Posts by Midna

    If you wish to have a full explanation, than your wish is my command. Due to my damn 60 {D-} in Social Studies, I have been striped of my computer privliage. I've gotten my gamecube and DS taken from me because of that damn 60. Funny shit huh?

    Plus, my niece Rylee needs me to much, my parents never leave me the hell alone, and I've got so much on my mind, that I don't have time to come here. Hell, whenever I come on, no one's never on and I leave. But, I decided to let you guys know I'm here.

    Go to the good-bye thread for some sadness if you wish.

    -Midna
    {I am gone, but I will never be forgotten}

    I'm leaveing for a long time my friends. Will you please stop bugging me about it? I wanna stay, but I won't be back until Christmas or easter. Maybe theses songs will clear thing up...

    I gotta go my own way: http://youtube.com/watch?v=gm5DHKI8o5o
    ~: As in, I'm leaveing, and may never return.:~

    We're all in this togather: http://youtube.com/watch?v=k7zzbB17Fvo
    ~: Even though I'm gone, do not grieve for me.:~

    Everytime we touch: http://youtube.com/watch?v=sn3yd4no-tI
    ~:Believe it. I wanted to stay.:~

    ;_; I love and miss you all.

    Secret Story:

    Now, you’ve read about stuff going on in my middle school. Sometimes, when I remember some stories, I’ll post them. It’s about my life at the elementary school. This one is a little weird.
    For my friends safety, I will keep his name hidden. It was the end of the year CATS testing, when no one can leave for nothing, not even a bathroom.
    We had 60 min. to work on the test, and my friend and I finished 20 min. earlier. His hands we’re between his legs, so I sent a note to him.:
    -What’s wrong?-
    ~I gotta pee really bad~
    -Yeah? Didn’t you go before the test?-
    ~Uh-huh. OMG, I gotta pee so bad!~
    -Your fault. Your should’ve went before the test-
    ~I know!~
    We stopped passing the note until the teacher went by. His hand shot up into the air.
    “Yes?”
    “May I go to the restroom?”
    “No. The test is still going on.”
    “But-!”
    “No.” And off he went.
    My friend whimpered and stuck his hands between his legs. It was 10 min. before the test was over, but he couldn’t hold it that long. He jumped up, ignoring the teacher, and darted out of the room.

    “When you gotta go, you gotta go!”
    -Some picture

    9/27/07

    Homeroom:

    I sat down across from Melinda, Tannim sat down next to me. I tapped my fingers on the table angrily. Jordon, some jacka$$ in my class, had got on my bad side, which was the dumbest thing in the world to do. I glared at him every time he walked by.
    “Ready team PIMP?” Melinda asked
    “Whatever.” I mumbled
    “How is ROW doing anyway?” Tannim asked. ROW was the name of our robot, which is short for Robot on Wheels.
    “R.O.W is just fine. He just won’t program like we want him to.”
    “Where’s PIMP?” I asked. Pimp was a little Lego man.
    “I killed him.” Melinda said
    “No way.” I uttered.
    Jacob, some dumb kid who can’t stay out of trouble, wouldn’t help. But we got finished without him anyway.

    Second Period:

    Halleluiah! Mrs. Kennedy wasn’t in today! But, we had Mr. Fissure. For some reason, our team favorers that sub. He isn’t so bad, he let us sit with our friends. And Ben sat next to me.
    “Are you gonna go off on my like you did before?” He asked in a tiny voice
    “No. I’m not Ben.” I said, making my hair flip out of my way.
    “Good. Your scary when your angry.”
    Before I could answer, Jordon came into the conversation.
    “Aww, are you talking with your boyfriend?” He asked in a retarded voice
    I was set off. More set off than I ever was. I lowered my voice so that Only Ben and Jordon could hear me.
    “Look here you f***ing dumb***. I’m sick of your s***. The next time you talk to me or my friends like that, I won’t hesitate to attack you with words. Got it you pea-brained dumb***?”
    Jordon walked off, his eyes wide with disbelief. I was always so quiet and nice to people I hardly knew, but he was on my bad side.

    Third Period:

    Ugh, another class with Jordon. Luckily, he sat far from me, so he and I where safe.
    “Yo.” came a voice beside me. I knew it was Cheyenne
    “Huh?”
    “Why do you keep glaring at Jordon?” She asked
    “I hate him.”
    “He’s my friend!” Cheyenne gasped
    “So? He insulted me. I hate him.”
    “Okay. I get it. Look, cool down okay?”
    “I am. Crap, here comes the teacher.”
    Mrs. Burgett talked to us for a minute, then dismissed us for exploratory.

    Music:

    I sat alone in the back of the room, far from the other kids. Bobby, Joe, and Tyler moved away from me, so I sat alone. They didn’t hate me, they just didn’t want to be in the back of the room. So I sat in the back all alone, watching the crap of a movie Mrs. Nash had on. Then, we left.

    Consumer Science:

    Ben was standing up when I came into CS, his hands between his legs. I knew right then by Ben’s stance that he hurt himself.
    “What happened to Ben?” I asked, looking at Ben
    “He jerked his chair out and it hit him.” Kirstin replied
    “I’m okay, really I am…just some purple and black nuts.”
    Kirstin and I laughed. Ben was such a random funny little dude. I was so happy to be there with him. All of my friends who are boys always cheer me up more than my girl-friends, (Not like that you sicko). But, to my horror, Ben grabbed my arm.
    “What’s this?” Ben asked in a sing-song voice
    I tried to jerk my arm away before he saw its underside, but for a small and frail little guy, Ben was strong.
    “Let go.” I demanded
    “No!” Ben giggled, than turned my arm over. I saw the smile disappear from his face. His eyes met mine.
    “Are you-” He began “Are you cutting yourself?”
    I glanced away. Ben had found the three deep scratches on my arm. I tried not to cry. But tears came rolling down. I looked away, and jerked my hand back.
    “So what if I am?” I snapped
    “Are those suicide thoughts back?” He asked, his voice lowering.
    “Maybe.” I mumbled.
    I saw Ben reach for my arm. He rubbed the scratches, waiting for me to jerk away, but I didn’t. At lunch, I knew Ben was gonna sit next to me.

    Lunch:

    I sat at a table from the teachers and only a few feet from some students. Ben came with his tray, and sat down next to me. I hadn’t touched my food and Ben scooted closer.
    “Shannon, you…you don’t wanna die do you?”
    “No, Ben, I don’t. It’s just…”
    “What?”
    “It makes me feel better. It gets rid of stress. If I don’t, stress builds.”
    “I see. Well, think you can find a different way?”
    “I don’t know. Oh Ben, you don’t think I’m EMO do you?”
    “Oh my god, no!” Ben cried
    Before I knew it, I was silently sobbing, so low only Ben and I could hear. I felt him grab my hand.
    “Hey, don’t cry. Everyone has had bad days, calm down.”
    I knew he was right. I held his hand to until his class left, then I sucked up the rest of my tears and ate.

    Last Period:

    I rubbed the scratches on my arm in last period. I wanted to cry, but I forced myself not to. Ben was righter than my mom when she said I was gonna become a fan of Zelda. I grinned. I would show everyone that I can be sweet and tough at the same time. I’d show Jordon, Shanda, Abby, Tyler (dif one), and Jacob. No one will get away for making fun of me ever again. I swore to myself as I remembered what those evil people did to hurt my feelings. I’d show them, I’ll show them not to mess with the Gillespie family.

    Welcome Shadow! May my darkness comsume you and make you d-*gets hit*

    I'm kidding. Glad to have you here! *gives a free pass to the fan art and writings section*

    Sssh! Secret! <.< >.> *slips into the darkness* XD

    Midnight stumbled back. He glared at the illusions, not knowing what to do. “Dog of darkness!” he cried, and threw down the black crystal ball he was holding. A small dog appeared, it’s eyes rd as fire.
    “Midnight, dog of darkness!” Midnight screamed, and sent the evil dog onto Tywar. The dog jumped up, and landed a direct hit on the real Tywar’s face. “Give up. Your illusions cannot effect the dog, he can smell your blood.”