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Life Threats

Hi guys. So if you are not oblivious to the world, you know that school shootings are kind of trendy nowadays. And if you are local you have probably heard about the threat to shoot Harlan High school. My school. Yeeeah... There are cops roaming and rumor has it that even the FBI is here. So am I. My sister panicked when she heard, so she is at home just like about half of the student population.Good times. The place is dead. The air is tense. It's great. (Sarcasm.)
After that depressing news update, we shall now move on.\
My pastor is amazing. He jumped up in front of the church for me to help me sell that last of my first ten coupon books for ROTC. I was blushing so much. I was also hiding behind my hair.
Another thing that's got me buzzing is my friend. OMG. He is actually coming. I am so happy. His parents bought the plane tickets, which is pretty awesome. What is even more awesome is that his dad accidentally bought a ticket for the wrong day so my friend gets to/has to stay for two weeks instead of one.
We are both excited. We will probably use the time to work on dancing. (In case you don't know, my heart melts to dance.) Dancing is freedom. You dance with me, and I will probably love you forever. Unless you just can't dance. (I will at least love you in the moment.) I wish I could tell you guys more, but part of me is like nah, that's personal. {Everything you say is personal, Cowgirl.} Yeah, well this is close to my heart. That is harder to share.
Yesterday I was cleaning my room and I found a poem that I wrote though. (Recently wrote.) I can share that if you like. (I will assume you're saying yes.) Okay, let me find it. Okay, here goes.

I really want to write a poem,
But I don't know what to say.
S'pose I'll press pen to paper
And just let it display
My thoughts, my fears, my horrors maybe tears.
Why all of the negativity?
Darkness is poetic, well that type comes easy.

The sweet fear of relationship,
How can I explain?
I don't quite fear falling in love,
But I know it is no game.
I feel the words tug at my heart when he says
I love you, you are beautiful.
And I get the butterflies when I am pulled near to him.
Not for lack of capability am I afraid of falling
But more for fear of potentialities;
That's what keeps me stalling.

That is my poem. I have to go now. Bye guys. 

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