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Finally Found My Place
The young girl was playing her flute
She listened and listened
She heard someone with a boot
She imagined a buckle that glistened
She walked through the halls
Listening carefully for any news
She had received many calls
Sal her friend was going on a cruise
She slowly walked to her class
Listening sharply to her friends
She heard someone near her pass
And also ask for two pens
She walked slowly through the mall
She did not know where her friends went
She walked into a strange dark hall
And on the floor she saw a cent
Through the hall she wandered
Thinking what a strange sight
She pondered and pondered
She thought with all her might
Then she thought of an idea
I will walk to the end to see what is there
Something jumped out, it was Mia
The excitement she could not bear
She ran out of the hall
She fell down the stairs
She rolled up into a ball
For a second she saw squares
She woke up in the hospital
She tried to remember what happened
She knew her injury was hostile
She had a bruise that had blackened
Her friends came in to cheer her up
Though she did not know them
She still acted like a happy pup
She was told she hurt her brain stem
Her mother came into her room and said
Honey you won’t be able to walk again
The pain made her wish she was dead
She had been hurt, she hurt her brain
A few weeks later when she was discharged
Her mother drove her to school
Her energy was fully charged
Making an entrance that seemed cool
She was in a wheelchair
And was told she would be her whole life
She felt like she was gliding in the air
Feeling like she would make the perfect wife
She drove herself to band class
She opened up her flute case
There was her flute that helped her pass
She finally found her place
This was the story of Alice
The sixteen-year-old girl
Who finally found her palace
It was her band class that made her twirl
To this day, she is in a wheelchair
Living her life as if she were floating in the air
Living her life like she doesn’t care
Her life was just a long dare
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This is a fictional piece. These kinds of poems just come to my mind. I write them down on paper, then I type them.