“A test before the lesson” Bits and pieces of hair fell on the floor Heads began to turn, causing a sea of faces A new outlook on life was born that day The scorching phenomenon crawled out Wild, avid kids ran around like no tomorrow Signs on the door were read but they were wrong Deafening screams echoed walls and titles You are a boy, they said, get out right now A truly confused little soul I was I just wanted to have fun at the gym Raindrops dripped to the floor solemnly A long letter was written furiously A girl is what I will never become I wrote, until the black tassel is turned The legs walked past twelve over and one over Clothes shrunk down and hair grew rapidly I stood tall, tearing the letter in shreds I was once a kid, now I am a woman. Krystle Berrigan 3/5/08 I wrote this poem in relation to my childhood... I was such a die hard tomboy back then. I always kept my hair short- i basically looked like a boy- no pun intended. And there was a time when i was playing with the kids at the gym.. the girls ran into the bathroom in order to get away from the boys.. and naturally, i ran in the bathroom too. the boys ran to my mom to "tell her on me" that i was in the "girls' bathroom" mom was like.. and? ... The boys were rather shocked at her reaction.. they really thought she would get all mad and get me outtt of the girls' bathroom ;). i was a tomboy most of my childhood.. i even wrote a letter to my parents, telling them that i would never ever become a girl until the day i graduated from high school. (thaaank god that didnt happen!!!) the ending of the poem indicates that i tore the letter because i was just a kid back then ;). 
totally TOMboyishhh eh? ;) “The night my entire life flashed right before my eyes” Red and blue lights were blinking rapidly Eyes opened slowly, reality hit hard Engines roared to life, whizzing hastily Millions of bones, scattered in the yard A fun filled Halloween night it was, Ghosts and goblins, costumes and trick or treat Nine people in a car, disobeying laws Laughter erupted out on the street A careless move sent the small jeep flying Everything was spinning, the curb was so close Gravity pulled us back to earth, crying The shock peeled all over me, as I rose It is broken, I shouted, staying in my dome Silently whispering, I should have stayed home Krystle Berrigan 3/5/08 In this poem.. i tried to describe the experience i had when i broke my leg. it was probably one of, if not the scariest thing ive ever experienced. all i remember clearly was the blinking of the lights that came from the ambluance. It was a fun filled halloween night when it happened.. and someone told me right after the incident exactly what i should have done...i should have just stayed home :) and thats why i ended my poem with the sentence....silently whispering-i should have stayed home. ;) ---am just feeling very poetic tonight !! :)
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