Lame

No one really know this but I used to write lame ass creative stories. Mainly about my sister and these guys. but haha that I would just write in my old school books and laugh by myself cos it was so stupid. It is similar to this ...

Once upon a time there was a girl named Latika and this boy named Callum. Latika and Callum both lived in a little forest together called Lop Paradise with lots of trees and a vine garden in a little hut house. Callum really likes Latika so he planned to have a picnic in the vines. Latika wore a nice round classy hat to the vine gardens to meet Callum but then it was such a windy day and her hat flew. The hat was so precious to her because it came from her great great grandmother. So she ran and ran to chase the hat and got caught up in the dark black woods. Callum sat there waiting and waiting and wonder where Latika went. He waited and waited till he turned into stone and Latika turned into a black tree. Fin.

Chance

Walking by to my destination,
I see you, and you see me.
One glance and then another,
but nothing came about with our actions or words,
it was like we were both in our own little worlds.
Waiting and waiting.
The more eager I wanted to do something,
the more foolish I think I would look.
So I grease and think to myself,
"What a dickhead" but as I continue to walk,
I think of you, and look back about what could of happened.

You make me Grrr.