Nicole+V

​​ Hi my name is Nicole V. This electronic site is a combination of writing pieces that I have written through out my high school career. It will range from poetry to short stories. But it will mainly consist of poetry. Hope you Enjoy!!!

This first poem is my Around Then poem. It has years and the things that I remember happening in those years. It has some things that I'm not really sure if that was the exact date. But I tried getting as close to it as possible.

Around Then… By: Nicole Vaughn

Around 1991, I was brought into this world Around 1999, I had to say goodbye as my grandparents moved Around 1997, I got my first ambulance ride Around 2006, I realized my dad wasn’t as great as I thought he was Around 2007, I knew what it felt like to be cheated on Around 1998, I learned mom had a new boyfriend Around 2007, I found out that I was going to have a little sister Around 2004, I had my very first birthday party Around 2009, I found the true meaning of love Around 2007, I began to open my eyes Around 2004, I dyed my hair for the first time Around 2006, I began to stand up for myself Around 2008, I had a little sister Around 2007, I experienced the pain of losing a loved one Around 2008, I began to discover my love for reading Around 2006, I made a big mistake, and others got in trouble Around 2010, I am excited for the things to come Around 2009, I was finally happier than I ever thought possible.

My second Poem is one that I wrote about cinqauians. Opposites of certain topics.

Smile Express yourself A show of happiness It is easy to do to show Smile

Frown Disappointment The pain inside of you The doubt, the pain, the anger Frown

Love Fill me with glee Caring, trust, joyful A feeling that is amazing Love

Hate The rage inside An act of betrayal Misery inside your pain Hate

Tears Embarrassing A show of emotion Problems for the world to see Tears

Joy A happy sign Now a pleasure to see Something to inspire the world Joy


 * This poem I wrote using a picture of a gargoyle, the picture was a really neat looking picture, it had so many angles that this poem could of took, I wanted an evil edge for mine, it seem to suit it better. **

From heaven to hell Is from which I fell Wings take flight With gruesome delight

A voice full of power A height that will tower A desire to kill As I enjoy the thrill

Standing tall As they all fall Face filled with fear As they shed their last tear

Body of steel Built for evil Scars of the past I face at last

The anger I hold As I crush your soul The rage within The terror will begin

As the angels fall We demons climb the wall A life of immortality Becomes their reality


 * This is an essay I wrote using imagery, I tried to come up with the best descriptions I could, of what was going on during those horrible minutes of the twin tower attack. **

The first thing you think of when you think about the twin towers is how tall they stood, and that they represented this country. Then you think about the day of September 11th, when the sound of planes was overhead, to low to the ground, then the devastating crash of the plane in to the towers. The sound of screams and cries for people as the building smokes and starts flaming, then the second plane hit the other one. Both of them burning with the hate countries have for the US. The smell of fire, and the sound of people jumping to their death. The smell of death all around, the sound of the structure of the building becoming weaker, not strong enough to hold anymore, the defying sound of the first one to fall, and collapse to the ground. The tear struck faces, of people there, the sobs of agony. People scared and confused. The smell of burning flesh, people still jumping A dusty fallen haze that has surrounded the area, hard to breathe, debris and dust everywhere, People running to safety, people running to save those who they can try to save in the remaining building, Pieces of the country falling to the ground, trying to destroy our hope, but actually bringing us closer together in unison.


 * I am currently undecided about what I want to do with my life. We had to write a poem about what we wanted to do, well I didn’t know, so I wrote about me being undecided, and how I knew that I wanted to help people, I just wasn’t sure on how I wanted to that. **

So Many Options to To choose from. Many Desires

Wanting to do Something Important with My life, something That brings joy And happiness to Others, who need, Cheering up, who Need hope and faith. A job worth getting Up in the morning For. Undecided on Undecided Which job would be sure yet, i'm Best for me, thinking Chose from, not Hard and debating on So many options to What i’m mostly looking For in the job I choose making a difference My mind keeps changing changing lives From one topic to the next constructing yourself So many options so many in the process Desires Conflicting resources

This is a small story about when I first met my dog, Chico. I wrote this in her perspective of her seeing me. My owners are home, and they brought someone new with them. A little girl, with orange hair and glasses. She sees me and smiles. A pretty smile the little girl has, they all start talking and the girl sits on the floor and calls my name. “Chico” She knows me, yet I don’t remember seeing her. She pets me though, and we are playing tug a war with my rope. She is very nice, I like her, and I hope she comes around more. They stay a few hours, me and the girl getting to know each other; she pets me and plays with me. When she leaves I am sad. It is the next day and I am excited to come out of my room and see the little girl again, this time she has my leash, I start wagging my tail, I am so excited that I cant control my excitement. She comes everyday for a long time, and every time she says goodbye, I wish I could go with her. I realized to myself that I love this little girl, and she is my best friend.