I walked into class and sat in a نشست اگلے to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her نشست and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, سے طرف کی the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, آپ know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as I always have when a stranger says my name. I'm just lucky I didn't put my full name on the application. I get up and walk to the front of the classroom. I look at Mrs. Marrow.
"Umm, what do I say?" I ask. All of the sudden a couple of kids are laughing.
"Just, about yourself. Yourself: in a summary!" she says, looking at some paperwork.
"Umm, I am Samantha Fitzpatrick-"
"Like, the Fitzpatrick girl from the Suite Life?" one boy in the back row asks. Another girl in the front, with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a tank-top, a denim skirt, and much jewelery, turned around and gave him a quick cold stare.
"Shut up, Robert." she said. "The Suite Life is FAKE. Besides, who still watches that show?" she asked.
He blurted back at her, "You probaly still do, Miranda. Say, do."
"Both of you, shut up! Robert, آپ have a lunch detention and a Responsibility Class. And آپ can NOT call your mother. Miranda, lunch detention." Mrs. Marrow yelled angrily. She started writing on a sticky note for both of them. She then turned to me and asked,
"What school did آپ come from?" she asked. I hesitated and tried to think of something. I thought of the school the poor kids went to in my village. "L'apprentissage est essentiel" I believe it was called. In English it meant "School is essential"
"L'apprentissage est essentiel" I replied. "It means 'School is essential'"
"Where was this school?" she asked
"Umm, Dagsboro, a small town in Delaware..." I replied. I had done research last night and was looking for small towns to state I was from.
"You may sit down now." کہا Mrs. Marrow. Everyone seemed bored with me. All of the sudden, I tripped and fell on my face. Even Skye started laughing. "Sam! Even if آپ don't become liked on the first دن doesn't mean آپ have to turn yourself into Robert!" excplaimed Mrs. Marrow. "Tsk, tsk. Responsibility Class for you!" she added. She wrote on a sticky note and handed it to me. I went back to my نشست and sat down.
"Oooh, new girl got in trouble!" teased the boy in front of me. I looked up and fell in love. He was handsome. Dirty blonde hair with green-blue eyes. He was wearing a plain, black شرٹ, قمیض with a black جیکٹ over it. He wore navy jeans with red converse. "One tiny mistake, and it's RC for you! Oh, and just so you're not a newbie, RC is after-school detention." Then, he turned around and acted like nothing happened. Mrs. Marrow was staring at him. "I know, I know. RC."
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her نشست and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, سے طرف کی the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, آپ know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as I always have when a stranger says my name. I'm just lucky I didn't put my full name on the application. I get up and walk to the front of the classroom. I look at Mrs. Marrow.
"Umm, what do I say?" I ask. All of the sudden a couple of kids are laughing.
"Just, about yourself. Yourself: in a summary!" she says, looking at some paperwork.
"Umm, I am Samantha Fitzpatrick-"
"Like, the Fitzpatrick girl from the Suite Life?" one boy in the back row asks. Another girl in the front, with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a tank-top, a denim skirt, and much jewelery, turned around and gave him a quick cold stare.
"Shut up, Robert." she said. "The Suite Life is FAKE. Besides, who still watches that show?" she asked.
He blurted back at her, "You probaly still do, Miranda. Say, do."
"Both of you, shut up! Robert, آپ have a lunch detention and a Responsibility Class. And آپ can NOT call your mother. Miranda, lunch detention." Mrs. Marrow yelled angrily. She started writing on a sticky note for both of them. She then turned to me and asked,
"What school did آپ come from?" she asked. I hesitated and tried to think of something. I thought of the school the poor kids went to in my village. "L'apprentissage est essentiel" I believe it was called. In English it meant "School is essential"
"L'apprentissage est essentiel" I replied. "It means 'School is essential'"
"Where was this school?" she asked
"Umm, Dagsboro, a small town in Delaware..." I replied. I had done research last night and was looking for small towns to state I was from.
"You may sit down now." کہا Mrs. Marrow. Everyone seemed bored with me. All of the sudden, I tripped and fell on my face. Even Skye started laughing. "Sam! Even if آپ don't become liked on the first دن doesn't mean آپ have to turn yourself into Robert!" excplaimed Mrs. Marrow. "Tsk, tsk. Responsibility Class for you!" she added. She wrote on a sticky note and handed it to me. I went back to my نشست and sat down.
"Oooh, new girl got in trouble!" teased the boy in front of me. I looked up and fell in love. He was handsome. Dirty blonde hair with green-blue eyes. He was wearing a plain, black شرٹ, قمیض with a black جیکٹ over it. He wore navy jeans with red converse. "One tiny mistake, and it's RC for you! Oh, and just so you're not a newbie, RC is after-school detention." Then, he turned around and acted like nothing happened. Mrs. Marrow was staring at him. "I know, I know. RC."
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six سال old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the میز, جدول for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled سے طرف کی something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six سال old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the میز, جدول for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled سے طرف کی something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
Me and Brittany got scared when the police سوالات us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the بیئر since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot مزید nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
The boys got is trouble because of the بیئر since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot مزید nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
آپ don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.
This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.
Broken and tired
of all these lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and آپ don’t care anymore,
but آپ do,
آپ still do.
You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the دن of your peace.
Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing آپ
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.