Graveyard GirlShe stood there -Long, flowing locks, black as crow's feathersJust a blur in the musky fog.A patched mahogany dress she wore,Tattered and worn by Father Time.She stood there -Looking at a graveBefore kissing it with her fingerWrapped by blood, she turned aroundEyes green as emeraldsShe turned around, and smiled at meA sinister smile, begging me to come closer.A step forward, a step backTurning, hair in the breeze, a joyful gesture.Fleeing into the Unknown -An oak tree borders the fogI stood thereWonderingHave I seen a passing;Or has the fog hazed my mind?
Wolf LifeMy life is a wolf's lifeI must obey,I must followUntil the very endTo be a wild creature;And yet be so confinedBy rulesBy instinct.Rebellion is rejectedAlthough it is a shared desire.Step upAnd be sent outThe wolf is considered free;But is that the reality?
Emerald Bellossom It was a normal day in Summertime, and I had recently learned how to clone Pokemon on my Emerald version, thanks to my cousin. I was probably the happiest nerd you would find for miles at that time. Within a few months, I had all the Pokemon cloned that I had needed. Eventually I stopped playing my game altogether, since I had gotten bored of it, because I bought it used. It came with several legendaries, and the Elite Four beat more times than I could count. Then Pokemon Diamond and Pearl had come out. My mom had pre-ordered them for me for my birthday, and I was just completely ecstatic. I pulled out the guidebook, my collector styluses, and then finally the games. Immediately I opened the Pearl case, took out the cartridge and placed it into my DS system. I played that game all summer long, and hardly ever touched my Pokemon Diamond. I was at Cynthia's last Pokemon, which was her Milotic.