SMILE-it’s a good life

It was 11:43 on Christmas eve
The moment that changed my life
I can remember every detail

I couldn’t get to sleep, Santa was coming
Snow flakes were wondering down from the sky
Floating about aimlessly
I was staring, amazed at the little white wonders,
When I heard my Mommy start to yell

I crept into the hallway
And sat right outside their room
Mommy was yelling at Daddy
I could tell she was cryin

She said ‘Don’t you love me?’
He said ‘Of course I do!’
‘How long, how long have you been…’
‘For about a year’ he had whispered in pain

She had started sobbing really loud
She had run out of the room
She didn’t even look at me when I said ‘Mommy?’
I heard the garage door open
And my Mommy drove away

My Daddy slammed the door
I felt so alone
I crawled into my older sisters bed and shook her awake
‘Mommy’s gone!’ I had cried
She got up and held me wearily
‘It’s okay, hush, dont worry, it’ll all be okay’

It’s all my fault I thought
If I didn’t need to go to soccer and basketball all the time,
Maybe Mommy would still be here…

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Now I go back and forth between two homes
One with my Mommy
And one with my Daddy and New Mommy
I wish they were still together
It’s all my fault…

I really liked bballchica’s a hot day.  I thought it was really good!  this is my piece A COLD DAY:

The air was crisp

The bitter cold was resonating through it

Touching my skin, with the slightest brush

Kissing my whole body with cool, cracked  lips

White mist covered the ground

Small snowflakes wondered through the gap of air between

cool cloud and froven ground

I stood on the frost covered grass,

Marveling at the little diamonds left on each blade

As I breathed, I could see my secrets in the smoke emerging from my nose

All of this a tiny reminder that sometimes the biggest and most diverse wonders of the world

Are as small and unique as one tiny snowflake

The Twin Towers stood tall, like trees on planes of grass
We all thought that they were industructabe
We were wrong

There were two planes, both going to Los Angeles
We all thought they couldn’t get hijacked
We were wrong

The two planes were in New York City, flying low in the sky
We all thought they wouldn’t collide with the World Trade Centers
We were wrong

Hundreds of firefighters in the lobby, trying to make an escape plan
Thousands of people thinking they are going to be ok, unaware of the dangers
We all thought that the towers wouldn’t collapse
We were wrong

Americans in the Middle East, invading Iraq
We all thought we were going to find nuculear bombs
We were wrong

Millions of Americans in the Middle East, fighting a war
We all thought this would be quick
We were wrong

Now thousands are dead
We all thought this was a good idea, and now some of us think
We were wrong

It looked like a hole. It didn’t look special, not like anything my dog couldn’t have done. It did seem a little too deep, round and well perfect;like it was dug with a shovel versus a set of front paws;but that was easily overlookable. Then, the next day, there was another one. The same size, shape and depth, but about 3 feet apart. Coincidence, thats what I thought, but I was wrong. The next day, the hole had gotten deeper. And the next day, the hole got deeper. It contined to get so deep, I finally came to terms with the fact that someone or something was digging holes in my lawn overnight. I took survey of everything that was in my lawn. An old shed, full of tools, but that was locked 24/7; a pot of flowers, a dirty old lawn gnome, and eleven of my dogs chew toys. That night, I sat in my living room, patiently waiting for someone to come over my fence with a shovel and dig a hole. To my suprise, that didn’t happen. What did is totaly bizarre. Promise not to laugh? Okay, so remember my dusty old gnome? Mmmk well, he’s alive. Hey! You promised not to laugh! Thank you! I felt my mouth drop as he shook himself off and walked over to the hole. He jumped inside and started to dig. I could only watch. He dug for hours, but what can you expect with a shovel that size! When he was finally done, he moved all the dirt to my flower pot and dumped it there. I felt in a transe. Its not everyday you see a live lawn gnome! I cautiously got to the door and went outside. He saw me and starred. He smiled, winked and jumped into the hole. I ran over and he was gone. Yea, that was pretty much the weirdest moment in my life. Just remember, if you have a lawn gnome and a hole, its the gnome!