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In My Head Chapter One-Ten by Prof-Snead, literature

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In My Head Chapter One-Ten

In My Head Chapter One- Who Mean The Most Let me introduce you to everyone. Here is my Dad, James. he's been working at a factory for 24 years ever since my brother was born. He now works pay check to pay check and stresses about bills. And we have my Mom, Michelle. She used to be a devoted Christian, carrying and loving but a switch flicked and all hell broke loose. She has these binges where she would not drink during the week but once it hit Friday she was a loose cannon till Sunday morning. mom likes to blow her money on herself and give people a hard time when others need money. My older brother is Darren. he hates being at home becau

I hate the letter I by Prof-Snead, literature

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I hate the letter I

I'm a low life. I don't work. I'm not going to school. I was molested, I can't trust anybody, I lied, I get anxiety when I'm around people for too long, Im scared, I cut myself, I cry way to much. I, I, I... Know you don't care. I'm depressed. Everytime I ask for someone's help they react by saying I'm not and I have nothing to be sad or hurt by... :D hey thanks I feel so much better.. You understand me so well. Hey what color and I thinking, All Mighty One? A lot of people think that my life is peaches and cream. The perfect family. they support me and understand how i feel. How the hell did you come up with that assumption. I wish they

A Struggling Man by Prof-Snead, literature

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A Struggling Man

Ever since Jack Stewler was young. he knew deep down he was a Girl. The sight of jealousy strikes his thoughts. Knowing the ugly secret, he can't escape the missing feeling he has. The voices get louder. Searching for a peace in his troubled life. Why is there no solution to his unstable mind? His conscious cracks. The insanity releases through-out his veins. He's apart from his body, from the harsh reality of his ideas. The light from his soul crawls into shadows. The color on his face turns lifeless. Having, only one destiny. Turning back once more, Pondering his decision. His destiny was living through someone else. He is no longer human u

your a bitch today by Prof-Snead, literature

My Day by Prof-Snead, literature

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My Day

Using her heart as a shield. Day after day, pain seems to touch her soul and weaken the grip. Heart attack after heart attack. Her surroundings are fading. My friend, thank you for helping me. "No, dont talk like that! It doesnt matter how you treated me I will never leave you as you left me!" The pain, I wont stop fighting! *Stab* Her bodys' working twice as hard. The grip is fading she feel it the tension release

A Day To Forget by Prof-Snead, literature

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A Day To Forget

Going to work. My manger put me on a new station today! I'm incharge of the fryer. I'm a little intimidated with working on a station with hot oil. Everyone's first time working on this station either got a little scar from the oil splashing on them. I'm hoping that my first time will be an accident free one! So far so good! "This is going to be easy!", I said to myself to calm me down. After I said that, someone bumped me while my hand was on the handle. Holding the handle firmly, the hot oil splashed all over me. "My skin, My skin is burning!, I screamed. Everyone's shocked! My manager rushed to the phone and called 911! The ambulance run t

Keep to Yourself by Prof-Snead, literature

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Keep to Yourself

While walking over to the hobo, I see a frog. not just any ordinary frog, this frog had three eyes and a foot that looked like a chickens! Ignoring the revaulting thing, I keep walking towards the hobo. I make eye contact and sit down next to the hobo. I was shocked to see a little girl younger than me, sitting against the broken telephone booth. The Hobo was wearing a crappy tank top, an unbotton shirt with a rain coat over it. She looked a little nervous and confused. I asked her what her name was. She said with a thick accent, "My name is Lakishka Matio." After she told me her name, she jerked up and asked me to leave. I told her that I co

Surviving The Age by Prof-Snead, literature

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Surviving The Age

My great grandma is the best. She is 87 years old and still strong! She has 12 children and 23 grandchildren. Out of all her grandchildren, my sister and I are her favorite. Everytime we see her, she asks us if we were still in school. Us going to school was her pride. Out of 23 grandchildren that are under 18, my sister and I were still in school. The others either quite and/or got pregnant. But she still loves them. She's not one of your angry, bitter-old people. She is the funniest person I've ever met. Just the other day, one of my cousins cursed in her house, she looks at my cousin, while grabbing a butter knife she says, " Don't make me

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My Drink by Prof-Snead, literature

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My Drink

Walking to the fridge, wondering what I might find. My parents haven't bought groceries in about two weeks and for a fluffy person, two weeks can be a life time! It's almost empty. I see kool-aid, rotton lettuce, moldy strawberries, milk that has been expired for about a week now, a stick of celery, well... I found the remote, and one Faygo Cola. The soda must of been reserved for someone else because I found it behind the nasty rotton lettuce but it's mine now! I take the remote and put it in a spot only I'd know where it is. The television is important to my family. If you have the remote, you rule the world! There, I put the remote on top

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Prof-Snead

Jul 25, 2011

To Get Caught is to Die

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Ever since Jack Stewler was young. he knew deep down he is a Girl The sight of jealousy strikes his thoughts Knowing the ugly secret. He can't escape the lack of acceptance The voices get louder. Searching for a peace in his troubled life. Why is there no solution to his unstable mind His conscious cracks. The insanity releases through-out his veins He's apart from his body, from the harsh reality of his ideas The light from his soul crawls into shadows The color on his face turns lifeless Having, only one destiny. He turns back once more, Pondering His destiny was  living through someone else He is no longer human until he reache

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Prof-Snead

Jun 11, 2011

ABOUT ME!!

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LAYER ONE: -- Name: Jessie -- Birth date: 1/1/93 -- Birthplace: Michigan -- Current Location: Michigan -- Eye Color: poopy brown (no joke!) -- Hair Color: brown -- Height: 5'4 -- Righty or Lefty: neither i don't masturbate LAYER TWO: -- Your heritage: Mexican, Indian, German, -- Your weakness: Your Beautiful Face [bj] then spitting lmao jk -- Your fears: --I HAVE NO FREARS [denial] -- Your perfect pizza: no sauce no cheese no pepperoni  only bread. now I slice that up to stick forms :D -- Goals you'd like to achieve: not getting prego b/f I graduate.. in my family its a big thing--dem hoes have bad rep LAYER THREE: -- Your mo

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Prof-Snead

Jun 1, 2011

WhyMe

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The pain and sorrow that paints a vision in my heart Increases threw my body The sight, sound, death is only a release What I get from you An action.. The pleasur of abuse Tears stream thrw my thoughts Waiting for the sweat release Laughter and smile are gone Wanting to be Free To be free from you From the cause of pain Wanting to close doors Open windws, open change Reality crushes my dreams Reality is to harsh for this little girl inside of me The girl jailed from emotions The girl freed from happiness from joy The girl grew bitter and sound To leave this girl to what? My hopes.. my self One day old My mind will clo