OVER SCHOOL

I am so over school. The only good part about Mondays is that you get to find out all the gossip that happened on the weekend. Like who's party was wicked, who hooked up (or almost hooked up) with who, who spent the weekend with who and doing what ;) and who got in a fight.

But there wasn't to much gossip today. Well not that i can say on my blog any way. Because a few people look at my blog. *Cough cough*.

Well, all i can say is, Mitch had his birthday party, Spaz went skating, I spent Sunday at James' house and on Saturday night i wrote a poem.

Wanna hear it?

NO-ONE

By Ashlea Caffery

That night in my room

The whisper of sound

I arose from my bed

With no-one around

My room was empty

But that whisper still heard

What was that sound

That was being transferred

I left my room

And walked into the house

It was like a maze

I felt like a mouse

The whole house was empty

I could feel the fear

The whisper was still there

And it was getting near

I turned around

To find something there

It shimmered at me

So I moved with care

In front was a mirror

That was glowing at me

I wanted to stay

Yet wanted to flee

I looked at my reflection

You won’t believe what I saw

I couldn’t believe it either

But, my heart, it tore

There was nothing there.

Yep, Thats my poem

hey gotta go, tea is almost ready

Catch ya later. Peace out