Iight, soo recently I wanted to share my problems with anyone who would like to listen. So yeah.

I'm not on the best terms with my best friend anymroe 'cus he'd said some of my other best frineds were being immature, while he ran around with this crazy afro shaped hair-doo, aviators and tea-shades[or whatever they're called] and I wanted to know if anyone else deals with troubles like this, I guess

And then My best female friend, started using drugs the other day =[, anf I don't have anyclue what to do, I mean I tried talking to her about it and she yelled at me, I just don't understand it she's never been like this I haven't done any drugs ever, granted I'm still only 14 but so's she. I could really use some help if anyone has any to spare.

Iight, soo just a little while ago my friend I/Med me and asked me to make her a story... here it is.

In the years of fondest memory a woman stands alone and terrified in the middle of a beautiful rainstorm. she's had a traumatic life as a surgeon trying to heal the wounds of the sick and dyeing that enter her ward,a slave to her work, and at most times her husband ;D. But at this moment on this warm and fearful night she is, swept away into the folds of her mind, and day dreams, during the hazy charcoal gray twilight.

Her dreams are those of a lover and fierce spirit and she imagine's her life in a time more suitable for her soul and her body transforms into a majestic black stallion, running across the seas of green grass and beaches with the highest most majestic high tides. She feels beautiful and strong for that's how she's lived her live. No one has ever been able to tell her no. Nothing has been more satisfying to her than to prove others wrong when she puts her brilliant mind to the test. And she soars into the air as the most beautiful raven, her shadow grows as the immense power of her powerful wings propel her towards the setting sun, and at that moment all is right, and then.. she's engulfed in flames, flames sent through her entire being and she's shocked out of her beautiful day dream, and then she cries to the large and full purple shaded moon in the dark canvas above, she cries for as long as known possible and then she faints and goes back to her beautiful dream, and back to the amazing feeling of the

and that's the amazing little short story I wrote in about 20 minutes for elise to not be bored =]]