Don't Text and Drive

Listen to my story

It doesn't need any glory

But if you listen well

Everything will be swell

It's about texting and driving

And about how people are dying

It happens everyday, you see 

Texting and driving even though we shouldn't be

We text on freeways

Then on highways

When we get home safely we are so glad

Then an accident happens and things go bad

A young girl is now hurt

And blood is on the driver's shirt

That young girl is dead now 

The driver sleeps at night somehow

They either feel remorse and shame

Or they think they are not to blame 

Do you see what's wrong in our little world 

Look at the charts, the numbers go up in a whirl

Please heed my warning 

So that more families aren't mourning

This poem that I say so proud 

I'll say again and say so loud 

This issue will be put to rest 

If only we just try our best

But if we don't real soon

Our fate will be the same too.

Phones for life

Recently a rule in our school have been enforced. The rule itself is that we are not allowed to use our phones in the hallway or in the building. To me, I think this rule is unfair. Honestly I'm okay with not having them in class because people do stupid things with their phones. I understand that rule but what is the true harm of using it in the hallways. The most we can do with using our phones in the hallway is reply to a few text messages or study for a test we forgot to study for the night before. Also I don't see why you would punish everyone for what a few people are doing. To me it doesn't make sense but I don't have a say. I do believe that with time maybe they'll ease up but until then we have to deal with the rule.

Magical Phone of Wonder

Honestly, phones are pretty cool just by being phones. Even so, I would never call a smartphone a “smart phone”. I think I’ll actually consider it a smart phone when it does everything I need it to do for me. The one thing that I would love to have on my phone is being able to find me instead of me finding it. I want to be able to say “Phone come to me,” and just have float into my lap. Another thing that I would want my phone to do is make me pizza on command. There have been plenty of times where I've

actually forgotten my lunch money or my lunch and I just wanted something to eat. With this function on the phone I would never go hungry and I would be able to save the money so my mom and I can do more things together. Those are only a few demands if I had to put apps on my phone.

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Sharknado

I awoke in forest with trees as high as I could see. I looked around trying to recall what happened before I ended up here. I remember sitting in class working on my English paper, then Mr. Juarez comes up to me and lifts up a sledge hammer and then it was dark. Anger consumed me in minutes then I see a shadow move above me. I looked up to see sharks swimming above me. That suddenly it gave an idea. I climb up the tallest tree and I look around to find the biggest shark. Then I finally see one big enough to follow through on my plan. As soon as the shark was close enough I jumped on top of its head and ride it to school. From there I take my take my revenge on my class mates. I had my shark eat every single one in the class and let it go as soon as the job was done. A lesson is to be learned here: don’t cross me.

Comfort is Love

• ♀        Virginia
• ♀        Sierra
• ♀        Caitlin
• ♀        Paige
• ♀        Alyssa
• ♀        Cats & dogs
• ♀        Reading my favorite book Beautiful Disaster
• ♀        Writing
• ♀        Rubbing my back
• ♀        My mom
• ♀        Listening to Chandelier By: Sia

Most of the things that comfort me are very important people in my life. In a way their comfort is welcoming yet foreign to me. I say that because I’m usually the one comforting them and I usually don’t let anyone close enough to comfort me. So the fact that they can comfort me shows how much I trust and love them. Whenever I need someone I know I can always count on them. The same thing goes for them as well because they know that no matter what I’ll be there for them, too. Even when they’re not around they still find some way to comfort me and that makes me love them even more.

Mya

My name
Mya
History of me
The day I came to be
Turned around
Barely breathing
Not remembering
Slowly that followed
Laughing
Smiling
Cooing
Holding
For a mother a name will come
Beautiful one
The meaning of me
MY-ah
A name of honey
Velvet
Silk
A name that rolls off the tongue
To me
It's a symbol
For unique
The brave
The whisper of the wind
The meaning of me
The oohs and aahs of the crowd
The traits of gold
Rare and valuable
The story of me
Mya
A name that only fits the chosen
But only a few
That's it's  story
Mya 
The Origin of Indian mythology
The name of a beautiful goddess
The last thing
Who truly is me?
The name?
Or the words?
Both are me
The amazing
Goddess
Rare
Velvet
Oohs and  aahs
Are every single bit of me
And I love every part of me
I am
Mya

My choice for chickens is eggcelent

If I had to choose between a cow, a horse, and a dozen chickens I would pick the dozen chickens. To me, chickens seem like the most logical choice. Assuming that one is a rooster they would be able to breed. When they breed I'll for one have more eggs. Which will enable me to raise more chickens or have more eggs to sell and eat. I figure that if I keep selling eggs I will earn money and the more I sell the more money I'll make. Another way i could make money is by selling pillows that are stuffed with my chickens feathers. Once I earn enough money I will hopfully be able to buy a cow which will bring me even more money to buy a horse. With that chickens would be the best choice.

The Final Fiesta

As I lay here on my death bed or death trash, I have to wonder why me? I am recording this video as my dying declaration. Yes, I am a piñata, recording a video, and talking to you. Deal with it. Anyway, I am going to explain why I am recording this video. It all started with me being hung on a string. I didn't know what was going on but I thought it was fun swinging from the air. Then little people came towards me holding bats. It all happened in a blur, they attacked me with bats. At first I thought that they were doing it so that I would fear them or their wrath. That thought left my mine when my body split in half and my candy entrails were all over the ground. Then the nastiest thing happened: they were eating me. I cried jelly beans as they ate me one kid ate so much that they threw up but still continued to eat. After they were done the giant took me down and threw me in the garbage. Here I lay a wounded solider after a gruesome battle, leaving you my dying declaration.

~Fin.

Story Time

A young girl woke up strapped to a chair. She bucked in it trying to get free but couldn’t move. She thought back to try and remember what happened to her. The only thing that she could remember was a man in black. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a metal door opening. When it opened she smelt sea water and saw the tiniest streak of sunlight. Then she remembers that she was near the deck. She was sure this was where she had left him, or at least she tried to anyway. She felt a figure move next to her. She screamed

            “No one will hear you.” said a gruff voice.

            She went silent then felt something cold on her hand. The next thing she knew searing pain went through her whole body. The man had cut of her finger. She screamed in pain and felt tears run down her face.

            “I’m going to offer you a deal. If you give me someone else to take your place I’ll let you go. I will offer you this deal every day and every day to refuse I cut off a limb.” He said in her ear.

            She couldn't bare the thought of going through this pain everyday so she whispered a yes. He unstrapped her and told her to look into the hordes of people on the beach and get him someone.

            She searched and searched and then saw a little girl about three years old. The girl swiftly grabbed her and takes her to the figure standing under the deck.

            “Here I did what you asked me to, now let me go.” She says as she struggles to keep the little girl under control. He takes the little girl away from her.

            “Go ahead but be warned that you’ll never escape me because I am the one thing you will have to face in the end.”  He says slyly.

            “Who are you?” The young girl whispers.

            “I am Death.”

Tea For Two

If I had to choose three people to share a hot cup of tea with (sorry Mr. Juarez I hate coffee) it would be with Jean, Marco, and my friend Sierra. I choose my friend Sierra because she loves Jean and Marco just as much as I do and we would have so much to ask them as we drank tea in the groves. I would ask them how they felt being attack by titans which are huge cannibalistic beings. Then I would ask them to teach me how 3D maneuver gear works which is what they use to soar through the air and kill titans. The last question I would ask is how were they able to survive as long as they did emotionally and physically. After all my questions though we would enjoy the rest of the evening enjoying our hot tea and while laughing at Jean as he tries to count all of Marco’s freckles.

A Memory In A Bottle

A memory that I would bottle up is the week I went to Savannah, Georgia. That was one of the best weeks of my life so far. It was the first time I've ever traveled so far away from home. So I was really nervous but once I got there I felt really happy cause I loved how felt comfortable imminently when we arrived. The hotel was really nice and I got share a room with my friends Brooke, Ashley, Taylor, and Erilyn. We walked around a lot and we saw all of the main sites. The best thing that we did was go to the beach and look at all the sea animals. My friend Brooke and I held to jellyfish and many different kinds of sea snails and crabs. After, we stayed at the beach for four hours we went to a dolphin show. If I ever get a chance I would probably move to Georgia even though it’s super-hot down there.

If I Had To Choose A President

If I had to choose any one to be president it would be my friend Virginia Ford. There are many reasons why I think she would be a good president. She’s kind, caring, creative, fun loving, strong willed, and an amazing friend. With all of these qualities she can help this world get back on track. With her kindness she could help the hungry and homeless. With her caring and loving nature she will try to support our countries medical necessities to find a cure for cancer and AIDS. With her strong will she will find a way to make peace with us and other countries so that we will not have to go into unnecessary wars. With her creativity she can make people see the rainbow in the dark clouds. Lastly, the most important thing that any president should have is to be a friend. Virginia, if she was president, would make sure that no matter who you are she will be there for you.