The sound was everywhere, as it always was. It is the first thing that I hear when I wake up in the morning and today is not different. It’s loud and coming at me from every direction, but I’m used to it, everyone is in the year 2135. There in no time to waste in thought, life is too short to spend dwelling on the norm. The 140 years of the average person’s life span leaves no leeway for unnecessary thought. Five minutes later I am in the shower, doing all of the actions that must take place there before the timer goes off. Too late; the timer beeps and the water goes off, but there is still soap in my hair. I understand it though, I should have been faster. The water shortage is a difficult matter for those in charge; it only makes sense that we should only have a limited personal supply. I try and wipe out all of the excess soap onto a towel before throwing on clothes and heading down the very steep stair case leading to the ground level. Three steps from the bottom I slip and fall. I let out a yell in surprise, but once again it is my fault. I should have been more careful. They are steep for good reason, we need the space. Even with small houses crushed together we are running out of room. I get up and continue with my day, 10 hours await me at the plant making those pills that everyone needs so badly to remain up to their ultimate health. I must think about the greater good, it does not matter if I limp to work. Read more »
There once was a little girl who was tiny and poor. Her parents had to work most of the time, her father as a blacksmith and her mother in the kitchen of very wealthy household of the town. Often the little girl went with her mother and remained in the kitchen for she had nowhere else to go. To keep her out of the way her mother would usually try to find something easy for her to do. After a few different activities she finally found something that her daughter could do that was not too hard; that job was shelling peas. She would shell peas all day; if you had asked her how many peas she had shelled in the last day she would reply with “one thousand peas”. She was often quite bored at this task for she did not receive anything for all of her hard work; she never even got to eat one pea. Read more »
In life sometimes unseen and hard things happen,
Once me and my family were caught
By a storm while boating on Lake Champlain.
I had to be strong.
The rain was pouring down and the younger children were huddled.
But I held my ground,
I had to look like everything was okay,
Thankfully some guy came and helped us bring the boat Read more »
I once had a friend
With whom I shared my deepest secrets,
And she with me,
But once she told me one that scared me.
She told me that she was weak,
That she didn’t want to do anything anymore,
She just wanted to give up.
She made me promise never to tell and I did,
But not for long.
Fear is a strong demon,
That makes you do things both good and evil. Read more »
The sun was shining
High in the sky.
I was mining
Through my brain, so I decided to go to my backyard and watch birds fly by.
So out I walked
And an odd sight met my eye.
I was rather shocked,
A large purple egg on the ground did lie!
I didn't know what to do,
So I watched it till a few days later when with a crack
A with a little fire too,
A purple dragon few out and hit a tree with a whack!
So I taught it to fly
And after I had opened my heart,
With a tear in my eye
I watched it soared away and I was alone like I was at the start.
The sun shines so bright,
The sand burns so hot,
What is that which reflects the light?
A bottle my eye has caught!
But what lays hidden inside?
A rolled up message brought by the tide!
My hands so quick,
Grab up the glass,
It opens with a just a flick!
It takes a moment, but at last,
The note rolls out,
Looking at it I feel like such a scout!
One thing that I do not believe that I could live without is music. Music, to me, is what holds everything together. It is the binding between happiness and stability, which resists chaos. Music is a place that I can escape to if I need a sanctuary, no matter where I am. Just a few lines of a familiar song can make a bad day better; can make problems seem less significant. Music is so great because it can be different to every individual. Everyone is aloud to delve into the music that speaks to their individual souls. It is what wraps everything into one. Music is the glue that holds my life together, without it I fear I could fall apart.
I stood at the window, watching the red taillights disappear. My heart began to sink as I finally saw the lights vanish. All I could think was ‘will I see him again?’ He was so old and lived so far away. Would he survive long enough for me to take him into my arms and give him one last hug, or would his heart give out before then. My parents were in another room. I could just hear them talking about his health, both containing hints of sadness. I stood here alone, my breath fogging up the cold glass of the window. Tears start to roll down my cheek. I tell myself to stop thinking of the future and to think of the great times of the past when I was a little girl and his heart was in better condition. I close my eyes and memories of smiles and laughter begin to flood thorough my head. My fear of the future goes away as I concentrate on the glowing events of the past. All I want to do is stand here at this window, alone, thinking about the glory of the times my grandpa and I have had together and not worrying about what the future might bring.
I would like to say that it has been easy since you left and that my lips form a smile every time I think of you, but I can’t. I go through my days straight-faced acting like nothing is wrong, but every time I think of you tears fight to break past my mask like face. In time I believe I will learn to deal and every time I think of you I will feel happy, but not today. Your presence in my life has changed me and the way I look at life. You always made the best of life in good times and bad times. When something had you down you got back out there and fought till you found happiness again; nothing was bad enough to keep you down, you were a fighter. You traveled from place to place and saw beautiful things, something that I believe everyone should do. The world is all around you and I believe you should explore every mountain and city.
I have always looked up to you. You always seemed to be a man that knew what he planned to do and stood firm. It is your strength and knowledge that I have always admired. You were so crafty and talented; an idea in your hands could become something amazing. Not many have that skill of being able to take an idea and fulfill it to its highest potential. You made me believe that I can do anything. Dreams can become reality as long as I don’t give up. You have helped me learn how I should live my life. You will be with me in everything I do and every breath I take. I love and miss you with all my heart. Read more »
My heart was beating so hard, like it was trying to make me explode. My hands were sweating; I balled them up. I just stood there, yelling at myself. Why didn’t I stop him? He was right there. How could someone do that? He took it right off the counter and then smiled at me. He smiled! It was like he knew I would do nothing, like I was always the silent bystander. I could feel my face turning red. I wanted to say something, but my jaw stayed clenched. No words ever escaped the prison my mouth is. I wanted to scream, to yell, and to tell some one! I did nothing; I just stood there and watched him go. What kind of person am I? Why do I never stand up? Have I always been this weak? I wanted to change, to make a difference. I opened my mouth, but still I was silent.