Books author - "Cassidy Shay"
Sometimes, bad, bad things happen to young people. And you don't know how to make sure that they know you're there for them.
This is just a small piece of something that I wrote a long time ago, but I really liked it so... I thought I'd post it.
When I was almost 10, my little brother was born 3 months premature. In the NICU for two months, he was off limits for me. I wasn't able to see him until he came home, but my mother told us the stories and showed us pictures. Now, you wouldn't guess what his first two months were like. He has developed without any of the complications that the doctors were expecting, and he's one of the sweetest boys I've ever met.
Peer pressure. Stress. Raising your two brothers, your sister, and your dad. It gets to you. You become weaker than you ever thought you would. Yeah. I know the feeling.
This is probably the only poem that I've ever written that wasn't required for class. I don't usually write poetry, but I guess this is the exception.
Abby's mom died when Abby was only a teenager. Seven years later, Abby and her friend Michael come up with a plan to undo all the hurt that her death caused. They come up with a plan to get her mom back.
Sometimes, bad, bad things happen to young people. And you don't know how to make sure that they know you're there for them.
This is just a small piece of something that I wrote a long time ago, but I really liked it so... I thought I'd post it.
When I was almost 10, my little brother was born 3 months premature. In the NICU for two months, he was off limits for me. I wasn't able to see him until he came home, but my mother told us the stories and showed us pictures. Now, you wouldn't guess what his first two months were like. He has developed without any of the complications that the doctors were expecting, and he's one of the sweetest boys I've ever met.
Peer pressure. Stress. Raising your two brothers, your sister, and your dad. It gets to you. You become weaker than you ever thought you would. Yeah. I know the feeling.
This is probably the only poem that I've ever written that wasn't required for class. I don't usually write poetry, but I guess this is the exception.
Abby's mom died when Abby was only a teenager. Seven years later, Abby and her friend Michael come up with a plan to undo all the hurt that her death caused. They come up with a plan to get her mom back.