Tales of You and I

Dissection partners. Chicken feet, pig's heart, cow's eye, and more. Same dig team. Chicken bones, giant Atlantic cockles, molds. Crime scenes. Evidence collection for a fake homicide. Interrogation chief with a messed up crew who won't do paperwork. Teachers murder by assault because of cell phones.

Lunch time. Laughs, binders strewn across one of the grossest floors. Besties bracelets, handshakes. Groaning about classes.

Into the Woods Jr. Chomp, chomp, smack, cut off your foot, and moo. Hectic laughter sitting in the dressing room, singing. Make-up, all white clothes. I'm posing for the same pictures a million times. At least your there with me.

Unforgettable moments that I'll hold and cherish until I die. My birthday party, kingdom keepers, choir, shared classes.

These are tales of you and I.

Author's Note

Willatree3 :3)

6th grade memories.

Reviews

[KillerWithWords]

Nice.
I can see how this sort of story transcended into the poetry you now write.
You have an immaculate gift for describing memories. Not just here, but throughout your work.

[Jocie]

This is awesome.

[Phillitup]

thanks

[Jocie]

:) welcome

[angelface13]

I remember those times, and those stories.
FOR SPARTA!

[Phillitup]

Totally Salem!

As Mr. Bowen would say

[angelface13]

Giggle giggle

[Savior of Time]

CHAAAAAAAD.

[Phillitup]

;)

[angelface13]

What?

[Savior of Time]

I love this! Excellent descriptive words! I bet that girl would be dying of laughter looking over these memories with you :)

[Phillitup]

:)

Thanks Tree :3)

[Savior of Time]

Of course :) Oh and by the way, she is!

[Phillitup]

:)

[Phillitup]

I Googled It

[Savior of Time]

The Beans Are Magic!

[Phillitup]

:)P

[angelface13]

I bet she would be!