cookieChoices = {}; Payton's Blog: September 2015

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Monday, September 21, 2015

The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall | Review

Growing up in a family full of people who believed in ghosts I was bound to end up having a slight obsession. A book, movie, or show automatically has me intrigued if there is a ghost involved.

When I was a kid I discovered Mary Downing Hahn's books. Ever since then they've been a guilty pleasure. When I started to get older, of course, I moved up to bigger and better things but I still have a love for Hahn's books.

With that being said I discovered this one day at Barnes and Noble.

This particular one wasn't as good as others I've read but I enjoyed it nonetheless.

I gave this 3/5 stars. ***

I felt like the story could fall a little flat sometimes but I still had that overwhelming anger for certain characters.

Florence wasn't as fleshed out as the rest of the characters even though she was the main protagonist.

The uncle didn't show up as much as I would've like but he was still one of my favorite characters from the story. 

The climax of the story wasn't as climatic as some of Hahn's other books I've read but the problem was settled so I was happy with it. The ending could've been left open to continue which I liked. 

Overall this was a decent book but if you're new to Mary Downing Hahn I don't suggest this as your first read,

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

9-2-15 part 2

I can only act okay for so long. You think I don't see all you do but I see it all the time. I've got so much anger and hate for you. You think calling me your "best friend" makes it true but you're the first one to hop up and run your mouth. In case nobody has pointed this out, you're turning into a little hoe bag. I don't think being all up in your "best friend's" territory is very best friend like. I'm not sure how they do things in other states but around here girl's are territorial. You do not trample on and try to steal what's their's. No you can't own a person. You also don't try to steal everyone else's place just because you can't keep a guy in your life. How about you hop off, stay in your lane, and get out of my seat.

9-2-15

You're supposed to be my best friend
But you chose him over me
You're besties with the enemy
I wasn't enough for either of you
Thing is I thought I was your best friend too
You're supposed to dry my tears
Not enhance my fears

I thought you were Prince Charming


I am poem | 8-20-15

We wrote I am poems in creative writing so I'm going to share mine with you.


I am quiet but loud
I wonder about my future
I hear papers shuffle
I see myself being successful
I want to graduate already
I am quiet but loud

I pretend I am famous
I feel invisible
I touch everything
I worry I won't get anywhere
I cry about many things
I am quiet but loud

I understand friendships
I say people will know my name
I dream crazy dreams
I try to speak out
I hope to move away
I am quiet but loud

August 5 2015

Sometimes I find it was a good thing our friendship ended. I was always in the dark. I didn't fit into your friend group. I'm sure you realized this. I did. Maybe that's why you kept me in the dark. I was the hidden friend. No one really knew I existed. How is it possible for you to have been any true friend but I was so in the dark.

Not sure what to title this | 7-23-15

Lips hang heavy with words unspoken

"I was never fond of brown eyes 
until I met you
then they became my favorite."

I try finding you in everything you do
I succeed
I find you when I shower
I find you when I cry
I find you in my scars
I find you in my words
I find you in my darkest days

I lost you during my brightest
I lost you when I thought you were mine
I lost you

365 days
I can leave you
behind
365 days
I can leave me
behind
I can start over

I Hurt | 7-23-15

I do the only thing I'm good at
I write
I read
I steal
I hurt
I am the pain everyone craves
I am the pain that demands to be felt
And I hurt
I'm the cold water in the shower
I sit at the bottom of the tub
I'm the tears the soak sheets
I'm an evil that was created good
I hurt
I'm being up at 2am alone
I am the reaction
I am the consequences
I take risks carelessly
I hurt
I'm poison
I'm what people find at the bottom of a bottle
I fight or take flight
I run from problems
I hurt
I'm a knife that never lets go
I'm a beautiful darkness
I'm a painful truth
I am not a champion
I am hurting