My Right to be Angry- Taken

I was mad only because she said something. But when I try to say something, she can't deal with it, me, at the moment. "I'm not going to talk to him because I'm here to talk to you, not him" How did that work out for you? Picked up the phone every.single.time. Didn't mean to? Is that what you said when I said something? Bull. If you can't control yourself a few hours...well, I'm gonna start thinking bad things about you. BTW, I'm not mad right now, just kinda glum.

Would she rather me die of a heat stroke

Mom yelled at me for running because the dog woke her up. She yelled at me for running IN MY YARD, NEAR THE HOUSE because it's one thirty in the morning. I could've been on the road. It could have been nearly 100 degrees outside. But I was in OUR YARD with it only being, like seventy. There was no danger except mosquitoes. I don't see WHY I was yelled at.

Don't say a word.

That's how I feel. Sure, I trust her, and know that she doesn't mean to. I feel as though I can't really say anything about me feeling completely lonely and left out. I know it's stupid, but I can't help it. She's my best friend, but I don't want to make her mad over it anymore.

Because my mind is always thinking of writing...

I've started another story. In this the reader quickly realizes that the story isn't about the narrator, at least not yet. No, it seems that for the beginning the story is about the narrator's best friend. Alexander Kyle Rice, the narrator, is somehow friends with James Payne, a boy who seems to have everything bad happen to him. The story begins with Alex walking into school and James telling him that's dating Emma Stephens(I really love how her name just seems to flow). Emma and James are described as being completely different.
"Emma and James were like day and night. James had nearly blacker than black hair while Emma had dirty blond hair. James could be the most mature in a room if he wanted, even if there was a teacher in the room. Emma was, well, she was a twelve year old girl. James went home everyday to things he refused to speak of. Emma went home to love, warmth, and a few petty fights with her little brother."
Around the time of Christmas (in the first writing it was before December 21st, 2008 because it was done in a diary format), Emma dumps James. This unravels James's world even more. Hopefully, I'll concentrate on this, finish it, and be able to go back to the other story I was writing. Seriously, I had the other story all plotted out and everything just to get a new idea!

For You See, I Too Have A Love

I pick up the
razor,
wanting to carve in your name.

It's sharp,
painful almost,
and wouldn't dare make you a
permanent part of me.

The blood
and date
stain my skin

and a thought
shimmers through me.
"If she thinks she's in love with him,
Paying attention to me takes the backseat."

Even if you try to say
otherwise.