Poetry Slam

I did end up going to the poetry slam, but not to read. However I didn't read a poem, I watched everyone else. It was quite fun and maybe next year I will gather up the courage to read one of my own creations! So I'm going to get writing!
Maggie♥

Life Isn't About Waiting For The Storm To Pass . . .

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's learning to dance in the rain" That has to be my favorite quote in the whole world! (To bad I don't have any idea who said that)
      But that is just what I'm doing! It is the first day of spring and it is snowing in the small town of Winthrop! What a shame! Now I'm trying to figure out what to do while the weather sucks. 
Trying to warm up the ground for spring to come,
Maggie ♥

Fighting Part 2

This is the story that I was trying to post yesterday but couldn't find it.  So I searched all day and finally found it in a hidden file in my old computer. So I hope you like it!

“They’re fighting again” Ana said. The last word emphasized by the breaking of a beer bottle.  Ana and her little sister Kailee were frightened and scared, as they listened to what was going on downstairs.  

Their father had come home drunk again after a horrible day at work.  Their mother, the unlucky victim of the abuse, had been cleaning the house and helping both girls with their homework.  She quickly ushered them upstairs and they knew that he was home.  The girls hid in Ana’s room, the room furthest from the stairs. Ana was holding Kailee’s smaller frame close to her, trying to muffle the sobs that were escaping.  Kailee’s tears were staining Ana’s unwashed shirt as she cried. 

“A-Ana I’m s-scared” Kailee whispered.  Then the sound of something hitting the wooden floor made Kailee jump and Ana muffle a scream. 

“It’s gonna be ok, Kailee” Ana said trying to calm her sister as well as herself. 

“Worthless women get up” he yelled. Then came another thud as it sounded like something was hitting the wall.  A broken sob rang through the house then silence.  A deafening sound, that held no sound at all.  More sobs escaped them as they thought of their mother.  They heard a grunt and a hissed profanity as the stairs creaked and bent under the weight.  Another creak and grunt was coming from their parents’ room.  Their father had appeared at the door faster than they thought a drunken man could.

“Let’s go, were leaving” he said looking at Ana and Kailee on the bed, neither of them moving.  “Now,” he said sternly, trying to disguise the slur that Ana and Kailee knew was there.  The scrambled up and out the door, holding each other as tight as possible.  The two of them walked slowly down the hall to the stairs.  Ana barely peaked into their mother’s room, but the image she saw would last her the rest of her life.  Her mother was face down on the bed, covered and blood and completely still.  Ana blocked Kailee’s view of their mother as they both walked down the stairs with their father out to the car.  Neither of them saying anything, fearing they were the next target.  They froze, staring at the blood on the floor and splattered on the wall.  Tears escaped their eyes as their father pushed them out the door.

“Keep your mouth shut and don’t look back” their father shoving them into the back seat of the car.  They did as they were told, not watching as the house that held their mother fell into the distance.  The car swerved under the control of their drunken father.  The trees passed rapidly, and sharp turns through the little girls into the car doors. 

“Shut up” he yelled as their sobs filled the car.  The sobs continued but now they were muffled the car took another sharp turn throwing the girls into the door. Ana’s head hit the window causing it to crack and warm blood run down her head and neck.  The car took another sharp turn and hit the forest.  The car flipped over, Ana and Kailee hitting the ceiling while their father had only hit the dash board, and was now unmoving.  Ana held her sister tighter, as both bodies were growing cold, Kailee’s eyes were closed and her breathing stopped. 

“I love you Kailee” Ana said and kissed her sisters forehead.  “And I love you mom,” she said letting one last tear fall down her cheek as she closed her eyes and held her sister as she slowly slipped away. 

So that was quite sad in my opinion, so feel free to comment on how it made you feel!
Maggie♥

Fighting

You want to know what sucks? When parents fight, that's what sucks.  My parents continue to fight over stupid things, like when dinner is going to be and what my mom can do after work.  But they're not just small arguments, no, they are full blow scream fests.  My mom tries to get my dad to understand that she works more than he does, and my dad's just used to eating nice and early.  My dad's used to eating early because he's was used to his mother being home all the time, I think he'd like it better if my mom didn't work.  Today, however, my mom was getting so pissed off at my dad. "I just want to leave here" my mom said to my after my dad left the room.
     That was three hours ago and now they are back on speaking terms and even sitting in the same room.  It surprises me how they can want to leave each other one minute and love each other the next.  This whole love hate thing is playing with my emotions too much! I wrote a story for this post however I lost it, so I will be sure to post it tomorrow!
Happy St. Patrick's Day! (or Evacuation Day if you live in my county!)
Maggie♥

The Man Who Can't Be Moved....

Looking out at the rolling waves they say there.  The unsaid question hung in the air, the silence becoming more awkward by the second.  She shifted the sand squishing below her butt.  He shifted just as she did, a blush rising in her cheeks.  They both confessed that they both loved each other, just minutes before.  Now the silence fell awkward, there was no amazing first kiss or slow walk into the sunset.  He looked around; they were the only ones on the beach.  Even though it was unseasonably warm for November no one came to the beach because of the dark clouds that hung low in the sky.  It was probably an omen, he thought.  An eastward wind blew the air in from the sea, causing the temperature to drop several degrees.  She shivered, wrapping her arms around herself.  Her thin long sleeved shirt held no protection for her.  She scooted closer to her best friend hoping, like old times, he would help her.  And just like old times, he did.  He unzipped his sweatshirt and they sat as close as possible so that the sweatshirt could be wrapped around the both of them.

His arm wrapped around her and she whispered, “Thanks.” She looked at his face for the first time since they said it and saw that he was looking out towards the ocean. But occasionally she would catch him looking at her then they would both blush and look away. 

“This could work you know?” He started now looking down at her. “This relationship thing.”

“What if it doesn’t work, I don’t want to lose you.  I’d rather love you like a brother and have you then love you like I want to and lose you.” she said hugging him tightly around the chest.

“You won’t lose me,” he promised.  “I love you, this will work out.”    He was now hugging her around her waist, holding her to his chest.  “So, do you want to see if this will work out? Because I do,” he said stroking her hair. 

“I’m still nervous, what if it doesn’t work out.” She countered.

“If you -” but he was cut off.  Her lips touched his gently, chastely, then she pulled away smiling. 

If you want to wait that’s fine, is what he was planning on saying.  But he never got the chance because he never needed it.  “What changed your mind?” he asked, she blushed there was no way for her to say this.

“I looked at you and saw the love in your eyes, and I knew when you looked at me you saw the same thing.  God, that sounds cheesy.” She said blushing and hiding her face in her shirt.

“It doesn’t sound cheesy, it sounds amazing coming from you.” he said bringing her face up to his and kissing her softly. 

“Now that was cheesy,” she said and laughed lightly.  “But I love you”

“I know” he joked “I love you too.”

“I know” she said with a laugh.  The crashing waves and the silent beach now echoed their love for each other.  However the clouds didn’t move and the omen still lay.

Sigh.
The would've been a perfect relationship! That should've been my relationship! But, alas, it isn't.  After only two days (TWO DAYS!) my boyfriend broke up with me.  However he was real sweet about it.  He wanted to break up with me because he didn't want us to get further into a relationship and break up and never be friends anymore.  I understood where he was coming from but it still broke my heart to hear that. 
     But he still likes me, and I still like him, and we're still good friends.  But he wants us to get closer as friends, and then, maybe then we can start going out again.  However I'll be waiting for that relationship to come, waiting till I can hold his hand and kiss him like I want to and I'm pretty sure he's waiting for the same thing (unless he lied to me).  I'll be the man who can't be moved, stuck in that one spot between friendship and relationship. 
      So I put on a brave face and told everyone I was over the relationship when I really wasn't.  Sure I could laugh and pretend when I was around people, but it was  when I was alone that I could feel it.  The want and longing gnawing at my insides.  I could barely sleep because I would have dreams of him telling me how much he loved me and I'd wake up because they weren't real.  Or I would dream about him hating me, and never wanting to see me again and I would wake up crying to scared to go back to sleep.  The only time that the want and longing wasn't gnawing at my insides was those few times a day I could go up to him and hug him.  I would make those few seconds count. Now maybe the gnawing will subside since I finally got that off my chest.  But I'm hoping for a better tomorrow, always hoping.
Maggie </3

Eh to :)

So at our competition on Saturday we had an amazing show!! However the judges thought that we didn't understand the plot of our story.  We wrote our story I THINK WE KNOW OUR STORY! So we did not move on even though a show that completely sucked moved on!! Then Sunday morning I was still pissed off about the whole thing, but I was my friend's birthday so I threw her a surprise party and I felt a little better.  And then my best guy friend in the whole world asked me out and I said YES! So he's my first boyfriend and we're going on our first date this Saturday!!! I'm so excited but also SO nervous!! (This isn't my other crush, I kind of gave up on him)
My stomach's in knots
and my head's spinning,
My heart beats faster
and I'm feeling dizzy
When you asked me
that question I longed to hear. 
Then I said yes,
and we'll see where it goes.

Yea that's it, I'm not good at writing when I'm happy. 
♥♥♥Maggie♥♥♥

Sorry! (Again)

This message can only be short because it is quite late for me.  I have not writen in a while because I am part of my school's Drama Society and we have a competition on Saturday. We wrote an original play off the poem "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Elliot.  So I have been at rehearsal from 4 to 10 after six hours of school, and then when I get home I have to do homework. So I am sorry that I have not been able to write like I used too.  If we do not move past prelims then I will have all the time in the world to write, but I really hope we make it further. I will have more on Sunday!
Wish me luck!
Maggie♥