Week 4 Theme. Truth...or Consequences. Playing with truth, facts, and the area just beyond them

1. As I drive down the dusty road towards the stop sign, the country song I was listening to ends. A new song starts and I’m not in the mood for it so I hit the black next button on my silver CD player. I come to the stop sign and put on my orange left blinker. Once I have checked that the road is clear of oncoming vehicles, I pull out and head to the left. I’m jammin’ out to my country music heading down the road. I pull onto the road that leads up to my friend’s house. As I pull into her driveway, I notice that a fresh layer of white paint has been added to the whole house. Her little brother comes running out of the house and leaps into my arms- giving me a gigantic kiss. I take him inside with me and greet the rest of my friend’s family members. I put my black Adidas bag on the floor, and tell my friend about the prom meeting that is taking place tomorrow at school. Then we get into our own details about our prom night. The rest of the day I play with her little brothers and her and I talk about school drama and upcoming sports events.
2. As I drive down the filthy road towards the red stop sign, the country song I was listening to ends. A new song starts and I’m not feeling the right vibes for it so I hit the blue next button on my gray CD player. I come to the stop sign and put on my yellow right blinker. Once I have checked that the road is clear of oncoming motorists, I pull out and head to the right. I’m jammin’ out to my country music heading down the road. I pull on top of the road that leads up to my friend’s house. As I pull into her parking spot, I notice that a fresh layer of pink paint has been added to the whole house. Her little sister comes running out of the house and leaps onto my leg- giving me a gigantic hug. I take her inside with me and greet the rest of my friend’s family members. I put my purple bag on the floor, and tell my friend about the annual formal meeting that is taking place tomorrow at school. Then we get into our own details about our night. The rest of the day I engage in recreation with her brother/sister, then her and I talk about education drama and upcoming games.
3. As I swim down the filthy & dirty windy road towards the square green sign that has yellow words that spell “POTS”, the pot banging song I was listening to ends. A new song roars into my radiator and I’m not in the mood for it so I hit the black next weed on my silver CD skipper. I come to the green sign and put my legs down to POTS. Once I have checked that the road is clear of oncoming stingrays, I push out and glide to the left. I’m jammin’ out to my pot banging music gliding through the road. I push onto the road that leads up to my friend’s cardboard box. As I push into her triangular area, I notice that a fresh fabric of polka-dot strawberries have been added to the whole box. Her little couch sibling comes running out of the box and leaps into my flippers- giving me a massive jab. I take him inside with me and greet the rest of my friend’s couch members. I put my orange/black zigzag striped purse on the floor, and tell my friend about the hoedown meeting that is taking place tomorrow at the “Weedie Palace”. Then we get into our own details about our swimming tube dare. The rest of the day I play with her little couch siblings and her and I talk about vehicle drama and upcoming mammal arena derbies.

Week 3 Theme: scene-setting and dialogue

As I lay here under his satin sheets of his king-size bed, I’m thinking to myself “What am I doing here?”. As I lay here thinking, I can hear his movements behind this closed door that seperates us. I get up and wrap myself in his woodsy smelling robe and walk to the closed door and open it.

From the doorway I say “Gage”
“I’m in here”
I walk into the kitchen and I’m speechless.
“Alicia, I know that I was a major jerk-face last night. So, with that said I was hoping that you would forgive me and have breakfast with me?”
“Yes, you were a jerk-face last night, Gage, but I would love to have breakfast with you.”
He walks over to me and without realizing what was happening he kisses me.
“What was that for, Gage?”
“It’s for being my best friend, my family, and my soul mate.”
“Gage, that is so sweet. I hope you know that I love you.”
“I was hoping you would say that because…” as he says that he gets down on one knee and pulls out a black velvet box and says… “Alicia, would you do me the honor and be my wife?”
“Oh my god!…. Yes, of course I will.”

Week 2 Theme: you and the big world--you don't have to be old to do week 2!

The 1990’s were a decade to change all. At this point in time I was just born. January 1990. When I was growing up I was told that my generation was the generation of the baby boomers. The beginning of the 1990’s are most of a blur to me as I was a little kid. The stories that I heard growing up have stuck with me and I remember some things.
In 1990 the major thing that happened this year was the Gulf War. The Gulf War started August 2, 1990 and ended February 28, 1991. George H. W. Bush was the president at the time. The coalition came of victorious.
Collape of the Soviet Union ended in 1991. On April 10th a South Alantic tropical cyclone was the first to be documented. Know all kinds of tropical storms/hurricanes are documented today in 2010.
1992 was the year that my brother was born and now I don’t have to just share my things with my twin sister but know a brother.
Operation Desert Storm is still commonly heard of today even in 2010. It was officially recorded in the record books that it ended November 30, 1995. This was also the year that I attend public school as a kindergartener.
The year 2000 was the year that most everybody thought the world would end. Y2K was a term that had most people scrunching for food, water, and supplies. Of course since I am writing this piece, the world did not end. There are reports that in 2012 the world will end again, but it’s just a big hoxe.
2001 was a year that my generation will carry with us for the rest of our lives. On September 11, 2001, our nation took a turn that nobody expected. This event in time marks how all we hear about in the media is Terrorism. I was 12 yrs old and in 6th grade. I remember being in music class and the teacher hearing the announcement over the intercom and turning the TV on to the media were a newscaster was filming the event of the planes hitting the towers. Sad day in time.
I jump to 2004 wear I become a freshmen in high school. It was a day that I will not forget as I was a part of the 2004 State Championship Football Game that Bucksport won. We were and still are a big community on sports.
2008 I graduate and here I sit writing this English piece. Now it is 2010 and a decade later there are reports that this decade will be another generation of the baby boomers.