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The Olympic Dream

2008-08-15T01:13:16Z

So here I was. Performing in the gold medal finals for women’s gymnastics. But it just didn’t make sense. I wasn’t even a woman. I was 16!!!

If there was a gold medal for hugs, Natalia Pierce would win. I had only been on the olympic team for a few days, but I already knew she would become one of my best friends.
Natalia look down at me, her long, thin body mocking my thick thighs. ” You’re going to be a superstar,” she grinned. I just nodded, even though I highly doubted it. “Nicola Paige was talking about you. Nicola Paige! She’s a superstar.”
“What did she say? Was it a death threat?” Nicola wasn’t exactly known for her gymnastic skills. More like her uncontrolled anger.. and the time she pushed her teammate on a mat at the last olympics. That girl didn’t come back this year.
“Well, she said you were a mistake for our team.” Natalia paused. “But.. But that’s not true.”
I stared at my nails. Nicola’s opinion wasn’t alone. Actually, I kind of agreed with her.

Waiting (part 3)

2007-09-05T21:42:09Z

Now to John. Captain of the football team. Adored by all the cheerleaders. Total straight A’s in.. WRITING CLASS ?!?! He’s got it made, all most. This kid isnt always sober, doesnt always throw his trash away, unless its away somewhere on the ground, and doesnt always pay for every thing he gets. Seems like he doesnt care. But what he did in the last week could make you think he did.
Last week, John raised $300 for the local D.A.R.E. program. He also dressed up as a college student named Craig picking up trash in the park. He also donated 10 shirts, 5 pairs of jeans, and 27 old baby toys to the second hand store. And to top that, his saved money from when he was little to buy a car at this age.. Yeah, he just used that to buy a hybrid. So, basically, if all of us pretty much care about something other than how thin we are, how much money we have, and who’s dating who, we could actually make a difference. And in case you’re wondering who wrote this, lets just say it was.. well three friends.

Waiting (part 2)

2007-09-05T21:34:16Z

And what about Mike? Mike’s father died because of second hand smoke in the air around him. Mike’s dad never smoked a ciggarete or cigar in his life. And you might ask, how could air pollution bring a 6ft 3in man to his death? Well in the world we’re living in, anything is possible. So why doesnt the cute skateboarder with the blonde shaggy hair ever mope around? Im sure he does, but of course never in the public eye, considering he just smoked a pack with some other punks. But why would a kid do that.. to possibly have the same fate of his own father?! Well, lets just say those skate board punks arent exactly the nicest kids in town.

Waiting

2007-09-05T21:21:57Z

This is a story about three friends, John, Mike, and Drew. They all claim that they dont care about world peace, the environment, or even the soldiers fighting in the war. But deep inside, they all really do. But why wont they admit it? They dont believe they could make the world better. So they just are waiting for everyone else.
People miss their family and friends at war, and some people hate the fact there is a war. In fact, Drew’s brother is in Iraq. Im sure he misses him, and prays to God he’ll come back safe.
On Christmas, most kids are really happy. Drew cried. His brother missed it. And why would the hottest guy in school admit that???

Goal Kick

2007-09-05T21:01:07Z

The rain started to pour harder, the wind picked up. But Kaci really didnt care. Just because she was soaked didnt mean she would give in. She kept running harder and harder. Her mother’s voice left her head a long time ago and the prison cell most people call their bedroom was gone.The path was getting steeper, which meant she was getting closer. Once she got up the hill and turned the corner, she saw her target: the soccer field.For the first time all day, she smiled. The field was soaked, but there was a soccerball and the captain of the boys varsity team, just as promised. Ross smiled when he saw her face. He passed the ball to her, and soon they started talking.After hours of playing soccer, Kaci figured she had to go home. But this time she didnt have to run home.As Ross was telling her about how much fun he had, a cold arm grabbed Kaci’s, and it wasnt Ross’. Kaci’s mom grabbed her and pulled her to the car. Ross was so confused that he ran in front of the car to stop her, and Kaci’s mom didnt notice…

Never

2007-07-19T20:51:32Z

Screams were heard all through the house. My dad was drinking again and he got mad at my mom. Lisa was on mom’s side of course. They’re the closest mother/daughter relationship possible. I ran downstairs, holding my 3 year old sister’s hand. Mckenzie squeezed my hand harder when she heard the first bang. We quietly turned around the corner and saw Lisa laying on the floor, bullet in her chest. Holding back tears, I searched my head for the last thing she said to me… What could it have been?
Mckenzie didnt understand anything that was going on, even though she was watching it. I looked down at her. Her eyes sealed shut. Then three more shots were heard. One at my mom’s head, and two in her chest. I couldn’t hold back tears any longer. My dad heard me and Mckenzie’s cries and looked at us. He glared, laughed, and said, ” I pity you, Drake,” and then shot himself. Mckenzie let go and ran upstairs. I walked into the room where 3 of my family members layed. Now, I’d never have my baby brother or a family..

The Question

2007-07-19T19:55:59Z

I sat there in the dark, knife in my hand. I looked around as if someone was watching me, ‘cause it certainly felt like it. But that was pretty much impossible. My “parents” were on a weekend getaway and my sister was asleep. I thought about what they would do if they found me laying in my room, dead. And what about my lil sister? She’s only 5, how would she deal with it ? It didn’t matter though. After all the pain I’ve been through, I need to do this. The liers who I could trust. My family who said they’d never hurt me, or hurt each other. That’s why the parents me and my sister are living with are my adopted parents. If only everyone else knew how much suffering I’ve been through. If only they knew how much I hate my birth father. They’d feel bad that my dad killed my mom, himslef, my older sister, and the baby my mom was pregnant with. The question that runs through my head every day is why didnt he kill us? He should’ve. Then I wouldn’t have had to go through all this pain. And neither would my sister..

Dream Analysis 2

2007-05-24T20:17:28Z

The next night I had another dream.. The weirdest dream in the world. It was about a wedding.
First off.. I’m too young to get married.. but the person I was marrying.. was my brother.
He told me that we we were meant to be.. I wanted to puke!!!! Maybe we could get a divorce.. maybe we could buy a house.. maybe even kids. OMG !! What was I thinking? I have to wake up from this nightmare!!!.. wait how could we even have kids?!?
OK.. that’s it I needed to wake up so when I did.. I found out the dream was just from my brother.. sleeping in my bed! So I pushed him out.. but he was dead.

I started to cry and cry.. but then I really did wake up. I was alone in my room. I ran over to see if my brother was OK… and he was. Maybe I should really get a move on with that whole keilbasa thing…

Please Say Yes (The Letter)

2007-05-24T19:59:42Z

Dear Brian,
I’ve only known you this year.. but I’ve liked you the whole time. This whole year, I’ve been trying to impress you. But then you lied.
You told your friends the total opposite of what happened every time we hung out. I started to wonder if I could trust you, but I’m sure you had your reasons.
I think you should know that you made me cry.. three times. One day, my friends told me you were mad at me and you said all this stuff about me.. I cried. The other two were because I knew I could never have you.
I also think you should know about the good times. You brighten my day. Everyday, you make me laugh. Thank you for that.
But now it’s time to get to the main part: My friends think you like me, but I’m not convinced. I really want to know if you’ll go out with me.. and if not.. at least tell me why.

-Lindsay

In the Sun

2007-05-23T23:57:49Z

People kept asking me, why do u like him? No one ever has before. I was tired of coming up with reasons that my friends didnt believe.. well, that I didnt believe either. One day, my friends asked one of my BFF ’s why I liked him. She told them to look at me when I talk to him.
The next day, I was talking to him, but my friends didnt notice anything uncommon. So they went and asked my BFF , why do I like him? This time she said, “Did you notice her face when he spoke to her? Did you notice his face? When she came up to him, he smiled. When he talks to her.. she glows. He brightens her day. And isn’t that what all crushes are supposed to do? You only like your crushes because of their looks. Have any of them every spent the time of day on you? This is a first for her, so maybe all of you should just shut up, and let her have her day in the sun.”

Most Wanted

2007-05-23T20:44:34Z

Reagan Weston was your average spoiled brat. She got everything she wanted, except one thing: and that was him. She thought he was perfect, but everytime they were in public.. he lied about her.
One night.. in her room.. he called her. They talked for a really long time.. but she knew what to expect the next day. He’d tell everyone that Reagan called him and wouldn’t shut up.. when in reality.. he was the only one who talked.
That night, Reagan convinced herself that she never stood a chance with him. As she got ready to go to bed.. she began to cry. This was the first time she didnt get something she wanted.. and she wanted him more than new clothes, make-up, or expensive vacations.The only thing she wanted at that moment was for him to hear her crying.. so he’d realize what she was thinking.. and what he had done