Charolette's Web

In the beginning of Charlotte's Web, Fern saves Wilbur from death. I think it was an amazing thing for her to do. If I was in that position I would do my best to stand up for Wilbur. In kindergarten I stood up for my best friend Jordan. We were only five or six years old so most kids didn't need glasses at that young of an age, but she did. She was the only kid in our class with glasses. All of the kids made fun of her, and she is a very sensitive person. I remember being at Walmart with my mom and telling her that I couldn't see and that I should get glasses. She didn't believe me because I had never complained about it before, so she asked why I really wanted glasses. I told her about how the kids made fun of Jordan, and she got me a pair of reading glasses that I wore to school everyday so that Jordan wasn't the only one with glasses.  

A Day No Pigs Would Die: blog #1

I have a dog named Baby and I love her very much. My dad and I didn't get to spend a lot of time with her, so we decided she would be better off in a different home. We gave her away last year, and it broke my heart. I didn't want her to leave, so it was very hard for me. Last week my dad texted me during lunch asking if I wanted to take her back. The home we had given her too could no longer manage and had asked if we wanted her back. We went to get her on Friday, and I have spent every minute possible with her. I'm so glad she is back. I remember crying to her when I was upset, and she would give me a kiss. I would tell her things I couldn't tell my friends. She is definitely more than a pet to me, she is family. 

Group D: Third Person Limited From Leslie's Point of View

   Leslie is standing in a congested hallway.  Her heart stops, when she sees the love of her life, Thomas.  She gets butterflies in her stomach, as she approaches him.  She's practically shaking in her chucks.  She debates with herself whether she should talk to him or not.  Maybe just watch from a distance.  But no!  Flirting with this hot stud would make her friend, Sarah, very sad.  Then again, just a little conversation wouldn't hurt.  Leslie majestically walks over to him, hair flowing in the wind.  This is what she wanted to happen.  In reality, she trips over her untied chucks.  Thomas catches her, and their eyes meet.  They gaze longingly.  They're lips meet, while they're tongue's say hello.  They make their way to the janitor's closet and things went way too far. Five years have passed since then, and they have dropped out of High School.  Leslie is pregnant; her and Thomas are now fighting over the remote.....and the weather.  "Shut up and go make me a sandwich!" screams Tom.  "You can't tell me what to do!" yells back Leslie.  Thomas greets her snarky remark with a backhand to the side of the face.  She breaks down in tears and runs out the door.  Another 5 months have passed and the divorce papers have been signed.  Leslie is finally free.  She has no job or money.  But at least she got custody of her son, Brian.  She borrows money and sells her kid to feed into her crack addiction.  She just can't get enough.  She's homeless, and looks like a hobo.  Not a day goes by that she wishes that she never talked to Thomas that day...

Halloween Story :)

         One Halloween night, after all the little boys and girls went home, a girl named Kaela was still running about. She was wearing black shoes, black leggings, and a black leather jacket. She called herself a "beast-ninja." She would tip-toe around, trying to scare people, but tonight no one was outside. She looked around and was very confused. She decided to venture up to a house at the top of the hill.In this house lived an old man named Phil, who wasn't very social. She knocked and there was no answer. She knocked again, still no answer.She pushed on the door and it opened. she hesitated for a minute, but then walked in. She looked around for awhile downstairs, but then decided to go to the second level. The stairs creaked with every step she took. She started to check all the rooms for Phil, but could not find him. She went to the end of the hall and checked the last room and there he was. He was sitting in a rocking chair with a pencil and notepad in his lap. He looked over at her with a confused look and asked, "Who are you?"
        She paused and then began to ramble, saying, "I am Kaela. I was Trick or Treating. Do you go Trick or Treating? No, never mind your too old. I heard your name is Phil. Is your name Phil? I hope so, otherwise this would be awkward." He looked at her strangely and then asked her if she wanted to hear a story. It was now very late and Kaela was a little frightened, but she said OK. He then started his story. It was scary and demented. In the middle of his story, he got up and shut the door. Kaela flinched as she heard it slam. Throughout the story, Kaela realized that this wasn't just a story that he was telling. It was a book that he was in the process of writing. She saw the title page on the notepad that was previous in his lap. He was using her to live out his book. He didn't have an ending written out, but Kaela knew that the end of the book would be written by the end of the night. She turned to look at Phil and he was staring at her, holding a pocket knife in his right hand.
        He looked at the knife and said, "So, do you think you know how my story will end?" He had a creep grin on his face and he chuckled a little.
        Kaela then replied, "Yes, but it's different than you planned."
        "How so?" he said in a sarcastic tone.
        "Well I'm not exactly sure, but it will."
        "Hmm?" Just then, Phil charged at her with his knife. She quickly moved out of the path of the knife. She picked up the wooden chair she was sitting in and swung it at Phil. She hit him a couple times, and he was quite dizzy. She started to run around the room and he chased her. He said that he would kill her the first chance he got, whether it was tonight, or any other night. She grabbed the glass lap next to the bed and whacked him over the head. He fell unconscious onto the bed. She tied him to the bed, and started a fire on the bed, in the kitchen, and in the living room. She then ran out of the house and watched it burn for a few minutes. She then left the yard, and vowed to never speak of that Halloween night.