This is the first happy poem we have written together so
bare with us.

The sun is shining so brite,
as i skip and dance around.
My friends and i play ring around the rosey,
ashes ashes we all fall down.

C- This is stupid lets go back to stuff we can do.
A- i know. this is too much happiness in 2 minutes.
C- okay we have decided to change our poem.

As i lay in my bed watching the closet door,
i almost pee my pants as something jumps OUT.
i dont know what it is.
i know i shouldnt do this i know i shouldnt pout.
As i try to lay my head down to sleep,
after i've prayed to the lord my soul to keep.
I hear the clown snickering behind my closet door,
before i know it he'll be beside me on the floor.
I cannot open my mouth up to scream,
for i am afraid this is all a fucked up dream.
I can feel him creeping in the night,
why the fuck did mom take my night light??
He creeps dancing in the shadows,
waiting for his chance to attack.
Before i know it he'll have cut off my head,
hitting the floor *SMACK!!*
But first he bites off my toes with his razor sharp teeth,
so disgusting and yellow,
this ugly cheery thing.
No one else is aware of his presence,
because i am the one he wants.
He sees me as his target mearly because i am scared.
But right befor he goes to finish me off,
i feel the sunlight burning away his presence,
so for now i am safe once again.
Until tonight when he'll be back,
trying to take me away....


C-Wow... that was gaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy, and not the
homosexual way either.,
A- yeah because the dumb thing didnt rape you...
C-such a damn pervert.
A- yeah i dont think so. i think whoever reads this is gonna
think we r a bunch of fools.
C- Ya think?? i think we r a bunch of fools.. i mean we are
having a typed convo sitting right next to each other..
WTF???
A- idk but i need a cigarette after reading this..
C- even though it's not scary im scared.. i dont like
clowns.. i dnt want to sleep in faiths room now. [btw faith
is the girl ashley babysits she has 2 beds]
A- yeahh. well this was pretty good to be a quicky. i mean
dont quickys usually last 7 minutes?
C-no for me a quicky is an hour... LMFAO!! [inside joke]
A- then what did you call that in nycis room? [nyci is
pronounced nikki]
C- i got done 1st mkay? and i was scared that one of the
kids were gonna walk in. *glares*
A- yeah mmk.. i beleive u i swear.. quit glaring at me...
*hits u upside the head and says come on lets go smoke a
cigarette*
C-mkay..