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ATLANTAS POINT OF VIEW:

I stomped angerly into Archies room. I opened the door hard, without even knocking on the door.

"Archie, if you leave your underwear on the floor again one more time..." I cried out.

But I was cut off when I realized no one was in the room. Wierd. Thought he'd be here. But instead of finding Archie, I found on his bed there was a green booklet lying there, begging to be read. Ok, now I'm not the snoopy type, but curiousity got the best of me. I picked up the book. I opened the book, and on the inside cover, it read,

"Archies Poetry Book."

I bursted out laughing. Archie? Writing poetry? HA! Yeah, right! I tried hard not to laugh out loud. He always told everyone how he hated poetry. Maybe he was lying for he was embarressed. But Archie always acted like the "though" guy. Besides, I hated poetry. But, maybe a peek wouldn't hurt...I opened it to reveal a poem called "Not By Choice"

I never wanted to be a hero
I didn't have a choice
I just wanted to be more than zero
I just wanted to have a voice

I never chosed to leave home
Or who my realitives in the past were
Now I feel alone
And I'm tired of Cronus and the gore

I can't make it go away
I can't wish it away
I'm forced to stay
So everyone can live another day

I just don't care anymore
Why should I?
Why for?
All I do is lie

Wishing to be good
Good as Jay
I should care, maybe I should
But no way

Living in a silloute of the past
Of my long gone family member
How long will this last?
I'll always remember

My past life that was once mine
It'll never be the same
Lost in the sands of time
I hope I don't put everyone to shame

I'm not as confident as I seem
No one knows me
This all seems like a dream
All the feelings being set free

Not by choice
Against my own free will

TO BE CONTINUED...

xxDarkness' Kidxx