Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Story

The long scar just below his left eye was very long and jagged. I am so immature just staring at him. I have nothing else to do i am stuck in an airport. I wish my mom would have come with me i hate being here by myself. I didn't even want to go in the first place but I guess I would have to meet my real father some day. My mom said he put onions in everything he cooks. I hate onions.
Apparently, my father is a big college professor at Harvard. He's got all the credentials to be a lawyer but he wanted to teach. Ok, so i know you are supposed to be like your parents but it's weird. I had decided 2 years ago that i wanted to be a teacher before I even knew that my "dad" wasn't my father. I was so heart-broken that day.
I looked over at the mysterious man and he was staring at me. I looked away hoping he hasn't seen me staring at him. I looked back to see if he was still looking at me and he was gone. I squinted to the corner and saw him talking to a woman with a gun to her back. Before i knew everyone was screaming and i was on the ground and I couldn't feel anything. I woke up to an attendant shaking me telling me my flight was boarding.






Swine Flu

The swine flu is supposedly an epidemic. Every year the flu season comes around and people die from it too. I think everyone is making too big of a deal about it. I wish I was still in Fort Worth so I wouldn't be in school right now.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

How Teachers Have Affected My Life

My junior year was one of the hardest in my life, I was being rebellious and childish because I couldn't deal with the problems I was having at home. My mom grounded me a couple days before Christmas and I was so angry that I can't even remember why. I left home to live with my sister. I smoked a lot of weed and did a little coke. When Christmas was over I came back to school not really trying because the only reason I wasn't home schooled last year was because my mom was the one who wanted to watch me walk across the stage. Mrs. Evans called my mom after talking to me about how I wasn't living at home and how I wasn't going to try anymore. My mom really wanted me back home and I would have never moved back if it wouldn't have been for Mrs. Evans. When my mom came to pull me out of school because I had gotten very sick and I had already missed many days of school, I was very sad and I know Mrs. Evans had been too. When I decided that I wanted to graduate and came to get my schedule it was Mrs. Evans who had circled grade 12 and written go to the cafeteria to get your senior pics taken. Mrs. Evans touched my life and made me want to be a teacher along with Mrs. Inman, because they had shown so much interest in me and wanted to help. I am thankful for Mrs. Evans caring about me or I would have been a high school drop-out just like my mother thought I might be.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Senior Year

Senior year is finally here
I almost want to sing or cheer
Never thought I would make it
Or graduate I must admit
The end is very near
And from this town I will disappear
I will come back every now and again
To make sure my mother hasn't gone insane
I will miss nothing and no one
My own life will just have begun
I WILL live out my dreams and aspirations
No matter how hard the complications
Here's to senior year
I can't believe it's here

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

I'm not innocent

I would try my hardest to convince them I was a witch especially if I was like the third or fourth person accused. My letter would consist of cursing everyone in the town. I would tell everyone that I had been inside them while they slept. I wouldn't try to prove my innocence because I would have seen how they treated the others. I would then pray to God when I was hung and go to heaven a happy person.

Friday, February 27, 2009