ember

we were always very close. He was like a big brother to me & he was one of the very few people that I could actually talk to about stuff.

He was the driver in the car that was hit.

Please read this carefully:

You never know how your mistakes will affect other people until after you make them… mistakes that sometimes destroy the hearts of others. For example, what if you decided to go to one of your friend's drinking parties this summer. And what if, after you had put a few under your belt, you decided to drive home. No problem, you can handle it. You're only three streets from your house when, suddenly, the guy in front of you stops to let a dog & its owner cross the street. You slam on the break but, instead, your car launches forward at full speed. You hit the car in front of you, which ends up smashing the dog owner's skull all over the pavement, thankfully the dog gets away just in time. As you curse your mom's brakes, you open the car door and step out to make sure the driver in front of you is okay. Once you get to his car you just stand there, staring at all the blood, for what feels like a few seconds. As the reality of what happened hits you, so do a hundred mind-shattering noises. Noises like the police and ambulance sirens, as they pull up, and the other driver's busted car horn. The ambulances pile the three of you in, even though you insist that you are okay.

After a thorough examination, you are told that you have a broken arm and that you shattered your wrist. The nurse tells you that you can leave but a cop stops you when you enter the waiting room, saying that there was nothing wrong with your brakes and that you're being charged with drunk driving, murder in the first degree, and possibly the second. For the first time you look around and you see another cop holding onto a little girl, about six or seven years old, trying to keep her from running into a room. She is very upset and yelling for him to let her go. The cop that is arresting you says that she is a friend of the driver that you hit, and that the people sitting behind her are his family. Suddenly, a nurse comes out and says that the boy is hemorrhaging and tells the doctor that's holding the little girl that they need him right away. The doctor hands the girl over to the boy's father and she starts to cry and shake.

As you sit in a jail cell, the cop that arrested you comes up and tells you that you will now be tried for murder in the second degree. The boy is dead. You are also told that he was only sixteen, two years younger than you, with his whole life ahead of him. A week before your trial, the boy's father commits suicide and his sister is put into a mental institution. Shortly after, his mother dies of heartbreak.

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I am telling you all this story because it is one that I have lived. The boy that died was my best friend Joshua, his sister is Alyssa, and I, Amber, was the seven year old girl. Alyssa has been in and out of mental institutions since she was ten years old, and she is currently back in drug rehab for the forth time. About two years ago, I received an apology letter from Logan, the eighteen year old that killed my best friend. Since then, I have heard nothing else from him, and I frankly do not want to. Anything that he could say has no meaning to me. I will never forgive his actions.

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You may all ask me why I am telling you this. Every year, around this time, Alyssa and I ask people to take a pledge. We ask you to join us in our fight. For one month, do not consume any sort of alcoholic beverage or intoxicant. Spread this story to your friends and, please, ask them to take the pledge. We thank you for your support. Sincerely, Ambrosia.

it's not that easy... we don't exactly talk that openly

maybe she just wants to be friends...

you can, but there are a lot of people that would rather take you to court than see a child in the hands of a homosexual couple. which is total b.s. but you can totally fight it if you want it bad enough

that's cool! sad... but i'm not one to be intrigued be "happy" poetry

that's powerful! you're an amazing writer... I hope to see more of your stuff soon!

so... i've been grounded since the beginning of the summer & i've only seen my Boyfriend once since then.... well, he's going off to Canada soon & i'm not gonna get to see him before he leaves. It's really not that serious of a relationship, but he makes me happy & i haven't been happy in quite a while, but he doesn't deserve to be in a relationship where he can't see his girlfriend, especially since it was just meant to be fun & not all serious & whatever. I konw that the right thing to do would be to break up eith him & to stop being so sefl-concerned. But we have gotte na bit more serious than either of us had planned on & he doesn't want to. I think that it's time to just let go, but I guess that i've been giving mixed signals 'cause part of me doesn't want to let go... & now I'm rambling(sp?). I just want to let him off as easy as possible & he wont let me.

nah, shy guys are cute, but not in the dating way. A guy with a loud personalty is really attractive as long as he's not too cocky.

not really, I've always paid for my guy friends whenever they want food or wahtever & I've never asked for anything in return

seeing as how you hate females so much... I'm slightly afraid to mention that i am one, but I think I shall. look, we're not all bad. I've met plently of really REALLY great guys out there that are not all that great looking & it hasn't mattered to me. & with those guys come the jealous guys that think that the guy you're with doesn't deserve you 'cause they're not good looking enough. look, we're not all that shallow, & if you'd let down your wall a little & talk to me, then I'm sure that I can change your mind. please, my email's email removed & my yahoo I.M. is caffierose.

ciao ~Caffie

love without money... it doesn't matter... if you love 'em enough then you'll go out, get a job, & support him, if need be.

My friend Tom has decided to go to Fairview Highschool next year. What he doesn't understand is that people there are not as understanding of the fact that he & a lot of his friends (including myself) are bi. Here. at Peak to Peak, people are actually relatively understanding of the fact.... & about 3/4 of the school is bi/gay/lesbian. I dunno how to support him when he just setting himself up to be humiliated & I know he can't take that... how do I help him?

Thank y'all

um... yeah. We're both bi. both like boys both like girls.

HE likes to hit on boys... a lot.

& sometimes girls just like to mess with your head if they think you're a lil' cute. hehe, oops, did I just give our secret away. lol. HA! have some fun with them.

SO.... I might be getting back together with one of my ex boyfriends... he's.... nice. Well, as nice as any of my boyfriends have ever been. They're all .... well... lets just say that my friends call me a jerk magnent. Anyways... he knows how to make me smile... & how to make me feel really good. Except when he starts hitting on other guys. I mean, I know that he's not the cheating kind... he's just hitting on them. & it doesn't help that those guys start hangin' around all the time. & that they're the same types of guys that I like. Well, he can be pretty insensitive sometimes. Last time, he dumped me 'cause I was too sad all the time & it was bringing him down. see... insensitive. I really needed him then & he just turned his back on me. rarrr.... I REALLY really like him.... & I don't know what to do.Help!? please!? argh.

>rarrr,

ember

If that's true... then maybe love isn't. I mean... I'm starting to lose faith in that word. Love is supposed to bring happiness but all it has brought so far is agony.

lol, thanks... maybe I'll try one about love death, AND cute lil' puppy dogs... *grin*

Cool! Nice way to express the emotion

A lot of inner debate there, ehh? It's okay. I go through it every day. I have schizo-affective disorder... JUST CHILL!! It's really not what it sounds like... It's basically a weird combo of Serious clinical depression & bi-polarism. So... yeah, they put me on wellbutrin & some anti-psychotics... I know that it can be hard... suicie that is.... I've been there...

Look, if you ever want someone to talk to, then I'm here. Just try to take each day as it comes & bear through it as best as you can.

Nightmare

Your touch, your taste

I can't escape them

You won't escape

The life you made

Now, in your dreams

I'll be the nightmare

Alone I'll sit there

Not unlike

The living dead

Stop killing me

Or, if you must,

Kill and let me die

Don't make me live

For your sick pleasure

Just leave me where I lie

Now, in your dreams

I'll be the nightmare

Alone I'll sit there

Not unlike

The living dead

I said goodbye

For there I died

You touched my heart

You gave me life

A life I can't escape

But the same life you gave

You took away

And now it kills me

Oh, how you've killed me

Just leave me where I lay

Now, in your dreams

I'll be the nightmare

Alone I'll sit there

Not unlike

The living dead

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I'd love feedback... thanks

cute! It's all gushy & romantic. lol, check out mine, it's kinda... um... different from yours.

ember

Just chill! I'm 16 & I've never had any trouble with telling my mom that I have a bf. then again.. I never really tell her. Why stress? Stress is bad (even though that's a really hypocritical comment comin' from me). Just get it over with... or don't tell them at all. ciao

ember

Confessions

A heart of gold

That's empty and cold

Is your disguise

So confess all your lies

Say goodnight

(Sweet lonely sorrow)

Don't wanna fight

(Just wait 'till tomorrow)

Can you see the light?

(It's what I desire)

'Cause I've lost my sight

(I'll burn you like fire)

So just turn away

And celebrate

The solitude…

You've come unglued

A heart of gold

That's empty and cold

Is your disguise

So confess all your lies

You're alone again

And you don't understand

How we got this way

What happened today?

You invoke in me hate

(So turn your back again)

Is it really too late?

(You let it happen)

Could fix things this time

(But you don't really wanna)

If you'd open the gate

(Yeah, I guess you're not gonna)

A heart of gold

That's empty and cold

Is your disguise

So confess all your lies