My Megan:
This is the story of a life of a girl named Megan,poor little girl dealt with bullies,she was seven.
They would call her all these names,like devil and witch,hurt her even more when they called her a b*tch.
Every single day for the past three years,she would come home all covered in tears.
The kids would rant and tease her vein,not even caring to notice her pain.
Her mom cared much but the school just groan,saying kids will be kids ma'am I suggest you go home.
There's nothing we can do,bcuz we dont have proof,screw the school system,they just ignore the truth.
So back to school little Megan goes ,tries to hide the pain and the scars that shows.
Every single tear that ran down that face,that pretty little face that left a trace in every single smile she formed with her lips,to brighten up a day,and now I say.
She's not another name,to me she's more,I now wear a smile,a smile she wore.
Every day afterschool she would run into her room,she took out her secret box,that opens to a tune.
It was a secret box that no one had seen,all covered up in pink and alot it did mean.
Every day just a look,every day a little smile,it didn't last long only lasted awhile.
One bright and shiny and beautiful day,she heads to school with nothing to say.
Her mom drops her off and kisses her goodbye,says I love you,honey and I'll see you tonight.
Megan looks into her eyes,replies with a smile,It'll be longer than you think,I'll be farther than a mile.
Her mom brushes off and leaves to work,leaving poor little Megan with kids that smurk.
She goes inside holding her secret box,with a big smile on her face she times the clock.
1..2..3..4..
One by one coming out a door.
She opens the box and looks inside,smiles real big,says I see him,lookin up in surprise.
To 4 more kids and more who teased,causing poor little Megan to cough and weeze.
She fell to the floor in agonizing pain,the kids just laughed and felt no shame.
To a panic call home,mommy answers with a scream,she drops the phone to an emergency...
On a hospital bed,she lies...her mommy there she cries...she prays and begs but no reply,its time for Megan to die. With her box at her side,her mom looks inside,and wonders in dear surprise. A faded mirror with hearts all around with words on the frame that were put to mound.
With love and might and dear delight it says....
I rest with Jesus Christ.
Jason Meza
(Undead4Life6)
In memory of Megan <3
Thanks for reading.
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