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Music.

Posted: June 3, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

It has the power to heal you,

fix relationships,

mend broken-hearts,

& fill emptiness.

It is something so small,.

yet,

larger than life,

with so much signifigance.

… Though it seems so simple,

it is complex,

& uplifting.

It can brighten the darkest storm.

It soothes the deepest, darkest part of the soul.

It is music…

…& it is my life.

We’re Done (:

Posted: June 1, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

We’re done.

Everything we worked so hard for is over.

I can feel my throat closing as I gasp for air.

Each breath killing me more inside.

I feel as if my heart is bleeding.

It will never heal.

This pain will be the end of me.

The happy me.

I refuse to feel this again.

As I am pulling myself up off the ground,

I feel that in some way,

All the pain you have caused me, only made me stronger.

I realize,

Though I never thought I would,

That I am better off without you.

We’re done.

…And I’m okay with that.

What My Scars Taught Me.

Posted: June 1, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB
 Trust only if you know you can.
   Don’t leave your heart open,
      Life is never fair.
 
 
 Don’t believe everything you hear.
   Voices and words are decieving.
      Not every person has good in them.
  
 
Keep friends close,
    Enemies even closer.
       Take every chance you get in life.
 
 
Life goes on,
    Even when people do not.
       Stay strong & keep moving forward.
 
 
Take the hand you are dealt,
   make the best of it.
      You may not get another chance.
 

My Most Memeorbale Moments

Posted: March 15, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

The day I learned to ride my bike without training wheels,

The day I lost my first tooth and got so excited that I dropped it and lost it,

The first time I drove a fourwheeler and wrecked it with my best friend on the back,

These are my most memorable moments.

The night I ran away fom home, away from my family, and cried for what seemed like forever,

The day I was forced to move to Virginia with a mother I did not know,

The time I got lost in Wal-Mart and my grandmother had to search for me for hours on end,

These are my most memorabke moments.

The morning I was swinging from a rope on a tree and the rope broke and I rolled over barbwire,

The day I got expelled from Logan Middle for drugs in school,

The day I turned 16 and went out to eat with my mom, my best dinner yet,

Theses are my most memorable moments

…And there are many more to come.

How to be a Good Friend.

Posted: March 15, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

Learn how to listen,

not only listen,

but understand.

Be there when you are needed the most,

no matter how big the situation is,

Laugh as much as you can,

and make the best memories.

Be a shoulder to cry on,

give the best advice you can,

and keep an open mind.

Who I am Meant To Be

Posted: March 8, 2011 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

I am who I am meant to be.

I am loud,

careless,

confident.

I am who I am meant to be.

I am quiet,

careful,

shy.

Sometimes I care too much.

Sometimes I don’t  care enough.

My kindness is mistaken for weakness,

and my pain mistaken for anger.

I am one person, very different.

I am who I am meant to be.

When she was 16….

Posted: December 3, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

When she was 16 she moved to West Virginia.

When she was 16 she fell in love and got her heart broken.

When she was 16 her family started falling apart.

When she was 16 she left home twice.

When she was 16 she lost her sister.

When she was 16 she started doing drugs and skipping school.

When she was 16 she stopped caring.

When she was 16 she showed no emotion.

When she was 16 she lost a lot of friends.

When she was 16 she tried to end her own life.

When she was 16 she realized life wasn’t worth living.

Tired.

Posted: December 2, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

I am tired of school.

I am tired of always being in trouble.

I am tired of being treated like a child.

I am tired of fighting with my parents.

I am tired of pretending to like people.

I am tired of living at home.

I am tired of doing my chores.

I am tired of doing homework everyday.

I am tired of being the “loud” one.

I am tired of people telling on me for every move I make.

I am tired of lying.

I am tired of people being fake.

I am tired of people pretending they know how I feel.

I am tired of……life.

*snow*

Posted: December 1, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

Snow brings to mind a lot of good memories. Memories of putting on five layers of clothes just to go outside and get them soaked. Memories of making snow angels with my best friend on the hill behind my house. Memories of sledding down the biggest hills we can find in the park. Memories of my uncle sledding straight into the creek because his sled wouldn’t stop. I used to always say that I hated the snow when i was younger, but now i enjoy it and all the good memories it brings.

Rambling Autobiography

Posted: December 1, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

Born and raised in Logan, West Virginia, I’m a true small town girl. My name, Brittany Anne Burgess, was given to me by my father Timothy Burgess. My mother’s name is Angel Dawn Miller. I look almost exactly like her. I have 6 brothers and sisters and I would do anything for them on any day. My life began on January 7th of 1994. Everyone used to say i was a “nice little girl” but if you were to ask them now I’m sure they would tell you I’ve changed. I have ran away from home four different times. I don’t learn lessons easily. I have five best friends and one non-biological sister, which is Bethany Carter. I often find myself in bad situations with her but I love her anyway. I consider myself a lucky person. I get away with more then I should. My life? Well let’s just say it’s like my room. Messy. I am Brittany Burgess and that’s all I can be.

two-tone

Posted: October 6, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

Usually I am yellow.

Bright and bouncy.

Different and unique,

living life and loving it.

But sometimes I am black.

Dark and mysterious.

Dull and lifeless,

barely having the will to go on.

Though both are so different,

the make me who I am.

Dark Cloud.

Posted: September 15, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

Far in the East sky there is a dark cloud. It fills my mind with fear. Only I know why the cloud is there. Everyone else continues on as if they don’t even see it. It fills my heart with sadness to know what is about to happen. These poor people will all be shocked. If only there were a way I could tell them.

In this dream I walked. I walked toward the cloud that lingered in the Far East sky because only I could stop it. It seemed as if I walked until I could walk no more and still I could not reach the cloud.  Everyone’s fate seemed sealed, all of us doomed by this dark cloud.

I know the things I’ve lost. I know the things I’ve won. But my battle with this cloud was neither. The battle seemed never ending and at times I felt as if I’d lost all hope. But in the end, it’s not the battle that counts. It’s the war.

She fears him. She fears us all. That’s why she just lingers in the sky, waiting for when we are weak. That time is coming. We are getting weaker. The only thing on my mind is that I must stop her, this dark cloud, before we become too weak. I walked on to reach the cloud but it was as if the cloud was running from me.  Every time I got closer, she got further away.

Dry dreams are the bad ones, like the one I’m having now. I feel like I’ll never wake up. I feel like all hope is lost. There is no chance I’ll survive this, no chance at all. But I must try. I will not give up because that’s exactly what she’s waiting for. I’m writing to encourage you to have hope and strength. When you lose hope you become weak and give her what she wants.

We will have a celebration when all this ends. I will seem to be the hero. Everyone will thank me and love me for what I’ve done but I know the truth. I did not save you. You saved yourselves. I alone am not the hero. We are all the heroes.

A few strokes of ink left to tell you how to keep the cloud away and then I’ll be on my way. All you have to do is stay strong. Believe in yourself even when no one else does. Do not give her power for when you do you will end your own life.

Far in the East sky there is a dark cloud. It fills my mind with fear. Only I know why the cloud is there. Everyone else continues on as if they don’t even see it. It fills my heart with sadness to know what is about to happen. These poor people will all be shocked. If only there were a way I could tell them.

In this dream I walked. I walked toward the cloud that lingered in the Far East sky because only I could stop it. It seemed as if I walked until I could walk no more and still I could not reach the cloud.  Everyone’s fate seemed sealed, all of us doomed by this dark cloud.

I know the things I’ve lost. I know the things I’ve won. But my battle with this cloud was neither. The battle seemed never ending and at times I felt as if I’d lost all hope. But in the end, it’s not the battle that counts. It’s the war.

She fears him. She fears us all. That’s why she just lingers in the sky, waiting for when we are weak. That time is coming. We are getting weaker. The only thing on my mind is that I must stop her, this dark cloud, before we become too weak. I walked on to reach the cloud but it was as if the cloud was running from me.  Every time I got closer, she got further away.

Dry dreams are the bad ones, like the one I’m having now. I feel like I’ll never wake up. I feel like all hope is lost. There is no chance I’ll survive this, no chance at all. But I must try. I will not give up because that’s exactly what she’s waiting for. I’m writing to encourage you to have hope and strength. When you lose hope you become weak and give her what she wants.

We will have a celebration when all this ends. I will seem to be the hero. Everyone will thank me and love me for what I’ve done but I know the truth. I did not save you. You saved yourselves. I alone am not the hero. We are all the heroes.

A few strokes of ink left to tell you how to keep the cloud away and then I’ll be on my way. All you have to do is stay strong. Believe in yourself even when no one else does. Do not give her power for when you do you will end your own life.

Childhood Poem

Posted: September 14, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

The Childhood Poem

Childhood is trying to run off the bus the first day of pre-k.

Childhood is putting your shirt on backwards and going out to play.

Childhood is being afraid of every bug you see and making dad kill it.

Childhood is getting lost in Wal-Mart and crying your eyes out.

Childhood is dressing up like a superhero and saving your stuffed animals.

Childhood is blaming everything on your little brother to stay out of trouble.

Childhood is staying up all night on Christmas Eve to see Santa.

Childhood is something I will always remember and cherish forever.

About Brittany Ann Burgess

Posted: September 13, 2010 by brittanyburgess2010 in BrittanyB

My name is Brittany Burgess. I was born January 7th, 1994. I have two sisters and four brothers. I’m a sophomore at Logan High School. I spend most of my time with my friends.