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YamiSeto7
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Birthday
1988-08-14
Gender
Female
Location
here *blink*
Member Since
2004-07-04
Occupation
student
Real Name
Calla-san
Personal
Achievements
Already done with one year of college
Anime Fan Since
ugh, I'm not sure really... so long ago it was...
Favorite Anime
Yu-Gi-Oh, Sailor Moon, Naruto, Bleach....
Goals
to (finish and) publish my books aka stories, etc. and I now have a publisher ^-^ now I just and to finish my book!
Hobbies
Drawing, writing, reading, Dueling, collecting, ect...
Talents
Dueling, singing, Writing, helping my friends.
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Friday, October 8, 2004
*poke*
*sigh* yeah I'm sorry but I'm going to be a little to busy to check your alls sites today. Today is the big game between the biggest rivals in the site. Well as far as high school football goes. Cape VS Jackson and I am so going lol ^^
Yeah tomorrow you'll be getting a new piece of my work. Unless i decide ot post some of it right now... not sure ^^;; I think I will, no, yes, no, yes, erm... grrr... fien I will ^_~;; lol but onto other things...
again I am sorry for not geting to those of you that have just started coming to my site. I thank you so much I'm just a little busy. I promise I will tomorrow *huggles* but until then I must be off. oh yeah heres Chapter 3.
Chapter 3
Young Girl
Walking down the hall
Eyes on the floor
Ever respectful
And silent galore
So sweet and so innocent
Considerate and kind
Yet even the shadows
Wedged deep in her mind
Covered in darkness
Her world she obscured
From everyone else
For the silence adored
She thought of the pain
That cut deep in her soul
About death and destruction
And loss and of lore
So frequent, so new
Let earth leave its due
She cried and she bled
Then gave up the end
So many things
That no one would know
Left in the dark
To bring in the show
Her heart and her soul
Did she try to give
When she left this world
She could not forgive
The world started crumbling
As she fell to her knees
She drifted with ease
So young yet ever forgotten
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Dear Phillip,
I am sitting here writing a letter you will never read. Sad isn’t it? I’ve thought about your choice. Becky Brown… Yeah she’s my friend. She’s very cool. Has her own sense of style. That’s why I like her. She is very bright as well. I can see why you chose her. I can be like her. What does she have that I don’t? Is it her sense of humor? The way she walks? Or could it be the way she looks at you? It could never be the same way I look at you because mine is filled with love. Reserved only for you.
You told me that word was too strong though. I guess I can’t use it. OK, I really like you more than she could. I’ve known you longer. Liked you longer. Understood you longer. You tell me there is a darker side to you. If that is true than there is so much more between us than like things. We are bonded together at the spirit. Our hidden lives prove it. I’ve wanted to tell you mine for so long. Your never gave me a chance. Oh why didn’t you give me a chance?
I never knew how empty I was until I met you. How can one go through life without realizing the emptiness inside without their partner? It could have grown since I met you. I suppose or I could just never have seen it before. Either way I am so empty without you. I was so blind but you help me see. Stupid I know but it is true. I love you and that will never change. Oh Phillip…
I weary with this burden I carry. You don’t know but being the one my friends rely on is so tired some. I took on this burden so I have no one to blame but myself. I live to make them happy… no matter the pain it would bring me. I’ve talked so many out of suicide that I’ve lost count. A few I couldn’t save, those were the ones that hurt the most. To be able to help but not help at all, I think that’s why I lost the one I did.
I’m just so tired of fighting. Fighting this battle we live through. Why does life have to be a battle? If it only brings pain why? I don’t understand. I love it though. How sad that the fight is all the keeps me here. Even dealt the poor hand I was its interesting, even fun. I hate it but love it. Is that possible? I want to be open with you but you could never understand. No one could. I am alone. So here I am.
Goodbye
xoxoxo
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