Corn Festival

This weekend I'm going to a tiny, hardly existant town know as Haxton to celebrate the corn festival. Haxton is practically three hours away, and has fewer citizens than ours school does students. Most of the inhabitants are senior citizens, and though it sounds cruel, Haxton is truely a dying town. Every year at the start of fall, everyone gathers on the short little strip of "main street" for an hour long parade show casing the tractors and horses of the locals. Some people find it unceasingly interesting. I find it a bit boring. Anyways, the corn fest is always something to remember.

Predictable

There are certain days when I don't like people and today happens to be one of them. I'm going to make this post short and sweet, because if I don't it will never end. People are stupid and predictable. If you really take the time to look at things you will realize that there have rarely been times that you've been totally blind sided. Most of us know roughly what's going to happen. We just ignore it, and pretend the thought never crossed our mind and push it away until that dusty thought becomes reality. Why do we do this? Because we like to think people are better than they are, and they would never possibly do such horrible things to a friend. But that's where your wrong. They would. And so would you. Okay, sorry that's a bit depressing for creative writting but it's what's on my mind.

Friends

Friends till the end

I thought our bond
Was set in stone
You'd never leave me
Never make me be alone

You found the dark things
I tried so hard to hide
I'll never forget your face
The way you fought not to cry

And it was that face
That altered my ways
I changed myself 
To not cause you pain

I saw
What was best for me
Was giving up a habit
We had once claimed a nessesity

So now I'm stuck
With all the things we meant to do
Things to atempt alone
Because I no longer have you