It snowed last night, and no one saw it but me. I went outside, into the neighborhood, where I wasn't supposed to go. I ate the snow and I sang. It was magical, and it turned into sloppy rain by morning. I was the only one to see it, at midnight. I saw it. No one else did. All those people who study snow in southern states and all those little toddlers in big clomp boots never got into my snow. My little peice of magic. A barefoot girl in sweatpants bested them all.

People can attack me and conquer me for anything they want, but some things are mine.

I had to write an acrostic poem for school, so I made it as ridiculous as I could while still staying in the guidelines. *ahem*:

Mature poetry graces the page

An impeccable parakeet escapes from its cage

Little children warm up by the stove

And dolphins cry in the salty cove

Robust antelopes run from fate

Kleptomaniac kittens are used as bait

Excitable pandas sip on tea

Young wolves slowly dive into the sea

Favorite lines: Ones in bold.

It makes sense, since the word that you had to used to make the acrostic means meaningless chatter, or talk.

That's pretty genius.
I really like the last two lines.

I like it. (on a completely random note, congrats for getting the 5000th post :D)

I don't know why I love this so much... maybe because I want that all the time, maybe because you perfectly described how I feel every day when I just feel so isolated... but in a good way...
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Thank you AA.

I hate nosy first graders -_-

Seriously, some people need to mind their own business.

Haha, what'd they do?

*_* I LOVE where this is going. (*props hand under chin*) Carry on like we aren't here...