I see her every once in a while. I see her in the photos she's not included in anymore. I see her in my father's tattoo, in between his shoulder blades. I see her in the empty chair at family gatherings. I see her in the bracelet that I never take off. I see her …
My Home: Edit
My house is not grandiose It's not your traditional picket fence A green lawn with garden gnomes No, it is apartment like, but it's home My house is small but not cramped Cozy one might say Warm in the winter and cool in the summers My room is my favorite part of the house Because …
Iced
A beautiful snow takes the land outside the window. It lands ever so delicately on the branches, being careful as to not wake the trees. Each snowflake dances with the wind creating a beautiful duet. At least until the breeze becomes bored and drops the flake into a pile of itself. The snowfall quickens, prints …
My Home
My house is not grandiose It's not your traditional picket fence A green lawn with garden gnomes No, it's apartment like, but it's home My house is small but not cramped Cozy one might say Warm in the winter and cool in the summers My room is my favorite part of the house Because in …
Where I’m From
I am from Couch from candles and spoons I am from the plants in the corner (brilliant greens and fresh air) I am from the cacti The large standing oak Whose long gone limbs I remember As if they where my own I am from blue elephants and chocolate eyes Alfonzo and Miriam I am …
Oman’s Oats
Today's assignment is to write something using a 'Bizarre' Writing style. I have picked commercial scripts. In 6th grade, we where assigned a country, and we had to make a cereal box based off it. I got Oman. Commercial for Oman's Oats The scene opens with a kid coming down the stairs from his bedroom. …
Beach Day
The car door opened for Carter and he leaps onto the seat. His tail thumped loudly against the worn leather; his collar jingling happily. He barked at the couple organizing the trunk with the beach day equipment. The two people looked up, smiling at the dog. The brunette reached over the backseat, giving the Lab …
It’s Nothing
Her eyes snapped open. All she could see was white. After a moment, she noticed the rotation of her ceiling fan. She sat up in bed, scanning her room. She paused, squinting at the clothes piled on her chair, before moving on. Nothing seemed out of place, but something had woken her. She swung her …
My Fantasy Dream Home
Edit So, this assignment is about imagery. I had to pick a book and find all seven types of imagery. I chose Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets because the series has a special place in my heart. I have to write a story about a wizard, what their home would look like, and …
My Thing
Revised Apparently I wrote this too early, so my teacher had me edit it. Nothing really changed, so no need to reread it. We read Jonathan Livingston Seagull in L.A. and... it was interesting. If you haven't, I would recommend it. It's a pretty odd book, but I was entertained. Basically, the book is about …
Never Stop Learning 