The Eerie Scribblings

Like a sudden bolt from the hidden blue!

My events turned up, driving me to troublesome glee.

Hearty Heavens! I generously faced some noisy battles,

Draining my breath, to get off someway over the cloudy hills.

I saddened, as I was once denied, to bug out for a big fun tour;

But now I relaxed, hearing the kindest yes in my mommy's voice.

Yet certainly, I regret being missed for a fairy tale;

When my dad's ever softy voice never sail to fail.

I still longed trying to bridge the farthest gap,

Between none but me and my mother's lap.

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Yet, My friends were all done for the exciting trip,

Adding their soulful fuel to my perplexed state.

At last, I chose to chase the eight ecstatic days

Fairly dreaming I can glance away from my parents' faces.

The moment arrived, to play it on my own,

Only convincing my comrades beside, and not alone.

Just then, Out of nowhere, like a thunderstorm;

I felt a roaring spark on my trembling eyes,

Just waking from bed in the broad daylight.

All I realized, that was lying with me,

Were the eerie scribblings on my travel diary.