freedom
Writing
HOUSE FIRE, ONLY ONE VICTIM, WHAT WAS SHE SAVING?
By Annie BarryEmbers in my hair, black dust getting to my lungs. Red, yellow, purple, blue fire in front of me, behind me, beside me. Above and below me. Within me.
My Own Thoughts
By Morgan ShafferSometimes I think you’re doing this on purpose,
Locking me up inside.
With no light seeping through.
My skin turning pale,
My hope being lost.
Leaving me by myself,
A world so alone.
I feel trapped in a prison,
Gone and Now I’m Free
By Hannah E. JenkinsThe hate that lived within
me, that inhabited my very core
Gone!
It has no home with me anymore
I’ve let it go
It no longer rules me
Steve Harmon, age 16: Prisoner
By Paige BreyfogleThey say they help,
They ain’t no good.
Ask for food,
Barely get kelp.
I wish I could just be
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