Second Draft. (very bad poetry)

Happiness is a choice,

You don't have to have it, but it is an option.

Most people like to be happy,

I don't know why.

Is it because of the way it looks?

It looks appealing to the eye.

A smile is a warm thing,

Brings tender feelings into the soul.

Is it because of the way it feels?

I've felt it before,

It's addicting.

But sometimes, too much. 

Which is it?

The outward appearance,

Or the way it feels inside?

Someday I'll know. 

Very Bad Poetry

Essentials:

Like a keybored types, another walks. 

It is the button to a knew tomorrow.

I Love the click, click, click, clicking sound. 

It files me with much joy.

Paper is the key.

The key to the knew tomorrow.

You must have it to make it work.

Without the paper, it is nothing.

Not something.

Not a king.

Not some bling. 

Perhaps a sting.

But nothing.

The paper is essential. 

The paper. 

Impulse

W-Hey Charlie.
M- Hi, it's good to see you.
W- Did I come in time?
M- I think so, we'll have to hurry though.
W- Okay.
M- Dad's having a hard time, after all, she's been sick for weeks.
W- I should've come earlier.
M- It's okay, you didn't know.
W- She never told me she was That sick. Always said it was a cold.
M- We're just glad you're here now, you did seem to be her favorite twin.
W- Ha ha. She loves both of us.
M- Sure.
W- Where's the car?
M- Down this way. It should only take a few minutes to get home.
W- Just like old times.
M- Of course.
W- So do you like living out here?
M- I do. It's been really good, especially being near mom and dad.
W- I bet.
M- And how's the big city?
W- Big, but I enjoy it.
M- Cool, cool.
W- Who's out on the porch, there?
M- Oh that's dad. You really haven't been home for a while.
W- No, I haven't. I'm going to get out here and say hi.
W- Hi dad.
D(dad)- You're too late. She's gone..

Four Alarm Fire

There's a spark,
A kind of light.
It is not much,
Not a sight.

It's getting bigger,
Growing fast.
I should run,
Not let it last.

But I just sit,
And watch its glow.
It is a beauty,
And is not slow.

Soon it's grown,
I can't help block.
It's too late,
I am in shock.

The building falls,
It drops down quick .
I start to feel,
I feel so sick.

I should have run,
And stopped that spark.
But I did not,
I feel so dark.

Introduction

Hello, I'm Hermione Granger

I was born in London, England. I'm 18 years old and Love life! I like to dance, sing, and go on walks. School is a big part of my life, in the wizarding world, it is your life! I've learned lots of spells and enchantments, so don't mess with me. I could turn your face into a broomsitck. On a lighter note, I've learned that friends make a big difference in your life. They can help you through most anything if you let them. One of the things I most enjoy is the library. The library is full of books about anything: history, cooking, life, and so much more. It's always quiet there, it's a nice place to go and just think.

You should know that my family is Very important to me. Without them I don't know who I'd be or what I'd be doing with my life. My parents have helped me become who I want to be and have supported me in so much. My brothers and sisters have helped me as well. One of my favorite quotes is "Happiness does not depend on what happens outside of you, but what happens inside of you." I think this is very true, if you're not having a good day Snap Out Of It and Wake Up! Life is a beautiful thing, so have a good attitude and enjoy and live your life to the fullest.