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Ma, I am home

Finally, I have come

Here I am

Knocking on your door

Ma, I have wounds

I tripped and fell

Down the stairs

Now I bleed

Harder than I did

Ten years ago

Under your watch

Ma, I crawled

On my way here

My hands are frail

But I moved

In a snail pace

Hoping to reach

Before sundown

I should have called

Tell you I'm coming

But the sound of your voice

On the other line

It will never be enough

To soothe me

And you know that

Ma, I am cold

Where I came from

They get snow

All year round

The winter is long

And the people

Oh, they are cruel

You taught me how to love

Well, they turned me around

Now all I know is hatred

I turned into steel

And this strong urge to kill

Runs through my veins

Replacing traces of you

So I boarded the bus

Headed here

Before the human you raised

Completely disappear

Ma, I have a gun

I bought it downtown

Intended to shoot

A man named John

He ruined me

Taught me about the world

Took away my purity

Tossed my soul to the shredder

I was young and unwise

Barely had a voice

Even though I shrieked

Fought between the sheets

But to no avail

This man pinned me down

Took advantage of my naivete

They said men are lions

I didn't know what it meant

And it all dawned on me that day

He put shackles on my hands

Ma, I didn't talk

I fell as silent as the dead

Life has weaken my stead

And then I lost my head

Tried to make appointment

With the God of Death

My wrists show the imprints

Desolation has tattooed

My eyes burn in scarlet rage

My tongue speaks wars I want to wage

I am confused

I am hurt

Shattered in pieces

I crawl back to you

For the world can't heal me

My heart can't warm me

Not now that it became

Colder than Spooky Nebula

Ma, I am home

I hope you take me back

Fix my broken wings

Ma, I am here....

-Ma, I am here,

katie, 13:22

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(It was so hard to write this. What a relief that I did!)

I was reminiscing about the 8th grade today(I was like 12 for the non-Americans), and I remembered about this girl who thought purple octopuses were real. So basically I was in a group with four other people. We were in our history class doing a project about the Boston tea party, and we had to make a poster. Now octopus girl volunteered to make the poster. About ten minutes or so into the project octopus girl looks up from the poster and asks if octopus are purple. I thought it was a bit of a weird question but I didn't think much of it and replyed with something along lines of "they change color so technically they can be purple, but normally they tend to be shades of orange or red". Unfortunately, for me and my two other group members, octopus girl, for whatever reason, took offense to this. She spent almost an entire hour or so of the class period showing us all images of either purple octopus plushies or obviously photoshopped octopuses just to prove her point that purple octopuses were real. She only stopped when her friend, who was one of group members, said we had 6 minutes left of class. Octopus girls face looked mortified, because apparently the entire reason she had asked the question, was because she wanted to draw an octopus. She hastily drew an octopus. It looked like a weird purple blob with 8 misshapen limbs. Our teacher thought it was a jellyfish...

Guess what crazy white person shit I did yesterday😙😙😙😙😙😙😙✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌💅💅💅💅💅💅💅💅

Ok so I was driving down the highway with my family and I thought I saw an alligator so I yelled gator. We got all the way to the turnout were we lived and we drove back down the highway and we went over the median, which is ILLEGAL, and we didn't see it so my mother started driving BACKWARDS.... But anyways we drove back over the median and started heading down the highway AGAIN. And so we did another illegal crossing of the median and started heading back towards our house looking for the gator. And then my sibling yells out 'THERE IT IS' and my mother swerves to pull over cause we were doing like 70. And you know what the gator was? It was a fucken tree branch......... So basically we did some crazy illegal white people shit over a tree branch.

Here's the tree branch. It's now being called the 'Pine Gator'. Facts about the pine gator is that it shows up on the side of the road at night and is often mistaken for the common alligator. It is closely related to the tire gator.