dear. yellow card.
first draft
When I saw your face the first time, I was so nervous that I can't breath anymore. It was the dormitory gate where I met you. And I got you. But I hate you. You always smile to me. But I always hate you.
you asked to me, what is my name, my class and my room number.
Before I got you, you were just an sheet of colored paper. But, after I got you, you were filled with my information! You remembered all of mine. You 'll not forget me but I want to forget you. Go away and never come to me again! I wished...

never come to me plz yellow paper
When you were not with me, I had a really good time and I believe that this great time will last ever, ever, ever, ever, and ever. But, you came to me without any signs or warns. You came to me with so sounds of footsteps, and no sounds of whisper. You just jumped in my heart.
I hate you like burglar
Why I met you again? Why I need to see you again? I want to throw you away! I want you to be hands of ash. I want to RIP you.
I want you put in the fire.
If I throw you in to the fire, you might change your cloth with red color. You 'll rush to me, and I 'll get some red cards. I want to see you with green dress. And I'll be a good friend with you.
From your neighborhood Steve.
Hi!
답글삭제This is nice ode to the yellow card. You have to use more personifications and metaphors to make your ode more poetic. Keep working hard~
-Yongwook, Oh (Writing TA)