Author: Heather Goldbug

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My Stories 159

3 blurred edges allow for imagination probably my first good ana poem.

Poetry: Life, T, English, Drama, words: 95, 10/4/2005

The Things We Create Jessica Farber is an artist. She can paint well, but there is some element of feeling missing in her paintings. This story is of her struggle to remember how to put feeling into her paintings.

Fiction: General, K, English, words: 3k+, 5/5/2004

When Elmer's Doesn't Work Mark wants his parents to divorce. His girlfriend, Ally, and he are having some issues with their relationship. Sometimes big changes don't change as much of our lives as we thought. That comes from the little changes inside us.

Fiction: General, K+, English, words: 3k+, favs: 1, 5/5/2004

3 Reflection First she sees what she should, then she sees what she shouldn't, then she sees nothing at all.

Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 26, 3/30/2004

4 Hospital A very distraught hospital patient

Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 78, 3/30/2004

8 His Name Forgotten » Leah is six. This is the tragedy of her life with an abusive father, who also abuses her mom.

Fiction: General, M, English, Tragedy & Drama, chapters: 3, words: 3k+, favs: 5, updated: 3/15/2004 published: 8/21/2003

1 Senior Summer I'm fairly ashamed of htis sing-songy poem, but oh well. It's not even what really happened, but I was just thinking how the summer after your senior year of high school can be pretty sucky...

Poetry: School, K, English, words: 240, 9/13/2003

3 Trampeled It's somehting like a rap. It's about my sister, who'd run away many times, breaking my heart over and over. And so this is me wishing she'd just stay away, and not come home...

Poetry: Family, K, English, Angst, words: 102, favs: 1, 9/13/2003

6 My Friends I know people who have suffered a great deal. This world is cruel... I could name every person that this story briefly describes, but I'm not going to for the sake of their privacy... isn't it sad that these terrible things happen to mere children?

Poetry: Life, K+, English, Angst, words: 170, favs: 1, 9/13/2003

3 Quiero Vivir Hablo solo un poquito español! Asistí solo dos semestrés de español. Lo siento... In English... I can't speak Spanish, the grammar here is terrible, But I wrote this about my best friend, to whom I was looking quite forward to meeting in the summer. I

Poetry: Friendship, K, Spanish, words: 56, 9/13/2003

2 Every Day Definitely not my best. But not bad, either. Some parts are good. It's just about... I don't know, how we view the world, I guess.

Poetry: Life, K+, English, Angst, words: 197, 8/8/2003

5 Color Wheel A short poem describing the indscribable, painting the tiny differences and yet similarities between two best friends. (Me and mine)

Poetry: Friendship, K, English, Poetry, words: 39, 7/6/2003

3 Missed Goodbye This is a poem that highlights my adopted sister's life from when I met her when she was a kid... to when I wrote it. It has some interesting phrases that catch the eye and invade the mind.

Poetry: Family, K, English, words: 196, 7/6/2003

2 Dulling Memory It's kind of the opposite of "Metamorphosis" (my poem). I felt like my happy self just... vanished... and where did it go?

Poetry: Song, K, English, Angst, words: 193, 7/6/2003

2 A Silent Fear Insecurities about my poems... what if the power of my words starts fading as soon as my fingers pelt the worn keys on my keyboard?

Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 129, 6/15/2003

2 It's Not A Vice I didn't know whether to go back to something that's a bit addictive or to stay away from it... bet you'll relate...

Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 128, 6/14/2003

2 It's Only Success on the First Try This is about how etched "it's only success on the first try" is into my life - I feel like it's been there forever, and .. this is a WEIRD poem.

Poetry: Life, K, English, words: 141, 3/23/2003

1 Subtle Death It's short... I'm still contemplating the exact meaning of this but I know it has somehting to do with being annoyed that people ignore me constantly... when they aren't 1-on-1 with me.

Poetry: Song, K, English, Angst, words: 68, 3/13/2003

1 Beautiful Night Though it may give you false perceptions of reading a light poem, this is about death. They felt like children to me. And they weren't, really, but I hurt. My baby birds.

Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst & Tragedy, words: 97, 3/8/2003

Absence of FastForward Don't you wish you could fast-forward through the painful times?

Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 60, 3/5/2003

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