Free-write

Yesterday I had an ok day I didn’t do much I went to group and sat there doing absolutely nothing but writing and then I went home. I was sad after group because of all the things they were talking about it all brought back a lot of horrible memories and I was really upset but then, Heather came along and we were talking and walking around campus till eight thirty afterward we both went home I talked to my sister Jess and I might go on pass this weekend or the next and then I was happy. I did my chores and all the regular things I do before I go to sleep and then I finally went to sleep like at ten thirty.

To Ms. Priester

Dear Ms. Priester ,
I’m really sincerely sorry that I’ve been late to your class for the last two weeks. I know it affects my grade, which in the future will affect my life and my career, maybe, most likely, but, even though it affects me more than anybody else in my life, I know you get mad at me for coming into class late and I’m so very sorry but, lately everything seems to be going wrong in the mornings. Here are my excuses that I know you’re going to love to read, for example, one time I was leaving my house and, I realized I was missing my shoes. So then I went back to get them then I went to the office, then I was late. Yesterday my clothes decided to not fit me for the day and I was so mad, and then I had to go to the office, so I was late again. I am late to your class because, I always have to go to the office before third period which is your period so that’s why I am always late to your class if I don’t got to the office then a supervisor/manager decides to make a big deal out of it because, I didn’t get a snack. Regardless, of my excuses I am very sorry that I am always late.

JFK timeline

Chelsea M. on Dipity.

The earthquake hit yesterday April, 04, of 2010 it was about 3:40 in the afternoon and I wasn’t expecting it to happen, the day was bright, calm and relaxing. The feeling wasn’t strange to me. The ground shook it felt like that of an elevator when it goes down and shakes a little it lasted for a couple of seconds, even though it is very immature of me to have done this my reaction to my housemates was a burst of laughter because they were over-reacting over the whole thing, it was also very stupid of me because, my next reaction was to run outside laughing at all the girls that were screaming that they were going to die. Now, I am very scared for the people that are really close to the places like, Calexico and Mexicali, because there has been lots of aftershocks and I wouldn’t want them to go through a major disaster.

10 second sound off

Yesterday I went outside and that was pretty much it. At night time though, when it was roomtime. Abby and I were really bored so I started making these weird noises and then, Abby was screaming and making some really weird nioses it sounded like she was dying so then we started laughing really weird and we started laughing even more then our staff came in to the room, basically told us to shut up so we went to sleep

Cyber predators.

If my friend told me that he or she were planning to or going to meet up with somebody they have only met at an online chat or something similar online, I would talk to them privately about the dangerous that could be caused by doing something like this and if that wouldn’t work I would slap them back into their senses after that if they still decide to do it I would just say goodbye and hope to see them soon and if something happens to them and they go missing then I guess I would tell the whole truth about what happened that’s all I would do honestly.

Lord Of The Flies Poem

Somewhere over the darkened curve of the world the sun and the moon were pulling, and the film of water on the earth planet was held, bulging slightly on one side while the solid core turned Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
The beast struggled forward, broke the ring and fell over the steep edge of the rock to the sand by the water.
Here invisible yet strong, was the taboo of old life.
The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble
That was murder