Geplaatst het verhaal heb ik gemaakt tijdens een ruzie met iemand, hij kan confronterend zijn. Het gedicht heb ik net gemaakt, het gaat over mijn oma die ziek is.
Citaat:I’m big; tough I’m feeling so small. I bruise easily, bang….you broke me. I never felt as wrong as I do now. I’ll never forget this moment, I can’t stop crying, and you hurt me. And I hurt you, I don’t want to, but I have to convince myself that it’s better so. Nobody knowing who I am, safe in my own world. But you tried to get in again, I want to, but I’m not brave enough. Please help me, that’s what my body screams. But I don’t allow you to help me, I’m afraid to. If you just understood what I’m going true, maybe you understand it, but am I to afraid to see it. Am I so weird then? Maybe I am, but then help me, I can’t handle this too. My school is hard to get true, but my social life is even as hard. And I don’t want to. I don’t want to hurt you! I never wanted to! But I just can’t deal with the things I have to deal with! I can’t do what I want to do! Please help me! Because I don’t know what to do! I feel so angry, so empty and tough so full, with all kind of things. I just don’t know what to do with the feelings I feel.
Citaat:I’m so scared, you know why. I don’t want to lose her, but I can’t say I’m sorry, cause I’m not. But I can’t let her die without saying sorry. What do I have to do? I don’t know it anymore. I really don’t. Please help me, cause it’s hard to imagine a life without her. Can you imagine a life without your grandma? I can’t, and I’m afraid of it. I already lost one of my granny’s, and I don’t want to lose her too. I hope you understand how I’m feeling, cause I don’t understand it myself. I don’t know why I’m telling you this kind of things, I guess I just have t. I’m sorry for that!