Lucky

"They said, i was lucky. but at that time i felt i had more in common with the dead girl than i did wwith the large, beefy police officers or my stunned freshman year girlfriends."

Lucky, an exhilarating, and grusome novel written by alice sebold, tells the story of herself, a rape victim. alice speaks of how her life dirastically changedafter being brutaly raped and beaten in the park near her colage campus. Sebold expresses as a survivor, "you [either] save yourself, or remain unsaved", meaning only you have the power to heal yourself. The strength Sebold had to display so far through out the novel is the the main theme. The fact that alice is anle to write of her personal life in such detail shows the strength she must have had to overcome her experience. Alice tells in her actions writtenthat she beleives is you truely want to heal you will have the strength to do so. This novel has shown me as a reader that strength is within you, and only you can decide your fate.

English 12

Who am I?

            I am organized yet scattered. I am smart though my grades don’t reflect it. I am interesting yet boring. I am all of these things at the same time. It is hard to describe myself as having one personality or trait. I organize my life in a planner but somehow always seem scattered. I leave things to the last minute like your typical teenager. I take on too many things at once and try my best not to fail. I yell at my mother and I come home after curfew. I tell secrets and keep them. I do things my parents wouldn’t be proud of if they knew. I curse at times. I call in sick when really I am hung over. I listen to music my mother may not approve of. My love for my family is endless though at times I say I hate them. My sister is my best friend. I confide in her and she knows all my deepest secrets. My brother is my protector. He will defend me always. My father is my guardian. He watches over me from a far. My mother is my savior and teacher. She holds me when I cry and teaches me right from wrong. I cry into my pillow and I slam my door when I don’t get what I want. I dream of the future and reflect on my past. I make mistakes and learn from them. The most important thing in my life is me.

I am your average American teenager.

Silent reading book review

The novel “Go ask Alice”, an anonymous novel of a young girls life seems very unrealistic in my opinion. The way Alice is slipped LSD unknowingly at a party and suddenly forms a roaring addiction does not seem real. She not only craves LSD in the book but also other drugs she is not familiar with. Alice expresses in her diary of how she craves other drugs such as marijuana. I personally would not recommend this book to anyone because I do not see the benefit of reading it when I feel there is no truth behind the story. Though the novel is based on actuality it still seems unrealistic in my point of view. I truly believe the novel was intentionally written to frighten young teen out of getting involved in drugs. This book can often be encouraged by adults for that same reason, in hopes of scaring the option of drugs out of young people. The way I was raised was to feel free to try anything that might interest you in a safe environment. Alice tried LSD unknowingly in a safe environment. Most teens would be terrified in the moment of not being aware of the affects your body is going through and not be willing to experience it again, rather than crave more. I strongly disagree with the message this book is sending out and would not recommend it to anyone with the same mind set as myself.

Healing Hands

If it were realistic to obtain any super power I would choose the ability to heal.  I would use this on myself and my friends and family.  I could heal people with cancer and even travel to developing nations to cure people suffering from world hunger.  I would be able to heal suffering animals and make people with disabilities healthy.  Allowing them the chance to live a full and happy healthy life.  I believe everyone deserves a chance in life and if you arent completely healthy you dont have the same oportunity to be you.  I would be a world renound hero and be idolized by all.  I would receive great joy in life having the ability to help others in such a segnificant way.  I could have saved people I love before they passed and get to have that time with them to really express how much I do care without the tragety of them passing.  If I was to have this super power I would use it for all good and make any type of positive impact on this corrupted world I could.

pinata party

my world is dark inside a pinata. there isnt much excitement in the life of a pinata. i am made and shipped to a store. i sit on the shelf until one day i am bought. i get brought home just to sit in patients for my death to arive. i am then stuffed with all you can imagine. candy, chocolate toys and much much more. once i am filled to the top with sweets i get hung from a tree like a ragdoll to swing. then i hear the counting. swing and a miss. im still in one peice. i get smashed with a bat time after time. each hit damaging my carboard body more and more. until that one last swing that bursts me open and i am left there in peices scatterd on the ground to be faught over. after all my insides have dissappeared off the grass and dirt my remains will be cleaned up. put in a bag and left to be picked up by the large smelly truck. i am dumped off in the landfill to rot. and that is my life in a story.

Live Life to the Fullest

       His wife’s like was at stake After Mrs. Mitty came out of the drugstore, they climbed into their automobile; Walter fastened his seat belt, turned on the windscreen wipers and carefully pulled away from the curb. As they drove out of Waterbury he noticed his wife’s face go as white as a ghost, and he body curl into a small ball.  Mitty then realized what was happening; his beloved wife was having a heart attack.  Mitty now understood life is not all fun and games; his wife’s life was at stake.  Mitty began to sweat bullets. Walter was scared out of his wits.  The fear of losing his wife set in and he started to drive like a bat out of hell, rushing to get to the hospital.  Nothing else mattered to Walter at that moment as if his love for his wife was blind and he was oblivious to the world around him.  Walter knew that laughter is the best medicine, so he tried his best to make his wife’s mind fill with laughter.  Walter felt his wife was worth her weight in gold because he loved her so much.  As they arrived to the hospital Walter felt as if he was caught between a rock and a hard place because he had to decide between leaving to get help and staying with his wife.  Luckily a nurse saw the fear in Walters eyes and rushed to get help.  Walter could feel the burden of knowing this was a matter of life or death.  As he watched his wife being rushed away on a stretcher he felt a sigh of relief overcome him because he knew she was in good hands.  Today felt like the first day of the rest of Walter’s life.  Walter knew life was too short and wanted to be sure of spending the rest of it to the fullest with his wife.  Walter knew his wife had to fight for her life, and that’s exactly what she did.  Walter and his wife were both as happy as a clam as they left the hospital knowing they were both safe, and ready to live life to the fullest.

On The Inside

Drip…

drip…

drip…

The echoing sound that filled the black room

I had no recollection of where I was, or how I had got there

The ground I lay on feels like saliva

Suddenly a loud ROAR shocks my ears like thunder

The darkness seemed to have life to it

I can feel the ground I lay rise and fall, like inhalation and exhalation

Drip…

drip…

drip…

I could feel a

                    slimy,

                             watery

                                        like substance dripping from above

A horrendous smell filled my sinuses, the smell of decay

Suddenly the ground began to shake like an earthquake

Fear began to settle in and doubt filled my mind

My body felt numb as if I was experiencing hypothermia

             Hypothermia was impossible

As the environment I was in felt humid and hot

A bitter taste of salty air filled my mouth like an ocean breeze

It loomed in front of me…

Almost like a light in a tunnel, an opening of brightness appeared in the distance

The light was  framed  with a razor sharp border, filled by a pink base

It was like the inside of an animal

And it then dawned on me where I was.