I have many friends, loving parents, and a great life. I do not bully others. I am a person who never intentionally hurts others, lies to others, deceives others, manipulates others, or abuses others. I take great care to be kind to most, always honest with others about feelings or thoughts, dependable and loyal. I am someone who you can trust without question because you have never given me any reason not to trust you. I am someone who others enjoy being around and look forward to seeing. I am someone who would sacrifice myself for you. Please let that answer any questions you have about me.
After battling it out with a member who doesn't know how to follow the rules, I have come to the conclusion that some people are too stupid for their own good.
I wrote this poem when I was writing to HermiaandHero in a maramail.
I am unique. I'm different than everyone else. Is that such a crime? That I want to be unordinary. Am I just a waste of time? Do I need to be extrordinary? I just want to be me Not anybody else. That's something nobody will see. I feel that I am a flower that is late to bloom. Trapped in my petals like a flowery cocoon. But soon I will emerge and face the morning sun. I'm me, the one and only, not the only one.
............ has joined Mara. Her name is Anna (Aw-nuh) and she is one of my good friends from school. Send her items and be extra nice to her. Love and Kisses,
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee-- And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love-- I and my Annabel Lee-- With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me-- Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we-- Of many far wiser than we-- And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And so, all the night-tide, I lay down by the side Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea-- In her tomb by the sounding sea.
