Friends and emotions

Emotions vary from angry,sad, to happy...including everything in between. They make the world go round, and sometimes get the best of us. Friends are also part of life. It sucks to have HAD a so called BFF that doesn't really care. It is like they just get something out of being your friend. It hurts know! Especially when that friend neglects you for more "popular " things, but what if the "popular" thing isn't right?. I just must say that I miss the old friend and what we used to be, but I've moved on. Have a great life without me. Bye-Bye!!!

Mariel Part 4

I sit in a leather chair with the brown suited men standing behind me making me feel uneasy. A young, dark haired man sits atop the desk in front of me. "I'm Detective Strathmore",he says."I work for-." I cut him off and ask through gritted teeth ,"What am I doing here?!" He stares at me directly in the eyes for a moment then answers,"I'll be asking the questions around here." He tosses a large envelope he had been holding in his hand into my lap. He nods his head as if telling me to open it, so of course, I do. It contains pictures of a man with jet black hair(just like mine), many also contain a little girl that looks around 3 or 4 years old. "Do you recognize this man?" "I have never seen him", I reply. He flashes me a confused look, "Do you recognize the girl?" I nod my head no. "Hmmm...",Detective Strathmore says,"This man sure seems to know you...especially since you are the girl in these pictures." TO BE CONTINUED...

Mariel Part 3

   On the drive to the school (or Devil's Daycare) ,it is quiet,but not like I was paying attention anyway. She, as in my mother, could have screamed directly in my face and I wouldn't have heard. I was so caught up in other things like the reasons behind why people were following every step I took. I hadn't noticed we had pulled up at the school til my mom put her hand on my shoulder. I get out of the car without a word. No "I love you's" , "Have a good day", nothing like that. Ever since we moved here it had been that way. I walk directly to my locker, getting nasty stares...as always. I guess people here don't know how to welcome people, and I'll forever be The New Girl.
    Time ticks by slowly, boring class after another...til 4th period. A student worker walks into the classroom, her high heels clinking across the tile floor,and says,"Mariel Rodgers is needed immediately in the office." I look up from my work to find everyone's eyes on me. I walked out of the room to the office with my knees a little shaky. I look through the office's glass door to find some men in brown suits. Usually someone wouldn't freak out over this , but there is one thing- those men have been following me! TO BE CONTINUED

Mariel Part 2

I climb up the tree to my second-story bedroom window. A harder task then it sounds. I climb up a tree with low limbs onto the roof, up to the very top. My window has a rusted railing around the outside. I drop myself onto, always hoping I can keep my balance and not land in a lifeless lump in the front yard.I climb into the open window and glance at the alarm clock beside my bed. 6:59 am-Perfect!I'm tossing my bed covers over me as I hear the soft pad of feet coming down the hallway towards my room.They bust in,"Wake up!"Then she leaves the room, back down the hall, and closes a door with a big thump. She isn't exactly a morning person.Then it hits me! Well,great...do you know what's worse than living in this hell hole? That's right, going to school in it.
TO BE CONTINUED...

Mariel Part 1

The leaves crunch under my feet as the air brings a cool sensation across my face.It is turning Spring ,but the leaves are as they were during Autumn. I enter the clearing, my escape place ever since I moved to this hell hole. I sense that someone has been here.It wouldn't surprise me much.I know people have been following me.I can smell it in the air, and can almost taste it on my tongue.The real question to ask is...what do they want? Wouldn't you wonder the same thing? TO BE CONTINUED...

Wishes

Shooting Stars*** dance across the night sky, while !!:!! ticks on by. Dandelion seeds fly around fields of grass , while wells receive the usual coin s
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The candles are b- l- o- w- n that brighten your cake, while wishes are formed in the wake. Keep wishing...keep wishing, but nothing ever comes true. Keep wishing...but really, what are them wishes going to do???

Greetings!

I personally do not care if anyone out there bothers to read these posts or not. They are meant for me ... An escape ( I guess you could call it)Also I must warn you I might say things, but if I use a name in this blog, it won't actually be that person's name.Also if someone does date read this boringness ... I must tell you how I got the name of this blog. One of my teachers had a sign in her classroom that said" What is popular isn't always right, what is right isn't always popular ." The phrase has just kind of stuck with me ever since then. It works exceptionally well for Middle and High School. What do you think?