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Rewriting two stories. I'm going to get the grammar checked and up my word counts on my chapters. Hang in there while I work to improve. I can already feel the raging starting.

I'm sorry I'm not a better write but like hell am I going to settle for crappy writing! Even if these stories are the small ones compared to my true master pieces. (Hopefully master pieces any way, -- )

Age: 20 (going on 21)

I upload pictures of my stories to DeviantART. My user name is Zero-the-Moon-fox

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Tanner Barger Year of 2015, Freshman, Number 56- May you never be forgotten and I wrote you a poem, I'm no poet but I tried

Today, Yesterday, and Tomorrow

Today I cry for someone I never knew and will never get to...

Today I cry for my classmates because their sadness is that of the lost...

Today I cry for the pain and sadness written in the school's tears...

Today I cry for my teachers' tears. They cry for the loss of their student...

Today we all cry to comfort each other because we are one and then many...

Today we all cry because we lost a peer and a joy in life...

Today we all cry tears but say nothing, not knowing what to say without breaking more tears...

Today the Halls are quite, tears roll down everyone's face, teachers stand brave to tell us of the lost even as their own tears roll down their cheeks...

Today time has stopped and all our hearts have slowed, our tears rain down, and all is quite...

Today we morn the death of our own...

Because yesterday he died in a car accident...

Today I, we, us, all cry for someone who lived then died, who laughed then talked, who came then went...

Yesterday was his last, today our's has stopped, and what of tomorrow?

Tomorrow we will be sad but life goes on...

Tomorrow we will remember him, and his lost life...

But he will never be forgotten, and never forgetting gives a life of it's own. For remembering gives them back to us if only for a second...

Tomorrow he'll be in our hearts and minds...

Tomorrow he'll be waiting to walk in your memories...

I may have not know you, but I've written your name in black ink for all to see. Because you may have been a stranger to me, but the school knew you. And so we morn you as a whole. And how sad it was that I only just saw you once three mouths ago only to see you again on Facebook were my sister pointed you out to me. And only at the age of 14 or 15 years of age, how can one so young be taken so quickly? I'm sorry for the loss. I wish and pray the best for his family, friends, teachers, and coaches. If only we could turn back time...

Written By: Kamena

Updated Oct 14, 2014