Learning to Walk

I was young,
I could barely crawl.
Holding their hands,
every step of the way.
They walked on their own,
heads held high.

I am older,
I can barely walk.
Sometimes I slip, my foundation still weak.
Insecure and shaky,
but I will grow.

I will be older,
I will walk tall.
Independant and secure,
my foundation will be strong.
Their heads held high,
and so is mine.

Oh, The Places You'll Go!

Title: Oh, The Places You'll Go!

Author of Book: Dr. Seuss

No author's bio

The cover shows a small boy standing on top of a large swirly structure with lots of pastel colors.

# of pages: 44

Characters: a small boy with no name, people and creatures in the background art

Describe the Settings: weird unusual places with weird creatures and bright colors.

Summarize the book: The author is trying to teach children about life. He talks about going in the right direction, always moving forward, and it's ok to be alone sometimes. That although life is scary, you will succeed.

Does this book...

Have animals as characters? yes

Use rhyme? yes

Teach a lesson of some kind? yes

Have monsters or creatures? yes

Have kids as characters? yes
Have adults as characters? yes
Use humor? yes
Have illustrations? yes
Use color? yes
Use actual photos? no
Have a more sentimental/lovey tone? yes
Lots of words per page? no

One word or phrase repeated throughout? yes

Favorite Line:

All Alone! Whether you like it or not,

Alone will be something

you'll be quite a lot.

This book is appropriate for all ages, I think as a child you read it and think of going on adventures and seeing the world, but when you get older, you see how life really turns out and actually understand what dr. Seuss was trying to say.
I would have liked this book as a kid because I've always loved Dr. Seuss and the way he can put important messages into easy to understand books for children.

This Is...

This is us.

My mom looks

with her big blue eyes

into her daughter's

and see's herself.

her heart in her hands

my feet in mine

she's filled with love

it fills me too.

This is family.

Photo Hunt

Someone who has taught you something or helped you somehow

My best friend vanessa, who left class just to take this picture, has helped me with so much. I've told her everything since we met in freshman year, and she's always talked me through all my problems. Through boy drama and fights, we've stuck together through it all. I don't know where i'd be without her there. #calleachotherboo

Something beautiful

I've always liked the rocks they have in the science wing. I think they're so pretty because they're just natural, it became sparkly and colorful all by itself and I really like that. #purplequartz

 Something round

Found a large slice of a tree trunk in the science wing. I like the big cut out of it, now it looks like pac man. #notalottosayaboutapieceofwood

Something from nature.
This is a picture of leaves that fell from the tree outside, even though they're dead, they look so pretty. With all their golds, reds, and yellows they just represent fall and thanksgiving. They make me remind me of raking piles of leaves and jumping into them with my siblings. #totalwhitegirlwholovesfall

Something a kid would notice.
Paper animals hanging from the ceiling on colored string. I thought kids would like to watch them spin around in the air, but i don't really know. #kidsareweird

Something that remidns me of Kickapoo. The Chiefs plaque in the new student center. Freshman year all the older kids told us rumors that if you stepped on it then a bunch of seniors would come beat you up. So for the rest of the year everyone would be careful to step around it just in case any seniors were watching. #nooneactuallygotbeatupthough

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An interesting angle

I like this picture of my keyboard because of the angle, everything gets small and blury towards the back of the picture but at the front it's very clear and sharp. #keyboardsinthelab

Something handwritten

well, now its painted, but they hand wrote it on the wall so that counts #justtryingtofinish

Something that looks like a face

The dot in the center is an eye and the big curve under it is his mouth open wide, its a profile view. #monsterface

Iconic Images of 2000's

I didn’t understand the significance of the date 9/11. It was seventh grade when i looked on the board in Math and saw the date written on the top corner, underneath a small phrase about hope. I was so confused, what was so special about this date? And then after the announcements, my tall blonde teacher with sad eyes turned on the projector and played a video. Footage and photos of something so tragic and incredible, how could something like this ever happen? And how come I'd never heard about it? I kept quiet, in shock. Some girls whispering to each other, boys making inappropriate remarks. I still don't understand why boys make jokes out of such serious issues, but I guess that's a different topic. When I went home that day I told my dad I’d never heard of 9/11 before, he got angry and said Allison that is ridiculous of course you have. Big things like that make him uncomfortable to talk about it, I can tell, so I just dropped the subject. Since then, every year my mom and I watch 9/11 documentaries when they come on. I think getting more information about a subject like this is painful but it makes it easier to understand. Although I’ve learned so much about what happened, there’s still so much I don’t get. I’ve read a lot of articles talking about how the terrorist organization that did this has nothing to do with the place we went to war with, that President George Bush used people’s fear of terrorism as a tool to get re-elected, start a war, etc. I don’t like politics sometimes. Even though it’s been four years since that day in seventh grade, I feel just as uneducated about what happened on 9/11.

Halloween Stories

The people in my group were Taylor, Bo, Allie, and Makenzie. I really liked all of their stories. Taylor's was written to seem like it was an episode of Supernatural which i thought was really interesting, I'd like to write an episode for my favorite tv show. Bo's was so creepy and mysterious as usual, probably the scariest story i read out of the group. Allie's had the most interesting back story, instead of just having a random bad guy going after a random person, she told you the reason the dead mermaid person was there. Makenzie's was so well written and the part where the main character died at the end was so intense! All of their stories were so good!

This halloween I was going to go to a bonfire and camp out there, but my friend's plans ended up being canceled and I don't want her to be all alone on halloween so I'm going to hang out with her instead.

Horror Story Rough Draft

The music was blaring through the radio. I'd spent all day driving this car trying to get back home. Now it's so dark and quiet outside I can barely keep my eyes open. I try and turn the music up louder to stay awake. Flipping through the stations I stop on the news. Listening to this "Emergency Broadcast", an older man with an odd voice begins speaking in a monotone voice. "Attention. At midnight this evening, an inmate of the Greene County Prison has escaped. He is presumed to be armed and dangerous, and will be fleeing town as fast as possible. If you have any information of his whereabouts, contact the police. Thank You." Chills trickle down my spine as I try to focus on the road. The moon seemed so bright hanging over the long fields next to me. The long empty road seemed to go on forever, only an hour left. Even after making this road trip once a month, it still seems just as long and boring as it had the first time. Just stay focused.
Hours seemed to go by while I just stared straight ahead, half asleep. Then suddenly I notice something, someone. They stood in the middle of the road in a long trench coat and no shoes waving their hands trying to flag me down. I begin to press the brakes and pull over beside him. His long greasy hair pulled back from his face, showing his dark eyes and his odd crooked teeth. He smiled and said "I know it's late, and I’m terribly sorry, but can I have a ride back into town. My car broke down not far from here and I just can't find a payphone anywhere." I stopped and thought. Could I really leave some man in the middle of nowhere, especially with a mad murderer on the loose? What are the chances another car would come by and help?
"....Ok, you can come in. It's only about twenty minutes away anyway." He smirks and slowly makes his way to the car. He reached out to grab the handle with a long scrawny hand, a small bit of blood stained his hand. Must be from his car. Although he's a little tired looking and in desperate need of a shower, he seems sort of put together. And he has a way of talking so smooth and certain, like he’s very sure of himself. "My name’s Harry Fisher, wha-"
"Do you know who I am?" He turns and stares at me with an odd smirk on his face and an almost wild look in his eyes. My heart starts racing, oh no.
***
Mrs. Fisher sits at the kitchen waiting for him to come home. He was supposed to be home hours ago, where is he? She stares out the window and taps her foot on the tile beneath the table. Every month he drives back from North Carolina, and not once has he ever been later than 1 a.m.

Suddenly headlights come up in the drive way. Her husband slowly steps out of the car and walks towards the front door. He reaches his scrawny hand up to the door and knocks. That’s odd, she thought, he should have a key. She gets up and opens the door for him and see’s the perfect face she fell in love with. “What took you so lo-“

“I’m going to bed” he said in a smooth voice. “Oh ok, I guess it is pretty late.”

He follows her down the hall into their bedroom and lays next to her on their queen bed. She rolls over and says Goodnight. Harry keeps making noise behind her, and then suddenly something falls onto the floor beside the bed. She looks down to see what has fallen. The skin from her husband’s face lay next to the bed. She slowly turns to see a man with wild eyes and an odd smirk.

“Do you know who I am?”