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Ms. Madison

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My Interests

I love to sing! i write amazing short stories, monologues, and poetry. I would definitely consider myself a party girl. if it's a club or a nice grown and sexy lounge, I'm there! I'm very spontaneous and am usually down for pretty much anything (Depending!!!!!!!!!!) Lol I just like to live life as if everday was my last!


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Music:

All reggae!!!!!!rah rah!!!!!!!! and some hip hop and R&B if I wanna Lean wit it or rock wit it! Oh yeah we can't forget soca

Movies:

I'm definitely a horror flick chick! Any thing directed by Steven King! Ex: Pet cemetary, The shining, night walkers...etc.

Television:

I like the discovery channel, Making the band, and project Runway.

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www.myheritage.com

Books:

Any poetry book, Addicted, Sex chronicles 1 & 2 (what can't a shory be a little freaky Lol), Fly girl (old school) and The Coldest Winter Ever


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Heroes:

My Mother and My father (RIP) and my Best Friend Alaina My PrayersDaddy, I know you€™re watching over me, Holding, guiding, keeping me, Blessing me and leading me, Sheltering me and feeding me€I saw you when I cried one night, When I was down, and I was out, When my eyes were swollen, Dried to drought! But still you told me not to pout, Not to scream, and not to shout!You give me the strength when I am weak, When I€™m lost at words and cannot speak,I see you there, I know you€™re here, I feel your presence, your glow, your glare- And then I stare€To the heavens I know you€™re watching over me, Holding me€guiding me, Keeping me, leading me, Sheltering and feeding me€Just thank you daddy, I€™ll see you soon, Just keep me steady, and hold my room. I love you more and more each day, These are the loving words I pray. Amen!Ms. Ebony M. Madison In loving memory of Mr. Sparky Farmer Sunset Jan. 30, 2000


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My Blog

This is real talk!

This is written in real talk... Imagine...living with someone you thought you knew... Someone that you thought that you would live the rest of your life with... And finding out that they arent who you...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 09:45:00 PST

A teenage Memory

A teenage Memory      Pot tops clanked as I entered the kitchen passing through the beads hanging in the doorway.  "My mutha cooked"  "Shh! you are so loud", I whispered ...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 07:33:00 PST

This is my favorite short story that I’ve written-Invasion

Invasion       I tried to wake this nigga up, but he pushed me away.  "Baby, somebodys in the fucking house! Get up!" I could hear the heavy footsteps easing up the woode...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 03:10:00 PST

Short story- I loves me a hood nigga!

        My day was so great.  Everything seemed to go my way.  It was sunny outside, work was cool, I was even able to stay up in class tonight.  And ...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:50:00 PST

The Deep Blue Me-My monologue/My life/True story

Deep Blue Me/Monologue       With my back against the wall I can smell the fear in my own breath, and I feel trapped to the cobbwebbs along the corners, and I feel one with th...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:30:00 PST

Twisted

Twisted        She stood over the toilet with watery eyes, as tear drops fell into the swirling pool.  She got down on one knee as she heaved yesterdays breakfa...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:06:00 PST

Check out my short story-Sliced Fruit

Sliced Fruit              She was running as fast as she could, nearly falling on her face on numerous occassions.  "You can't run from ...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 10:24:00 PST

Embrace

Embrace   The feeling of liveliness wrapped in a bouquet of negligence. The obligation to the irreliveant that we find permissable but tangible- To break it down we embrace nothing more than a t...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 03:10:00 PST

Fresh

Fresh   Like stepping on broken glass, Bleeding like fragrant jasmine, Tickling like the funny, It's real as life itself.   Burning like open flame, Broken wound filled with salt grai...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 02:28:00 PST

What I do!

What I do! I love what I do-I love the laughter and the joy they bring to me- So frustrated-sometimes I want to pull out my hair, but I love my job. They pee and poop on themselves and smell like weir...
Posted by Ms. Madison on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:51:00 PST