Crime With a Babyish Punishment

Over all this fighting, there was one powerful being  that very few people knew about. A youthful, bright eyed, blonde haired, fairy named Katie could be used for good or bad. She took no sides and had no accomplices. Nobody knew her origin. Even she did not recall where she came from. She had been residing in a Victorian style home in Wet Island but had flown away to LA once the island fell. Katie had never had family, and it had a bad effect on her. She looked almost exactly like a natural girl, except she had wings and could fly. She never had any super powers at all, she was excessively powerful. How? She had on friend in Wet Island,  a brown haired boy named Jacob. Jacob (or Jake, as Katie liked to call him.) was raised in Ancient Greece, in the city state of Sparta. Somehow he had gotten sent into the future and landed on Wet Island. With no way to return, he stayed there and found  Katie. At the time they were both ten years old. Fast forward six years to the current time. Jacob had taught Katie the warfare of the Spartans Katie had mastered it all and could fight with any type of weapon in hand. From crossbow to the creation of nuclear missiles, she knew it all. This alone was a complete hazard to everyone. in these six years, Katie and Jacob had fallen in love with each other, and daily plotted on how to take over the world. Katie's motive? Considering she was the only one left in existence, Katie was tired of how everyone , even little children, thought that fairies were only in fairy tales and it was stupid to believe in them. She wanted  to show the world that they were wrong and that ONE fairy still existed, and she was not peaceful. Jacob's motive was to bring glory to the Spartans. One fateful day, Jacob told Katie to shove it and leave. He threatened to kill her with his Spartan blade. In fear, Katie flew away and hid. Well, being Jacob's accomplice was her original plan, but when he dumped her after he found a homeless Spartan girl, she had nowhere to go. So She  flew away for the first time in six years. She also had another weapon going for her that was more natural. She was extremely pretty and could easily seduce boys and men alike, to do her bidding.  

final day before Christmas break

I'm so excited! This is the final day till xmas break. I'm thinking about going on going on a run with a girl I know . It will be at the local lake . I have my speakers all set up for the 2 week party! Hoping to get a girl involved with the insanity. I will write a bit also. What are y'all's plans?

I run this town!

When you care about someone. ( love through the eyes of a bipolar teen.)

When you care about someone,


You will wait for them,


Hide your love inside,


Till the time is right,


and you give them a ring,


In the pale moonlight,


When you care about someone,


You will be loyal and kind,


Even when the sun never shines,


When you care about someone,


Don't loose self control,


It will cause hurt,


When you  care about someone,


You will keep him/her safe and strong,


You will be with him/her all along,


When you care about someone,


And they are dying,


be there by their side.

Thank you Jesus ( a poem.)

I feel so weak,


I hate my body,


I would cry,


But all I do is smile,


If they only knew,


The real me,


would they even care?


But as I feel the pain,


I hear you say my name,


You let me cry on you,


My teenage tears,


They soak you,


Lord save me,


From this hell,


I hate my own life,


And want to die often,


Jesus give me the strength to carry on,


Instead of letting me end it all.


Give me strength,


To live another day.


Thank you Jesus,


For saving me,


And helping me deal,


With this disease.

casting crowns- does anybody hear her

This song is amazing. I have Bipolar Disorder and I can imagine what the person in this song is going through

friends.....

Friends?


Are they real,


If so,  friends, why are you not here for me?


When I need you the most,


You are gone,


When times get hard,


Nobody is around,


I am stick of my life as it is,


why do some of y'all make me feel more worthless?

why are we hiding? ( why do protected classes exist?)

I wake up every morning to the crazy beilef,

That It is wrong to be me,

I can't do this i can't do that,

There is a way i'm expected to be,

To be normal as can be,

Don't you dare show a sign,

That there is pain under your smile,

Who would care, what  will it do,

If people knew you as you,

Hiding it all works for awhile,

Until you are hanging on a rope in your closet.

If they knew your secret,

that you have a messed up head,

would they hate you and wish you dead?

In a world where we are taught tollerence ,

why are we not tollerated?

Even queers are toleerated now,

and yet you aren't?

they don't give a damn what is in your head,

They don't give a fuck if you are broken,

Bullying is tolerated if you are not in a protected class,

Why are we hiding?

Keeping secret our disease,

weather it is Autism, Bipolar or ADHD.

The hurt is real,

we are not fake.

You call us psychos,

yet you respect,

Only if it politically correct.

If we stand united you may see,

We can be happy .

For us normal is not a reality.

I'm sick of the choose and pick,

I hate being so fake,

let me be free, and don't worry about me./

somebody save me! I am not crazy!

I know you don't care about a disease,

That can wreck peoples lives,

they say " put them in a hospital, and leave them there to stay.",

or  "Lets mercy kill them and finally put them away."

my message to my type is this:

why do we hide our mental illness?

Screw you, cold world!!!

Smile Empty Soul- Bottom of the bottle

My story.

As most of y'all who follow me know, I am a teen writer and blogger. I wanted to share my story on how I became who I am. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and High Functioning Autism when I was in kindergarten. Bipolar disorder is where your emotions essentially go haywire. One second you can be high as a kite and in la la land, while the next you can be pissed off at the whole world. Autism is a developmental disorder that is characterized by being a genius at some basic academic ways and completely the opposite in other cases. For me I am a Social Studies expert but I suck at math. Well anyways, to continue with my story. My dad is a ex church elder and training to be a minister so I come from a Christian background and share the Christian faith. flashback the fall of 2014, my dad has a high role at our church and our minister retires. We are kicked out of the church for good. Sudden changes like that effect me in a negative way, and I still am having a hard time forgiving and forgetting. I don't adjust to change well. Flashback again all the way to 2009. I was in  my first relationship with the girl who was in a supposedly perfect family at the church we had went to then. I was first introduced to 2 things: country music and a love for diapers. I heard my first country song on 94.7 WQDR , the local country station and since then have never put it up.  I now listen to country and rock music , depending on my moods. Music became a obsession and It still is. People with Autism struggle with being obsessed with things. In 2012 I was self admitted to a suicide prevention center after a crisis between me and a girl and Bipolar depression. It was a nightmare and I swore I would never try to die again. At that time I started to deal with my emotions and pain by using diapers made for little kids who don't know pain. I like to fantasize about me being  a 2 year old still in diapers who does not know how painful the world is. Well, in 2013 I transferred from homeschool to a public high school called Eastern Alimance High School, where I became friends with a very pretty cheerleader. It took me months to learn I was acting stalkerish and I had no clue.I had became obsessed over her and it killed our friendship. Still today I have anger issues, but mostly mania and depression, that is visible in class. I am trying harder to learn how to treat a girl, how to talk properly, what is OK and what is not.  That's my story of me so far.

Music video

 Love this song!

Cross Country 2015

Well, I run cross country and find it fun. So far I have ran 4 home meets and 3 aways. I was gonna share some pictures I took .

This one was taken at a home meet. The 2 girls

Names are Haley and Logan,  the boy's name 

Is Stephen. I took this picture after 

A race. 

Here is me. I will add images of the Rockingham 

Meet and the upcoming

Morhead meet

school life.

School life is getting better but worse at the same time
I am meeting kids. And for the first time in ages I am not sitting alone at lunch. : )
My life is getting more and more crazy every day. Shout oout to my blogger friend jullie at runningthroughthestars.blogspot.com . I got my all time best score at cross country last night of 29.5 speed. So i would keep running i immagined me being attacked by a giant army and having to flee. It worked. If i keep this up i can make it to next invitational.