Hartford Memorial Middle School

• Cat
• Dog
• Video games
• The internet
• Youtube
• Xbox
• Sledding
• Computers
• Minecraft.
• Electricity
• Books
• Zombies
• COUCHES
• Fridges
• PropCorn
• The Glorious English Language
• Calling people "muffins"
• Saying "Do whatcha do"
• Movies
• Hats. Fun hats. Very fun hats.
• The Social Contract. Learn it, Live it, Love it.
• Money.
• Being indoors

listening to music

writing

neon colors

basketball

soccer

hanging out with friends

beach Read more »

1. parents
2. cats
3. rat
4. pizza
5. spicy food
6. my dog
7. zebra cakes
8. chipmunks
9. skunks
10. squirrels
11. Ms.B
12. my clothes
13. five guys
14. peppers(hot)
15. friends
16. ALL MY STUFFED ANIMALS
17. woody(turtle)
18. my hair
19. my secret dip (not that secret)
20. ME!

I like...

The sports I play...

I like...

The adrenaline rush i get...

I like..

The competitiveness...

I like...

Running faster than you...

I like... Read more »

I could be really angry

Scared, lonely, anxious or sad

But when I see your face, my dear,

I don't feel so bad

You relieve me from all pain

From small to large amounts

Because when I'm with you

It's the happiness that counts

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I like, singing, basketball, soccer, candy, my family, my friends, swimming, snow, sledding, lime-neon green, purple, listening to music, playing on my kindle fire HD, dancing, painting my nails, wearing sparkly things, being a 7th grader, watching T.V, and going shopping.

When I was five years old my "Aunt" Elenore died and I was really sad. When I found out I cried for about an hour. She wasn't actually my aunt, she was a really good friend of my parents who my sister and I were really close with. Elenore went to our church so we would get to see her every week. She always wore her special locket with a picture of her and her husband who died before I was born. Then one week at church I was looking around for her, but I didn't see her. I asked my mom where she was ans my mom said that because of her old age she was living in a nursing home. She was there for a while, but then one day, my dad came home form the nursing home a lot earlier than usual. My mom asked why he was home so early and he said, "When I said I was looking for Elenore Thomas, they said she died in her sleep this morning." Then I layed on the kitchen floor and cried for an hour. After that my mom came over and said, "How about this, instead of thinking about the fact that she died, think about the fact that she died in peace, not pain."

One word: rock climbing. Rock climbing is constantly keeping you on your toes (no pun intended) but after you finish a climb, it’s always relief.

           I remember the first time I tried to climb the big, brown, up-side-down, overhang climb. My friend helped me by belaying me really tight and encouraging me in a way I’d never heard her do so. My teacher also helped by dieing down my pure terror and allowing me to finish the climb, with a big sence of overcoming a fear and a lot of pain in my arms! Read more »

I feel relief whenever I feel like I'm going to be caught for something bad I did and then I don't get caught.  Whenever my parents say they need to talk to me, I think of all the bad stuff that I have done recently.  I know other kids and teenagers do bad things, and I'm sure they get the same feeling when their parents say they need to talk to them too.  But rebellion is good.   Everyone does it, wether they're small kids or teenagers.  Even my parents said that I will do bad things, and I'm not the only one. 

I am currently learning about childhood vs. innocence in english class, and we're talking about how children are considered more innocent than teenagers.  I think that they're the same.  Everyone does rebellious things.  Kids, teenagers and adults.  The point of this paragraph is that I not only feel relief when I don't get caught for doing something bad, but I feel relief knowing that I'm not the only one doing bad things every once in a while.  And I remind myself of that.   That is when I feel relief.

At first, I think it'd be frightening, but after a while I think it'd be really cool. You could become friends with the object and begin to understand how it feels.Like if your teddy bear or a childhood toy or stuffed animal came to life, you'd be able to have it forever and grow old with it.

I had a huge assignment due and I forgot to do it! I should have told my teacher that I forgot to do it, but no I couldn't. I just couldn't tell my teacher the truth. So here is what I told her: I thought maybe I would tell her thoughtI left it at school, but then she would say, "That's your fault and you had 2 weeks to finish it!." Then I thought of telling her that my dog ate my homework.  But then she would say, "That's the lamest excuse in the book!." So I told her that my homework ate my dog.

Whooaa!!! Sorry I'm late--I really am! Its just, my sister threw a pipe cleaner across the art room at the high school, hitting a teacher in the face causing her to fall out the second floor window, making her fall on top of the principal causing him to break his hand but also making both the art teacher and the principle fall in love. This made them both quit their jobs and run away somewhere but then before they left the art teacher gave my sister a detention for throwing the pipe cleaner even though she acctually did her a big favor, the detension made my sister have to miss her SUPER important track meet, but then the art teacher didnt even show up for the detension because she ran away with the principle by that point, then my mom went to the high school and had a talk with the new principle and got the art teacher back there then her and my mom got in a cat fight making them roll onto a boat somewhere making them end up on jurrassic park island makeing the art teacher get lost in the woods, and thats when my mom took the boat back picked me up and dropped me off here! whooo! Okay, there you go.

I sit in silence, waiting for ideas to pop in my head,

The white canvas just sits there waiting for the wet colors.

Paintbrush in hand i dip it in a light yellow.

" Really you choose that color?" a high voice squeaked.

" Where did that come from!?" i say to my self looking around the empty room.

I shake my head, I'm just tiered no ones in here.

i re-dip the brush in the paint. Same color.

"I TOLD YOU I DON'T LIKE THAT COLOR!" a yell fills the empty room. Read more »

The reason why I am late is...

I was run over by one of Santa's reindeer that was trying to learn how to fly and I broke four ribs, along with my collarbone. That landed me in the hospital for a week so I could try to heal. I got out of the hospital just in time for the start of school after winter break. School went okay, except I forgot to get a doctor's note saying I could not participate in gym so I almost died in the fitness center. I was on the brink of death when I realized I could not die, I had to go to your class, so I jumped out of the hospital bed and started walking to school. That is why I was late today.  

Free Swingeroo Swing Set

You want a free swing set then I got one for you.  This swing set is in mid condition and safe for kids.  It has swings, monkey bars on top, and a slide on the side.  All you have to do is go down don't exist road, turn on to made up street, and turn into 123 there's no house here.

(Note no monkeys will come with the monkey bars but my little brother might.)

Three boys went into a old abandoned house. They went into the house and two died but one survived. Nobody knows what happen on that night except for me. Lets start from the begging. Three boys were trick or treating on Halloween night they had lost a bet so they had to go in the Watson House on Fright Hill. It was and still is haunted, but it is only haunted on Halloween night. The three boys went in, one was a mummy, one was a zombie, and one was a vampire. They went into the house.  After they went in the mummy went in a room then the door slammed shut and locked. Twenty minutes later his two friends open the door and found him dead. The two friends walked through the house, but this time they stayed together. One boy checked his watch and said four hours till they can go home. The bet was to stay till midnight in the house. They walked through the house and they rested for a bit. The boy who was dress as a zombie went to find the kitchen. After twenty-five minutes the last boy went to look for his friend and he found him in a pit that has spikes at the bottom. He saw his friend lying dead. The last boy look at his watch ten minutes to go till midnight. He walked through the house so he could find the exit. Now this boy was smart and kept an eye on the floor and did not go into any rooms. Read more »

By Kyra Wood

My second

favorite season

came with new adventures.

Snow falls

so early

and stays so late.

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Don’t you miss him at heart?
Now mix it in,
but go with the energy from the truth
of the new day.
And up he’s staying
in the peace of the angels.
It’s you.
The gift you give.
Love.

Pavement. The only thing solid.
A ninety-degree summer night and I'm bare.
Stripped.
Empty.
Lying on blank pavement.
Light comes from no place but the moon,
shining through polluted air.
Time and knowledge erode at pure thoughts,
breaking the seal, toxic,
knowing.
The pavement scratches your skin,
scrapes at your soul,
her gaze, like her gaze
the key. Shadow of rust on its surface from sweaty palms And knowing,
she, knowing.
I remember, she told me, that
"It unlocks many things,
but only one of them is important.
Figure it out."
Her heart.
The key to. Knowing that someone loves you
can kill you.
Scratches at your heart, erodes you
will, regret, that hate, know.
No.
I don't know.
Empty.
Stripped.
A ninety degree summer night and I'm bare.
Pavement. The only thing solid.

Ambiguous Earthquakes

By Julia Anderson

Pavement. The only thing solid.

A ninety-degree summer night and I'm bare.

Stripped.

Empty.

Lying on blank pavement.

Light comes from no place but the moon,

shining through polluted air.

Time and knowledge erode at pure thoughts,

breaking the seal, toxic,

knowing.

The pavement scratches your skin,

scrapes at your soul,

her gaze, like her gaze

the key. Shadow of rust on its surface from sweaty palms And knowing,

she, knowing.

I remember, she told me, that

"It unlocks many things,

but only one of them is important.

Figure it out."

Her heart.

The key to. Knowing that someone loves you

can kill you.

Scratches at your heart, erodes you

will, regret, that hate, know.

No.

I don't know.

Empty.

Stripped.

A ninety degree summer night and I'm bare.

Pavement. The only thing solid.

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Just before the big Softball Championship Game. My head was thinking, "Don't be upset if you don't play or make a mistake. My heart was racing wildly. My hands were clasped full of eagerness and sweat. My mind was in the game. Ready for whatever lay ahead. I took a deep breath and forgot about all the people, family, coaches in the stands. I thought about one thing. The neon green, red stitched ball. Everything was left behind. All my hard work came down to the 7 innings in which started right on time. I was focused, determined to be the only young kid on the team to say I put all my pieces in one place and made everyone see my talent and determined mind through the whole game. Every before big games are nerve recking, but so rewarding in the end.

My father let him see me one last time, before he would banish him. I was surprised and excited for my lover to come once more. "How can we see eachother again," he asked. "Letters, Showing our love." I smiled at him. "I mean how can I lift the curse?" I took his hand in mine and curled his fingers around a small cold silver key. "This is the only way. I cannot help other wise." He pursed his lips. "But. When." I cut him short. "You will know soon and don't let me down."I kiss him on the cheek as I see him for the last time. I hope he survives. I sit on my bed and hold my head in my hands. Tears well up in my eyes. I fall  into a deep black trance. Not able to leave until I see him once again. The curse has started. And will not end anytime soon.

His words are like daggers to my heart.

I need, breath, live, and die for him.

He leaves like a gust of wind, leaving me in the street like a broken toy.

He no longer cares. Even when I come in the rain to plead my case.

He leaves me broken destroyed on the side walk with only an umbrella to share my displeasure with.

I am the rain sliding off the umbrella trying to find pleasure once again, but non comes.

Standing at the Lake House in Kittery, Maine. The little log cabin outlooks the ocean. I can smell the sea,salt, lotion, and the sun. I walk down the board walk and hang my legs over the edge. Waiting in the cool afternoon water.

My hair is pulled back into a braid. This is the only way to keep my hair off of my face. My gray eyes glimmer with the hot afternoon sun. I will always remember this afternoon. There is no worry in the world, no one to put me down or fall in love with. I don't have to think about school and projects due. I can tan and have a fun filled summer. This house wasn't always my home.

I grew up in Nevada. Always looking for adventure in Las Vegas. I always got myself into trouble. I guess really I was the TROUBLE! No one understood I needed someone. One night I walked into a party at Caesar's Palace Hotel. I was looking for a new kind of adventure. I immediately started on the drinks. No one needs and ID in Vegas. The world was tilting and swinging all around me. I almost didn't know who I was. I started to walk up 12 sets of stairs when I fell back down all 12 sets. A bell hop man say me and started to call 911. I hadn't a clue why. Everything was a blur. Even the ride to the hospital. I was exhausted and tired so I just hoped into the ambulance willingly. What the doctor had told me was besides having my stomach pumped I had broken my arm so severely my bone was sticking out the side of my arm. The doctor had serious conversations with my parents. Once I was able to leave the hospital we got in a car and traveled to where I am now. In Maine. Read more »

Where would you go if you could go anywhere? Vermont, Massachusetts How about Florida? Would you travel over the Atlantic Ocean to Europe and see Greece, Italy, maybe even Spain or Russia? You say I'm not even close. How about Australia, the sun, Neptune all the way to the Milky Way? No? Where do you want to go? "HOME," a little voice whispers running away

My town is where the maple syrup comes from

My town is small in area, but large in courage and family.

My town is freezing in the winter, but sweltering in the summer.

My town is full of small town students with ginormous dreams.

My town is special to me filled with relaxing sights and memory filled places.

My town is where I live and will always live.

My town is White River Junction, Vermont!

"Goodbye." I call out.

Goodbye, it's so sad sounding

you might see them again

You might be saying goodbye to them forever

You never think about that when you say goodbye...

It could be the last time you see them

Goodbye

So often goodbye said

Heard

Nobody ever thinks that it could be the last time that you see them

I never thought they would go without me seeing them again

i was wrong

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Life

What is life

It is not me

ti isnot you

It is us

Life isn't life without people

the ones you love

your friends

LIFE IS BEAUTY

Love

How can you love without others

You CAN'T

there is the ones you love all around

What is life without friends

It isn't love

LOVE

LOVE IS BEAUTY

Laugh

You haven't lived

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Breaking news: A rainbow has sucked our mayor Jack Miller. Citizens from all over are running in circles and screaming wondering what to do next. I am here with Ben Phillips and Willow Chambers. These interviews could potentially help our special forces come up with a plan to find and defeat this unnatural source. "Ben, what have you seen today?" "Well I was walking home from school. I stopped to get some coffee and on my way out I noticed the glistening colors of a rainbow. All I could do was stare in awe because the colors were so bright and beautiful! Read more »