it began as all bad days do:

i roll out of bed, hastily put on my clothes, and refuse to eat any breakfast suggestions. i hastily get on the bus and hastily hug an old friend. i hastily pick at a cold bagel and hastily drag myself into the classroom. everything i do, i do hastily. i have to hesitate. i have to resist.

but i didn't. i didn't hesitate or resist to call out an answer. i didn't hesit...

nicki (9) sat grumpily in his bed. 'it's only 8:30! why do i have to be in bed now!' he thought. he laid down, hitting his head on the backboard. "ow!" he mumbled. 'i should just try and sleep. god i wish i just woke up somewhere else! anywhere but this stupid place!' he thought, glaring at his closed eyelids. he slammed his head against his pillow and dozed off to sleep.

nicki thought he heard hi...

if only i could

be as tall as the mountains

or as sturdy as wood

i hope you'll believe

i would if i could

i wish i wanted

to get up out of bed

but i don't think you'd understand

my mind just feels dead

i want to be happy

like the dogs and the bees

but it's very clear

that they are not me

i can never be happy

no matter how hard i try

no matter how hard

i try not to cry

i wish i could

do things...

" jeez, what are they doing now? " harper exclaimed, resting a hand on her chest. " looks like they're having a rap battle or something. " roxanne said nonchalantly. she was too busy fixing her makeup. someone flicked water in her face and ' fucked it up ', she says.

" ooh, we should join! " matthew yelped. " we? correction, you. if WE lose than we're in debt. " roxanne said, taking a pause from ...