Daybreak Monologue

The horn has already sounded and I’m still running. I can feel my blood pulsing in my ears. The sounds of useless advice feels the air. I continue to run. I come across a cave and ran into it. I gasp in shock and as I walk into a lab filled with mindless people editing videos. A film crew rushes at me and says, “If you were able to be in Divergent, which character would you be?” I shake my head in confusion. I attempt to back up slowly, but they grab me and place me in front of a computer and yell, “Edit!” The slam the headphones on my head and everything becomes a blur.

I am truly sorry for what happened about yesterday, what we did was very wrong and unacceptable. I know how upset and disappointed you guys are at me right now but I understand why. I didn’t know what I was thinking back there which makes me feel like I became a terrible and horrible personality and person in general. But just want to let you guys know that we didn’t do anything bad back there which I know you guys are thinking in a different way. To start it off, Kiane and i, we were planning to go somewhere but believe it or not, she has her period so because of that she wasn’t feeling very well. If you guys don’t believe it I understand, but she has it so she wanted a place somewhere where we can just sit and relax to make her feel a little

If you haven’t used a tampon before, and you don’t have a Phd at the end of your name, it’s hard to hear you. TMI I know, but while you change multiple times, you use them for 24 hours, and up to 4 to 7 days. It is very disturbing to think that our cotton fields are being contaminated to the point that it’s transferring into everything. And now, we’re using something that over the years could endanger our health, or God forbid our future children. And it’s not just tampons, but pads, wipes, washes and so much more. We are our own worst enemy, and we will destroy

I see people go through there Dailey routine like they are robots They're faces have no expressions and they have no thoughts Like an assembly line they organize Who knows what they see If I stepped in there shoes how would I see me Are they human Do they have a brain Are they being controlled, like someone controls an animal with rains I won't ever know what it's like to not be me

In your eyes yet not able to see but still able to understand. Look to the past, not future, it's went way too far. We've skipped, we've ran, but go back and walk slowly, nicely. Don't miss a thing!

My dad always slept with his shoes off.But tonight, tonight was different. Probably because the town was being evacuated. Gun shots so close you can trace the sound back to the weapon. People running, screaming and dying. It was amazing, well to me it was it was the first time i seen everyone outside at once i wish it was on this occasion but it was good to see people care about each other. Back to the store though. My mom came running into the house screaming,”they’re here,they’re”. My dad jump from the bed, like he was waiting for this moment all his life, “grab the begs” he says to me and my 3 brothers. They were place in the corner of the living room next to the back door. I didn't pick up nothing being the youngest in the

Hiding in this damn room is a stupid idea but I really don’t have a choice in the matter. Not after everything that’s happened today. The Division Leaders are here and this is where Jensen put me, out of sight and away from prying eyes. It’s probably for the best, considering that Samuel possibly believes that I’m unconscious thanks to Doctor Estin. Unless the doctor told him that his plan went wrong. I don’t believe Estin did though. He would be to scared that Samuel would take his daughter off ice. He wouldn’t risk it.

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

Looking back, it didn’t seem like anything significant. So we kept a journal? Big deal. For as long as I’ve known her, really known her, we’ve been sharing our poetry, our thoughts, and our feelings. It made sense to combine them. We tell each other everything. We document every important moment of our lives. It’s not a big deal to us. But to other people, our journals tell a story. A story of 2 girls, searching for themselves; trying to figure out who they are.

Everything went dark over me as the moss and roots wrapped me in their spindly arms.

Despite the speed demons driving, I had a fantastic time with my new friends. After exerting our energy from walking around the mall, we stopped for a late lunch, before watching a movie together, and headed back home. John invited me back to his apartment, yet I felt apprehensive at the idea of being alone with him in his domain.

The Wayward Boy, Lot 79.2, Slave, Maggie Vanderthorpe, and Kuro. But the first name I had known him by was “The new One”

"It's time to get out of the desert and into the sun... Even if it's ALONE."

One day Brian arguably changed my life. We were sitting in front of one of the only two fans that we had in the warehouse for the afternoon break. Brian was smoking his Marlboro and I asked for one. He stopped and gave me a puzzled look and said, “No. Why would you want to f*** up like that? Get an addiction when you don’t have any reason? I don’t think you realize that you’re sitting on an f***ing gold mine.” I was about to protest that I was old enough to smoke a cigarette if I wanted when the “gold mine” comment sunk in. I asked, “How do you figure that I’m sitting on a gold mine, because I don’t smoke?” Brian explained his perspective, “Not smoking is an asset for you. You’re not good looking. You’re not a dangerous bad boy or a football player or rich. But you’re not ugly or repulsive or too nerdy. You have a sense of humor. You have a car and a job and can afford to go out on the weekends. You’re in the Honor Society because you make good grades. You don’t smoke or drink, so parents will love you.” I retorted; “That’s just great. I’m not dating their mother or father.” “You’re missing the point”, he said. “Girls would rather go out on a Saturday night than sit at home with their parents. And they know it’s easier to convince their parent to agree, if they go out with someone like

Hello Diana, sorry I missed your comment on sunday, I wasn't following the posts as I should have been, I'm not much better, I just didn't want to miss another show.