Love Story

I sat in my room and paused my video game and searched the room for my cell phone. I grabbed it and dialed my girlfriend Sarah’s number. I really wanted to talk to her.

"Hello?” she answered.

“Hey hun, how are you? I replied.

“Okay… you?”

“Is something wrong?”

 “No, I’m just a little stressed out.”

“Oh ok. Well do you want to go to the movies tonight to get your mind off everything?”

“Can’t. I have a doctor’s appointment.”

“For what?”

“I just have to get a couple shots.”

“Oh ok.”

“Yeah……..”

“Well I’ll see you at school tomorrow”.

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye.”

“Wait.”

“Yeah?”

“How much do you love me?”

“More than anything in the world.”

“Really?”

“Of course, why?”

Silence filled the air.

“Are you sure your ok?”

“Yeah. I’m fine” she insisted.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“I hope so.”

“I have a question.”

“Hit me.”

“How much do you care about me?”

“More than you could imagine.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmmmm.”

“Thanks.”

“Sure.”

“Would you die for me?”

“I would take a bullet for you Sarah, I love you.

“Awwww, thanks.”

“Well I’ll talk to you later.”

“Yup. See you at school.”

“Ok bye.”

“Bye.”

It was the next day and I was sitting on the bus on my way to school. I was really anxious to see Sarah. After the talk last night I became a little worried about her. We got to school and I hopped off the bus and ran inside. When I got to my locker my best friend Josh was standing there.

“Hey” he said.

“Hey Josh, what’s up?”

“Not much. You?”

“Not much. Have you seen Sarah anywhere man, I’ve been dying to see her ever since our talk last night. I asked.

“No actually I haven’t seen her for 2 days, is she ok?”

“I think so, at least that’s what she said.”

“I’ll probably call her after school again.”

“Okay bro, see ya later.”

“Bye.”

After school when I got home I immediately called Sarah.

-ring-ring-ring

“Hello?”

“Hey.”

“Hi, what’s up?”

“Why weren’t you at school today?”

“I was at the doctor again.”

“Are you sick?”

“Ummmm….. I have to go my mom’s on the other line”.

“I’ll wait….” I explained.

“Look Kyle I think we need to break up.”

“What?!?”

“It’s the best thing to do right now.”

“Why?”

“Goodbye Kyle.”

She hung up on me, great. I decided to call Josh. I needed to tell him about me and Sarah.

-ring-ring-ring-

“Hello?”

“Hey dude, it’s Kyle.”

“Oh hey, what’s up?”

“I called Sarah.”

“Yeah what did she say?”

“She broke up with me.”

“Really?”

“Mhmmm.”

“Sorry man.”

“It’s fine, it’s just I don’t know why she’s acting so weird.”

“Well you know girls man, sometimes they can have the biggest mood swings, she’ll befine in a couple of days.”

“What do you mean she’ll be fine, she’s not sick or anything.”

“Yes she is, she checked into the hospital yesterday, didn’t she tell you?”

“Ummmm… no, what’s wrong with her?”

“You should probably go visit her.”

“Why? Can’t you tell me?”

“It would be best if you went and visit her Kyle.”

“Ok, I’ll call you later bro.”

“Ok bye.”

I got my mom to drive me to the hospital and see Sarah. When we got there my mom sat down in the silenced waiting room and I went to the front desk.

“I would like to see Sarah Bentley please.”

“Sure, Room 114, follow me.”

I followed the lady to Room 114 she opened the door for me and left us alone. Sarah was laying in her hospital bed and turned her head to see me.

“What are you doing here?”she asked.

“I’m here to see you and figure out what’s going on, you told me you weren’t sick.”

“I know, I didn’t want you to know, who told you?”

“Josh but that doesn’t matter, what’s wrong with you?”

“I have cancer and I’m on life support,” she explained.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry,” I wiped a tear from my face.

“I wanted to tell you. But I couldn’t.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Because I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never hurt me.”

“I love you more than anything. I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you,” she cried.

“I love you too but why did you break up with me?”

“Young man, visiting hours are over,” the nurse exclaimed.

The boy leaves her and later that night she is taken off of life support and dies. The next day Kyle was found on the ground in the woods with a gun in his hand. In the other hand lay a note. It read….

“I told her I would take a bullet for her, just like she said she would die for me.”

Regards, 

Kyle

Cyberbullying

Have you ever been bullied or harassed? If you have you're not alone. Many kids all around the world are being bullied right now, at this exact moment. The worst type of bullying happens online, cyber bullying. It's really easy for a bully to bully online because the bully isn't face to face with the victim, therefore its easier to talk mean and disrespectful. When  you're being bullied online you're most likely going to feel alone and like an outcast. This is when bullying becomes serious. What is said to the victim, stays with the victim for the rest of their life and after awhile they start to believe what's been said. They will feel like they aren't worth living or breathing. Of course they wouldn’t tell an adult because they're afraid to. Afraid they will get hurt by the bully. When really it would save their life.

Scarred at the Bus Stop

There I was standing in the rain, lonesome at my bus stop. It was cold and windy and I was drenched. I had my rain boots on and my jacket hood up. I looked up at the sky and sighed, wondering where the bus could be. It had been 10 minutes and I was starting to get a little worried. I shivered and started teetering back and forth. I quietly began to sing……

Rain, Rain,                                                                                                        

Go away.

Come again another day.

Rain, Rain,

Go awa….

All of a sudden someone grabbed me from behind. I whipped my head around to see who it was. It was a tall, brown haired, middle aged man. He stared right at me and my first instinct was to run. He tried to push me into his black Honda Accord. I was not going to let him kidnap me. I’d never be seen again. I kicked for dear life and finally got him in the shin to the point where he let go of me. I dropped my backpack and lunchbox and started sprinting down the road. I didn’t want to look back to see if he was chasing me because that would slow me down. Out of nowhere his black Honda pulled up and a different man got out of the car and pushed me into the backseat. In a matter of seconds I was tied up in rope and duct tape was covering my mouth. The man that grabbed me at the bus stop was driving and the other man was sitting in the passenger seat. The driver gave me an evil grin through the rear view mirror. At that moment, I was scarred for life.

The five-hour car ride was very silent, and the only noise was the two men whispering about me and how to keep me hidden. I was in shock. How could I let this happen? If the bus would have been there, I wouldn’t have gotten kidnapped. Now I have no idea how to escape. My parents probably have no clue that I’m gone. When school see’s that I’m missing, they’ll call my parents and then they’ll come searching for me. They must, before something bad happens.

We suddenly pull up a long black driveway up to a huge yellow house. The men get out of the car and open my door. They grabbed me from my wrists and dragged me to the old rusty front door. When we walked inside they sat me in the living room on a chair and said, “Stay here. Or I will shoot a gun to your ugly little forehead". I nod with a terrified expression. He finally walks off.  I just want to go home and see my family and be in a safe place. This is definitely not a safe place, especially living with two strangers. Who knows how long I’m going to be here. I spot the brown haired man walking towards me. Again he gives me a creepy grin. It really freaks me out when he smiles at me like that.

“Follow me. I will show you where you will be staying,” he said.

I nod again, afraid to speak and stand to my feet. We walk past the dining room and the kitchen and head up two flights of stairs. It looks like an attic. There’s only one room on this floor and he opens the door and pushes me in it. I fell to the ground and landed on my right arm. Who does this man think he is?

“You will stay in here all the time unless I tell you otherwise,” he spoke.

“Ok,” I said in a crackly voice.

He slams the door and leaves. I look around me. How am I supposed to fall asleep in this place? It feels like I’m locked up in jail cell. My room back home is comfortable and warm. A place I go to, to relax and hang out. This place is the exact opposite. There’s no windows and it’s dark and scary. I don’t even have any clothes here, what am I supposed to wear? I look at the wall beside me and I spot a wooden closet. I’m a little nervous to see what’s inside. I walk over to the closet and open the door.

“Ahhhhh,” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

There was a girl about my age lying dead in the closet. I was shaking and in complete shock.

“Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god,” I said to myself.

I bet these men did this to the poor girl. They probably kidnapped her too! I was really freaking out now. All of the pieces were fitting together. She probably stayed in this exact room! I need to get out of here. I need to get out of here right now. I hear footsteps coming up the steps. It’s the brown haired man.

“What’s all the screaming about?” he asked.

“Ummmmm there’s a girl in the closet and she’s dead.”

“Oh her? Yeah I forgot to mention not to go in the closet”.

“Did you kill her?”

“You’ll find out. Soon enough.”

Who Are You?

Remember when you were a kid,
and you had that one person
that you told everything to.
You did everything with,
and trusted completely?

The person you laughed with,

Over everything.

The one who understood you,

And had your back.

The person who walked in,

when everyone else walked out.
You shared your feelings, problems and ideas.
You were honest, loyal and kind.
You put them first,
and made sure they were happy.
But now they've betrayed you,
and you're not sure what to believe.
You loved them.
You trusted them.
Until you found out who they really were.

Dreams

Author's Note: I wrote this poem shortly after we watched the movie "Tangled" as a class in Language Arts. The movie mentioned a lot about dreams, so I attempted to write a poem about them. When I completed this poem I was very proud of it, it flows well together and sounds good overall, in my opinion at least. Hope you like it. Enjoy!

Everyone has a dream.

Children have a dream.

Adults have a dream.

I have a dream.

And you have a dream.

We are surrounded in dreams.

Dreams occur constantly.

During the day.

At night.

Sunrise.

And sunset.

We never stop dreaming.

There's always something we want,

But seems impossible to have.

Some dreams are so big,

That we see them as a fairy-tale.

If people went after their dreams,

Our world would be much happier.

Less greedy.

But we don't,

Because we are scared.

Weak.

And timid.

Those who follow their dreams.

Achieve them.

The ones who sit back and do nothing,

don’t.

Why have a dream if you're not even going to try to follow it?

You know what that is?

That's like having a brilliant idea and not telling anyone about it.

Ignoring your dreams,

is like giving up on a whole life's worth of opportunities.

Ignoring your dreams,

is foolish.

Best Friends (Response to "A Secret For Two"

Do you have a best friend? Someone you can always call when you’re scared or upset a person that is always there for you? Friendship isn’t limited to only humans; animals are a major impact in relationships. For some people, their pets are their best friends. Being with an animal for a long period of time can tend to become a very important friendship. In the story “A Secret for Two”, the 75 year old man, Pierre and his old horse Joseph have a very deep bond. They have been together for over 25 years going through the same specific route delivering milk. Every day was a struggle for Pierre and Joseph. They became more weak and tired every day. One day Jacques, Pierre’s boss, announced that Joseph had passed away in his sleep. Pierre was devastated. He had lost his best friend. Pierre cried for days but he knew there was nothing he could do. The hours went on and the days caught up and every minute was still and full of silence. Pierre found himself very lonely without Joseph.  

However, when Joseph died it proved to me that death isn’t always an unpleasant thing, in this story at least. Pierre was an old blind man and his whole life depended on his horse, Joseph. Pierre trained Joseph to walk the route and lead him to the houses to deliver milk. Joseph and Pierre practically shared their life. When Joseph was alive Pierre was happy all the time and excited to begin his route. But when Joseph had left it was as if Pierre’s soul went with him. Pierre was devastated. He cried for days on end, and felt that he had no purpose to go anywhere, do anything, or even live.

Thereafter, on one late afternoon, Jacques had told Pierre to take a day off because of his loss. Pierre started to limp across the street when all of a sudden a huge truck quickly ran over him. He was killed instantly. No one knew if Pierre had stepped out into the street on purpose or if he simply didn’t hear the truck coming his way. He was blind but he was certainly not deaf. He might’ve walked right in front of the truck on purpose because he didn’t like his life without Joseph and couldn’t do much because he couldn’t see. He wanted to die. It might’ve turned out that he accidently got hit and didn’t hear it but that seems very unlikely. Maybe the situation was just proving that without Joseph, Pierre can’t live on his own. Life is easier with friends on your side.

Seeing that, I conclude that this is a normal situation. I mean, pets are going to die sooner or later. Sure it’s not easy to get over the fact that they aren’t with you, but eventually you have to let go. No person likes to see their pet, let alone best friend die. Being with a pet for so long, can make them feel like a family member because they are so close. It’s just as hard with pets dying as it is friends and family members dying. Some people are willing to die for their close friends and family. They feel like they have no purpose in life without the ones they love. Just as Pierre and Joseph in this story. 

Therefore, you may argue that this a tragedy but the mode is surprisingly comedy. It’s not a funny story but it does match up in literary analysis. It begins in normalcy, a horse and a man delivering milk. The conflict of the story is that Joseph dies. The solution was when his boss, Jacque said that he could train a new horse and everything would be fine but Pierre refused. The story does go back to normalcy, in the end. You may think that a man dying and a horse dying is nowhere near a happy ending, but surprisingly the end is happy. Pierre wanted to die, and that’s what he got. He stepped in the street and got ran over, whether it was on purpose or not he died and that’s what he wanted. 

Clearly, pets are more than just animals off the street. They have everything a close friend will give you. When you’re with them you feel warmth, love, strength and power. They listen to you, communicate with you, share their feelings with you and no matter who you are or what you look like, they will always be there for you. They share their love for you twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. The longer you’re with them the more attached you two become. Your relationship will grow incredibly fast. But be aware, that when they have to leave, you have to let them go. It will be hard, but it will be for the best. You just have to know they are going in a safe, peaceful place. They will always have a place in your heart. They are your best friends.

Favorite Quote

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