Day 34-Something About Me

I would bring home

Stray animals

Domesticated to wild

And beg for them a home

I felt that my home

Was not

Just my own

Wanted to save the world

Thought every life deserved a chance

I felt really bad

When they made me kill the ants

I've always been a lover

Raised in a hateful circumstance

I knew myself then

I still know me

Someday shall spread my wings

I've been set free

Day 33-The Ballad of Marylin and Roel-Chapter 2:Marylin

Marylin

Marylin walke with Roel beside her,never saying a word. She felt like she had so many things she wanted to ask him,but she never would ask. He kept glancing at her with a look in his eye that seemed to say that he was simply enchanted to be in her presence,that look made Marylin very nervous,because she is typically not one to let people in easily.

"So what do you do?" Roel asked snapping her out of her train of thought.

"Um,I make acessories,and tshirts and sell them online. Well for the time being,I sell enough to have a fairly easy living. It pays the bills." She said fearing the same odd look most give her when she tells them what she does for money.

"So you're crafty?" She responded with a nod.

"That's neat,I wish I were crafty."

"You must have some kind of hobby per se."

He nodded. "Yep,I play the bass. I'm okay at it."

"Electric or other?" She was interested by this,more people play guitar than anything these days.

"Electric and I dabble with the Cello. And I play with a band at a club on weekends.It pays for my half of things.I have a room mate."

She stopped in her tracks. And looked up at the building in front of them.

"This is me." She pointed at the building in front of her. "I don't have a room mate,I have a dog."

"I like dogs." Roel said as he walked to the next stoop. "And this is me."

Marylin's eyes widened at the realization of the fact she was now aware of. Her and this guy were neighbors. She didn't know weather to be happy or alarmed. She walked to the top of the stoop and pulled out her key.

"Well looks like we are neighbors Roel." She said with a small smile as she opened her door and pushed her cart inside.

He nodded. "Yep. Good night." He pulled out his keys from his backpack.

"Dream sweet." Was the last thing she said before letting the door click shut behind her.

She just knew from that one walk,and that one conversation that this was going to be one tough cookie to crack. Roel was not proving easy to read. Which kind of upset Marylin because she hated to admit it but she loved being right when it came to the hightly predicatble quality of people. Maybe someone decided it was time for a change.

Day 32-This Song

This song
It takes me back
To a time where things were
Less
Complicated
More
Innocent

This song
Makes me remember
All of the things I already know
Those things I believe
Like how I once
Believed in you

This song
Gives me hope
For the future
For this moment

This song
Made a generation
Just a little more open minded
In to seeing
That it just takes
One

This song

Day 31-The Ballad of Marylin and Roel-Chapter 2:Roel

Roel

Class came and went by fairly quickly,and just as Marylin had mentioned the professor was nothing short of awesome. After a quick bit to eat,and two more classes Roel was finally on his way back to his apartment. He walked in to find his room mate had just gotten in from work,because he was sprawled on the couch still wearing his uniform. He chuckled at his friend walked in to the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water and and apple before picking up and heading out once more.

He went to the library during his outing to grab some stuff for recreational reading. On his way home he passed the laundry mat his room mate told him about,it was pretty much empty considering the time,beside the old man who apparently worked there,and the familiar form of a certain girl from earlier in the day.

"Marylin." Roel said to himself with a sly grin as he made the decision to enter the business.

She was sitting on top a washer staring at the dryer in front of her while the clothes inside spun around and around,she had ear buds in her ear and a purple iPod sitting next to her. He slowly walked up beside her,and yanked one earbud out of her ear. Roel expected to startle her but did not expect her to jump and instantly bring her knees up and stick on foot out,seeming as if she would kick if if need be.

He smiled at her and gave a slight wave,and she let her foot down along with the rest of her body.

"Hey Marylin,nice socks." He greeted her with a smile glancing at her knee high socks that said I love>

"Uh,thanks." She said. He could tell she was confused as to why he was there.

"I was passing by on my way home,and I noticed you were in here alone soooo..."

"I come here at this time to do my laundry because there are usually very few to no people,I like doing my laundry in peace." The dryer buzzed and she put her dry clothes in the basket and carried them to some folding tables at the other end of the building. Roel followed her,and observed as she folded her clothes. She was apparently the kind of person who showed much disreguard to the colors and whites should be serparated when doing laundry.

"Do you not separate your clothes?" He asked. She shook her head no.

"I tend to buy my stuff via thrift. Well worn enough to not have to worry about separation. But when I do buy new stuff I will seperate them until they have been washed a few times...and I don't fold socks. I hate folding socks." She started to then load the folded clothes into a tiny cart that had two wheels on the bottom,then she handed the old man back the laundry basket she was using.

"So which way do you live." She answerd him by pointing.

"That way." She added a nod.

"Well ma'am,I do believe we are heading in the same direction. Shall we walk together?"

She did not respond right away,Roel could tell that she was still very unsure of his motives. Still she just stood there looking at him,as if trying size him up,her eyebrows raised ,her eyes the only thing making any movement.

"Sure." She shrugged her shoulders and started walking ,with her cart in tow.

Roel was super excited by this alone,it was a step,and with a slight spring in his he walked along side Marylin in silence as they strolled toward each desired destination.

Day 30-The Ballad of Maryline and Roel-Chapter 1:Roel

Roel

As she turned around and made her second attempt to walk down the hallway Roel noticed the Wonder Woman backpack Marylin had slung over her shoulder. He laughed to himself,and finally entered the class room. He was in no way late,and he was thankful for that.

He once again thought of Marylin and how she seemed to enchant him in a weird way. She was awkward,and probably clumsy,he thought,but she seemed to have a grace about her. But he had made it a point,especially after her unsure departure,that he would see her again.

Day 29-The Ballad of Marylin and Roel-Chapter 1:Marylin

Marylin

Marylin pressed the keys on the piano that was located at the corner of the stage in the auditorium. The first few tinkles were cautionary,she had no clue what she wanted to play,but suddenly bust out playing a cheerful tune. She swayed gently as she played,plinking her fingers across the keys,and moved her mouth as if singing lyrics,but never singing a single thing. Then she began to meld the notes into a slower more melancholy melody.

The sound of doors opening and closing made Marylin stop playing. She quickly grabbed her things and began to walk toward the main entrance of the building. Someone called out to her.

"Hey!" A guy with dark brown hair began crossing the isle,waving at her as to catch her attention.

"Yes?" She said confused by his nervous,animated,and hurried manner.

"I need some help. If you would be so kind?" He looked at her expectantly

Marylin being the kind of person she was could not object. "Sure,what kind of help."

"I changed universities this year,and well I need to find room 1004,I have a class like now."

"Oh,yes. Follow me." She said with a small smile.

She took them on a small journey it seemed,through about eight different doors, two staircases,one ramp and two buildings to finally arrive at room 1004.

"Here you are." She gestured at the door very grandly.

He put his hand on the door knob. "Thanks..." becoming blank under her stare,she then realized they had never gotten each others name.

"Marylin." She stuck out her hand for him to shake. "Marylin. The name's Roel." He grabbed her hand and gave it a firm shake. She noticed his nails were very short on his long fingers,and by the looks of it though she could only guess that he played guitar or something of that sort.

"Nice to meet you Roel. Well,have fun in this class,the teacher is great from what I hear." He just smiled and looked at her nodding his head as if to indicated her was hearing the words coming from her mouth. "Oookay." She swiftly turned around and began to walk in the opposite direction.

"Marylin!" She heard Roel call out to her. She turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow her insides brimming with embarassment for not particular reason.

"I'll catch you later?" In response she did nothing but shrug her shoulders,turn around,and begin walking once more.

Day 28-The Ballad of Marylin and Roel-Prolouge

She was a muse. But you would never tell by just looking at her. Her brown hair contrasted with her light blue eyes,and she almost always wore jeans and t-shirts. She was quiet for the most part,but was always kind to anyone and everyone,even those who gave her grief. Her name,Marylin.

He was a poet. But you would never tell by just listening to him. He looked like a version of Kurt Cobain with dark brown hair and amber colored eyes. He was just short of obnoxious,but was a good friend,and protective over those he truly cared for. His name,Roel.

And this my friends begins "The Ballad of Marylin and Roel."