When the day begins all is well but as it goes on there is more to tell. Once in school, vicious words were said behind the hated''s head. Two people's painful rage poisions their desolate veins. Their anger changes their train of thought. Their heart turns bitter cold As pitiful words race through their critical minds. A duel with words is misting through the cripsy air. No one shall care, everyone will act as if they're at a fair. The day's end shall soon be here. The two enemies hatred fuels; they are such fools. The shrieking bells rang their ring as teens' came sneaking in the hallway pace. The two rivalries meet! Evil, hatred filled glances are exchanged. The hated steps in front of the other. Jaws clench and ager flowed desperately through their deadly blood. The other awaits patiently for the first punch to be thrown. Yet supprisingly neither moved. The hated offered a truce with the other which was quickly accepted. Smirks were made by both after they swore their solom oath. Eventually the two became best of friends 'till the bitter end. So, for you see, fighting is not the way it must always be; Friends can be made out of rivalries.
Reason for writing:
Well, ya see...I heard some mean people talking about some other people behind their backs. that made me pissed off...so i decided to write this. cuz ya know what? I think you should NEVER talk about a person behind their back unless you have the true guts to say it to their face.
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