A good book... or not? (Part four)

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When I next opened my eyes, I knew something was very wrong. Shadow was the only one I could see. He was holding a knife out in a defensive position. He had his eyes on something I couldn’t see. I was lying there on my back in the dirt and moldy leaves.
“Climb a tree. Slowly and carefully,” Shadow instructed
Where was everyone else?
“Where-” I began.
Shadow cut me off, “Up in those trees,” he gestured skyward
I glanced up and saw Karma in the tree directly above me. Her eyes were wide, looking at me. Dee and Jay were in the same tree. Jay was hanging onto Dee’s shoulders; he looked like he was terrified. Dee’s normally dark face was pale. They all looked scared.
“Why are they so freaked out?” I asked tersely
“Look around you,” he answered
His eyes never left… whatever it was he was looking at. I did look around. I couldn’t see anything unusual.
“That’s not important right now,” I said “I had a vision! We’re about to be attacked by wolves!”
“Really? I hadn’t noticed,” Shadow snapped back sarcastically
“You mean…”
“Yes,” Shadow hissed quietly
Now that I looked closer there was something different.
Glowing yellow-green eyes, half hidden in the trees.
I swore.
Shadow glanced at me, taking his eyes off the wolf for the first time.
I had something extremely important to say. “Uh…”
“Climb. A. Tree. Now!” Shadow answered.
Oh. Duh. I should have done that when he said everyone else was in a tree.
I started to get up. Shadow’s boot stopped me.
“Slowly,” he reminded me.
I stood up all the way.
“What about you?” I asked him
“I’ll be there when you are,” he said.
I could hear panic threatening to burst out of him at every word.
I opened my mouth.
“Go!” Shadow said without looking at me
This exchange took about thirty seconds, total.
I turned and fled up into the nearest tree.
I watched as Shadow turned and climbed a tree, still holding out his knife. He was faster than I expected.
Then I saw something that made my heart stop.
A wolf, a big furry brute with gleaming canines, leaped for Shadow.
“Shadow!” I screamed in horror.


* * *

I watched helplessly, as Shadow tried to fend off the wolf. He swiped at it with his knife.
What could I do! What could I do! I was stuck in a tree, and he was facing a rabid wolf, because he’d stayed on ground level to protect me!
“Your power!” I yelled, although it came out as more of a squeak because I was so freaked out.
Shadow heard, though, and he immediately began to fade from my sight.
I held my breath, and shut my eyes, feeling hopelessness seep into ever fiber in my being.
Shadow… what would I do if the worst had happened?
He might have gotten away, though, I thought, to tear my brain from that mind blowing thought. I mean, I’d lived with him for practically my whole life!
I opened my eyes slowly and glanced around at Dee, and the rest of them. To make sure that they, at least, were alright. Dee was even paler than she had been a minute ago. She was staring fixedly at the last spot Shadow had been visible. I closed my eyes again, and felt the tears start to come. I held them in as much as I could.
Shadow…
I felt something watching me, and my eyes snapped open as I turned, ready to fight whatever it was.
I had my third huge shock of the morning.
Shadow was sitting about an arm’s length away, on a slightly higher branch.
“Shadow!” I yelped, “You’re okay!”
I wanted to hug him, but I couldn’t risk it; he was too far away. I’d wait.
“Yeah, I guess…” his voice trailed off
I looked him over; he looked bad. His jeans were shredded from the knee down, with this large cut from the back of his knee, to his ankle. It seemed pretty nasty and painful. And deep. And he was kind of woozy, I think, like how you get when your blood sugar gets too high, or something.
“How’d you get up here like that?” I asked, pointing to his leg. “I barely got up here, and I wasn’t injured at all!”
“Adrenaline,” he answered, then grinned weakly “Normally I can’t climb at all,”
I could hear relived laughter coming from Dee. Jay was hanging onto her still, his face white. Dee tried to loosen Jay’s grip on her neck. He’d most likely been nearly choking her, but neither of them had noticed, because of Shadow. Jay moved until his arms were around her shoulders.
The wolf was still pacing around the tree, at the base of the trunk.
I could see carefully suppressed rage, and fear when Shadow looked at the wolf.
“It’s just his job; he can’t help being a wolf,” I told him quietly.
“I know,” Shadow sighed “But I can’t help being angry when I look at that… animal,”
“Me neither, what he did to you…” I said
We were silent for a while.
“Why was he alone anyway?” Shadow asked “Don’t wolves usually hunt in packs?”
“Maybe he’s a ’lone wolf’” I joked.
I kept watching him for a minute, then I turned away to look towards the others.
I called to Karma, about a yard away, and Jay and Dee, just slightly closer.
“We’re gonna sleep up here tonight, If the wolf doesn’t leave. Got it?”
I got a couple of tired nods, but that was about it.
Shadow bandaged his own leg, even though I begged him to rest, and let me do it for him.
He made his spot as cozy as he could under the circumstances.
I threw a blanket up to Shadow, out of my backpack.
Then I laughed. With absolutely no humor.
“What?” Shadow asked
“Nothing, it’s just that, we haven’t even had breakfast yet. We’ve been forced away from our home, we’ve rushed through the woods, we got about a mile in, and then I had my second vision of the day, we got attacked by wolves, and you got badly injured! And it’s not even noon! I mean, what else could possibly happen today!?”
Shadow lay down on the tree branch, and closed his eyes.
“We could fall out of the tree, and be killed, either by the wolf if he hasn’t left yet, or by the fall that could very likely break every single bone in our bodies. Twice,”
He answered flatly.
“Thanks,” I said, and gave another humorless laugh, “But that was rhetorical,”
“I know,” he said
We talked about a lot of stuff since we were pretty much stuck up there all day. It was mostly pointless jabber to pass the time. We fell asleep a couple of times, I think. I really only remember the afore mentioned conversation, and what Shadow and I said to each other before we fell asleep for the night.
The sun was just beginning to set, and the sky looked all purpley and kind of pinkish. It was really pretty. We wouldn’t have even seen it if not for that wolf. But still, I’m never again voluntarily sleeping in a tree. And I’ll never think of wolves in the same way. Like, even half way cute.
Shadow had just lain down.
“I’m --” I began
Shadow sat up again and looked at me tiredly.
“Gonna shut up now,” I finished
“That’s not what you were going to say,” he said “But thanks,”
“No problem,” I said
I glanced around once more, to make sure that no one was going to fall out of their trees.
Then I lay down and covered myself with a blanket.
At least it wasn’t winter yet.
“Good night,”
“’Night,”



Again, sooo...?
Hm. Gotta go feed the dogs now. Jeesh, it's cold out there. At least the cat will sit with me when I come back in, warm me up.


Bye,
-DarkHawk09

A good book... or not? (Part three)

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I kept shoving things into a couple of old backpacks.
“Why didn’t you say they were coming right away?” asked Shadow.
“Because,” I answered as I took an old tattered bear from Jay and stuffed it into his pack.
“Be careful with Teddy!” said Jay.
“I will,” I said as soothingly as I found possible right then.
Shadow coughed loudly. “Hello? Will you answer me?”
I sighed, “I can’t -”
Just then Karma started crying.
“Look, Shadow, everything’s chaos right now. Will you keep packing while I take care of Karma?”
Shadow gave me a look that said “I’m not done yet,”
“Okay,” he answered.
I got up and ran to Karma. “Are you okay, sweetie?” I asked.
“No,” sniffled Karma.
I sighed, “Why not?” I asked
“Because I can’t find Princess!”
Princess is a kitten we found a few weeks ago, and since Karma found her, she got to name her. Hey, it was either that or “Fluffy”! I mean, at least “Princess” is slightly imaginative.
“I’m sorry, Karma, but if we can’t find her we have to leave her here-”
I was cut off by a barrage of wailing
“We can’t leave her here!” Karma cried, “She’ll diieee!”
Karma’s already high pitched voice got even higher and louder in distress.
I put my hand over her mouth.
“Shhhh!” I warned, “We can’t be heard!”
Karma continued her wailing.
“Do you want them to find us?!” I hissed
“She won’t die,” Shadow said from beside me.
I almost had a heart attack.
“Shadow!?”
“Who else?” he asked.
“I- never mind!” I snapped. My nerves were more than slightly frazzled.
Shadow wasn’t offended by my attitude. He just went on speaking to Karma
“She won’t die,” he repeated. “Her mother is still here,”
“Really?” asked Karma,
“Yes, I saw her yesterday.”
“Good,” said Karma. She wasn’t happy about leaving Princess behind, but at least her cat wasn’t going to die.
“Karma, you should get your sweater,” I told her.
“But it’s itchy!” She complained
“I know, but it’s also the warmest thing you have.”
Karma sighed “Okay,”
She got up to get it.
“Did you really see the mother?” I asked Shadow from behind my hand.
He shrugged. “No, It won’t hurt to tell her that I did, though,” he whispered back.
“You lied?” I asked him in mock astonishment.
“I lied,” He confirmed, playfully punching my shoulder.
“Well, I-” I began only to be interrupted by a loud crash.
“Ah!” I jumped, “What the-”
“Look,” Shadow interrupted. “Over there,” he added, raising his arm.
I turned to look out a window, and saw a big, greenish brown helicopter heading close to were we were hidden. Too close.
“Chopper!” I yelled “Run!”



* * *

I saw everyone scrabbling around, grabbing their backpacks, out of the corner of my eye. I kept watching the copter, making sure that it never left my sight.
I saw it prepare to land, about a half mile away.
“We’re ready!” Shadow shouted over the noise of the helicopter.
“All right! Let’s split!” I called back to him.
I ran and snatched up Jay as I went, swinging him around onto my back, so he was hanging on my shoulders. He was fast, but not fast enough to keep up with us.
He protested, “Hey!”
But I ignored him. I needed to focus on running. If I took a spill… I decided not to finish that thought. I watched as Shadow grabbed two of the backpacks, his and mine, ‘cause I couldn’t put mine on while I was carrying Jay. Karma was still holding her sweater, running at full speed into the forest. She had her backpack on. Dee wasn’t holding anything except her backpack and a strange bundle wrapped in towels that I couldn’t make out. Shadow was a little bit behind me, slowed down by my backpack. His and mine were the heaviest, I’d made sure that the smaller ones had less weight to bear.
“You okay?!” I yelled over my shoulder.
Shadow glanced up at me, but he didn’t spare his breath answering.
I looked ahead with concern at Dee. She was doing good. They were all doing pretty well, I confirmed, glancing around at everyone else.
Good, at least we’re getting out of sight! I thought to myself as I watched the chopper slow and spin a 360. Looking for us, I realized grimly.
I felt a burst of fire screaming up my leg muscles, but I ignored it, I had more important things to worry about than how sore I was gonna be tomorrow. Jay was getting heavier by the second.
Dee’s bundle was moving slightly, one of the towels had slipped, and she had a determined look on her face. She was not going to drop that bundle of towels. I drew in a sharp intake of breath as I realized what Dee was carrying. I was going to shout up at her to lose it, and quickly, but I knew she’d just ignore me. Kinda like Shadow would have, if he’d been the one with those towels.
My long hair was seriously getting in my way. I was spitting strands out left and right, and blowing them away from my eyes. I made a mental note to cut it shorter when we got… where ever we were going to sleep that night.
The noise of the helicopter was fading, slowly, but fading all the same.
My legs didn’t hurt anymore; in fact, I couldn’t really feel them at all. If I could have, I supposed they’d feel like Jell-o, or something else real wobbly.
We were far enough away that I could set Jay down. I did and he immediately started running, he was faster than me now that I was tiered. He sped up and was able to level off with Karma. She was running about ten feet behind Dee, and I was running a couple feet behind her. Shadow was next to me, on my right. I ran closer to him and held out my hand for my pack so he wouldn’t have to carry it any more. He tossed it to me, and I caught it. We kept running due east, towards the rising sun, still less than half way up. I realized something was different, even as I was running at my top speed.
Shadow figured it out first. “I can’t hear the chopper anymore,”
“Right,” I answered.
“It must have landed,”
“Or flown away,” Shadow said, optimistically.
“We should slow down for now,” he said quietly, changing the subject.
He was tired, we all were. We’d be better, and more able to run after some rest.
“You’re right. We should stop however much I so do not want to.” I managed to gasp out.
“Slow up!” I called ahead to the other three.
The five of us slowed and sank to our knees. Relieved to have some rest, I laughed to myself. I felt my legs start to tingle, and after about fifteen minutes the screaming pain returned. It felt good to sit there, though, however much pain I was in. I felt myself getting dizzy and lightheaded. The last thought in my head that I remember was about wolves. Yeah, strange, I know. More specifically it was how they took down their prey, sometimes. By running it until it suffocated, chasing it down until it couldn’t breathe anymore. And then… then the wolves would go for the throat. The fatal bite. And the deer, or antelope or whatever it was would feel death coming for it at last.




So...

-DarkHawk09

Parkour


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Cool huh? It's like a new sport called Parkour. They might do it in the Olympics soon. All the moves are real, which makes them seem so unreal. They don't really go around beating people up and escaping places like that. The people who shot the clip just decided to make it... I don't know... fun to watch, I guess. It's really cool, though, I love it!

-DarkHawk09

Down For Whatever

Summer Obsession lyrics to
"Down For Whatever"
I love this song!
I don't care
What we do
Where we go
How we get there
We can drive
We can walk
We can fly
We can sit here
(I can do anything I want)
Take your time I'll be fine
(I can do anything I want)
Nevermind me I'm alright
(I'm done)
'Cause tonight
I'm down
For whatever
TonightI'm down
For whatever
Got no flowI'm so broke
Findin' change between couches
Up in smoke
All my plans
Got my hands in my pockets
(I can do anything I want)
Take your timeI'll be fine
(I can do anything I want)
Nevermine me I'm all right
(I'm done)
'Cause tonightI'm down
For whatever
Tonight I'm down
For whatever
A1A bust a left
Drive the beach
when it gets late
Moonlit night
Summer skies
We align with the ocean spray
'Cause
tonightI'm down
For whatever
TonightI'm down
For whatever
(And I am down for
whatever)
I can do anything I want
(I'm down)
Tonight I'm down for whatever
(I can do anything I want)
(I'm down)
I can do anything I
want I'm down
For whatever
TonightI'm down
For whatever
Tonight...
The whole song.
Cool huh?
Yeah...
See ya,
-DarkHawk09

Rainy Day

Today, I've got rainclouds around my head. Literaly because, see, it's raining. Rare in AZ. So it's fun to go out in it sometimes. In the middle of winter, not so much. But it's cool in the summer. From where I am now, I can see it coming down on the sidewalk that leads up to our house. Our plants love it. The ones that don't have frostbite, anyway. And, it's not like I live in Flagstaff, or anything, but it's so cold out there.
The temperature was in the teens last night.
I think AZ is headed into the next Ice Age.
(Yes, I am smarter than that, I was just trying to be funny.)
So, I've got a riddle for you. Off the subject, I know. See if you can figure it out.
It can make people happy.
Yet, it can also drive them into insanity.
It's so quiet.
But it's the loudest thing I've ever heard.
What is it?
I'll give you the answer.
Silence.
The answer is silence.
To quote Owen, from Just Listen,
"Sometimes silence is just so freaking loud,"
I'd have to agree with that statement.
There's a reason that I listen to music bacically 24/7.
I gotta go.
Later,
-DarkHawk09

A good book... or not? (Part two)

Chapter two. Same as last time. Comment freely. Thanks! Oh! also I fixed Chapt. One, so please read it again, before this one.


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I opened my eyes “Ah!” “Shadow!”
“Yeah?” asked Shadow, looking at me warily.
He was kneeling on the floor next to me. Shadow knew about my visions, of course. “Get the others!”
It was still early morning, so most of the group was asleep. Shadow watched me for a second more, then sighed, got up, and headed off to get Jay, Dee, and Karma. “Hurry!” I called after him.
I began to toss some dried and canned food into one pack. I’d take this pack because it would be pretty heavy, having cans in it. I filled it about half way up with food, then, I shoved a couple of blankets in the space that was left.
When Shadow came back, he had several really sleepy kids in tow. Jay, at seven, was the youngest in our little group. Jay whistled quietly, and a bright red bird flew in through the window, and landed on top of his head, on Jay’s reddish hair. It wasn’t really a window, I guess. It was a kind of hole we’d purposefully knocked in the rusty wall, so we could have some day light once in a while. But anyway, his face lit up like a Christmas tree. It always made him so happy to talk to his birds. Jay’s power is extremely confusing. I don’t fully understand it, but, hey, it works, so no one’s complaining.
Karma is nine, going on twenty five: she thinks she knows everything. She’s tall for her age, and has blonde hair, and these extremely pretty blue eyes. When you see her you automatically assume she is harmless. Then you learn more about her…
Karma’s, well, she’s somthin’ else. If she touches someone, she can see into their future, but only once. Like, if she touches you fifty times she’ll only be able to use her power once. And she only sees the best and worst things that will ever happen to you. She can prevent it, if she wants to. But Karma also sees the whole picture. Like how it would affect other people if she stopped something from happening to someone. So, sometimes she doesn’t mess with anything. Sometimes she does. That’s why she named herself “Karma”.
Dee is twelve. She’s very calm, for a twelve-year-old. It’s probably because she’s Shadow’s little sister. You never know. She has black hair, a shade lighter than Shadow’s, and dark skin like him. One difference in their looks, though, is that Shadow looks as dangerous as he is. Dee doesn’t look dangerous, she is. She’s not one of those athletic builds, or anything. Dee does not look very strong, but don’t under estimate her. It could be the last thing you ever do. Dee doesn’t like her “gift”. It makes her feel strange. She says that maybe mind reading is cute when you’re like, under ten. But not when you’re older. She can’t block out her ability or anything, but it’s not like she doesn’t try. She says that when she reads your thoughts, she doesn’t hear it in her mind. She sees it. Like the text in a book, only, kind of on the back of her eyelids.
“So, now will you tell us what’s goin’ on?”
Karma asked Shadow. Shadow looked at me.
“I’ll leave this one to you.” He said.
I rolled my eyes at him, “They’re coming,” I said “Help me pack.”
Nobody asked me who. They just went and got all their stuff.



I'm workin' on it.

-DarkHawk09

P.S. Thanks, Wicked Witch!

A good book... or not?

Hey, I'm writing a book, possibly. And I thought somebody might comment. State your opinion, good and bad. The good ones help me feel... good. The bad ones help me improve my writing. So, freely state your opinions. Thanks.


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Hi. My name is Kay. I have black, waist length hair, sapphire eyes, and no shortage of negativity. I kind of wish that I could change that. The negativity, I mean. I've never written a book before, so I'll just do the best I can. And you'll just have to deal. Yeah, I know that's not the best way to get anyone to read further, but, see, I know you will, anyway. So, my friends and me, we’re orphans. All of us. And we all have some kind of like, “super brain”, or something. Look, I’ll explain it the best that I can, O.K.? So, here goes: Well, Me, Shadow, Jay, Dee, and Karma lived in orphanages. For our first three years. We were in separate places, Shadow and Dee were together, I was alone, and Karma was with Jay. Then we got adopted. Good? No it’s not good, because, see, the people who adopted us, they all had one thing in common: They were from the Center of Neurology. Yeah, I know it’s a slightly cheesy name, but I didn’t make it up.
You connected this to the whole “super brain” thing yet? Well, they took all of us to the Center. The guys there did some brain surgery on us that resulted in different levels of psychic abilities. My personal ability is seeing into the future. That’s how I know you’ll keep reading. They always do the surgery when their victims were four. (Shadow and I got ours first, and were able to help the other kids cope with their new abilities.) That way our brains would continue to develop with the surgery. Meaning that we would not be severely whacked-out in the head, and we could try to live normally. Not that those nut job “doctors” cared if we were normal. Then, when I was thirteen, my room mates and I decided that we were gonna break out. Long story short, we ran around, broke some stuff, and managed to make it out a first story window. My friends and I made it to an abandoned rail-way. We’ve been living there for a couple of years now.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking I’m crazy. Sometimes I wonder about my sanity, too. So, listen closely. I’m psychic. Sometimes, I wish I wasn’t. Yes, I can see into the future. No, I can’t read minds. Yes, I’m big on sarcasm. No, I don’t have a choice when I get these, “visions”.
So you want to know why sometimes I don’t like being psychic? Well, you’ll find out later. Right now though, it was pretty dang useful. For more reasons than one.
“Shadow!?” “What?” the tall dark eyed, black haired boy next to me asked. The kid sitting next to me? His name is Shadow. Shadow is not his birth name, obviously. But once he was… seven, I think, Shadow changed his name to one he liked. Shadow can turn invisible. It has something to do with "molecular enhancement", acorrding to the freaks who made him that way.
Yes, I know it sounds like I’m writing comic book scripts. But I’m not. How do you know I’m telling the truth? You don’t, you just trust me to tell it.
So, back to me and Shadow. Oh, right, we were sitting next to each other on a shredded up old couch, in a broken down rusted train caboose, or whatever part of the train. Hey, I never said I was an expert on trains. “What, Kay?” he asked again, calmly. I paused. “Uh…” Shadow and I were the same age, fifteen,I mean, we were born on the same day, and everything! Go figure. Shadow he was taller than me by a few inches. And much stronger. I’m not exactly short, I’m five… nine, I think. I mean I don’t really measure myself every day. I’ve got enough trouble to deal with. “Um… oh… well… I… uh…” How embarrassing. I never stutter. “We should go to the mall!” I finally blurted out. Not exactly what I meant to say. “The mall,” Shadow almost cracked a smile. I relaxed, slightly. “Yeah,” I said. “Kay, we’re a million miles away from every where, except this stupid railway, so how about you tell me what you really were going to say.” I opened my mouth to say something, but then my world started to spin and all went blank. I slid down onto the floor, as my eyes rolled back. I was having a vision.




So what'd you think? It's a rough draft.

-DarkHawk09

Quote:

"Peace is a daily, a weekly, a monthly process,
gradually changing opinions,
slowly eroding old barriers,
quietly building new structures."
- John F. Kennedy
Really makes me think, you know?
Cool.
Peace,
-DarkHawk09

Writing... Not poetry, aren't you relived? ...You should read it before you think that.

Let me apoligize before-hand. Sorry.
Every author must retreat into the literary world at times. And since I belive myself to be an author , I, too must do that. Sometimes I feel as though everyone in the world (including me) talks for the sake of speech. Is there a need to talk, really? I know sometimes there is, like when you want to tell someone something that cannot be spoken of through body-language. But it must be important to do so, right? On this subject, I am of the opinion that I talk to much, anyway, although I wish I could talk less. ...Sometimes I wonder if people's heads, or their hearts, tell them what to do. I think that its either instinct, or impressions gained from whatever society. Mostly. Writing could come easily to some people, I wouldn't know; I think alot about what I write. Though once I find a subject, I have no idea about the final outcome. Like many writers, I suppose. I wonder how many writers are asked to explain their work? I wonder how many consent? I wonder if its true that humans need questions more than answers? I think so. Well, I'm sorry for dumping my thoughts out like that. I'll go back to talking like a normal teen now, I guess. So here goes: (Watch out for majorly fickle moods.)
That was cool! Yeah! Awesome! That rocks!
hmmm... blah blah blah... Now some reg teen girl talk:
Eeeeeeeee!!! She said WHAT!?!... Bleah.
That's about all I can stand right now.
And I am a girl.
Blogs Rock! ( not sarcasam )
Later,
-DarkHawk09

TSO

I got a lot to say on this subject, so here goes. The Summer Obsession rocks! Here's 5 reasons:
1. It's Fang's fave,
2. The music itself as said before, ROCKS
3. Awesome lyrics
4. It's a real band, sorry, real MUSIC, unlike Disney, for example
5. What a cool (band) name
Good enough?
Oh yeah, almost forgot, some of the songs have some seriously bad lang, so watch out.
( I always read the lyrics before I listen to the song )
A few song names?
Death Said
Do You Remember
Melt the Sugar
Disappear
8-AM
I Miss You
I have all those on CD.
and more, I just don't know the titles.
Death Said was the first one I heard,
'cause they've got it on the Max Ride site.
You can hear some of the songs on their myspace, if you want to.
Just search "The Summer Obsession".
See Ya,
-DarkHawk09

More Poetry

Sometimes I feel like I don't know anything.
Sometimes I feel as if I know to much.


One day I'm a loner,
the next I need someone to talk to.
Dark colors, and atittude today,
tomorrow I'll be bright and cheery.
I've said very little today.
Tomorrow there's very little I won't say.
Tomorrow my world will be bright,
the next day it'll be dark.



This day I'll eat non-stop,
next I won't eat at all.

I'll read all day, sometimes,
and sometimes I won't read a word.
I love everyone and everything today,
but tomorrow I won't know if I love you, or hate you.
I want world peace today,
and I'll want it till the day I die.
-DarkHawk09

Grey

Why do some people figure that the world is just black and white?
Good and bad? Life or death?

There's many ways that the earth expresses itself,

Kinda like there's many ways for people to express themselves.

Anyone ever heard of grey?
- DarkHawk09

Maximum Ride

Max Ride. Great books. You guys and girls out there should read them. They fly. Literally. My favorite character's name is Fang. Cool name huh? Yeah... I like him for more than his name, though. He's one of those strong and silent types. He has black wings, He also has a very good freindship with the main character whose name is Max. Maximum Ride, actually. She is a girl about fourteen years of age. Fang's fourteen too. Max is the oldest, (Fang is second oldest) and Angel, at six is the youngest. They have a pretty hard life. I mean, They were genetically engeneered so that they have wings, They have almost no money, for six kids (and let's not forget the mutant talking dog who goes by "Total") to live off of, and they are on the run from erasers chasing them night and day! And that's not all, but I can't say much more about them right now. Oh yeah, the erasers. They've got the whole DNA mix thing going on, exept they are crossed with wolves, not birds like Max and friends. And as an added bonus, they're adults which means they are stronger than the bird-kids. Plus, they're evil. Nice combination right? One more thing, the bird-kids do have arms AND wings. My dad thought that when they had to fight erasers, they punched with fists on the ends of their wings. Yeah. Right. That's not true. It's a myth!

-DarkHawk09

Poetry is a way to enjoy the world.(or escape , depending on how you look at it)

Heart's Blood

Maiden, with fair skin,
Hair black as night
Belly heavy with child.
Running, Running
From dragon black as coal.
Hiding, Hiding
In roses, dead
and white
Maiden pricks her finger,
On rose thorn, dead and dry.
Heart's blood spills
as Dragon burns the world.
Burns with flame white hot
Dragon leaves the world black.
Black and burnt.
Dragon's lair awaits him.
Heart's blood falls,
On roses dead and white.
The roses live.
Roses once dead
and white
are now red.
Red with heart's blood.
Dragon feeling life elsewhere,
turns away from lair,
cold as death.
Heading to the place where,
Roses red with blood,
And Maiden,
Fair and good,
Still live.
Roses red with heart's blood
protect Maiden
Sweet and still strong
For her child.
Dragon's fire has no effect
on heart's blood shield.
Eternities later,
Maiden dies,
Of old age,
still unaffected
by Dragon's flame.
Roses live on,
Sheltering Maiden's daughter
from harm.
Black Dragon
still can not fathom
The protection
Heart's blood gives.
-DarkHawk09