On my thirteenth birthday i asked my dad for one and he said yes but like a week before my birthday my stupid brother (EDWARD) decided to pull a little stunt and steal and my father ended up having to pay like cashloads of money for it and when my birthday came (which is December, 30, 1995, do the math) he didnt have the money to afford it and neither did he have money to afford a christmas present and as you can see i was a bit pissed with that fact and so ever since then i have made it my life goal to get that intous3 or 4 and now since i have the oppritunity i have to win atleast 3rd place. I cried about it for like 2 months and now i have to take it into my own hands. ( well technicly deviantart has to take it into their own hands but dont ruin my parade i atleast want to have my pride for atleast a hour)
Well yeah i like wrote all this in 3 minutes and i still have more to say ( i love writting) Okay so i was like reading the story i mad Violet Vamperia and im really loving it but nobody seems to be reading it and im a bit upset about that because i put it there so everyone could read and critisize without being mean but no one has read but im okay with that because all i need is more people coming to my page and probally theyll read it (probaly but hey thats life)
Okay im at my third paragraph and im pumped up but atlast i have nothing to write about ( bummer). I'm going to try to write on deviant art alot more because well probaly that way people will get more interested and before i leave i'm going to leave a poem and i want to know what you think of it
Poem #1
Circus
I put on my mask
and make my way to school
I put on a show so ill never lose.
I hide my tears so idont cry.
I laugh, I smile, I joke around making
everyone see me as a happy clown.
But what they cannot see only makes me weaker.
I try to hide betwwen the sheets but its breaking me.
I'm beggining to break down.
I'm not that happy clown.
I cry only when i'm alone so ill never have to bear my moans.
they tell you that when they hit you its only because they
LOVE YOU.
But all i see are those violent screams.
i forgot those screams but now
im faced with those fears.
I'm afraid of being alone because i
know its my home.
I cant take the silence because it reminds me
of those years.
But i keep it to myself because i know
I NEED HELP.
I know i cant sustain those Quiet crys
because just one word can make me die.
"Help me, i need a friend"
"No stay away this isnt pretend!"
I need a schoulder to cry on but i
have no one to rely on.
- sinthia charles p.s. hope you like my Diary xD








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