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Latiaaa Jan 2014

Zombie

Those greasy, slimy, whickered faces. The raunchy day old grubby look. Face of a torn up werewolf and body of a useless human. The filthy high stench of pickle and sour croute odor rising, the dreadful slump walks of the unloving creatures. The way they look puts chills on your bones that crawl up to the center of your brain. That one eyed loose tooth taunt that stares at you every night is a sin. The gruesome body that makes a horror in a child’s eye is evil. With the stained, tattered, grump and lump, deep dished in sewer and horrifying clothes that aged rapidly, theres no way you’ll live a week or so. Their screeching scary moan that’s deadful to any. Its mind and body yelps for the organs of a live one. Cold and empty; the once lived corpse that haunts and attacks like no other. No way in mind it can tell you’re there, but it can sense your frightful fear. It rises from its ground to seek out flesh. Be aware, awakened, cautious, wise, and high up from the ground onto your precious feet. These kinds of reckless thieves can steal any living soul without a care. It’s there to do its time. It’s a zombie.

Latiaaa Jan 2014

The Traveling Plastic Bag

Over the buildings and through the trees,
Under the bridges, and overseas.
Trapped in bushes and stuck on streets,
Wind pushes it with sudden beats.
From town to town city to city,
It floats with bliss and sits with pity.
All through the day it flies high,
And all through the night it passes me by.
Left and right there it goes,
Up and down row by rows.
When the day dims down to rest,
The little bag keeps going to continue his quest.

Latiaaa Jan 2014

The Sneaky Lover

She crawls on your back to smell your lovely fragrance. Ties her tongue within her victims and manhandles them. Her bitter but sweetened love puts a curse on the ones she loves. She plays her victims like a puppet and watches them gradually suffer. Her manipulative clothing swarms humans like bees. They’re her ball n chain she carries with her. She’ll eat you alive but in such a tender way. Slicker than a rain coat, wiser than a priest, sneaky like a snake, she captures her loved ones and brew them like homemade stew. Her delicate yet scaly skin shows her true cruel identity. Her backbone cringes up when she senses trouble. You can feel her grasped nails sinking into your skin while she plays her part. The remembered scarce scars she leaves on your skin when she’s done with you. You only see her in the dark when spoken to. She’ll bend rules when it becomes hasty but keep it mellow when she needs it quiet. Her appealing figure will tease you and steal your humanity. All but within she’s no good. She will wrench your neck and break every bone in your body. Like a vampire, she’ll steal your blood like a thirsty hound and feed it to her own system. No one can’t be trusted with this woman on your shoulders. She will strip your identity like a banana’s peel. Her mindful whispers would tell you things your mind cannot control. Go crazy and that will make her excited. The anxiety will thrive and grow like a fetus. Her body pressed against yours, hitting your ribs like stone. You can’t even breathe but only a whiff. She will clench on you like a bats claws. She’ll be your genie, give you al l your dreams and wishes, but only to please you while your hers. Sick with envy, that’s what she’ll do to you. Love her now but hate her later. Don’t let a fool play your cards. Stay away from The Sneaky Lover.

Latiaaa Jan 2014

It's Ok

It's ok if it didn't make it to homecoming, the middle of school year, the stretch of Valentine’s Day.
  It's ok if it has paused, stopped, ended, there will be light. Think good rather than bad.
    Its ok, school will be awkward, moods will swing, love will fade, feelings will drown, it happened all before.
  It's ok if you said things that were too soon, know to not happen, your pride will still go on.
  It's ok if things will never be the same, atmosphere will feel weird, silence will appear, and pain will intrude. It's all the steps of healing.
  Will same feelings come back? Will things be in tip top shape? Can you handle seeing what was yours into someone else's hands? Or will it be too much.
  Stay close or stay apart. Try to hold on and not break but it's good to let it out. Shake it off and let it out.
    All memories will be no use, no meaning, it's all in the past. Once things stop.... There's no continue.
    It's all in the beginning again, like stopping a movie and rewinding it to the beginning. When will it play through?
    Will there be one more chance or no? It's your choice. It's hard to move on, like quick sand has gotten your feet. It's like level 1 all over again.
    You were getting so far like a winning race. Maybe it wasn't just meant to be won. It's up to you to choose.
  We're talking about all school year, the whole. Will it be easy or will it just hurt?
    It's ok to cry a river. But will it be ok to listen to the tracks that played behind the memories?
    You’re supposed to be ok but everyone breaks down once in a while.
    It won't be the same; no one will ever cover the spot that once filled happiness.
    You ask, you regret, you wonder, you beat, you cry, you think, you drift, things will happen but you don't wanna face it.
    Is it ok that you have things that cherish the past? Is it ok that it hurts, you want to die? Do you over exaggerate? Well, I don’t know.
      "It's ok" they say, "you'll move on" they say. This is the 2nd time and will there ever be a third?
      2 months, one year, how many days? That's all it was. It will never come back!
      You blew it, is that ok? You wanna punch the walls, tear your hair out, scream n shout, you wanna stay mad, is that ok? Will that solve the pain you’re having?
      It's ok if they don't care, you care. If they loved you they would have never let you go in the first place. Same as before.
      Is death an option? We hope so. We will be put to peace.
      It's ok to forget, worry about yourself, focus on you, friends, and family, and drop this pain and misery.
      It's ok to gradually move on but not forget the past. It's ok to still live life and sort of be happy.
      You’re in the single basket n it hurts, but you'll be out. Hope.
Is it ok to get up and leave or stay and try?
Is it ok to hurt you like you did me or just drop it?
    It’s ok to miss you, its ok to hate you too.
        God!! U doesn’t know how much I miss you. Seeing u in the halls it's just not the same.
It’s ok to let the memories sit in the back of your mind. It’s ok to see thing awkward now.
        You look at me rude and treat me with meanness, is that ok?
Yet you treat “them” nice, is that ok too?
It’s ok if you date others, just letting you know they’re not the same.
Is it ok to show this to the world, let them know you who you really are?
    It’s ok if you’re confused and not ready to love, you’ll learn it later.
    It’s ok if you’re not mature enough, its ok if you choose dudes over lover.
I hope its ok to date and see him in the eyes of your spouse. I hope its ok to think it’s him just to please you.
Is it safe to date again or it’s not ok to leave yet?
It’s ok to shed a tear and not be embarrassed. If he’s not sobbing it’s not worth it.

Latiaaa Jan 2014

How we started to date again

It was a typical Thursday and our next class was bio. Ms. Duran (our teacher) gave everyone an assignment to do; she said we can do it in groups. I was talking to my friend Lea when all of a sudden RJ calls me. I turn around and respond by “what?” he makes the hand gestures of me and him being in groups together. I was like “ok.” Then that’s when Ms. Duran says we can only be in a group full of 3. So I and RJ put my Andrew (my best friend) in the group. We get in the groups and wait for instructions. While waiting me, RJ, and Andrew talk. RJ brings up the time me and him went to the mall (our first date). We goof off with each other and he holds my hand. He says “we should do that again.” When it’s time to work, Andrew gets the computer. I and RJ are waiting. While waiting RJ says, “You know I was you out again right?” little o’l me didn’t know that. He says “So you wana go back out again?” and of course I say “yes.” Andrew comes back with the computer and starts working. Yes of course me and RJ are holding hands and doing cute stuff. Then Andrew asks me if I and RJ are going back out. We said “Andrew where were you at the time? Lol” RJ: “He was getting the computer remember? He didn’t see it lol.” And so yea we tell him that we’re dating. My friend Diana comes to chill with us while we’re working. I and RJ were sitting on the desks while Andrew was on the computer. The whole time I and RJ are holding hands and she doesn’t even know. RJ asks Diana what’s the date, she replies “The 6th.” The purple pen that RJ took from me, he writes our date (6-6-13) on my and his hand while we’re holding hands. After like 5 minutes passes Diana finally asks “Are you two dating again?” I and RJ look at each other like “Oh wow Diana.” RJ replies, “You didn’t see us holding hands? The date on our hands?” She wasn’t paying attention. We were very obvious. Then the table in front of us was Pattie, Odayls, Aareano, and Justin. Pattie with her annoying self asks if we’re dating, “Yes” we reply. She was trying to make fun of us as usual. We get back to our work. After being cute and not working, times up. That’s when we all talk and my big mouth slips. I accidently tell RJ that my friend is dating his friend. RJ goes spastic and starts laughing and stuff. He didn’t know because his friend didn’t tell him. After that he calms down. He couldn’t believe my friend was dating his friend. Later, Ms. Duran wanted us to put our computers away. She sees RJ not doing anything so she puts him in charge of bringin the computers back to the owner. Everyone starts to pack up and go. He comes back. After that he walks me to my next class (Algebra). We head out the door and RJ sees his friend that’s dating my friend, he says “we have A LOT to talk about my friend” I leave them to talk. Then that’s when RJ calls my name, I stop walking. He says “You didn’t wait for me” I was like, “Yes I was” RJ: “Yea that’s waiting, ok.” We hold hands walking down to my next class. I finally get to my class and go in my locker to get my calculator. Then RJ has to leave, so we hug, he kisses me, then leaves to his class. After this day all the rest of the days were the best. Later and later people knew we were dating, even the teachers. People think it’s cute. Ever since that day, I never regretted anything. This wasn’t our first time dating but I think it’s better than last time (maybe lol). From 4-1-13 to 6-6-13 (:

Latiaaa Jan 2014

A Year to Remember

It was June 19th 2013, Tia and Jay just finished their freshman year of high school. Summer was starting and the sun was bursting flare heat into the school. Jay and Tia met a while back in the beginning of school. Bio is when they set it off. “So what are you doing for the summer” Jay asks, “Nothing much, I may juts chill this summer” Tia replies. “Well do you want to go to a water park with me?” Jay says in a nervous tone, “Sure.” They hold hands and walk to his locker. Tia sees Drew at his locker taking out all his junk from August. “Drew what’s all this garbage?” Tia says with a disgust look on her face. Jay replies before drew, “It’s probably just a bunch of game cards lol.” Drew is Tia’s best friend. They met earlier in the school year (English). Drew just gives Jay the look of an annoyed person and gets back to his work. “So Drew wana come to the water park with me and Jay this summer?” Tia says, “I’ll see, I’ll have to ask my mom” Drew says in concern.
After going to everyone’s locker saying the good o’l goodbyes and hugs, Drew, Jay, and Tia walk outside. They meet up with other friends. Trey, he’s the sarcastic funny, smart, out pointer of one of the friends and he always has to carry his art journal. Then theres Boe, he’s just the one they call “old guy” with his fedoras and old fashion coats, always in style. And last but not least Lula, she’s more of quiet and deep dark person. She doesn’t show a lot of emotions like the others. They all meet up with each other in front of the school. “Does any of you guys wana hit the water park this summer?” Jay says. Tia tugs on Jay’s shirt and pulls herself close to his ear and whispers, “You know we can’t invite everyone, that’s too much!?!?,” Jay just looks at her in confusion and tells everyone never mind. “What’s up with you?” Jay and Drew ask. Tia replies in a quite low but annoyed voice, “It’s just” She stops then replies again, “Nothing.” She hugs Drew and kisses Jay and goes on the bus. “She’s hiding something from us” Jay says in a tone of suspicious. “No she’s just being herself” Drew replies and hits Jay on the head with his lunch bag.

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