Dramagirl 23

My Winter Break

2009-01-13T14:02:00.004-05:00

YES!!!
I was doing it
The whiteness swirled around me
I skidded, back and forth
But even as I skidded
I was in control

This was so cool!
I hadn’t been able to do this my whole life
A cold breezed filtered into my layers,
Touching my skin with a cold whack,
But even this couldn’t make me feel bad
I was on a roll

“This really isn’t that steep”
I called excitedly to my dad
As I whooshed down the mountain
“this is steep!”
He called back, amazed that I was doing so well.

Back and forth I went down that mountain
Sweeping back and forth in big, wide, curves
I finally understood skiing,
And why people could do this forever

Then I hit the ice.
I had just turned back for another swoop.
One second I was executing a perfect turn
The next, I was shooting down the mountain
Like I had been shot out of a cannon

Along the way, my brain processed the fact
That I had hit a patch of ice
That smooth surface I had tried to glide across
Had really been
A dangerously big patch of ice

I skidded down the mountain
Completely out of control
Amazingly, I was still half standing up
I tried to slow myself down
I stick my right pole into the snow
But it was just ripped out of my grasp

I turned to see what had happened to my pole
In doing so, I sent myself into crazy spirals
I realize that if I want to stop, maybe I can take off one of my skis
I lean down, and it unlocks
Now as the other pole goes flying out of my hand
All that I have left is one ski

Which, even now, is falling off, being taken by the snow
I slide a couple more feet on my butt and finally come to a stop
By butt gently resting in the cold snow

I gaze up at the mountain
I see all of my equipment scattered behind me
And I wonder
How something can go from fun to terror
In one second

Cousins Cooking- a poem

2008-12-23T11:22:00.004-05:00

Cousins Cooking. That’s what my cousins and I called it when we decided to cook for the whole day. It kind of worked, but on the video that my dad took, this is what you could see……….

First my cousin Isaiah
Demonstrating his flexible toes
Opening all of the cabinets,
And trying to pick his nose

Then my cousin Masha
The bravest one of us all
Walking around with the bacon grease
Trying not to let it fall

My cousin Rachel enters the scene
Grumpy as an awoken bear
“Why didn’t you wake me up?!”
Screamingly, she declares

My younger brother Steven
Is lying on the floor
He’s trying to roll some oranges
Through the kitchen door.

I stand there staring
Staying away from the bacon goo
But then I shrug my shoulders
And show that my toes are flexible too!

Chain Mail- 1

2008-12-12T13:59:00.012-05:00

Chain mail can be kind of funny or just really stupid. This one is funny, but im too lazy to send it to anyone, so im just going to post it on my blog. tell me what you think!!

Don't spoil the fun, and keep it going.............
Type out the sentence you end up with in the subject line and forward to your friends... also, send it back to the person that sent it to you......lol
Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a weirdo
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my cell phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friend's friend's cousin's dad's sister's grandkid's ex-boyfriend
10-------my neighbour
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------a car
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------a computer
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an iPod
29-------a surfer
30-------a phone
31-------a llama

What is the last number of the year you were born:
1--------- In my car
2 --------- On your car
3 ----------- In a hole
4 ----------- Under your bed
5 ----------- Riding a Motercycle
6 --------- sliding down a hill
7 --------- in an elevator
8---------- at the dinner t able
9 -------- In line at the bank
0 -------- in your backyard

Pick the colour of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm cool and I do what I want
Green---------because I think that im crazy. or something
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange--------because everyone thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!

Now type out the sentence you made, in the subject line and forward toyour friends.Don't forget to send it back to the person that sent it to you!I can't wait to see what you get stuck with!!!

(FYI, I yelled at a noodle riding a motorcycle because big bird said so, and he's my leader!!!!)

The Closet- Chapter 9

2008-12-12T13:55:00.001-05:00

Chapter 9

Just as I thought that I could take no more, I was suddenly at the end of my journey. I was deposited ungracefully onto the floor. But when I tried to stand up and get my bearing, I tripped over my own feet and sank into the floor again. The floor was squishy! Every time that I tried to take a step, I sank into the floor. I wondered where I was.

When I finally looked up from my efforts to stand, I saw a sign that I hadn’t noticed before. It simply read PLEASE MOVE OUT OF THE ENTRY ZONE IMMEDIETELY. Okay, I thought. That clears it up. I’m in the entry zone. Sure, but the entry to what? Then I saw the rest of the sign. OR YOU WILL BE FLATTEDED BY COMING ARRIVALS. THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND HAVE A NICE DAY. I decided to move out of the way.

But before I could move very far, a horrible screeching echoed above me. Uh oh, I thought. That must be a new arrival! I redoubled my efforts, trying to make it to the other side of the room on time. But I was too late! With a terrifying thud, the thing squashed me into the sticky floor of that squishy room. I was either trapped or dead, and at this point, I didn’t really care which one it was anymore!

The Closet- Chapter 8

2008-12-12T13:38:00.002-05:00

Chapter 8

What could be coming towards me? It seriously looked just like a giant pink fluffy marshmallow? But that couldn’t be true. Could it? I couldn’t understand……. But now it was closer and closer. I braced myself for the impact, but to my surprise, I didn’t feel a thing! It was like I had just slid into…….. jello. I expected myself to stop, but now I just kept going! I was going and going, completely surrounded by pink goo!!!

(at this point, please go back and read my Space Adventures Story, Parts 1 and 2 before reading any more. Thanks!)

The Closet- Chapter 7

2008-11-07T13:55:00.002-05:00

Chapter 7

I look down on the people that I had once loved. My mom and dad, their faces full of sorrow as they stand at my funeral. The funeral of the girl who fell from the hot air balloon.

No, just kidding. I didn’t die. Well, not yet. You see, I’m still falling. But wait. What’s that coming up to meet me? It looked like a giant pink fluffy marshmallow!!!

But why would he have pushed me out of a plane? It’s not good publicity for the US government. Unless……….. he was sure that I would die!!! But wait. Something white and pink was now almost enveloping me in its squishy softness. I was getting so close that I could almost feel it now. Wait, what?

The Closet- Chapter 6

2008-11-06T12:52:00.002-05:00

Chapter 6

“Great,” he said. “You know, I really love you.” Okay, this was really weird. I decided to change my mind.

“Actually, I changed my mind,” I began, cautiously.

“No, you can’t say that!!!” he said in anguish. Without another word, he pushed me out of the hot air balloon!

(ok, i know this is really short, but im in the middle of writing another chapter right now. it'll be done really soon!!!)

cute!

2008-10-30T13:15:00.002-04:00

i just thought that this guy was really cute

Wars

2008-10-24T13:52:00.008-04:00

In the news you see
Fifteen dead here
Two hundred dead there

What is it with wars?
It seems like
We are always involved

All that they are is
Excuses to kill people
Millions lie dead

Half of them you killed
The other half
Were your best friends

Who likes wars?
The only good thing is
Your enemies die

But, in the end
So does everyone
That you love

You can’t even celebrate if you win
You’re too busy
Grieving what you have lost

You end up killing
People that could have
Been your best friends

The Closet- Chapter 5

2008-10-23T12:46:00.003-04:00

Chapter 5

I stared at him in shock. “What?” I asked him. Was he serious? Oh, my god! He has known me approximately 24 hours, and he wants to marry me?

I mean, I’m only sixteen. And he’s only eighteen! But he was still asking me to marry him! Now, don’t get me wrong, he’s very hot, totally sexy, and hey, he’s the president’s son! This could be good for me and my family. Hey, I could get a hot boyfriend, oops no, I mean husband!!! I just don’t know I if want to marry someone yet. It’s kind of a major commitment, and I’m still in high school!

Still, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I also didn’t want his dad to get mad at my mom and dad. This was not a good situation. But still........... I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, and what was there to lose?

I leaned over, nestled up to him and smiled. “Sure, no problem” I said. “I’ll marry you.”

The Closet- Chapter 4

2008-10-17T13:38:00.002-04:00

Chapter 4

As we were gently floating through the air, the president’s son and I had opposite reactions. He was having a great time. I was terrified.

“Where are we going?”, I asked him, puzzled at how we would get where we needed to go.

“I don’t care honey, as long as I’m with you.” He said trying to lean closer to me.

Uh oh. This was starting to get creepy. I would have jumped out and ran away as fast as I could. One problem. I was in a hot air balloon at approximately 500 ft. in the air!

He leaned over again. I scooted as far away from him that I could in the crowded balloon. “What are you doing?”, I asked him. “I just met you!”

“I love you,”, he said. “Will you marry me?”

The Closet- Chapter 3

2008-10-16T10:25:00.001-04:00

Chapter 3

As it turned out, a lot could actually go wrong. We boarded Air Force 1 ½, his own private plane, and took off. My parents had given me a credit card so I could buy all of the clothes that I needed in Paris. My parents had said yes right away when I asked about France. I mean, he was the president’s son; he had to be nice, right? They knew his father, he had eight bodyguards with him, so everything will be fine, right?

Everything was fine until about one o’clock. That’s when we saw the green smoke rising from the navigational equipment. That’s when the plane started to go down. And down it went, spiraling crazily as it fell through the clouds. We were going to die!

We probably would have, had it been anything but one of the White House planes. You see, this plane was special. It turned into a hot air balloon! As we were falling, the wings were falling off, and a balloon was rising from the top. Then we were swept away, into the night riding on the Presidential Emergency hot air balloon.

Chester

2008-10-16T10:21:00.001-04:00

I hold him in my hands
He is cold and still
No longer the lively hamster
That he once was

He is still furry,
But he no longer moves at all
I knew that he was sick
But I can’t acknowledge
The fact that he is gone

When I got him,
Two years ago, it seemed
Like he would
Never go away

Wait! Now I saw his leg twitch!
Maybe he is still alive!
But no, now he is still again
Never to move again

The tears come fast
Pouring down my face
They fall onto his little body
And my hand shakes as
I brush the watery droplets
Off of his little body

He was my favorite pet
Now he lies in my hands
Dying or already dead

I don’t know if he’s gone yet
But I do know
That he’s never coming back

The Bones- Prologue

2008-09-25T13:11:00.002-04:00

She stared at the bones in horror. Who had this once been? Whoever it was had been dead a while. The bones had been picked at and mutilated. She shivered, then went on with her work, the work of the dead, for the dead.

Space Adventures- Chapter 2

2008-09-25T13:07:00.001-04:00

Chapter 2

What had happened? Jennie had no idea. All of a sudden, she saw a dark pink planet on her radar. Then, she hit the planet, going at top speed. She could feel the air rushing past her face as she fell at the planet. Then she all of her stuff falling past her as she hurtling toward the planet that was steadily getting larger on her radar.

As her dog, SP fell past her she saw that she was about to hid the ground. She braced herself for the impact and squeezed her eyes shut! And then there was nothing, it just felt like she was floating through a pool of cool water.

Jennie had no idea what was going on. “Maybe I died?” she wondered to herself. She had no other explanation for what she was feeling. She felt like she was completely weightless, just floating through the air.

Then she looked around her. In her arms was SP, looking terrified. Other than that, everything was pink! It looked like her spaceship had been invaded with pink goo! What was this stuff? She looked down. Even her body was pink!

Space Adventures- Chapter 1

2008-09-25T12:45:00.000-04:00

Chapter 1

Jennie stared up at the stars. Their twinkling lights were everywhere. They filled the whole sky. They were so far away, yet so near. All of a sudden, she wanted to drift past them and see them lighting up the night sky. She wanted to go into space. But how could she do it? She was only fourteen years old and 5 ft. tall. But, she would grow……

Jennie stared up at the stars. It had been four years, but she was finally drifting past the stars. “Ahhhh”, she sighed in bliss. This had been worth the wait. She was finally in space. In 2287, she had finally graduated from space school, soon after, she had gotten a ship and traded her home planet for the stars. Her new home wasn’t a planet at all, it was her new purple spaceship. She had enough supplies for at least ten years. She also had a contract to go to the Far Galaxy. No one really knew anything about the Far Galaxy, but hey, it was an adventure.

This new life was a far cry from life on her home planet, the planet fourth from the sun, the big red one. Mars. As she thought about home she began to be a little homesick, she longed for the space bubble on Mars that had always been her home. As she started to sink down into depression, there was a bump on the side of her space craft! Her little black dog, SP (space pup), started to run in circles. What could be hitting her ship?

Suddenly, there was another bump on the side of the ship, harder this time. Then another, and another. Her ship was being whacked!!! Then came the hardest shove yet, and she, her dog, and her new purple space ship were being forced out of the sky. By an ugly gray monster of a ship! And her ship was quickly falling towards another planet. An unknown, mysterious, and maybe dangerous planet.

The Closet- Chapter 2

2008-09-23T15:24:00.001-04:00

Chapter 2

Now you’re probably wondering what the heck I’m doing in the White House. Your probably also wondering who the boy in the closet was. I’ll answer the first question first. You see, my parents are working on a secret mission for the president. It’s very secret, so don’t tell anyone that I told you. I think that it’s some sort of undetectable nuclear weapon, or something. Whatever it is, it’s very deadly. So naturally, we get invited to the president’s holiday party.

I was at the party with my parents, but then I had gotten bored and wandered off to find some closets to look in. So, naturally, I had found the president’s son lying on the floor of a closet! Now he was staring at me. “Like I said, what are you doing in here?” he asked me again.

I blushed. “I just, well, um, I kind of just like looking in closets.” I said, my face turning redder with every word. He stared at me like I was crazy.

“So your kind of like a stalker?” he asked me, puzzled.

“NOOOOO!!!” I exclaimed. I just like looking in closets. “It’s just a hobby of mine.”

Now he started to smile. It was a nice smile, not menacing at all. Maybe he was just a nice kid. “Tell me about it” he asked. So I told him. I told about the dead fish in the blue sparkly high heels, and about the big red lobster that fell on my head when I opened that fateful door. The door had been painted with pink and orange stripes, so that should have been a warning sign to me. But no, I just had to open that stupid door! The big lobster had fallen on my head, and I had gotten a concussion! Like I said, looking in closets can sometimes be dangerous, but it’s really fun for me.

He seemed satisfied with my answer, and stood up to go. “Where are you going?” I asked him.

“Well, you see, I’m actually about to leave for France on a top-secret mission for my father. Want to come?”

Why not? “Sure,” I said shrugging. What could go wrong?

The Closet- Chapter 1

2008-09-23T15:20:00.002-04:00

Chapter 1

I love broom closets. You never know who or what could be inside them. Whenever I pass a closet, I always have to go inside. I look around at the cleaning supplies, or whatever else is in there. I’ve seen everything, from lobsters to tutus hidden in broom closets. Up until yesterday, I had never found a body.

Okay, don’t panic. I’m not talking about a corpse; I’m talking about a living, breathing person. Maybe you were a little freaked out when you thought that I had found a real corpse. Well, I was freaked out when I found him. He was lying on the dark floor of the closet. His eyes were partly closed, and the first thing that I noticed about him was that he was really cute. Slowly, he widened one dark green eye. Then, the other eye flew open. He stared at me in shock. “What the heck are you doing here?” he asked.

“What are you doing here?” I quickly responded in bewilderment. What was this guy doing, lying on the floor of a closet?

“I live here,” he answered, still puzzled about what I was doing in the closet. I still had no idea who he was. Suddenly, I realized who he was! While I had been exploring all of the closets in the house, I had forgotten where I was and why I was here. Now, with horror slowly dawning on my face, I remembered that I was in the White House!