Nonfiction

and the second-most technically difficult scene in the entire movie is finished! at four p.m. a bunch of us met at maggie's house to get in costume, shadow our undereyes, and splatter fake blood where it was necessary.

some more fun hands-on filming preparation!

I think that the portrait of the young woman is about to say. “Hi how are you. “ you would say good.”How are you. She would say “good.” ”What’s your name. “ You would say your name.”    Then she would ask to be friends.

WISHES

My wish for January 18 2020 is to try to make the world a better place.
My wish for May 10 2034 is to be a chemist. 
My wish for May 10 2059 is to work for United Nations.

It was my third or fourth birthday, if I recall correctly. I had been given a pair of small, green, frog faced rubber boots. I loved those boots from the second I saw them, I pulled them on and ran outside, to splash in the puddles.

    The moon glowed brightly, casting a silvery hue on the whole clearing. The tall grasses swayed peacefully to a melody only they could hear and the water lapped against the shore in a gentle rhythm.

I was either five or six years old when I came up with a simple answer to a question our family often faced which always seemed to require long explanations.

I'm looking to improve upon the work I did last year. The play centered around two people lost in the woods, who proceed to argue about what their next course of action should be.

Hey all,

The subway rattles and we sit down. 14 stops ahead of us-we have plenty of time. I look up to see a delicate lady with pale skin, long red-brown hair with streaks of gray in it and the bluest eyes.

me? you want me, to write about me? don't I do enouph of that allready?