**Little by Little They're Gone**

Out of all the places they could've used

they chose to dirty me up,

Hearing bleeding bodies as they groan

when they got cut.

Being told to get as snug as a bug

which is pretty hard to do,

cus the only thing they're doing is thinking

about the pain they're going through.

Little by little their bodies

are having to leave their soul,

as they're slowly cutting off their

hands, fingers, legs and toes.

Watching as they stand with their

remaining body parts,

looking oddly different then they

did from the start.

Never again could I witness the scene

of a painfully whipped man,

Nor hear the cries caused by the hornets

he proudly took for his land.

**From Victory to the Ground**

July 1, 1863,

was probably the day of the bloodiest

scene I've ever seen.

Never thought the day would come

where I'd witness such pain,

watching the confederates slowly faint away.

Forever and forever no longer will they be seen,

lying on the ground that was

changed to a bloody red from green.

Going into battlefield to win

is what they thought,

and coming out alive cus they were all

as tough as a knot.

No one else to appreciate for this

nobody else to thank,

Cus we all know that this was done

by none other then a YANK.

**F1GHT FLA5HBACK**

1.7.08


One of the biggest fights I've been in would probably have to be when I was in the 6th grade.
It was around Christmas time and we were in English class making ornaments for the schools Christmas tree. The girl that sat beside me had been called up to the office and when she came back the teacher gave her an ornament to decorate but she already had one on her desk, so she got it and threw it on my desk, at that time i wasn't really the fighting type and I was really trying to avoid getting into a fight with her because she was way taller and a couple years older then me, so in other words, i was scared. So all I did was put it back on her desk, but when I did she got it and threw it back at me and it hit me in the face, so i got up, pulled her hair and threw her on the ground. She was trying to get up by grabbing on to my shirt but I just kept punching her, when she was able to get up she pulled my hair and scratched my chest with her comb, I was trying to get back at her but her friend grabbed me and pushed me back, I was already upset and that just got me even more mad so I got a chair and hit both of them with it, and one of them started crying, the school officer ran to get me out of the class and I got sent to the office. I remember getting suspended but I'm not really sure for how long, but when I came back from suspension, I got put in another class. I'm not really sure if the fight hurt or improved my relationship with her because i didn't even know her to begin with but when we got back from Christmas break she was trying to start something with me because she would always bump into me on purpose. so I guess the only lesson I learned from this is that even though someone beats the crap out of you, you still ask for more. **TH3 3ND**