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Emo Sonnet – Death In my left hand I hold a blade so cold, As bad thoughts overwhelm my feeble mind. Darkness is what the cruel future will hold, What I’ve gone through is anything but kind. My right hand then caressed its smooth steel blade, As I slid down the highway of my wrist. Never to admit that I am afraid, With the knife that I hold in my firm fist. Years of suppressed agony flow freely, For this is the answer I am seeking. Sometimes I ask myself am I really, The same person with the wrist that’s leaking. I am crazy so why should I pretend; Life is no use so why not let it end?

The Truth Not Told Three years ago, when I was attending my first year of high school, I learned a lesson that changed my attitude forever. I remembered clearly, when my parents constantly reminded me about how important high school was. They told me that it was not the same as elementary school, and that I would get a lot more homework. As a 14 year-old girl, I was very ignorant, and did not listen to my parents at all, and simply replied with, “Yea, I know already”, followed by the classic eye roll. Soon, school began, and I adapted to the environment quickly. I made new friends, met new teachers, and not having recess was not

 Man's Best Friend There is a lot of talk going on saying that Pit Bulls will be banned in Ontario. Let us think for a minute. Why do we want to ban the Pit Bulls? Most people would probably respond as, “they are vicious”, or, “they are dangerous”. Pit Bulls are bred to be vicious, and they are bred to attack other dogs. Should we to blame this on humans or the Pit Bulls themselves? Pit Bulls are just like any other dog. We are misled by the media into thinking that Pit Bulls will attack the innocent when it is us who bred them to behave that way. Every living thing start out “neutral” until a certain way of b

 A Place Just For Me There is only one place in this world that will always welcome me. When I am there, I feel as if all my troubles are lifted away. It comforts me, makes me feel safe, and protects me from the outside world. It is a place that I look forward to everyday when I am tired after busy hours of school. It is a magical place where my imagination can run free. It is always there for me, and me only. My room. It is a warm summer day in the month of July, the rays of the morning sun poured into my room as I am pulling aside my green and white curtain. I lie in bed, enjoying the warm sunlight on my face. My pillow is puffy like co

 Saying Hello to the Devil When I was young, I always judged people’s personalities by the way they looked. If a man looked scary, I would automatically assume that he was a “bad man”, and if he looked charming, I would assume he was a “good man”. However, this assumption was silly and wrong, for a person’s true character will not revealed until you get to fully know them. First impressions can be misleading. The next time you walk into a restaurant and a waitress happily flutters to your side with the smile of an angel, assigning you a seat and asking you what you would like to order; pause and think. Is this

The Downfall of Most High School Students Procrastination. It is something that most high school students did and still do, whether it be in class or at home. Procrastination is so tempting that even the most hardworking of all students will probably give in at some point. The things we come in contact with everyday such as friends, computers or televisions, may be a trigger for procrastination. Procrastination is sneaky to the point where it lurks in every corner. Writing an English essay beside your bed may seem easy, but once you take a look at the smooth quilt and puffy pillow, you think of taking a short after-school nap, as procrastina

Mlle Bujokas Mlle, oh Mlle. Tu es une idole pour tout les étudiants. Tu es comme un ange, Qui nous couvrit avec la connaissance. Tes yeux scintillent comme les étoiles. Tes dents brillent dans la salle éclairé faible, Luirent un sentier de lumière dans l’obscurité de ma âme. Ta écharpe violet me sourit, Pendant que nous courons joyeux en dehors de l’école. Nous nous ébattrons entre les champs des fleurs, Pendant que tu me parles en français. Ah, c’est un bon jour… …Mlle ! English version : Mlle, oh Mlle. You are an idol for all the students. You a