From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #323 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Saturday, September 16 2000 Volume 03 : Number 323 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: something i wrote while in school today.. [DrkShadws85@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2000 20:05:55 EDT From: DrkShadws85@aol.com Subject: ET: something i wrote while in school today.. To whom it may concern: Standing in the line of shadows arrows missed everything that I ever wanted. I dont know how to describe these kinds of things to anyone anymore. I lost everything that I had ever known, everything here is unfamiliar. Got called to the counselors office and all the new second years talked. For once I could agree with someone for once and only once in this shitty place identified with someone. Cant really ex[ect that to happen any time soon. Things are so much more different here than I thought it would be. Its not that Im scared of what is happening. I dont exactly like who I am becoming, the old person I was but a hell of a whole lot worse. Cant see straight always seeing blurred visions. Things I dont understand and the only things that are in my surroundings. Friendly people arent the kind of people that Ive encountered here. Cant lie about it anymore. Sometimes I just am ready to drop dead. But Im not willing myself to make it hapen. Someome forgot to pick me up and left me standing after a long rainy day. Some kids make other kids laugh, my face is always the one thats staying straight. Maybe Im a freak because I like certain things, but hell, Id rahter be that than the social stands that everyone else lives up to. My foot kind of crossed over the metal. No one really noticed but I felt it. Ya know the burn deep down inside within your body that most people rarely get? I live with that all the time. Really everyone I feel is more than artifical. Everything I know and everything I feel is more than NUMB. Poeople laugh and stare because something is different. People are wrong a lot. Listen to yourself and not your mama. Mine rarely knows whats coming out of her mouth. Sometimes what I write gets to long and no one cares what I have to say. No one cares to read what I write. maybe if people would listen and care more, things would be better Always, Sam ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #323 **********************************