Chapter 1: First day of school
Skiro
I woke up to my mom's voice saying “get up, Its your first day of school!”,as she woke me up from a nice dream. I opened my eyes and then waited for for my mom to leave the room. Then I got up in the room that was still new to me. I had only been in Spanish Fort a week so everything still looked strange. Reaching into my suitcase,I got out a pink T-shirt and jean shorts. After putting them on I went into the bathroom,peed,and then looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I smiled at the nice tan I got from going to the beach earlier that week. Seeing my messy,long,black hair, I started to braid it. When it was through,I looked at the clock and was shocked! I had to go! So I ran out the door just in time to catch the bus!
Murphy
I was sitting in a corner of the lunchroom,waiting for the bell.
It was chaos in there, but that was to be expected from the first day of being a Junior in high school. Everyone was excited and catching up with their friends.
I looked at the table in front of the empty one I was sitting at. Savannah,my only friend, was sitting with her new,popular friends. She waved for me to sit with her but I shook my head. I would have sat with her except I saw the other girls faces and knew that they wouldn't welcome a dude over to their table unless he was hot and dating one of them.
So instead I looked over at the boys table where all the football players sat. The brothers,Tony and Robert, were sitting there. Tony was the Runner-back and Robert was the Quarterback. Tony had a new buzz cut that I thought made his head look big but he was still very good looking. With his dark blue eyes,shining white teeth,and tanned skin, everyone had to agree that he was the hottest guy in school-and he knew it. He was smiling and winking at almost every girl that passed. I would have fainted if he ever looked at me that way. NO! I said firmly in my head I am a boy who should like girls, not thinking of football players!
I looked away quickly and started to pick at my nails. But,of course, my mind went back to Tony. I remembered how last year his short brown hair had fell around his face. Its what made me get the same style hair, but over the summer I didn't cut my hair so it was now long and wavy. I could not think to do anything else with my blond hair but put it in a ponytail.
Then a busload of teens came into the the lunchroom. Most of them were in younger classes and the ones that were Juniors I recognized as they found their group of friends. And then someone very different and new walked in.
Skiro
I woke up to my mom's voice saying “get up, Its your first day of school!”,as she woke me up from a nice dream. I opened my eyes and then waited for for my mom to leave the room. Then I got up in the room that was still new to me. I had only been in Spanish Fort a week so everything still looked strange. Reaching into my suitcase,I got out a pink T-shirt and jean shorts. After putting them on I went into the bathroom,peed,and then looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I smiled at the nice tan I got from going to the beach earlier that week. Seeing my messy,long,black hair, I started to braid it. When it was through,I looked at the clock and was shocked! I had to go! So I ran out the door just in time to catch the bus!
Murphy
I was sitting in a corner of the lunchroom,waiting for the bell.
It was chaos in there, but that was to be expected from the first day of being a Junior in high school. Everyone was excited and catching up with their friends.
I looked at the table in front of the empty one I was sitting at. Savannah,my only friend, was sitting with her new,popular friends. She waved for me to sit with her but I shook my head. I would have sat with her except I saw the other girls faces and knew that they wouldn't welcome a dude over to their table unless he was hot and dating one of them.
So instead I looked over at the boys table where all the football players sat. The brothers,Tony and Robert, were sitting there. Tony was the Runner-back and Robert was the Quarterback. Tony had a new buzz cut that I thought made his head look big but he was still very good looking. With his dark blue eyes,shining white teeth,and tanned skin, everyone had to agree that he was the hottest guy in school-and he knew it. He was smiling and winking at almost every girl that passed. I would have fainted if he ever looked at me that way. NO! I said firmly in my head I am a boy who should like girls, not thinking of football players!
I looked away quickly and started to pick at my nails. But,of course, my mind went back to Tony. I remembered how last year his short brown hair had fell around his face. Its what made me get the same style hair, but over the summer I didn't cut my hair so it was now long and wavy. I could not think to do anything else with my blond hair but put it in a ponytail.
Then a busload of teens came into the the lunchroom. Most of them were in younger classes and the ones that were Juniors I recognized as they found their group of friends. And then someone very different and new walked in.
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that you have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement Day coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that you have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement Day coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
"What? New Hampshire?" Hillishia said. "But that's far away." "Nah! You're movie stars! You can buy your plane tickets in a snap!" Mr. Higgsten said. The dark and empty stage was very dark and eerie when it was silent. So it was silent as Ponya thought."Well I guess I can squeeze it in. How long will we be there?" Ponya asked. "Just to do some final touches so I'm guessing about a few days." Ponya turned to Hillishia. "It's ok! We can go to New Hampshire and come back in time to see the opening night!" Ponya said. "We'll go!" Hillishia said.......................sorry I had to make the article longer............................................... Zaqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq....................
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a fish on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with fish hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The fish hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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an aging man, caught like a fish on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with fish hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The fish hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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Rosella
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.
"Have a good day sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my books to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
"Have a good day sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my books to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
