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On Christmas 2014 my Christmas wish was for it to snow. It never snows in Bullhead City, Arizona so the chances of snow were basically nonexistent.

On Wednesday, December 31, 2014 at 10:40 am it snowed.

Don't you dare tell me that wishes do not come true.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 10, 2015 Saturday 5:33 PM
Be nice to the wallflowers for they know all of your secrets. The kind of secrets that can ruin a person.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 9, 2015 Friday 6:09 PM
Dear Lord,

I am scared to live my life
out of fear of getting hurt
For most of my life I have been abused
disappointed and treated like dirt
I know you are the key to happiness
yet I always run away
I make promises to do better
but tend to do the opposite everyday
Control is always a problem for me
it is something that I desperately crave
I find it hard to be myself sometimes
when I know that is the one thing that makes me brave
I am seriously lost, Lord
I feel like throwing in the towel
I have dreams I want to make come true
I just don't know how
Lord, take away my fear
replace my fear with faith
Please give me peace of mind
fill me with love and burn my self hate
Give me strength when I feel weak
send angels to comfort me when I am lonely
Help me ignore the devil's negativity
surround me with anything that is holy
Take away my doubts
replace my depression with energy
Surround me with positive hearts
who will be constant reminders that you are with me
Help me to be strong
help me to not be so angry
Help me to never forget
that through you I can do anything
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: August. 16, 2015 Sunday 5:02 PM
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I turn twenty-three in twelve days
I still have not gotten anywhere with my life
I am a loser in a ****** city
full of people who cheat and lie
I feel pathetic a lot of the time
I should be in college planning my future
But high school drop outs do not get to plan things
they stay stuck regretting past choices
I do not want to be forty years old
still dreaming of the life I want
Everyone I know has moved on in some way
even my enemies are doing alright
What if my dreams are really just dreams
that belong in my mind when I sleep
Maybe my high school teachers were right
without their lectures I will not be anything
Still a part of me is glad I am not as far as everybody else
Maybe I am on the right track with my dreams
maybe something great is in the making
Maybe this is the year my dreams come true
I will finally be the published writer I want to be
Maybe everything I have been working so hard for
will pay off when I am twenty-three
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: July. 1, 2015 Thursday 8:40 AM
Never trust a person who wouldn't walk in the rain for you.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 7, 2015 Wednesday 3:20 AM
Someone once told me that to make my writing better you got to read two hours of different kinds of poetry everyday. They also said to make time to read everyday, even when I am tired. Not only will my writing get better but I as a person will get better because not only will I gain inspiration, I am also opening up my heart in a way that is very hard to do with actual people. As I read I will be taken to places I only dream of in my dreams. I will learn all sorts of things that you can't be taught in school. I will make friends with fictional characters that will teach me what it means to be a friend. I will discover things about myself I never knew were there and I will be reminded to dream impossible things. I may seem crazy for believing in the worlds I read about in my books but it's always the craziest people who dare to dream impossible things.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 7, 2015 Wednesday 1:16 A.M.
I fell in love with you from the moment I saw you
It wasn't because of your smile
it wasn't because of your laugh
it wasn't because of your love for strange things
or how you told the same hilarious jokes over and over again
It wasn't the way your hair fell onto your face as we made out in your bed
It wasn't the way you looked shirtless when you stepped out of the shower
It wasn't the way the snowflakes clung to you and hugged you when we played in the snow until a quarter to three
It was the way you noticed my presence without me having to say a single word
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 6, 2015 Tuesday 4:05 AM
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