A last goodbye

In high school nothing seems to last forever

People grow up, and friendships grow apart

I don’t know what I’ll do without him,

But he’ll always be in my heart

A friendship so strong,

No one will ever understand,

The pain I feel inside me

When he’s not there to hold my hand.

My eyes are puffy from the tears,

No one there to feel my fears

Emptiness has been left inside me,

But no one’s there to see my hiding.

Facing the world without him will never be the same

Because to me this was never just a game

A friendship so strong fell before my eyes

Every thought about him consumes my mind

Though he is no longer there,

I still feel him everywhere.

We may not have made it to forever

But at least I know we ended it together.

I guess these are my last words of sophomore year. I lost my best friend, and nothing seems to  be able to fix that. I've cried a lot today when he said he was done, but now I begin to realize my pain has only just begun. There are heartbreaks every day and mine is no different. I just have to hold my head up and be strong, put on a smile and move on. I will never forget every memory we shared. I have learned that letting go is one of the hardest things in life, but it always comes. You decide whether it defines you, or guides you. So, goodbye best friend. I've taken many lessons from you, but our  road together ends here. I hope to find you one day happy, with a life that brings you so much joy. One day we might meet again. We might sit down and talk, or just smile and remember old times. Or we could walk away with hatred in our hearts. Whatever path we take, whatever move we make, I wish you the very best. This may be our last goodbye, but just know you'll be in my heart forever. 

Mud

Mud, squished up between your toes. What a wonderful reminiscence of your childhood. Back when everything was carefree and like mud, easily shaped. Your future was blind to you, but you had faith in yourself, knowing whoever you became was the person you were meant to be. You thought nothing bad of the outside world, and your innocence was still there. Mud is a childhood memory that burns like a fire. As we grow older our flame runs out, and we yearn for the years where our lives were easily shaped, like the mud between our toes, feeling the soft, squishy texture of wet earth beneath our feet. Instead of shaping ourselves, we become shaped by others. We succumb to peer-pressure and slowly lose every ounce of control in our lives that we were given. We once had the power to control our lives.  We once had the power to shape our future. Whereas now, we're stuck in the same routine everyday wishing for it to all go away. Our childhood memories, like mud, are fading. Our lives are quickly shading. We're drowning fast into the great unknown. No one knows what the next step will be, only that we will never see; what is to become of this generation; how will we ever shape the nation? Everyone is depending on us, when we’re still in a rut. We’re clueless on what to do, yet we are expected to act like you. Our childhood memories are quickly fading, no one else see’s the faking. Mud was once such a beautiful thing, never again will we see the light it brings. Our childhood memories are quickly fading. 

*I really don't know if this is what you wanted, but it's late, I'm tired, and this is the best I've got.*

In My Head

If someone could see what was going on in my head, they would be extremely confused. My thoughts are jumbled up pieces of my life that I cannot seem to let go of. For one thing, there's an ex-boyfriend. He's on my mind all the time though I refuse to let anyone know that. I never thought that one person could mean so much to you at such a young age. He's all I cared about, and for the longest time I thought that was for the best. I thought I was all he cared about, but I was wrong.

My friends and their well-being consumes my thoughts as well. I think about Kaitlin, Emily, Maggie, Kelsie, and Harrison. I hope Kaitlin finds happiness. I know that's all she's ever wanted, and she deserves it. I think about Emily and I hope that she will get into NCSSM. I think about my friends because I go through the day seeing them and hearing their thoughts.

The one thing that consumes my mind the most is my future. I think about where I'm going to go to college- if I go to college. Or I should be saying if I get in. What am I going to do with my life? I don't think I'm a good enough writer to pursue a career in being a journalist or writer. I have a loud voice, but what can  I do with that? How will I know what's right for me? Will I take advantage of it when the opportunity arises? Will I ever stop worrying about it? 

One Sentence

If I was to only be able to pass along one sentence to a whole new generation that new nothing of our previous knowledge, I would tell them, "I think, therefore I am." This one sentence has the ability to change the minds and the way people think. We are humans and have the skills to change things if we apply ourselves. I do not think this new population should be able to have all the information about the world given to them, because if they do, they will never use their minds. Besides, if we had start off from scratch, shouldn't they have to as well? How fair would that be, to give them all the knowledge we hold now when our predecessors had nothing to go off of? They did it by sheer determination and ambition. That is why I chose that sentence. It shows that if you use your mind and a little imagination, you can do anything. You can discover, or re-discover, everything that we have now, but it's up to them. I wouldn't let someone have it easy by giving them the clue to some huge scientific discovery. If we had to work for it, so should they.

Biggest Problem-Facing Adolescents

The biggest problem facing adolescents in today's society is their addiction to texting. In today's generation, our thumbs move faster than our minds can think. This may very well be the reason behind "texting without a filter", which means pairing a finger happy teen and their inability to think logically through their actions. Since teenagers are not confronted face-to-face with the person they are texting, it becomes easier to say things that they normally wouldn't, giving teens a "ballsier" attitude. 

According to an article written by Jessica Samakow of the Huffington Post, "Teens between the ages of 12 to 17 send, on average, 60 texts a day." In that same article, it notes that over 77% of teens own a cell phone, with one in four owning a smart phone. 75% say they are actively texting,and 65% say they text every day. However, only 39% tend to make calls daily. 

Texting doesn't just stop at influencing teens at home, they text in school using their phones to cheat or look up the answers on Google or other well known search engines. Teachers, however, are becoming smarter in looking for cellular devices during class. Some teachers even make it mandatory to turn in your phone before taking a test, this way you are not tempted to tweet. It seems as though phones are getting smarter, while the teenage population continues to rely on auto-correct to fix their mistakes. However, auto-correct doesn't save you from getting an F on a test for cheating, nor can it enhance your ability to learn. 

Also, text messaging poses a threat when teens are driving. I do not think I have to say how important it is to NOT text and drive. Not only does one put their life at stake, but others drivers around them as well. 

Texting is one of the biggest issues facing teens today, and if it is not stopped it will soon be too late to control it. I suggest that teens limit themselves to how many texts they send a day, or either set a time for when they cannot text. Plus, teenagers should put down the phone and pick up a book. A lot more knowledge can come from them than they realize. 

Come Alive

When I was little, I had a swing set in my backyard. I loved this swing set, because during the summer when the days were sunny, and the clouds were white like cotton, I would go out and swing. When I got high enough in the air, I would lean my head back and close my eyes and fly backwards. It was like flying only you were still on the ground. I would open my eyes and see everything upside down. The wind from the swing flowing through you tangled hair, as the world just faded away for a while. When I was little, this is what made me feel alive. As I got older, I spent less and less time on that swing set, and finally my dad took it to dump because no one used it anymore. I still remember that feeling even today I get that feeling from writing. When I write, I open my soul to everything around me. I don't feel the world around me, it's just me, my pen, and paper. There is no greater feeling than getting a compliment on my writing, or knowing that I've done a fabulous job. I sometimes miss my swing set, and the magical summer days I spent flying away on them to some far off place, but I remind myself that I have something else to make me feel the same way those swings did.

The Watchmen- English

We chose this voki character (Jesus) to represent the Watchmen because he is pure and had good intentions in telling Creon about Polynecies's body. The Watchmen had nothing to do with the burial of his body, but bravely came to him and told him about it. We chose the background of rain and lightening because of the bad news that he was delivering to Creon. The Watchmen is worried about Creon blaming him for Polynecies's burial. He basically told Creon to "not shoot the messenger" when he delivered the news. The Watchmen told him that if they never found the criminal  then he would not be the one to come back here and deliver the news to him.