well prattically i was thinking about all of my freinds or "so called freinds" the other day so pretty much i statred writing about it but i kinda got into a legened or"story"i guess here it is:
It’s hard to recognize anyone anymore since I’ve been gone the guys their voices are deeper, the girls completely changed their looks and act totally different, and me, well, nothings really changed about me I’m practically still the same as I’ve been for years, I’m still quiet I hardly ever talk, I still like the some of the things that I still like, the only things that changed is that I’m Goth, I like different bands, and that sort of stuff but mostly I’m still the same as I always been I don’t think I can fit in with anybody I know anymore they’ve changed too much for me, I’ll probably never fit in like I used to back in the days, I only visit occasionally… I guess it’s time to move on nobody knows who I am anymore and I don’t know them their all strangers to me now. Its goodbye forever to everyone that I know you all changed but I’m still the same… I don’t think I’ll ever will change though… for where I’m going I can’t explain, nobody will see me ever as I travel down the road to where I do not know, the path will lead me somewhere I can be in peace only with sound of my breath, the pulse of my heart as it races, and the sound of my footsteps. For no one will find me, as the years go by and you wonder “what ever happened to that girl who followed the path” listen to the tale of her nobody knows what happened to her she never returned some say she silently walks down the path still, others may say she died peacefully in a meadow where her soul was freed, when you here the legend from anywhere you may here someone say “I knew that girl she was the kindest girl with the softest touch I ever new” she’ll be watching you may here her laugh that brought a smile to everyone’s face before she disappeared, legend says is you go to the meadow filled with wildflowers on the path she traveled you’ll find a place there no flowers planted it’s shaped as a heart, if you step into the middle you’ll hear her laugh and say “Never give up on yourself and always be yourself that’s all that counts” I still believe she’s in everyone’s heart and soul of those who still believe.
The_Grrr_ Kitten Community Member 
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