During state testing week, I had only one دن where I saw all of my students. I had my students write a story and several of them کہا they didn’t know what to write. This student found a solution to her problem. I keep telling students if they can't think of anything then they just need to write whatever pops into their heads The following is printed with Chey’s permission. She did write a proper story after this.
I can’t find anything to write sitting in my mom’s car, where my bag was. I’m trying to figure out something to write and maybe after my little sister and older sister are done fighting, we can leave for school. But, I also have nothing to write. Wait, do آپ hear that? Yea, that nothing? They’ve stopped fighting. Awesome! I wonder if we could leave? I’m ready, Chantel’s ready, Kai’s ready. Is Manny ready? Wow, I should scratch out that baby talk but I have nothing to write about, and I need at least 650 words. But, I have nothing to write about.
Oh, there goes my aunt and my cousins. “Bye.” I’ll be back I have to fix something. I’m back baby. Wow sitting here with paper in my hand just sitting in a car trying to find something to write, and now I just wrote allover my arm. Oops!
Wow my sisters are going to be late. It’s not my fault. I’m ready. I’m already in the car so now what? I have nothing to write and my hair is messy and we’re going to be late. Cool! Oh crasp! We have to do that FCAT thing and I forgot all about that, Oh and we’re getting رپورٹ cards. Oh my gooooodness. I’m going to die. Oh no, I hear someone coming. Oh no! Never mind. Ewww, I hate آپ people. The people that live اگلے to us. I mean in front. They are leaving. Gone. Now I can do something. I realize when I wrote that I thought I would have to go. Oh well. Everyone is in the car now, screaming, yelling, so blah. I live with screaming and yelling all the time. Help me!
Driving to my older sister’s bus stop in peace. Finally. Wait, never mind. Well she’s gone. I live with so many people it’s crazy. I live with seven girls and they have big mouths. It is really getting old. But, enough about that. I still have nothing to write about. 000-000-0000. Mommy’s on the phone with Gammies, my granda. She lives far, far away. I miss you. Bye, love ya.
آگ کے, آگ station 4 has just been passed سے طرف کی a white van. I mean an ugly white van.I’m sorry for this dumb story. I’ve just gotta get this finished. Plus, I’ve got nothing to write about.
Hah! Now mom is trying to give us the “respect” talk. Booo. Help me again.
“Chey, daddy says he loves you”, کہا Kai.
“I love آپ too daddy. I said”
I کہا that سے طرف کی Wakeland where my sister goes to school.
“Go mom”. The light turns green and she finally goes. We pulled in to my sister’s school.. Wow I see my old school, weird. I see these little kids with their backpacks so big and them so small. Ha, ha. Well bye old school. Coming to the light here and we have to turn right, go straight, curvy, school 20. My mom slows down. The lady waves and mom waves back, then turns into the school.
I’ll be back. I’m back. I’m in the gym listening to موسیقی so bored here.
I’ve read this all. It doesn’t make any sense. Sorry, I’ve wasted your time teacher but, I have nothing to write about
I can’t find anything to write sitting in my mom’s car, where my bag was. I’m trying to figure out something to write and maybe after my little sister and older sister are done fighting, we can leave for school. But, I also have nothing to write. Wait, do آپ hear that? Yea, that nothing? They’ve stopped fighting. Awesome! I wonder if we could leave? I’m ready, Chantel’s ready, Kai’s ready. Is Manny ready? Wow, I should scratch out that baby talk but I have nothing to write about, and I need at least 650 words. But, I have nothing to write about.
Oh, there goes my aunt and my cousins. “Bye.” I’ll be back I have to fix something. I’m back baby. Wow sitting here with paper in my hand just sitting in a car trying to find something to write, and now I just wrote allover my arm. Oops!
Wow my sisters are going to be late. It’s not my fault. I’m ready. I’m already in the car so now what? I have nothing to write and my hair is messy and we’re going to be late. Cool! Oh crasp! We have to do that FCAT thing and I forgot all about that, Oh and we’re getting رپورٹ cards. Oh my gooooodness. I’m going to die. Oh no, I hear someone coming. Oh no! Never mind. Ewww, I hate آپ people. The people that live اگلے to us. I mean in front. They are leaving. Gone. Now I can do something. I realize when I wrote that I thought I would have to go. Oh well. Everyone is in the car now, screaming, yelling, so blah. I live with screaming and yelling all the time. Help me!
Driving to my older sister’s bus stop in peace. Finally. Wait, never mind. Well she’s gone. I live with so many people it’s crazy. I live with seven girls and they have big mouths. It is really getting old. But, enough about that. I still have nothing to write about. 000-000-0000. Mommy’s on the phone with Gammies, my granda. She lives far, far away. I miss you. Bye, love ya.
آگ کے, آگ station 4 has just been passed سے طرف کی a white van. I mean an ugly white van.I’m sorry for this dumb story. I’ve just gotta get this finished. Plus, I’ve got nothing to write about.
Hah! Now mom is trying to give us the “respect” talk. Booo. Help me again.
“Chey, daddy says he loves you”, کہا Kai.
“I love آپ too daddy. I said”
I کہا that سے طرف کی Wakeland where my sister goes to school.
“Go mom”. The light turns green and she finally goes. We pulled in to my sister’s school.. Wow I see my old school, weird. I see these little kids with their backpacks so big and them so small. Ha, ha. Well bye old school. Coming to the light here and we have to turn right, go straight, curvy, school 20. My mom slows down. The lady waves and mom waves back, then turns into the school.
I’ll be back. I’m back. I’m in the gym listening to موسیقی so bored here.
I’ve read this all. It doesn’t make any sense. Sorry, I’ve wasted your time teacher but, I have nothing to write about
The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are آپ doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the قلعہ of light, "i really dont know,".
تبصرے PLZ
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are آپ doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the قلعہ of light, "i really dont know,".
تبصرے PLZ
The pain آپ caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears آپ left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my دل beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain آپ left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend آپ were when آپ were here
But the legacy in my دل that آپ left!
The burning tears آپ left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my دل beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain آپ left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend آپ were when آپ were here
But the legacy in my دل that آپ left!
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? آپ ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most مقبول boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the بھیڑیا pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.
It's Funny, I Use To Be Popular. At First Some People Loved Me And Others Hated Me. Now Everyone Hates Me. Even My Old Best Friends. آپ See, I Always Found A Flaw In Everyone And Used It To Hurt Them. Not Physicly Hurt. I Made Them Feel Horrible About Them Selves. I Was The Reason آپ Cried On The Way Home. The Reason آپ Fake Sicked. Of Course Karma Came And Hit Me Like A Ton Of Bricks. I Try Hard To Be Nice, But No One At School Pays Attention To Me. Except Teachers. I Even Tried Sitting With My Old Friends.
"Hey, Guys!" I Said
"What Are آپ Doing Here?" کہا Lexi Illing
"I Just Wanted To Sit With You."
"Well, Their's No Room"
"Yeah, Right There." I کہا Pointing To The Empty Chair At The End.
"Well," کہا Victoria Khan Placing Her کتابیں On The Seat. "Now It's Taken."
Everyone Laughed. Except Me Of Course. I Just Walked Away. Wishing, I Had Never Been So Cruel.
"Hey, Guys!" I Said
"What Are آپ Doing Here?" کہا Lexi Illing
"I Just Wanted To Sit With You."
"Well, Their's No Room"
"Yeah, Right There." I کہا Pointing To The Empty Chair At The End.
"Well," کہا Victoria Khan Placing Her کتابیں On The Seat. "Now It's Taken."
Everyone Laughed. Except Me Of Course. I Just Walked Away. Wishing, I Had Never Been So Cruel.
Those words pierced me like thorns on a rose.
learing to let go is like jumping out of an airplan with no para shoot
