I ran, trying to find shelter.

Using my new jacket as an umbrella.

It coveres my eyes, I couldn’t see where I was going.

Then, I ran into you.

You cought me before I could fall, holding me against you.

You look down at me, I look up at you, and our eyes meet.

I have never seen such a beautiful brown, gold flecks in them.

Dancing.

I catch myself thinking of what they would look like in the sun.

...

She's not who she says she is

Who she acts like

The act she puts on

She seems confident

Fearless

She acts like she can do anything

But when the door closes and she's all alone

Her mask falls

Inside she's scared

Anxious

Insecure

Shy

And awkward

But when she puts on the mask

It makes her feel better

Maybe if she keeps acting brave

One day she will be

Just keeping going

Take another step

Maybe...

They’re just toys they say, stuffed animals, nothing more.

But they’re more to me.

So much more.

They were there when I needed a hug.

They were there when I needed to yell.

They were there when I needed to talk.

And they were there when I needed to cry.

I remember playing with them with my little sister.

We had so much fun.

We would play with them outside with animals and inside with our dolls.

W...

Stuck.

That’s how I feel.

Stuck in this small jewelry box.

Cursed to forever dance in the same place.

To forever spin.

Around and around.

But that’s when it’s open.

When it’s closed, I’m trapped.

Trapped in this tiny box, forever.

I like to dream though.

Of being free.

I could still be a ballerina, if I wanted too.

I would love to actually dance.

To actually _move._

Or I could be a singer.

A flo...

Change.

A strange thing, isn't it?

It's something I hate, yet want.

Change could be changing your style, hair, interests, or room.

It could be a job, school, friends, or family.

It's something that could be huge to one person, and small to the next.

It’s something I crave, yet am terrified of.

What if it’s not what I want?

What if it’s a death? A loss? A goodbye?

It could be something won...

I need to leave, to escape from this world.

From these _feelings. _But how? I try walking. I hear the sound of my feet hitting the ground, with a thud. Hoping, maybe one day, I’ll grow wings. Like the butterflies playing in the flowers, just flapping around looking like their without a care in the world. Oh, what it would be like, to fly away from all life’s problems. To vanish. But I can’t. No ma...

Why? Why is it me who has to feel this pain? This heartache?

I thought I found the one, sure, we only knew each other for a moment, but it felt like a lifetime.

I feel the ache growing as we take off, flying farther and farther away from each other.

I pull my knees up to myself, trying to become smaller. Trying to take the heartache away.

Will I ever see him again? Probably not.

Maybe it wasn...

Swords clash, again and again. As me and the “Hero” as they call him fight. But he’s not the hero, just as I’m not the villain. The things I’ve done, I have a good reason for doing them. I do them to protect, protect my family. Some don’t see it the way I do though, they say I’m evil and heartless.

“Give up now, before it’s to late” I say, getting ready to lunge again. The Hero just shakes his h...

Our kingdom’s have been at war for years. Neither side really ever winning, no matter how hard we push and fight. All we ever gain is more death, blood and bodies. I never understood why we couldn’t just get along, put aside our differences. But no one even listens to me, no one but him. “We’ve been over this a hundred times!” Edward whisper-shouts at me, where we’re hiding in the shadows at the b...