<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430257254741950656</id><updated>2011-10-02T19:28:51.049-07:00</updated><category term='name'/><category term='smile'/><category term='kid'/><category term='sports ugly sad unhappy future'/><category term='depression'/><category term='self harm'/><title type='text'>I wish I knew why</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430257254741950656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>idontknowhy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230403994423880315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430257254741950656.post-1000898704027474402</id><published>2011-10-02T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:28:49.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Night</title><content type='html'>She stepped back. dropped the knife.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;"run bitch"&lt;br /&gt;she stepped back again. she turned to leave. but she turned back.&lt;br /&gt;a single tear dropped from her evil face. she left. &lt;br /&gt;"Haley, am I going to die?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, big guy, your going to be ok!" &lt;br /&gt;"Haley, I don't want to die."&lt;br /&gt;"your not going to die!"&lt;br /&gt;I sat their with his head in my arms. Silence. He looked at me with his big blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Helpless. I held my hand over the slice in his little body.&lt;br /&gt;the blood swam through my hands. As if my hand weren't there.&lt;br /&gt;Blood trickled from James' small red lips. He looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm dying"&lt;br /&gt;he slowly closed his eyes. his head tilted to the side.&lt;br /&gt;he was gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430257254741950656-1000898704027474402?l=busywithnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1000898704027474402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430257254741950656/posts/default/1000898704027474402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430257254741950656/posts/default/1000898704027474402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-night.html' title='That Night'/><author><name>idontknowhy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230403994423880315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430257254741950656.post-2172493509478319142</id><published>2011-05-02T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:54:15.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports ugly sad unhappy future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self harm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>My name is Helen. &lt;br /&gt;I was a happy kid. I smiled at strangers. I luaghed at funny things. I played sports and tried my best. I wantd to be succesful. I felt smart at school. I looked in a mirror and saw a happy little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Things are different now. I never smile, unless its fake. funny things don't seem funny. I am not good at sports. That fast girl who scored goals. She is gone. I go to school to get through it. I struggle to pass. I'm not smart enough to be in classes I want to be in. And worst of all when I look in the mirror, tears roll down my cheeks. I see an ugly person, with no hope in life. I see a girl who must wear long sleeves, or my feelings show. I see a little girl that used to be happy, locked up in a cage. I don't think about what I want to be. The future scares me, because my future is dark.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Helen and this is who I have become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430257254741950656-2172493509478319142?l=busywithnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2172493509478319142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430257254741950656/posts/default/2172493509478319142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3430257254741950656/posts/default/2172493509478319142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busywithnothing.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>idontknowhy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230403994423880315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
