Greenwood Lab School

I am walking in the park on a cold Saturday morning. I hear the wind blowing and a dog barking. I see a few people walking around the park. I see I women with a small child, that looks about the age of two, and I see a man walking his small dog. I smelt the smell the smell of nature. I see leaves and frost on the ground. It was very cold, I felt a nice chill.

I now set down on a bench in the bark, and watched as more and more children came to play. They were going down slides, singing, talking, swinging, and playing with their, friends, they were having lots of fun! I was feeling very cold, so I decided to go home. I started walking on the path that leads me to my house, it was about a ten minute walk. On my way home I saw bikers, runners, and people walking. A small child was biking with her father, and fell of her bike, and rolled off the sidewalk to the grass. She was about the age of six, I stoped walking to help her up. She was crying and had a scraped knee, but her father said she would be fine, and thanked me for helping.

I then arrived at my house. Very tired and worn out from the park, so I decided to grab a blanket, and watch some T.V. There was nothing good on, so I decided to watch the news. I then fell asleep, because I was so tired. I had a very fun day at the park, and I hoped to go again someday soon, and bring my dog named penny.

Sweat trickled down his forehead into his eyes, stinging them and making it difficult to see. It was getting hotter with every second, and he was still making little progress. Time was running out. He knew in that moment, there was only one thing he could do to get her out alive.

Thirty minutes later, Camden lay in bed thinking, still groggy from the night before. He started work in less than an hour. Something he wasn’t looking forward to. Suddenly an alarm echoed through the streets, startling Camden, rousing him from his day dream.

Camden had been a volunteer fire fighter in his small rural district for two years now. With his family growing and his community not exactly ideal, he had felt obligated to do his part to improve things.

He scrambled out of bed. Still partially clothed, he quickly slipped on some jeans and put on his boots. scurrying, he hastily grabbed some chewing gum, the sugar helping to calm his nerves and he pocketed his lucky pen knife He then dashed out the door and at full pace, made his way down the street to the local fire department, situated a few blocks away.

When he arrived, John, the fire chief, was already there putting on his uniform. “Where’s the fire?” Camden asked, panting from his run. “No fire, it’s a car accident near the old Milford place” replied John. As he was finishing his sentence the other two volunteers turned up. “Get your gear, we’ll get ready on the way” the chief ordered. Once they had all boarded the fire truck, the sirens were turned on and they raced out of the fire station and headed to the crash site.

When someone is lost

you feel empty

you feel sorrow

you feel as if the entire world should be filled with grief

when someone is lost

you want to do nothing more than ball up and do nothing

when someone is lost

know that they are in a better place

know that God is taking care of them

-Nick H.

Big Cows are Yellow

Yellow rakes clean the groundd

Big cows and big rakes

I was walking down a street that wasn’t to busy.It was about 7:00. I noticed something to my left, but I didnt turn right away. About five steps later I turned around and saw that someone was running off with my wallet. I started sprinting. He turned into a dark ally so I kept fallowing him. About 14 seconds after turning into the dark ally two people from both my left and right tackled me. I fell to the ground. They were wearing black masks so I couldn’t see there faces. They started punching me in the face. After a few punches I was nocked out. When I opened my eyes I was in a chair. I was confused, so I tried to stand up and get help but I realized that I was attached to the chair. Three men walk in and one takes a spoon and fills it with a very hot liquid. I was scared. The other two men were just standing there. The man came closer to me and tilted it and took out my right eye. I screamed in pain. Then the did the other one. I screamed again. It was the worst pain I had felt in my life. Then I pasted out. When I opened my eyes I was in my house in my bed and still had my eyes. It was all a dream.

….Continued

Part 2 of 3

Nikki Keeter. Outgoing, original, a little different but always happy and positive. As a little girl Nikki wasn’t liked much either. People thought she was weird and annoying but in reality she just wasn’t afraid to be herself (e.g.-she pees her pants when she’s happy) Nikki had such a positive outlook on life that some people were just jealous of how happy she was all the time.

Nikki and her mom were really close, they were best friends and her mom was always there for her. They were the closest anyone has ever seen a mom and daughter. Nikki and her mom were so close because their personalities were similar and no one else really accepted Nikki for who she was.

Nikki was going into her 8th grade year and expected it to be a really good year. It was a week until school started and she got some horrible news. She found out that her mom died. This was tragic news and no one can fully recover from a death but with Nikki, she didn’t let it affect her whole life completely. Yes, it was hard and upsetting but she still always had a smile on her face and a positive outlook on life. Even though she now had no one to really talk to and no one really understood her for who she was she couldn’t let this bring her down.

Nikki would also soon meet someone that would change her life forever and accept her for who she was….

This is 1 of 3 stories. The first of my stories is about Anna. The second about Nikki. The third about how they meet and change each others lives forever. Anna was an outcast and had no friends and was too shy to talk and Nikki was outgoing and didn’t care about what people thought of her, she was a little different and no one really liked her either but she was…original. Before they knew it, they would change each others lives forever.

Part 1-Anna

Anna Turner… shy, lonely, no friends, not happy. Anna is in 7th grade and she has never had a friend in her life. Her family didn’t even like her that much and they didn’t give her full support. She was the complete opposite of outgoing and there was nothing really special about her. People say that everyone has a special talent or something different about them but that wasn’t true for Anna…well not that people could see.

As a little girl, Anna was beat up everyday. No one seemed to care about her or really pay attention to her feelings. At school her teachers wouldn’t notice her or seem to care about her. She occasionally would try to come out of her shell and talk but she was ignored over and over again.

Being shy became a big problem for Anna, she would always pee her pants during lunch because she was afraid to ask to go to the restroom and she would never eat because she was afraid to talk to the lunch ladies. She had some big problems but soon and very soon she would meet someone that would change her world forever.

To be continued….

Heat

It warms, burns, it pains, it heals,

Heat drives life but can destroy is with ease,

It cooks food to perfection but can burn it with the same fire,

The heat gives and takes, heals and hurts,

But when it is gone there is…nothing.

My Cat

Tabitha, you are as black and white as a cow.

You have a black blanket of fur draped over your back.

Your face is half and half, with a little O of black on your chin.

Always ready to pounce on the nearest toy.

Up all night playing away and down all day resting up.

Your paws so cute with little black pads-

Oh wait! I forgot the one little pink pad.

Tabitha with your many nicknames, T-girl, Tabby, and

Tabitha Rheta when you’ve done something bad.

You once were a kitten in a cage for five month before I came to your rescue.

You were smaller then, not weighing ten pounds like now.

You are still a kitten at heart and really are at less than two.

You bask in the sun or curl up on a chair and look ever so cute.

Sitting on the ledge, watching the bird, tail twitching, licking your chops thinking “If only there wasn’t a window.”

You try to dart outside and get out there, but soon are brought in, for we wouldn’t want to lose you.

When lay down for a nap a halibut you resemble, black on the top and white on the bottom .

You look so cute, like you’re made of sugar.

I can’t help, but to pick you up and give you a squeeze.

I love it when you jump in a basket ready for a ride .

You make doing the laundry much harder and heavier.  

Or when you jump into my lap and settle down for a nap.

Even when you sleep with me at night and you bite cause I am ignoring you.

You are a wonderful cat.

I love you Tabitha!