Add your content here	What made the ocean   Once upon a time mother earth was all alone, and wished the she would have someone to accompany her. So she cried out to fate and made a wish to have something to fill her empty heart. Mother earth was a very loved goddes. She was gental and beautiful. So fate decided that mother earth's wish shall be granted, And that she shall concieve children(humans), but mother earth spoiled her children and they would no longer listen to her pleas. They began to destroy her with their greed. They ripped out her hair and killed her other froms of children. The next day mother earth could no longer hold in her feelings of despair and she began to cry. The water flowed down her curves and began to settle in other places. And that is how the ocean was made.......	I went to towers... my old school to remember the good times.. but none came to mind.. i sat down on my favorite little pillar... where i used to wait for my brother after school... i waited for hours... but he didnt come... a si knew he wouldnt.. because hes locked up in a little room else where... are you weeping dear brother...? are you weeping for the both of us? because i cant seem to shed a tear... i feel the sensations... but the tears fail to some... so i continued to wait...then i finially found the strength to stand and slowly i walked the fine line towards the gateway entrance.. i compaired my shoe to a fot print left in the cement... not mine... but still a childs... by the age of what i once was... then i began to spin... like i so loved to do in those days... like i still love to do now... my coat flowing gracefully around me... like the black dress i used to love... the black flower printed dress that used to stop at my knees... no onger fits... no longer here... i stopped at the maingate and stopped to read the old rules.. then made my way in through the smaller gate... the only one open...i walked through the once windy halls remembering my old teachers... the old scent of mrs. moffet that would linger long after she passed by.. only in my memory now.. how tiny... the coat racks... how low.. the door knobs... and how small the once large ledge i used to love to walk on... kill a fly.. turned the corner... remembering the sandwich i smashed laughing to myself... how funny it was then... body slamed against red brick... slowly sinking back into my once little form... hearing your huskydry old voice.. scolde me... remembering your nails... digging into my arm... peeling skin... blood concealed well by then pretty little dress... you lonely old schrew... ill never forget you... ill never forgive you... take your anger out on me... i was only a child..... comming home... your inprint still embedded in my innocent supple skin... the look on mothers face... her anger... the hope of revenge... but no action... i wasnt inportant enough... rons grades were slipping... its been a long day... sorry for the inconvience......... more imprints... no action... not enough blood spilled... not enough tears... sorry for the inconvience.......... i still have the buring hatred for you miss elswick... but i sleep well knowing your probably finially in your place... rotting in a hole somewhere.... where i can look down upon you... walking down a hallway... look to the left.. a stray cat... look to the right... a shameful scene... was it your turn that week?.... my hand sheilds my eyes... fucking men.... and i continue on... HA!... this old tree is still here...? remembering the milk bags i used to drink out of... peering through bushes... did i put on a good show for you and your friend?... you fucking bastards... and i continue on... i sit down again... one onthe other of my favorite pillars... my legs still cant touch the ground... and they dangle freely... kicking them back and forth... Ah you... i once saved you from a bunch of bastards who wanted to scratch and hurt you... i hit the guy in the face with my backpack.... and all for you... my pretty leafy friend... a spider on my face i back away... whats that?... rustling noise?.... an empty bottle... i walk up to it... and it blows away slowly... then it stops as i approch it ... i watch it and the wind spins it and points.... the bottle told me to go home... so home i went... and the shadows flashing... and the scars on your knuckles... and the pumpkins elegantly lit... and the hole in your wall ... like the hole in your heart... or so you thought... news paper comes out of the bushes on the other side of the street... rushing forward withthe wind... you dare to challenge me?!.. i am still as swift as i once was... have i underestimated you?... you pass me and continue on... but your soon caught in a bush and i pass you up.... humm.. that was fun... lets play again sometime... toodles........ self portrait of me at towers.......	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