Rwaw!

This is very hard to do. I can't add images to my journals and things due to me being a free member. I can't get the memberships because my parents can't afford it. I'm going free until I can get a job and help them out. I'm nice like that. My bro is getting paid $140 a week because he works in a chicken house with my uncle. I'm too young to work there because the chickens could kill me. Rwaw. That to me is downright stupid. Whack it with a stick if it attacks you! Rwaw. I can't get a job until I'm 14. I'm currently 12, 13 on July 5th. Yay! That's the good thing. I can write and my parents have encouraged me to get my poetry, lyrics, and stories published. I'm almost done with the poetry and I'm going to get it published soon. My parents get paid soon, so they'll have the money for the copyrighting.

Dax

PS-My parents told me to self-publish so then we'll get the money instead of part. People love my poetry for some odd reason. It's good to them, I guess. To me, it's another poem that has escaped me and poured out onto the page in words that express the emotion. I can say something so powerful in a speech and it'll leave people with tears in their eyes. Thank you for reading this note. Wish me luck!