"Yeah"
"Ur not a drama queen"
"Actually ur the kind of
person that doesn't want drama"

                                                                       "yes thank god someone
                                                                        undersatnds!!! I just want to
                                                                        stand up for what I believe in
                                                                        and she just keeps on squishing
                                                                        me down. Well I am not going
                                                                        to take this is any more!"
"Whut r u gonna do"
                                                                        "I am just done being her friend.
                                                                        I thought that she was going to
                                                                        change but she has not so I am
                                                                        done. I dont need this in my
                                                                        life. I am so sick of being
                                                                        drowned in their ignorance. I
                                                                        know that she will not like this
                                                                        but i am going to be selfish for
                                                                        once in my life."
"Ohhh u do whuts right for u amy"
"I'll stand up for u"


                                   That last line melted my heart.

yeah
I just wish that they would stop pestering me to talk to her.
I said I would talk her out of it
but I don't need this stress on my life.
I take two steps forward and they keep on pulling me three steps back.
I am always one step behind them so
That I can never be better than them.

But if I leave her then she might actually do it.
What should I do?
It is literally breaking my heart in two.

The sun never shines
On even the best of days
Because of the house on Sixth Street
Stares at Auntie May.

She screams and cries
But no one hears
The fear her throat is trapping.
Maybe I should lend an ear.

Bumping and thumping
The house goes a rumpling.
I find it rather sparkling
But not my Auntie May.

She screams of the body behind the door
and the blood stains on the bedroom floor.
Poor Auntie May has been screaming for years
Of the monster that whispers in her ears.

Auntie May now sits in a trance.
She is as quiet as a mouse in a trap.
Poor Auntie May was sealed in her tomb.
Then I realized that the house did move.

I looked for it the next day
And found it by my Auntie Mays grave.
Curious I knocked on the door
And inside was horror galore.

Blood was on the floor like
Auntie May did say
But the body was gone
That she screamed about the other day.

On the chair by the door
I saw a figure sitting on the floor
and to my dismay, I looked at the figures face
And found it to be my old Auntie Mays.

The sun never shines
On even the best day
Because the house on Sixth Street
Scares little Olivia May.