Love Tragedy

Once upon a time in a small part of Cincinnati there lived in a small boy named Tony. Tony had a crush on a girl named Myasia for a few weeks. Once day at school Tony had dropped all his books in the middle of the hallway Myasia stopped and helped him. “Thanks,” he said, and she just smiled and walked away. A couple of months later, Tony wrote Myasia a letter about how he feel about her. The letter said,

Dear Myasia,

I had a crush on you for at least five months. I’m writing you this letter because I wanted to tell you how I feel about you. When I see you in the hallway my legs get weak, my face turns purple, and I start to sweat. Your eyes are like diamonds, I like to buy them and wear them as a necklace. I like the way your hair float in the air like a wave in the ocean, I would like to take you out sometime if possible, but I hope in my heart that you say yes.

Your classmate,

Tony C. 

A couple of days go past and she finally walked up to Tony while he was at his locker and said, “I had a crush on you too, but it was to many people in the hallway to tell you. Myasia has a friend that likes Tony too, but Myasia don’t know that her friend likes him. The next morning Tony and Myasia got together and their relationship was going well for a while until Tasha started to be in there business and everything was starting to go down hill. Tasha wanted Tony as her boyfriend, but Myasia already have him. 

And His Name Is Douche Bag

wow, look at her, she looks amazing 

                                                                                             I hope I look okay just enough to impress
                                                                                             him. 

I have weed and this bottle all I need is

 to get her to my house I ask her

 "Wanna chill at my spot?"                                                       He's Smiling at me then he asked if
                                                                                               I wanted to go to his place 

 Of course she says yes like a dumb ass  

                                                                                               Of course i say yea 

I Say cool so we took a cab to my place                          
                                                                                                 He's holding my hand and showing the cab 

                                                                                                 driver I'm his. 

We are finally here                                                                  
                                                                                                His house is nice 

I start off by asking her if she would like a drink                      
                                                                                                 He offers me a drink but I'm just going to

                                                                                                 have one to be social .

She Took It Straight ! ha not what I expected.                     

                                                                                                   Eww its a warm feeling in my gut.

                                                                                                  Smoking? eh I don't smoke but its Only
                                                                                                   one time , besides I like him
I lit up a joint then ask her if she wanted to hit it
Shes a first time smoker Ha brownie points for me                  
                                                                                                  I think he's starting to like me

I get close to her rubbing her thigh telling her that she's
beautiful                                                                                    
                                                                                                  He said i was beautiful . That sunk in like
                                                                                                   Bath and Body Works lotion.
I began kissing her and things happened to get serious                
                                                                                                  This is it , My first time

That Was Okay                                                                        
                                                                                                 It was amazing ha but it hurt

After I zipped my pants I tell her an excuse that my mom
is going to be home soon and that she needs to leave.                
                                                                                                 He said I had to leave.

I offer to walk her to the nearest bus stop                                
                                                                                                 He wanted to walk me to the bus stop.

We walked and got there I didn't feel like waiting with her
So I told her I couldn't wait with her so I left                                
                                                                                                  Wow he ditched me .

Ha I totally ditched her                                                                I feel like crying

When I walked away she looked like she was gonna cry
I pull out my phone and text her "Its Over"                              
                                                                                                   Wow Than He Texts Me "Its Over"

And I'm done                                                                              
                                                                                                    Over . 

                                                                                                

                                                           

Blackout Poetry

Hello, readers!

I'm Ms. Shanna, the teacher who set up shop in Room 102 a couple of years ago. Thank you for visiting! Here you will find the ramblings and experiments of these wonderful writers---my students. For our first showcase, here is one of my favorite pastimes: blackout poetry. 

All you need is a newspaper and some permanent black markers to do this exercise.  

The first two are models that I made to show the writers, and the rest is student work. Enjoy! 

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