My neighborhood Alex..


My blood ran cold as he looks at me,i shiver as his breeze past me, i look apon his face and i worry... why is this i wonder? he infuriates me,he worries my soul, my heart is always pounding whenever he calls my name.At the sound of his name i get this feeling that i shouldnt look upon his way..No one seem to understand my cause,no one believes what i say,no one ever listens to me.Evryone seems deaf i scream for HELP!!! but no one hears my  demanding call.I worry for my life and its the first but i hope its the last..

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Sarah ashley

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