I Died That DayA Poem by Sarah LynnInspired by a movie I once sawIts dark...and cold. Its wet and soggy. It seems to be I am underground. Buried. Deep within the ground. Why you might ask? A prank that had gone terribly wrong. I'm the ugly geeky girl, who has no friends at all. Some popular kids thought it would be funny to give me a call. Sent me to a hotel room, hidden camera in the corner. Met up with the guy that had invited me over. I heard the laughs beyond the walls. Head getting a bit fuzzy, I start to fall. All the other kids come rushing through the door. Only to laugh at the now " Geeky W***e " I get back up, confronting them face to face. Go to throw a swing, maybe put one in their place. I miss them though, now i'm getting beaten. Hitting my head unfortunately on the way down. The room suddenly goes quiet, and they all begin to frown. Realizing i/m dead, just a lifeless corpse now. This is why I was buried in the ground. Little do they know though that I am now alive. Again. Studying witchcraft tends to make the rules of life bend. I grabbed a spell before I walked out the door. Now i'm alive and so much more beautiful than before. I look like a model, on Monday they'll be shocked. Not only by my beauty but how I intend to make them suffer and rot. I have special powers now, this will be fun. Their going to kill themselves slowly. One..by one....bye one.
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9 Reviews Added on November 20, 2013 Last Updated on November 20, 2013 Tags: witchcraft, death AuthorSarah LynnRochester, NYAbout20 Years Old ! I love to just go out and have fun with my friends and boyfrined . I used to write a lot but sort of lost my way , hopefully this will get me started again! Very happy person whose .. more..Writing
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