But I got Scared

That afternoon,
The one,
in which you told me
with your serene voice,
That you loved me.

With only 

those three words,

you confiscated my heart,

Forever.

I can depict that moment,

the moment,

Where you made me

feel special,

with just

one word...

Perfect.

Everything felt,

like a dream until,

That one day,

The day I was,

audacious to

embark on a journey with you,

but I got scared.

The day we went on a date,

and I screw up everything,

Everything I had with you.

The day my heart, 

completely broke.

I had an inkling

that after this day,

everything was going to be over.

You decided,

Talking to me  

on a Monday afternoon.

You came to me,

to do something you hadn't do the whole day,

Speak to me. 

I knew you wanted to tell me,

That you just wanted to be just friends,

I took the risk to talk first,

just to avoid what you were going to say..

Because I didn't know if it,

was going to be bad or not. 

I just wanted to avoid,

to feel more sad,

to feel more the pain,

of a broken heart. 

Telling you everything in a prudent way.

Telling you everything with a lackadaisical voice.

Telling you lies and stupid excuses like,

I didn't like you anymore.

I was,

Just to try to show you,

That I did not care,
if you told me everything was over.

That I was strong,

When everything was totally the opposite.

Now,

I see you hugging other girls,

kissing them on their cheeks.

That really rankles me,

because by seeing that,

I feel jealous because for that single moment,

they have my whole world,

in their body and cheeks.

I am trying,

to get over you.

Trying,

To forget everything about you.

Everything,

That makes you who you are..

That makes you, 

the man I still love.

I know,

We are still really good friends but, 

It's really difficult talking to you,

'cause when I talk to you,

I realize,

I love you,

and when I realize I love you,

I remember,

You are never going to be mine again.

The Catcher in the Rye

With a,

lousy childhood.
With some,
occupied parents.
With a,
famous brother.
Here comes,
Holden.
Living on a,
roller coaster ride.
Avoiding confrontations.
The one,
playing the game.
The antisocial,
The outsider,
The one with,
no permanent place to stay.
Here comes,
Holden.
The Pinocho,
The one you will,
never trust.
Here comes,
the one-of-a-kind,
exceptional,
Holden.

Prom by Laurie Halse Anderson

Prom


Book Review by: Ana Carolina Olarte
Genre: Fiction




Most teenage girls care a lot about the prom. It is like their dreaming night. They spend months or years thinking about their dress, their date, their magical night, but Ashley Hannigan, the protagonist of the story, is a teenager that doesn't care about the prom at all.


Ashley, instead of caring about the prom, she cares about getting through her senior year at Caceras High School, her boyfriend TJ (who always appears when ever he wants to), her family of three younger brothers and her mom that is always pregnant, working, and her interminable detentions. Ashley decribes herself as a "normal kid", as the one that will never get to college because of her bad behavior.


Even though Ashley, may sound like a careless person, she cares a lot about her friends who are kind of the opposite of her.
 All of Ashley's friends are obsessed about the prom, but her best friend Natalie, is the most obsessed girl in all Caceras High School. Nat, the president of the prom committee, got shocked when she heard the big news that was that someone had stolen the prom's money. That means that prom had to be cancelled.


Super anti-prom Ashley, came to the rescue by saving the prom in only 11 days. She sold all the tickets necessary to collected all the money she needed to have all the things Nat had planed to have. By being a good friend and helping Nat have her dreamed night, she found out a lot of thing about herself that she never expected.


Lauren made a very good job by writing this INCREDIBLE kind of coming-of-age story. I recommend this book for teenage girls ONLY because you can really connect to this story.  From a rate of 1-10, I will give this book a 10 because you will be so interested and in the book, that you will never want to stop reading it.

My Mother

is a firefighter,
the concrete wall,
the angel that fell from heaven.


My mother is the queen,
the every day laughter,
the best friend.


My mother is the force,
the lion's roar,
the one that 
I always fight with.


My mother is, 
the greenest leave 
in a tree,
just perfect.




My mother is the dog,
the best friend,
the role model,
the one you can always count on. 


My mother is the chief,
thats why when we fight
I always lose.




My mother is a red rose,
full of love.
she never lets a teardrop,
fall from my eye.




My mother is an owl full of knowledge,
all her advices,
are worth it.

My mother is my map,

my boat,

my engine.