Anna

CHAPTER NINE


The next morning I awoke to loud knocks on my door. I groggily pulled the covers off of me and set my feet on the ground, and slowly walked to the loud door.
When I opened it my father stood their with a terrified look in his eyes.
"Daddy?" I said, slowly stepping out of my room.
He didn't say anything. "Daddy?" I said again.
"Come, yeh need to see yer mam."
"What's wrong?" I said, grabbing my coat and shoes and following him to the elevator.
Again, he didn't reply.
"Dad? Is mom alright?"
"Yeh just need to see her. I- I can't explain for meself." And then we were in the elevator, rushing to the hospital.

I know that I am good at english, but am I good at writing? Please write on my blog so I can have an idea if I need to work on anything. I want to be a writer, so I want my writing to be as good as possible. :)

The Long Night

This is also a poem that I wrote for english, but this one is from 8th grade.

During the long restless night,

from the large shattered glass,

under the long wooden table,

near the shaking doorway,

into the dusty area,

around all the falling pictures,

through the big windowless bedroom,

over the boards,

down to the ground,

under the bed,

over the boxes,

beneath all the curtains,

on top

of the carpeted floor,

inside the house,

concludes to the suffocating boards

pushing me to the ground - then

over the sea

beyond anything dreams could conjure up,

into the relentless sky.

What Happens Next?

What happens next when someone you love has died?
What happens next when that starts to change your life?
What happens next when you feel the helplessness take over?
What happens next when all the possibilities are shrunk into one?

What happens next when your mom gets remarried?
What happens next when you feel out of the group?
What happens next when you find that she'll never leave him?
What happens next when you start to like him?

What happens next when your depression is gone?
What happens next when you start to laugh again?
What happens next when all the possibilities are set before you?
What happens next when people want to be around you more?

What happens next when you find that person, and they find you?
What happens next when they first hug you?
What happens next when they first put their arm around you?
What happens next when you want to be with them all of the time?

What happens next when your friends say that you two are cute together?
What happens next when your mom joins in on the drama?
What happens next when your friend's heart is broken?
What happens next when your heart breaks for her?

This is a poem that I wrote for english.

Daunting Wood

This is a poem that I am woorking on for English, that I am entering into a poetry contest.

Walking straight, no longer seeing

my face black from the dust;

I shake my head my, my longing being

to escape this daunting wood.

My thoughts escape me, the fear exceeding,

the knowing that I should

meet my danger, and so I'm seeking

to escape this daunting wood.

A look to my left, a look to my right,

I see nothing that is in my sight.

I step out of the dark, knowing where I stood

trying to escape this daunting wood.

Backing up, turning around

my feet stop, they make no sound.

A twig falls, scareing me, and makes me fall with a thud;

I look around, it's still the daunting wood.

The laughs, the fears, the thoughts

and leers, the talk of this old wood.

I now realize that I can't,

escape this daunting wood.