Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her 手套 now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed 由 this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, 或者 walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple swings. I HAD to hit this one, I just had to. As the pitcher retrieved the ball she took a couple wrist snap's into her glove, also having a goal, one that would block mine. I stepped into the batters box, filling the holes in made 由 other players feet who have batted before me. I lined up my bat with the plate making sure if that ball went right down the middle that my bat would be determind to hit that ball right to the outfield. As I had a stare-down with the pitcher, now in my stance to hit, I thought to my self, 'Swing early, but not too early, I hate the ball, I want to kill it and send it straight to the outfield. Concentrate. Keep your eyes on the ball."
The Pressure was on me. I was sweating like crazy on the inside of my helmet. It was the bottom of the 8th inning, the bases were loaded, and there's 2 outs. The games score was 11-15, I could get us to 12 runs if I hit a single, 13 runs, if a double, 14 runs if its a triple, and 15 runs if I get a grandslam. I could tie the entire game up.I can't bunt, unless, nope Tina is not a fast runner and she is on 3rd. I have one 更多 chance to hit that ball straight to left field, not right to the 外野手 though, over there head. If I hit a grounder to 1st 或者 2nd chances are we lose. If I hit it to the outfield, the game could continue 或者 we could lose. My mind was thinking as fast as a super computer.
The wind-up began, I tigtened my grip but moved my hands up on the bat. The ball came as if it were in slow motion, I could tell it would be right were I wanted it, were the ball and the meat of my bat would meet. Where the ball would somehow just bounce off my bat, just like that. As the ball was half way between the pitchers mound, and me, I started my 摇摆, 秋千 the one that would send this ball to the outfield. As the ball was just crossing 首页 plate, my bat was there to meet it, sort of like two intersecting roads, that 交叉, 十字架 eachothers paths. I heard the metal smaking onto the softball (not to mention that isn't actually to soft.) I quickly dropped my bat, running down the first baseline, hearing the crowd cheering in responce.
This was a good sign.
CHAPTER 1.
Sittting in the back 座位 of my Mom's blue mini van, palms sweating, I twisted my blonde hair around as she was driving me to softball try outs. 'What if I don't make it?' I thought. The night before I was almost positive I would be able to make this softball team, but now, I wasn't quite sure. Trying out for a softball leaugue an 小时 away from where I live was a little much, but since are school sports were cut, I'll do whatever to be able to still play softball. We wer nearing the facility where I was goin to try out at. Butterflys flew around in my stomach tickling the insides of me.
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her 手套 now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed 由 this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, 或者 walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple swings. I HAD to hit this one, I just had to. As the pitcher retrieved the ball she took a couple wrist snap's into her glove, also having a goal, one that would block mine. I stepped into the batters box, filling the holes in made 由 other players feet who have batted before me. I lined up my bat with the plate making sure if that ball went right down the middle that my bat would be determind to hit that ball right to the outfield. As I had a stare-down with the pitcher, now in my stance to hit, I thought to my self, 'Swing early, but not too early, I hate the ball, I want to kill it and send it straight to the outfield. Concentrate. Keep your eyes on the ball."
The Pressure was on me. I was sweating like crazy on the inside of my helmet. It was the bottom of the 8th inning, the bases were loaded, and there's 2 outs. The games score was 11-15, I could get us to 12 runs if I hit a single, 13 runs, if a double, 14 runs if its a triple, and 15 runs if I get a grandslam. I could tie the entire game up.I can't bunt, unless, nope Tina is not a fast runner and she is on 3rd. I have one 更多 chance to hit that ball straight to left field, not right to the 外野手 though, over there head. If I hit a grounder to 1st 或者 2nd chances are we lose. If I hit it to the outfield, the game could continue 或者 we could lose. My mind was thinking as fast as a super computer.
The wind-up began, I tigtened my grip but moved my hands up on the bat. The ball came as if it were in slow motion, I could tell it would be right were I wanted it, were the ball and the meat of my bat would meet. Where the ball would somehow just bounce off my bat, just like that. As the ball was half way between the pitchers mound, and me, I started my 摇摆, 秋千 the one that would send this ball to the outfield. As the ball was just crossing 首页 plate, my bat was there to meet it, sort of like two intersecting roads, that 交叉, 十字架 eachothers paths. I heard the metal smaking onto the softball (not to mention that isn't actually to soft.) I quickly dropped my bat, running down the first baseline, hearing the crowd cheering in responce.
This was a good sign.
CHAPTER 1.
Sittting in the back 座位 of my Mom's blue mini van, palms sweating, I twisted my blonde hair around as she was driving me to softball try outs. 'What if I don't make it?' I thought. The night before I was almost positive I would be able to make this softball team, but now, I wasn't quite sure. Trying out for a softball leaugue an 小时 away from where I live was a little much, but since are school sports were cut, I'll do whatever to be able to still play softball. We wer nearing the facility where I was goin to try out at. Butterflys flew around in my stomach tickling the insides of me.
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright 橙子, 橙色 tan
But then one 日 she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The 下一个 日 at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a 首页 tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had 说
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do 你 think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright 橙子, 橙色 tan
But then one 日 she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The 下一个 日 at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a 首页 tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had 说
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do 你 think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing 你 whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize 你 are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift 你 once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 分钟 later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing 你 whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize 你 are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift 你 once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 分钟 later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell 你 who you're not, 或者 who 你 can never be. what's it take to get 你 to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would 你 say, what would 你 do, if this was your last day? so, 你 found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think 你 need to know that, of all the 颜色 that 你 shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. 你 should think about what 你 do, befor 你 do it, over and over again. i know 你 feel alone, that know one can figure 你 out, but 你 sould know that we just 爱情 to see 你 smile.i know 你 feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help 你 come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think 你 need to know that, of all the 颜色 that 你 shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. 你 should think about what 你 do, befor 你 do it, over and over again. i know 你 feel alone, that know one can figure 你 out, but 你 sould know that we just 爱情 to see 你 smile.i know 你 feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help 你 come back.
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If 你 don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
你 and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My 老友记 had to like 你 a lot
and 你 felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
你 think you're mr. I'm so cool
but 你 used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people 你 love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made 你 feel much better.
But the fight we had,
你 说 was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell 你 gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
你 and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My 老友记 had to like 你 a lot
and 你 felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
你 think you're mr. I'm so cool
but 你 used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people 你 love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made 你 feel much better.
But the fight we had,
你 说 was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell 你 gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
Example of the Maiden
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the 王座, 宝座 that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if 你 liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the 王座, 宝座 that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if 你 liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
