Monday, February 27, 2012

"OMG my Hair" not "OMG the Fire"

Everything was perfect.
Don't know how that could be.
The sun so bright
The sand so warm
The water so beautiful
The breeze just right.
Even though our plane had just crashed
And there were no adults
It was going to be okay.
Somebody, Somehow, Someday 
would find us. 
I looked around.
It was a pretty big island
And it was beautiful.
With all the tall trees
And all the pink rocks.
We all just kind of stood there 
Thinking for a minute.
Looking around us
At our wonderful surroundings.
Yes, everything was perfect.
 Then we started talking.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

A Too Ordinary Day

Wake up. Put on some sweatpants and a T- shirt. Go down stairs, eat breakfast. Talk to Mom and Dad at breakfast. Go back up stairs and change into school uniform while Mom packs my lunch. Go back down stairs, and down the hall to Dad's office to tell him I'm leaving for school.  Knock on the door one, two, three, times. Wait one, two, three, four seconds for Dad to open the door.  Step into his big office for him to give me a hand shake, a pat on the shoulder, and tell me to stay alert in school and learn something.  Nod my head and say "Yes sir" as I step back out of the office, and back down the hall to meet Mom in the entry way. Give her a kiss on the cheek, grab my lunch.  Walk out the door down one, two, three, four, five steps. Walk to the end of the walk to take a right, and walk to the end of the block to wait for the bus.  Get on the bus when it comes. Go back one, two, three, four, five, six seats, and sit down. Get off the bus, and go to my locker. Grab my first period books, then second, third, fourth, lunch, fifth, sixth, seventh.  Get out of last class, and go to choir room for practice.  Sing for an hour, then walk outside to get picked up by Dad.  Talk on the way home, but try not to ask too many questions.  Go upstairs, and change back into sweats and a T- shirt for dinner.  Eat, Read for a couple of hours.  Walk down the hall again to Dad's office to tell him I'm going to bed.  Get a hand shake, a pat on the shoulder and asked if I learned something today.  Say "Yes sir", and step back out into the hall.  Go back up stairs. Change into pajamas. Hop into bed, close my eyes, and hope, and pray that something tomorrow will be different. A solo in choir, a bump in the hall, an argument at breakfast, a fight with Jack, anything to break the constant rhythm of life.  Lay in bed with my eyes open now, and count out loud one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, Then blackness.    

Thursday, February 9, 2012

The Beast

Some times in life we are all afraid of something
We feel like there is no way around it
No place to hide until the storm is past
It is in these times that we must learn
It is okay to be afraid
It is okay to want to hide
But most of the time that thing that makes us afraid
Is still there when we do come out of hiding
We must learn that no matter what
You can't walk around pretending
That nothing is wrong or nothing is there
We must learn to deal with it
To not run and hide
We all must learn to face our fears
No you can't easily beat fear and pain
But you can't let them know that the are winning
Even if they are
Because winning makes them grow
And grow and grow until they are out of control
It is then when you really have no place to turn
It is then when you have no alternative left
It is then when you are swallowed whole
By both fear and pain
So It is in the beginning when it counts
It is right now that you must take a stand
You must, no matter how fast they are charging
No matter how close they are getting,
You must look both fear and pain in the eye
And smile, then laugh and let them know
There is no way they have control over you
It is then that you know you are strong
It is in that moment that you are stronger
It is then that you have done a great thing
You have done the greatest
The most powerful
The most courageous thing
That not a lot of men have the courage to do
You have solely and completely done it alone
You have conquered The Beast

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Blackout

It was just an ordinary day.  The grass was fresh cut, the sun was shining.  It was a beautiful May morning.  We only had 2 months left of school, and everybody was getting anxious to get out. I was walking up to the high school that morning with a couple of books in my hand from studying for the tests that day, when I was stopped by 3 girls.  They stepped out in front of me, and glared at my books. It was Amy.  She had been picking on me this whole year.  Her and her 2 sidekicks Kelly and June.  I tried just to walk around them, but they blocked my path again.  "What do you want" I asked annoyed.  "Well we want to teach you how to shop for 'proper' clothes to come to school in" Amy snarled.  "Whatever" I said as I pushed my way between Amy and Kelly.  "Hey! I talking to you" Amy snapped as I walked away. I didn't turn around or answer.  They glared at all day in the halls, but I just ignored them.  After school was over, I went to my locker and grabbed my homework, then started walking out the front doors.  I hadn't made it very far past the building, when I saw Amy and her 2 sidekicks walking toward me.  I walked faster to try and avoid them.  They dropped in behind me. I heard Amy's footsteps getting faster and faster.  I didn't want to turn around and have to deal with their bullying anymore today.  The footsteps got closer and closer...then... black.  I woke up in the alley behind the school. It was dark.  But the little light given by the street lamp at the end of the block made me realize that my vision was blurred.  There was some hot liquid running down the side of my face.  I went to feel for my cell phone, but it hurt too much to try and move my arm, so I sat up, a little dizzy, and felt with my other hand.  It was there.  I quickly thanked the Lord, then dialed home.  Nobody answered.  I hung up and called my mom's cell.  She picked up and I told her where I was, and what I thought happened, which wasn't very much.  The only reason I knew was because of the puked yellow wall in front of me that was the back of our high school.  She was at the Super Market, which was right down the street.  She came in a rush and panicked when she saw me.  I couldn't stand very well, it hurt to do anything, but she had called an ambulance which arrived right after she did.  They picked me up, and put me on a gurney, then into the back of the ambulance... Then black again.  When I awoke this time it was in the hospital.  Nurses hurried around me, then the doctor came into the room, and told me the news.  He told me that I had a fractured skull, a broken cheek bone, a dislocated shoulder, some internal bleeding that they were able to stop, a broken ankle, and had a lot of bruises.  I had to stay in the hospital for a week, then at home for another 3.  When I finally did get to go back to school, I found out that they couldn't prove who it was, so nobody got punished for it.  Well, its the start of a new school year, and I'm a Senior this year.  I've made up my mind to do something about the bullying in this high school because I don't want anyone to have to go through what I did just because somebody doesn't like their clothes; or for any reason for that matter.  Yes, I am going to do something about it...  My name is Lizzy, and this is my story.

Through Maurice's Eyes

Today not much happened.  I'm a little worried about Jack because I don't think that very many people like him, but I'm still going to be there for him.  I love this island; its so beautiful.  I miss my family, but everything is great. The trees so tall, the grass so lushes, the the rocks so pink, and at sunset it looks like there are a billion sparkles on the water.  I am worried that the boys are going to start fighting; then more and more boys will start going off on their own like Piggy, but hes coming back. I know hes coming back... Right?  Wow look at that sunset.  Well I'm going to go. I'm going to walk out on the beach and look at all he sparkles on the water.  It's so beautiful; I love it here.  I try and not worry too much about the problems we have, but I can't help it. I just get so worried sometimes that I don't know what to do.  But right now I just want to walk out on the beach without my shoes and shirt on and let the warm breeze blow my worries away.