Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell you a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."

I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at writing stories, singing like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I love to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer or a voice actress.
I am interested in Star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favorite pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.

Thank you for giving me your time to read this article! :D

Alone!

There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright orange tan
But then one day she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.

She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk

As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.

She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set

The next day at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a home tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head

Thats when she remebered what her best friend had said
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.

What do you think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.

You
It's the middle of the night,



And I can't sleep




Your face, planted with a smile



Are the only things I see




Your voice calling my name



Is the only thing I hear




I can feel your hand rubbing my back



Hearing you whisper ''good night''




I jump and look around,



And soon realize you are not there




I sob, tightly holding the gift you once gave me



It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.




30 minutes later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…




I wake up once again



And the cycle starts all over again…

your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell you who you're not, or who you can never be. what's it take to get you to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would you say, what would you do, if this was your last day? so, you found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think you need to know that, of all the colors that you shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. you should think about what you do, befor you do it, over and over again. i know you feel alone, that know one can figure you out, but you sould know that we just love to see you smile.i know you feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help you come back.

I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If you don't like it just tell me, ok?

The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,

My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.

You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.

How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.

See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!