Brittney

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Being Me Being Me

A Story by Brittney


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About Me

I'm 13, my birthday is on January 15. I am a dancer for 8 years almost 9. I love to dance, dancing is my passion. I also love to read. Like many other people, my favorite books are the twilight books (luv em!). I like to write... to an extent. I have been through many obsticles in my life time. But at the end of everyday, I thank god for everything.

I will always love and thank my closets friends for holding me together all these years, and being there for me every step of the way!

Luv you Tiffy for making me laugh so hard my stomach hurts and always being there for me!
Misty, she's my enertainment everyday, there's never a dull moment with her.
Ash, for always cheering me up when I'm down and always making me smile.
And Kris, for always being my best friend (which pretty much covers it all).
Blake, for always being my friend for I don't know how long.
Bethany, for making my laugh all the time, and for always being there for me!

And Taylor, I know we drifted as friends, but just know that before, you always made me laugh no matter what even when I didn't want to, and you were always there for me. :)


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Posted 14 Years Ago


who do u like that u cant have??

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Posted 15 Years Ago


You can be weird to! Your writing is great though. That's why we love you!

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Posted 15 Years Ago


haha no so hows brittney where is brittney??

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Posted 15 Years Ago


lololololololollolololololol

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Posted 15 Years Ago


hi brittney!

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Posted 15 Years Ago


"THE AUTUMN"

Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them �
The summer flowers depart �
Sit still � as all transform�d to stone,
Except your musing heart.
How there you sat in summer-time,
May yet be in your mind;
And how you heard the green woods sing
Beneath the freshening wind.
Though the same wind now blows around,
You would its blast recall;
For every breath that stirs the trees,
Doth cause a leaf to fall.

Oh! like that wind, is all the mirth
That flesh and dust impart:
We cannot bear its visitings,
When change is on the heart.
Gay words and jests may make us smile,
When Sorrow is asleep;
But other things must make us smile,
When Sorrow bids us weep!

The dearest hands that clasp our hands, �
Their presence may be o�er;
The dearest voice that meets our ear,
That tone may come no more!
Youth fades; and then, the joys of youth,
Which once refresh�d our mind,
Shall come � as, on those sighing woods,
The chilling autumn wind.

Hear not the wind � view not the woods;
Look out o�er vale and hill-
In spring, the sky encircled them �
The sky is round them still.
Come autumn�s scathe � come winter�s cold �
Come change � and human fate!
Whatever prospect Heaven doth bound,
Can ne�er be desolate.

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Posted 15 Years Ago


Hey Britt!! love you forever!

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Posted 15 Years Ago


first comment, baby! woo-hoo!

Love you britt!
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