Discover Your Self

Today, when I was walking, talking and sighing, down the street, I looked to my side and saw a famous singer on a billboard. I thought to myself, 'I want to be like her!' But I knew I could never be it. Then I finally had the guts to ask my parents for singing lessons. So I kept going each week. Each week I kept getting better, my voice was coming along! 'Finally, I'm good enough!' I thought to myself after practice. I tossed my brown mane behind my shoulder, smiling.

Once I started to sing, my faveorite song: You and I by Lady Gaga, the crowd was so surprised on how powerful and unique my voice is! Everyone stopped talking instantly and listened. When the song was over, the audience cheered, and I even got some standing ovations! What if, this will be my career! Best Day Ever!

When I went into the local music store, where I get my singing lessons from, everyone looked at me. I'm kinda of a shy person at first, so this was a very embarrassing thing for me. I hurried into the studio room, and silently closed the door. There was my music teacher, Ms. Wu, and two men in black tuxs. I blinked, "What's happening?" I looked at Ms. Wu. She smilied a great smile, "You've been noticed, Renee!" I looked confused as I looked at the two men, one of them spoke, the shorter one of the two, "We heard you sing yesterday! Your amazing! Come to Las Vegas and follow your dreams!" I smilied, "Really?" I was jumping up and down in exictment, Ms. Wu got up and hugged me, tightly, "Congrats!" she whispered in my ear. After the lesson and the big news, I pulled out my phone and dialed my mom and told her the news.

Cookies are Superific!

My faveorite food is inner most postively love, COOKIES! Cookies are superific, I really like chococlate/ oatmeal ones. But Cookies don't like me! I'm severly allergic to them, but I don't care! It's like my friend who is allergic to pineapple, but she eats it anyways! One day, when I ate a cookie, I swelled all up and got red splotches on me. I was rushed to the hospital and my doctor said 'No more cookies!' but I sneek cookies all the time. I really love cookies! So, whatever. I will eat cookies all I want. Which means frequent trips to the hospital.

Silliness with Q-Tips. (Retarted Unicorn)

One day when I was walking down the street, the most unusual thing happened. I saw a white and pink unicorn, landing on a cloud. Then it spoke, in a deep man voice, "Hi, I'm Bob. And you are?" I was so freaked out, I almost wet myself. Instead, I screamed and ran away. When I looked back, the unicorn named Bob was chasing after me running like a retartdeit up you stupid human! I can't run like you!" I wouldn't stop, then when I looked behind me again and I saw a trail of water, it was me. Then unicorn stopped,  looked at the trail of water, and ran the other direction. I blushed in embarrassment then ran into the bushes by my house and pulled out my blackberry phone and called my mom and explained, all she said was, "Good job honey." then hung up. My mom brought me a pair of pants and walked me into the house, laughing. I shook my head, 'Nice mother...' I thought to myself. I just couldn't get that retarded unicorn named Bob, out of my head. I think I need a new brain. I took two Q-Tips out of my drawer and cleaned out my ears after my shower. Trying not to think about what just happened. Even though it like scarred me, for life.

The next day, when I was walking to school in the morning, I saw Bob the Retared Unicorn again, and I manned up and said "Goooo away!" then the unicorn laughed, "No. Your the chosen one, Aniken Skywalker, the chosen one to rule Unicorn Land!" and then I just shook my head, "What the ballises!!!" I walked away, "This is a werid week!" Bob trotted after me, "Aniken!" I stopped, "My name is not Aniken it's John!" The retared unicorn shook his head, "No it's not!" I stopped, "Look at my birth pages and it will tell you! Now go away, I'm late for school!" Bob nodded and walked away then muttered, "I'll be back." All I thought was, 'Creeper'.

As I got to school, the bell rang for the late-comers to tell them that they are late. I shuffled into the office to get a pink late slip for my teacher then speed walked down the halls because we weren't allowed to run in the halls, into my class. I looked at the door just to make sure I was in the right place, because I already once went into the wrong class. Ms. Huckle Room 423. Ok right class! I walked in and handed Ms. Huckles my late slip, sat down and got to work. Writing is my pet peeve because I don't like the topics Ms. Huckle gives us, they are all academic and boring. I like writing about super heros and supernatural people. I don't know why, it just intrigues me. After class, I went outside for the 15 minute break and not very surpisingly, I saw Bob. "Oh, what a surpise?!" I muttered, sucking on my juice box. Bob walked over to me, "You've gotta listen to me, Aniken!" I shook my head, "No. I don't." I chucked out my juice box in the recycling and walked into the school, "Don't follow me." As I saw Bob walk after me. I pointed to the 'No horses in school grounds' sign, "Your not allowed here, so go away, before someone captures you and takes you away!" Bob nodded, "Ok, see you later." and walked away, retartedly. A week past and I didn't see Bob the Retarted Unicorn anymore.

Response on the Book

I really liked the book because it has a moral to it, and tells us a little bit about how to 'spruce' up our writing! The moral was: nothing is ever boring. The book was very fun to listen to, because I really like books, and I like to read. It really hooked me in when 'the teacher' used her fake British accent, even though it was sorta weak! Overall, I think this is a good book, and you should read another one soon!

Against everyone. Let me shine.

Everyone holds me back, I just want to shine. Everyday, I count by two and tye my shoes, I already know this stuff, so let me shine. I've been down this road before, too many times. The head office hold me back because of my attuide, and my parents agree. All I say is, LET ME SHINE. I'm against everyone's opion. Because mine only matters to me. Just because I'm not worth my parents time, I am not stupid. Not at all close. Stupid world! I am sharp as a pencil! Boys all around me check me out because I'm pretty, then when they ask my grade, I say 4. Then they are taken aback and walk out the door. I am supposed to be in grade 8, but I'm too late to start now. The admins hold me back because I'm just so mad at them, my mom always says, 'Be nice to the teachers, because they are the one that is marking your work!'. But I do my work, and get A's. But they still don't understand my modifications. I'm built for grade 4, appearently. I will never understand, I will never grow up. May as well go to Never Ever Land.

I want you back...

Everyday, I think and tap my pen agaisnt my desk. Thinking about what to write, then finally, I've got it. I've got this story in my head, and I start to jolt down words after words, sentences after sentences. I'm writing a story about you, how badly I want you back in my life, not some stupid corpse that shows that your dead. I want your soul implanted into your body again. It's just so hard to watch you die before my eyes. It's so hard for me not to cry right now. I just want your warm smile greeting me everyday, I just want you to hold me and tell me that I'm pretty. But some cold hearted person thought that it was your time to die. You were never a negitive person, maybe that was the reason why you died? I just want you to see me now. I want you to know that I'm safe and okay. You know everything about me, and I know everything about you. You were my best friend. My soulmate. Now it's all gone... All I want is, and all I'm asking is, for you back.
I want you back.