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Eighth Grade; A Shakespearean Sonnet

April 14, 2012
By Evyfan111 DIAMOND, Castle Pines North, Colorado
Evyfan111 DIAMOND, Castle Pines North, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
"Writing eases my suffering. It's my soul's medicine. I write when I hurt. I write what I fear. Writing is my form of personal freedom. I write to save myself. I write to survive as an individual."
~Amor Magner

In late August a new school year began,
Putting all thoughts of summer out of mind,
And though of school I was not a big fan,
Sadly I could not to summer rewind.
I got off the bus and walked into school,
Dreading long days full of torment to come.
I searched for friends, each face a welcome jewel,
Hoping an outcast I would not become.
And though I was plainly so terrified
I tried to stifle my all too real fear
Because I realized if I had not tried
To get through the years I would not be here.
So I put on a smile to fool everyone,
Hoping the battle this year could be won.

The author's comments:
I had to write this for school, but I think i will write a new one for school, because this one is too personal.

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