Chapter the Eighth

Four years later, springtime

This is a short story I wrote last year... I don't write tragedy very often, it usually only happens when I feel like writing and I'm sad. :P

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I doin't know about you, but I LOVE animals!!! Some are cute and some are not. I have 5 pets, 1 dog, 3 guinea pigs, and 1 fish. I also LOVE the zoo, (because thars animals). Do YOU love animals too? Do YOU have a pet? Well I KNOW I do.

benjamin stalker ended the mission log, and sighed deeply. he had never been on a
saint mothership before, so blue prints were impossible. he only knew two words in
saint lingo, infidel and pickaxe. no help there. several other people had managed to
board an enemy ship, but none of them were alien, and none of them were mother-
ships. still, he read their files anyway.mabey there was some kind of tactic that he
had missed. fat chance, but he was open to possibilities.

At one time this last summer, I had an epiphany of an unusual kind. Or rather, in an unusual place.

look out the window
and sample the sunshine.
children on bikes
and summer love stories.
they are unknowingly living life for you.
eyesight is drawn towards the phone
lifeless at the moment
labeling it with quiet insults, a bearer of bad news.
people you have never met and will never really know
give their apologies,
offering their sympathy.
if only that was a cure.
your mother continues to watch her cup of coffee cool.
the clock ticks.
and you swear it’s never been
so loud.

Good luck in life!
Your mother has addictions
Your brother’s home is Juvy
And you sister wants one of you.
I’m sorry you don’t know your father,
But neither does your mother.
Do you belong in this world or the next?
What are you?
Black, white, pink?
You are one of a kind JaVon
So what does that make you?
You are gray,
That is what you are.
Good luck in life!

Tired
weak
I write these words
that seem so bleak
pale in comparison
to the colors
of life
thats i try to capture
on a missing page
that is filled with
my eloquent words
so slow in coming tonight
cold and meaningless this time.
Desperately
longing
for something to grasp
I try to hold onto
the real words
at last
that are slipping
through my fingers
falling
shattering
like glass.
Crashing into broken words
sentences

who am i? benamin stalker, oldest in the eighth generation of the notorious and
dangerous stalker family. we, a family devoting our life to the special forces,
now have the highest reputation in the world. and now, even though my five
brothers and teamates have passed on, i fare well in this cruel, unfair world.
very unfair.
there is no easy way to tell you this, so i wont hold back. you see, about a
century ago, earth fell to a savage alien race. dont worry, you still have several

Once upon a time there was a young girl who lived with her wonderful family. She had 2
brothers who were 15 years old each. Will and Jack, Winters brothers,are twins. She did not have
any sisters. She was an only girl. She was 16 almost 17. Her fathers name is Ray and her mothers name is Dani.