Forget-Me-Not : Writing

You

You

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


Take that backJust take it all backDon't speak your mindDon't give me all that crapWhat do you think you're doing?How do you think I feel?Thanks for n..
Home At Last (Revised version of "The Blind Man Sees")

Home At Last (Revised version of "The Blind Man Se..

A Story by Forget-Me-Not


I tripped, crawled and stumbled my way through a shadowy place. I felt trees looming over me and roots beneath my feet. Leaves crunched as animal..
Two AM

Two AM

A Story by Forget-Me-Not


A little girl in a pink ballet skirt and slippers ran up the gravel driveway leading from the bus stop to her house, ignoring the rocks driving them..
The War is Over

The War is Over

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


We played Poetry Poker in my Creative Writing class, and this is what became of it.
Small Pleasures

Small Pleasures

A Story by Forget-Me-Not


I was walking peacefully up the creek, enjoying the early-March sunshine and shuffling my bare feet through the cool grass. My shoes were dangling..
Tick, Tock, Describing a Clock

Tick, Tock, Describing a Clock

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


I. Hands slowly move towards the hour One second feels like a minute A minute feels like 30 Tick Tock Tick TockII. Three hours go by Seems like thr..
The Way I See It...

The Way I See It...

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


The way I see itYou can see a dull grey sky, threatening rainOr a magnificent mass with thin beams of sunlight breaking through the cloudsThe way I se..
When the World Ends

When the World Ends

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


When the world endsI will flyWhen the world endsI won't even cryWhen the world ends,Thunder will soundBut when the world endsJoy will aboundWhen the w..
Too Many

Too Many

A Poem by Forget-Me-Not


Too many people, too many placesToo many songs, too many facesToo many locations, schools and homesToo many things I tend to call my ownToo many thoug..
13 Reasons Why Monologue : Hannah's Perspective

13 Reasons Why Monologue : Hannah's Perspective

A Story by Forget-Me-Not


Hannah: What’s a girl to do to get some freaking respect around here? Ever since the day I moved to this town, no one has had any respect fo..

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