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The Mockinjay's Song *open* Aug 30, 2010 12:22:28 GMT -5

Post by clovegoodshot on Aug 30, 2010 12:22:28 GMT -5

~Clove Goodshot

"As I sing a little song, and the song sings back to me, I feel the love from the song, and the lyrics set me free, As I sing a little song and the song sings back to me, IIIIIII sing a little song and the music sets me free."

It doesn't take long for the Mockingjay's the take up my fathers song. They match the pitches of G and A Flat perfectly, hitting every note with ease in their high tune voice. I think of when my father thought me that song, when I turned 5, and I loved it, I would sing it to the Mockingjay's every day.

But of course everything ends and my mother got angry when I sang, because she could never sing, and hearing my voice killed her on the inside. Well, I miss singing, so every once and a while, my father and I come out to this Meadow, and sing, but today, it is just me.

I love hearing the voice of the Mockingjay's, so I sing another.

"The voice inside my head goes tick tock tick tock the voice inside my head says baby sing! The voice inside my head says just an hour, just a minute, until I see you again! Oh the voice inside my head is just a flower, just a clock, ticking away the days until our lips lock, the voice inside my head says just wait, until the date the voice inside my head just says to sing!"

That one is one of my personal favorites. I taught myself that one, when I heard my father sing it, and I memorized the song.

There are no disturbances in the air now, just a soft wind that whispers,"sing, Clove, sing", inspiring me to release the sweet sound from my throat. It seems like the grass and the flowers sway to the beat of each song that I sing, changing every time.

I wonder, if someone hears me, if someone likes hearing me sing, if someone is watching me right now, hoping I sing again, but I stop for a minute, and listen to the Mockingjay's pick up my tune.

"Until I see you again. . . ."

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The Mockinjay's Song *open* Aug 30, 2010 13:05:52 GMT -5

Post by peanutpie on Aug 30, 2010 13:05:52 GMT -5

Luccinia Pinna

I made my way across the pastures, hearing someone singing. To birds... I shuddered, thinking about the attack that left the nasty scar on my arm. I hate mockingjays and nightengales, too closely related to even tolerate. I walked along the path that was lined with stones and thought, maybe just maybe, I could escape now, drop the package and make a run for it. But no, I had to deliever my moms famous handmade soap to Mr. Freyagahns, the crazy who lives a few blocks away from the shop/house. He loves soap and company, so I guess my Mother wanted to shoo me away so she could make a nightengale sale without it going crazy at looking at me.

I kept on walking, wielding the package. Finally, I came to the small clearing where the voice was coming from. A girl, was singing to the mockingjays. I avoided the birds, which looked at me with a cocked head. "Hello," I said, walking past the girl, with her raised arms. I walked a little father past the clearing, when I ran into something. I donnt know what the heck it was, all I knew was that it hurt. I stood up, fumbling with the package.

I am sure the mockingjays were snickering with laughter.

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The Mockinjay's Song *open* Aug 30, 2010 15:11:58 GMT -5

Post by clovegoodshot on Aug 30, 2010 15:11:58 GMT -5

Well, I was right! A girl walks by me less than five minutes later, but she ignores me for the most part. Hmmmm. Usually people stay to here me sing. Maybe she doesn't hear me.

I increase my volume to the max that it will go, but she ignores me, if you could say that, because she hits a tree. Ow. That must have hurt, a lot. She falls to the ground. More ow. I rush over to help the girl, but I don't stop singing.

"OMG Are you okay?", I ask the girl. I help her to her feet, and observe her. She is pretty. I think we might be friends, maybe. I think of the time I lost my hand and a girl found me, and saved my life, she is now my best friend.