Fresh Starts

As most of you know I write short stories and novels like I live and breathe (: It's that easy to me and I have recently been inspired to write another book. I have already written a short series, Apple Blossom, Awakening Blossom and Open Blossom. Of course I have not edited them or come close to publishing them because I not at that point in my life where that would be necessary at my current age. I am just throwing out ideas for my future and I will have a book published in the future for sure. But back to my new inspiration. I have recently caught up with my uncle and we have discussed a few things. Some of the things I have mentioned seem like a great topic for the new idea of a book/story. I usually don't title my stories before I begin writing them but with all the words I have already written out I thought I would just title it Fresh Starts for now. Here is the beginning or the prologue type thing for my story to start out with. It's short but it expresses lots of feelings. I have almost finished the first chapter and started the day before Thanksgiving (:

EXCERPT:

We’ve been here many times before and just to believe what we once believed would be quite impossible with the knowledge we have recently encountered. Some kind of fear deep inside of us might reach the top in a matter of seconds and cause an extraordinary reaction. This reaction is nothing we would enjoy, because every second it occurred would be another reality check to the facts we already know. The pain we might meet is not worth it. To go back again is just saying how much we’ve missed the pain. Who’s missed pain? I know with every waking moment I never miss pain. I let go of every grudge, every awkward silence, every unanswered question and every lie. I rely on the truth. The truth may hurt to hear, but the truth is worth hearing because the truth tells a story that only makes sense with all of the pieces.

-Samantha Paige Averett

Thanksgiving.

It's honestly my favorite time of the year. Just before Christmas and right after Halloween (:
I enjoy spending time with family and eating tons of food that I really shouldn't eat because then I get sick and full and then it's not fun. <---Haha. No. Not really, but still. The best part is that I really have enjoyed the past years where I get to mention the things that have made me who I am in the past. My family, my friends, my struggles, my joys and my accomplishments (: I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving and remember the things that make you who you are, your children, your friends, your mom or your dad and remember that you are blessed in so many ways than you can even imagine (:


HAPPY THANKSGIVING

A Definition

My Sister Will Agree That She Really Is Not The Best Writer, But I Found Something Special From Her And When Someone Wants To Say Something It Seems To Come Out Right.

MARIAH:
Its hard to think of what defines a person. Is it their hair? Or is it perhaps their eyes, or their clothes or their income? Or maybe, its something completely different. Maybe what defines a person is not as superficial as their looks, or their social status. It might just be their heart, their passion, and their determination to succeed at all costs. Maybe it can be seen in how they treat others, or how they look at life. Could a persons definition be measured in how many tears they have cried or how many times they have smiled? I really couldn't tell you. However one thing that I do know is that I am me. There is no secret recipe or definition. I am just a girl like any other that it trying to make sense of all of this. I am too different and unique to have a definition. I be will who I want to be without the restrictions of society, and to me that is just fine. I like being me. It's a lot better than a definition.

Such A Sweet Little Boy

Okay,
So This Poem I Wrote For My Baby Cousin, Jared Buxton. He Was Born On December 14th, 2006 (:
I Memorized This Poem & I Also Published It In A Collection Of Poems. I Won A Contest & Honestly It's Just Short & Sweet. But It Made My Uncle Cry & My Aunt As Well. It Meant A Lot To Them (;

Such A Sweet Little Boy
All Cradled With Joy
On This Sweet Miraculous Day

Such A Gentle Father
Such A Caring Mother
What A Wondrous Brother

How Blessed Is He
How Blessed Our We

Such A Sweet Little Boy
All Cradled With Joy
On This Sweet Miraculous Day

-Sam Averett

To See It Published Go Here--->
http://www.poetry.com/dotnet/P8626189/999/1/display.aspx

November 21st

Districts (:
I Made Them! They Will Be On November 21st @ Marsh Valley During School! I Am Thrilled And Got Great Feed Back! An Original Humorous By Toni & I Is So Worth It For Districts & We Are Polishing Hoping We Make State Which Is December 5th & 6th! Come Watch Us For Both!
I Am Selling Poinsettia's For The Holidays So Let Me Know If You Want Any. It's For Choir Tour In March! Twilight Also Comes Out On The 21st & I Am Excited For That...
Although I Won't Be Able To See It Until Tickets Are Not Sold Out Anymore, Haha (:
It's A Big Hit, I Guess (; I Have Read The Books But I'm Not Obsessed Like Most Girls & I Never Say I Wish I Was Bella. Haha (:
Well November 21st, Great Day & I'm An Excited Human Being!

Colorful Definition

So I love color more than black and white because it's more detailed this way. Color represents more than just the reflection of a rainbow in the rain (: i enjoy the bright and warm feelings that i get from dressing up in such beautiful colors! I am just a colorful person that way! I think everyone should have a variety in their lives! Every color is unique and I guess you could compare every color with every person in the world. One color can say a lot about a person and defines them for who they are. When asked what my favorite color is, I simply respond with the ones that stand out the most to me. Purple, Orange & Yellow (:
Here Are Some Pictures I Took With A Very Colorful Look! (:

Districts!

Today is November 14th, 2008!
Yesterday was the 13th and also one of the biggest days of the year for me.
Auditions for districts! My ensemble and I preformed extremely well and the judges couldn't stop laughing! Although we didn't get any feed-back, because it is not aloud in auditions, we did get a great reaction. I felt great not only because I remembered all of my lines, but I wrote it myself and for that I am really proud of! It's something I wasn't sure of but even if I don't get accepted to districts I will go on knowing that I made a difference. This year is going to be great and Mr. Rodgers is an amazing drama teacher (: Keep posted for more information!
*Districts-November 21st @ Marsh Valley High (:

this fear.

the fear i once felt isn't there anymore, because i'm not afraid of what people might see in me or what they have not yet experienced. I'll shine through the rooftops and the alley ways. no matter how cliche. I've got a place to be, and I'm not breakin' that for anyone to believe. this is the time for change and telling everybody the truth. so let yourself break free. no matter how lame you sound, you're beautiful in every way. yeah you're beautiful in every way. And tell yourself that every day.
-samantha paige.

my amazing grace.

so the stars go out each night
the sky and the sun collide with the morning light
to wake to a morning full of sunshine
this might be my amazing grace

there is no purpose of standing here
i just feel like it today
i want to learn to feel
once again i cannot face my fear

a little child to see
there smile
and an awkward silence
but yet this could be my amazing grace

my day goes by slowly
as usual
i cannot stand high enough
but this might be my amazing grace

You Held My Hand.

My hand may get sweaty.

And my arms may get tired.

But You Held My Hand.

My life might get confusing.

And my heart might be broken,

But You Held My Hand.

I made many mistakes.

And I cried and I faked.

But You Held My Hand.

I spoke without meaning.

And I left without you knowing.

But You Held My Hand.

I screamed into my pillow.

I shut you out of our duo.

But You Held My Hand.

I dreamed and I hoped.

I smiled and I coped.

I ran and I hid.

I lost every bid.

And every time I made a mistake.

You Held My Hand.

You Hold My Hand.

And I Know With All My Heart.

That You Will Hold My Hand.

-Samantha Paige Averett

the little things.

FRISBEE
throw a Frisbee in the air.
and hope to God it comes back here.
make a promise.
fight a tear.
and hope to God you're welcome here.
shed one word of truth and doubt.
make that person scream or shout.
hold them close then let them go.
throw a Frisbee in the air.
and hope to God it comes back here


FOREVER
i hear the whispers.
love me. love me.
i want to feel something.
forever i belong with you.
i want you to take me there.
show me through your eyes.
i want to make something.
something that blows you away,
forever i belong with you.
my music is filled with your voice.



THIS PEN
this pen writes so much.
the permanant effect is so thrilling.
knowing you can't go back once you put it to paper.
don't panic.
i am sure there is a way to take it back.
if you really want to.
throw it away.
or burn it or tear it into tiny little pieces.
there might be a way.
but think about it before you use this pen.
this pen is my destiny and your right or wrong answer.
hold the pen sturdy or don't hold it at all.

labled.

i don't believe in labels.
i do believe in emotion.
i don't believe hate is right.
i do believe love creates.
labels are just a way to organize peoples friends.
a way to simplify who each being is.
nobody wants to be known as gay.
somebody wants to be know as happy.
a boy did not run because he was afraid.
he ran because he didn't know what to do.
don't label them as the man who did this.
or the man who didn't do that.
call them for who they really are.
by their first or last name.
by the smile on their face.
by the happiness they create.
share your knowledge today.
forget the labels on your face.
start by happiness at a slowly pace.

left unspoken

i could really use someone to talk to
i don't really care much about who
maybe someone who gives a damn
or maybe that someone who calls me sam

i almost forget how it feels to relax
and then you take control to the max
i almost forget how it feels to just be a kid
and people take advantage and just bid

should i forget about the memories i spent here
or should i get over it, but that will last at least a year
i want you to be here, and tell me it's going to be fine
i want you to understand and help me ease my mind

i am left unspoken, speechless
i miss the times we spent
and the all the helping hands that were lent
thanks and I won't forget

im sorry.

this is the last time i will every beg you to stay.
and i realize you are already on your way.
but i though just maybe i could turn your mind around.
maybe keep you running to reach the ground.

im sorry for breaking all the promises
that i wasn't around to keep.
im sorry that i judged you
and when i called i didn't leave a message at the beep.

this has been going on for so long.
stop tourchering me, i know what i did was wrong.
i questioned if i should text or make a call.
but you made it clear when i passed you at the mall.

you don't want to see me again.
i get that, i just don't know where to begin.
we were so good together.
friends for years, forever.

please see the hurt in my heart.
and let's make a brand new start.

im not that same girl anymore.

Sometimes

Sometimes reality isn't enough
Sometimes it takes more than one
Sometimes the warmth we feel becomes cold
Sometimes the shadow that follows us, hides
Sometimes we lose sight of the truth
Sometimes the ache we feel never leaves
Sometimes the pain we endure, never heals
Sometimes our fantasy's become our reality
Sometimes we become the person we swore we wouldn't
Sometimes our fears blind us
Sometimes tragedy's help us
Sometimes God changes our plans
Sometimes happiness is damned
Sometimes weakness builds our strengths
Sometimes awkwardness creates comfort
Sometimes music makes us stand
Sometimes words make us believe
Sometimes judging makes us avoid the mirror
Sometimes our friends deceive us
Sometimes we forget, forget mistakes are made
Sometimes colors paint the things we couldn't say
Sometimes faking becomes the truth
Sometimes pretend becomes an actor on a stage
Sometimes singing creates an angel
Sometimes love makes us see
Sometimes black and white is gray
Sometimes anger becomes laughter
Sometimes I forget to let go
Always, I change.
Always, I believe.
Always, I continue.
Never, do I hate.

-Samantha Paige Averett

Dramatic Gratitude

Everyone and anyone who knows me knows that I am dramatic and can play various characters on the spot! I have been complimented and praised and just plain thanked for my so called incredible talent! I really have loved being in Drama this year and plan on continuing my life with such classes! It's fun and I enjoy sharing my talent. These past few weeks I have been preparing for Districts that will be held in Marsh Valley in the next couple of weeks! It's getting cold and I really have not been practicing like I should! I finally got down my humorous monologue with Toni and it shall be quite hilarious! It's an original so you can guarantee that there will be a few of my personal humorous jokes in there. I think I got a lot of my humor from my parents and I am thankful for that. With Thanksgiving coming up I have been focusing on the real blessings in my life and the choices I have been given! I will be giving most of my time towards the things I want the most & I really want to go to Districts! So wish me luck!
Thanks

Photo Shoot (:

Some Simple Pictures Of Myself (: