"I know how the caged bird feels, alas!" -from the poem "Sympathy" by Paul Lawrence Dunbar.

http://www.freewebs.com/hopewouldneverfail This is a site I made dedicated to my uncle who died of cancer. The name of it is In Loving Memory...

http://www.sharepoetry.com/user/show/hopewouldneverfail This isn't one of my own sites, just my page on a poetry site. Be sure to click Show All Poetry (right above poems) to see all 9 of them. Click "archived poems" (in the list of things about me) to see a bunch of my other ones...

http://www.freewebs.com/redeemedbygrace A site i'm working on right now with all my poems, pirates pictures, stories, songs, and soooo much more... Feel free to click on it but it's not much right now...

My other fanfiction name is IFallForGoldenEyes.

My fictionpress name is also IFallForGoldenEyes. (Can you see I'm obsessed with Twilight?)

Hmm... What should I tell you about me?

Well, my name is Necolyne, which, in fact, makes me a girl. Necolyne Raven is my penname.

-Sometimes I wish I could just be a little kid again, So when life gets tough you can just play pretend. I wanna go back to when Santa did exist; When Daddy was the only boy you ever kissed. When Disney World was the best place to be. When the only movies you could see were rated G. When your biggest problem was learning to write your name, And people didnt change. And your friends were the same. And everytime you were sad or you had a bad day, You could just run to Mommy and it would all be okay. I wanna go back to no hurt; And no pain. Just laughter, When everyone always lives happily ever after.-

Quotes from English...

(When Miss Page, our English teacher was explaining abstract and concrete nouns)

Miss Page: So..., concrete nouns are things you can touch like... (goes to one part of the room, touching the things as she says them) pen, eraser, desk, chair, ...BOARD! See, you can touch them. But, abstract nouns are things that you can't touch. Love, happiness, hope...

Me: But, Miss Page, they touch us...they touch our hearts

Sam: (says it emo-like) They never touch mine...

xxxx

(When Miss Page was talking about compound nouns)

Miss Page: Now, George Washington is a compound noun. He's just one person. He isn't Washington during the week then George on the weekends ya know!

RANDOMNESS!

Me: (acting like a goth) Every day I go outside and see the sun... yet, I feel no warmth.

(my friends stare at me weirdly and back away)

Chris: You know, you're too good at that...

(Ok, when we're setting up the classrooms for things on Wednesday and Friday, we can't drag the desks, so it's two people per two desks stacked together so we can carry it.)

Me: (frustrated) Ugh! I need another person to help me move the desks! (the boys come in) (silently) Thank you...

Mrs. Mahlum: Hey, Sam, help Necolyne with the desks!

(Sam comes over and grabs part of the two desks stacked together)

Me: (relieved) FINALLY!

Sam: Do you need me and Matt to get the desks?

Me: (irritated that he thinks I can't move two simple desks) No. I just needed somebody to be with me.

(Sam gives me a really weird look)

Me: (disgusted) Not that way!! To move the desks, idiot!!

Sam: (mysteriously) Do you know what the number one killer is?

Me: (eagerly) What?

Sam: (pauses dramatically) ...Death...

Shaun: (acting sort of...girlish) And I hate those shoes. They ruin the outfit. What does she not get about that?

Me: So you are a girl! Thank you! That clears EVERYTHING up!

Shaun: (acting confused) And you're a...boy?

Me: (really, REALLY angry with Shaun) Chris, get me some apple cider so I can pour it all over Shaun!!

Shaun: (calmly) Then I'll just take a chair and stab you into the wall...

(Oh, we get along REALLY GREAT, don't we?)

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.

A true friend is someone who will try to answer the "eraser bits" question and have a long conversation about it. A friend is someone who wont say anything when you cry for no reason, but will start sobbing too, just help you cry. If you have a true friend, copy and paste this in your profile.

Come join the dark side.

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When logic fails, / You're here. / When science dissolves, / They'll realize you're real. / I'll keep the faith, / And run this race. / I'll keep believing. / No matter what happens, / I believe.

from my song "I BELIEVE"

How could / They think / This was made by anything else? / Your hands / Carved the / Mountains / The sky is painted / By the colors You created / The evidence is clear to see / Your creation is no mystery!

from my song "NO MYSTERY"