My Lifehttp://belle8.blog.co.uk/en-UShourly82000-01-01T12:00+00:00My Lifehttp://belle8.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/6e/b3b5f061a6a373c80c5a23baed6189_160x200.jpg3rd lifehttp://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/16/3rd_life~649786/2006-03-16T20:56:40+01:00 <p> The little seed </p> <p> my poem By Annabelle</p> <p>A little little seed growing in the ground, now that it has popped out of the<br> soil it is a short green stalk .A few days, a few years, it has taken away my<br> sad face and brought back my happy face.</p> <p>Now my stalk is a teeny little bud, in the beginning of summer my lovely<br> bud has started to open, and the next morning it has transformed into<br> a bright red rose. Just as the sun rose a crow came down and pecked<br> off all the lovely ruby red petals. Sadly, the rose became a little shredded stalk, but it carried on growing and growing. I sat in my garden Hoping that my beautiful rose would bring back my happy spirit. and it did. When I noticed that my spirit was back, I looked on Calendar and it was Spring!</p> <p>The end </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/16/3rd_life~649786/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p> The little seed

my poem By Annabelle

A little little seed growing in the ground, now that it has popped out of the
soil it is a short green stalk .A few days, a few years, it has taken away my
sad face and brought back my happy face.

Now my stalk is a teeny little bud, in the beginning of summer my lovely
bud has started to open, and the next morning it has transformed into
a bright red rose. Just as the sun rose a crow came down and pecked
off all the lovely ruby red petals. Sadly, the rose became a little shredded stalk, but it carried on growing and growing. I sat in my garden Hoping that my beautiful rose would bring back my happy spirit. and it did. When I noticed that my spirit was back, I looked on Calendar and it was Spring!

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]]>2nd of my lifehttp://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/14/2nd_of_my_life~642911/2006-03-14T17:01:18+01:00 <p>i have many boys at my school that i fansy,i like<br> brandon moody josh hall jake jack and harry.<br> i get inbarist sometimes espeshely at school, and i wonder if i am ever going to have nice teeth im lazy most of the time <img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/14/2nd_of_my_life~642911/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>i have many boys at my school that i fansy,i like
brandon moody josh hall jake jack and harry.
i get inbarist sometimes espeshely at school, and i wonder if i am ever going to have nice teeth im lazy most of the time :yawn::zz:

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]]>The Beginninghttp://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/14/the_beginning~641119/2006-03-14T00:20:11+01:00 <p>This is my first diary entry.<br> It has been quite misty today.<br> I found that i have got something right in the story I have been working on, for a few days now, it's called, 'The Unicorn.' I'd like to be a writer when i grow up although I'd also quite like to be an artist too.</p> <p>My mum has told me that being a kid is much better than being a grown up because when you are a grown up you have to pay bills, learn to drive, go to work and do stuff that no kid would ever want to do.</p> <p>I love being a kid because i get to go to school, go swimming, play in the garden, have tea at my friends house and go horse riding maybe. There are so many great things about being a kid, i'm just hoping that i won't be a grown up too soon.</p> <p>I'm going to use this blog so that i can put most of my stories in it and show my friends things about me and my life and i'd like to write lots of stories and poems, and one more thing i think i'd like to be a singer too.</p> <p>This is the beginning of my life. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://belle8.blog.co.uk/2006/03/14/the_beginning~641119/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>This is my first diary entry.
It has been quite misty today.
I found that i have got something right in the story I have been working on, for a few days now, it's called, 'The Unicorn.' I'd like to be a writer when i grow up although I'd also quite like to be an artist too.

My mum has told me that being a kid is much better than being a grown up because when you are a grown up you have to pay bills, learn to drive, go to work and do stuff that no kid would ever want to do.

I love being a kid because i get to go to school, go swimming, play in the garden, have tea at my friends house and go horse riding maybe. There are so many great things about being a kid, i'm just hoping that i won't be a grown up too soon.

I'm going to use this blog so that i can put most of my stories in it and show my friends things about me and my life and i'd like to write lots of stories and poems, and one more thing i think i'd like to be a singer too.

This is the beginning of my life.

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