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Another Poem

Mon, 21 Nov 2005 20:05:03 GMT

The Power Of Love

You talk to me,
like no one has ever before
You look into my eyes,
and I melt inside.
Your hold on me,
is as strong as a hard piece of candy.
Cuddling with you,
makes my stomach have butterflies in it.
Your smile,
lightens up my day.
Your kisses,
taste like sweet sugar...addicting.
Your hugs and kisses,
make me feel loved.
My heart is yours to keep.
But please don’t break it,
for you will see me weep.
I love you baby,
Now and Forever.

Daddy's Little Girl

Tue, 15 Nov 2005 21:22:19 GMT

“There's two things I know for sure: She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl.” This is my daddy/daughter song. It’s called Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle and ever since it first came out, my father told me that it reminded him of me. In fact, I can remember him calling me on his over-sized cell phone to let me hear it. Ever since then, whenever I hear that song or even have the chance to sing it, I do. For example, just before I left for Aquinas College, at my graduation party my family and friends wanted me to sing for them. Out of all the songs I could have picked, I chose Butterfly Kisses. I cried the whole time, as did he.
He and I have always butted heads all throughout my life, only because we had a lot in common. The major similarity being the fact that we both have Dyslexia. Well he thinks that he is Dyslexic, but he was never formally tested for it. Dyslexia is a learning “difference” (as I was taught to call it). It makes those who have it have some troubles in reading, writing, and just understanding what they have learned. Plus it makes getting things into your long term memory from your short term memory very hard to do. My dad is a hands-on type of person, just like me. We are both really creative, have a hard time remembering what we said, and have problems with our short term memory. Both of us, struggled in school. He pulled mostly B’s and C’s, but there were the occasional D’s thrown in. He had a hard time fitting in at school just like I did.
I can remember leaving him notes on his bed the days that he worked late, asking him to please wake me up when he got the note so that we could talk. It would sometimes be two in the morning, and he would come in my room and ask me if I still wanted to talk, even though it was late. My answer was always yes. The talks were mostly about hard times I was having with friends or some class work that I was having troubles with. I cried in his arms and he just held me, telling me that he was there and that everything would be just fine.
My dad went through two years of college and came out with a degree in culinary arts. He then went straight into the restaurant business. In fact he is now a manager at On The Border in Auburn Hills. It was only natural for my first job to be in a restaurant.
The fact is no matter how hard or bad life gets, we never give up. There were times that life handed me nothing but blocked roads and I never gave up. Every time I turned around, I felt like I was backed into a corner. Who was there to save me from myself? My father was. He would spend hours talking to me on the phone, in person, or on-line (since I am now about three hours away from him). Any way that he could get to me, he was there. My father the hero, that is the only way that I can describe him.
For example, last winter I got the test results from the Basic Skills Test. This is a test in which you have to pass all three parts in order to start the Education program at Aquinas College. Well it turned out that I had failed all three parts and I was really upset about it. I called my father, crying, to tell him that now I wasn’t even sure if I should become a teacher. If I couldn’t even pass the Basic Skills test, how was I going to make it? He listened and supported me on the phone the best he could. He said that maybe I shouldn’t give up so early and that it could and will work out for the best. I had been thinking about double majoring in Learning Disabilities and History. He told me that maybe I should only do one of those, instead of both. As a result of that conversation, I dropped the History major.
It is amazing when you finally know your dad. Ever since I left for college, my world has turned upside down. I see him in a whole new light. He was the man that did everything for his family. He was the dad that even if he had a lot of things he wanted to do on his day off, he would still take a break and play catch. Even if he had a long hard day at work, he would still sit down and help with homework. All of the hardship he went through as a child, and what he did with it was amazing: going from having to pay for all of his C’s and D’s, to making himself the most important manager at his restaurant. In fact, the other managers call him on his day off, just for help. He would have worked a long shift the night before, and would still get up at 8:30 in the morning to get a phone call, because someone forgot the password for something or they couldn’t find some food. I admire that; I want to be the person someone comes to for help.
My father is the most important role model I will ever have. Whether it’s fixing a car, teaching me something new, or just being the person I turn to. Having him around makes things a lot less stressful. Now that I think about it, I think I should actually tell him that more often. I try to fight it, because I sometimes don’t like to admit when I need somebody. Then again, neither does he. I can’t say that we are two peas in a pod, but we do come close. I am sure he is sitting there right now thinking “I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.”

New Story

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 18:37:22 GMT

I wrote this piece while I was staring at a cherry!

Down In Life

My world, as I knew it is like a big, round, fat bubble. Until one day he came and popped it, like someone popping a virgin’s cherry. He has always been there for me. My safety net, my everything! The day he popped my world is the day that I will never forget.

I told him that I was sorry I ended our relationship, but that I knew that I was in the wrong. I miss him everyday in every way, shape, and form. I begged him to take me back, as one would beg for their life. He looked me straight in my eyes and told me he couldn’t do it again. And I respect that, I truly do. However, he had tears running down his cheeks. He even stopped to think before he said no. If he hurts so much to cry (something he doesn’t do at all), then why did he just say no?

Five years we had been together on and off. Five years! I love him with all my heart, with my everything. I felt emotionally raped by all that had happened. The whole weekend he held me like he had never held me before. His kisses were sweeter, then the last time I had remembered. His hugs were ever so helpful to ease my pains. And the cherry bomb moments were bitter sweet. I thought we would be “us” again. That day however, he popped my bubbled world like someone pops a virgin’s cherry.

True Love Always

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 18:35:59 GMT

Love only come once in your life.
You came around early,
in my young life.
How did I know,
you would become the most important thing to me.
How was I suppose to prepare for that?

Which makes me know I was in the wrong.
How could I have let you go,
without facing how I truly felt.
I hate show how I really feel.
You on the other hand,
saw right though me.

You make me want to be a better person.
You show your true emotions all the time.
Our whole life is in each others arms.
Please don't leave me.
I am sorry for my mistakes.
Just forgive me and lets start over.

One look and you melt my heart way.
Three little words and I turn into jello.
I love you with my whole heart.
I love you always,
I love you forever,
You complete me!

Part 4 of Family Traits

Fri, 23 Sep 2005 01:11:57 GMT

Family Traits
Being Honest

It had been almost a week since Morgan had taken Natalie to the doctor’s. “Nat? When are you going to tell mom?” Morgan asked.
“I am not sure. Hell I don’t even know how to tell her.” Natalie said.
“Well you better think of something soon, or I will tell her. You understand?” Morgan said.
“Yes, yes. I am going out. I will talk to you later.” Natalie said.
“Nat! Please take care of yourself.” Morgan said giving her “the eye”.
“Fine, bye.” with that Natalie got up from the table and walked out the door.

Once Natalie walked out the door, she saw Lyle walking pass their house. “Hey!” Natalie called to Lyle.
“Oh hi! What are you doing out here?” he asked.
“To tell you the truth I was heading over to your house . What are you doing out here?” Natalie asked.
“I am just going for a little walk. Needed some fresh air.” Lyle said.
“Well do you want me to walk you home?” Natalie asked with a smile.
“If you want.” Lyle said.
“Why not, since I was heading to your house anyways.”
“Oh yea that’s right. Why were you coming over?”
“Why not? You are my boyfriend aren’t you?”
“Boyfriend?”
“Yea, boyfriend. You know when two people start dating, one is a girl and one is a boy. They are called boyfriend and girlfriend. What is with you?”
“Nothing. Since when are we boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Since like a week ago again.”
“Again?”
“Yes, what is wrong with you? Don’t you remember anything?”
“Look, I remember me asking you to give me another chance, but I didn’t say anything about us dating.”
“What do you mean? When I want you to be with only me, that means we are dating!”
“That isn’t how I see it.”
“Then what it is?” Natalie then stopped dead in her tracks. They were standing in the middle of Rome street and it was starting to get dark.
“Well, I am still seeing other girls. In fact there are two girls waiting for me back at the house. I just wanted to get in your pants again. You are pretty good in bed, for me being your only, not counting that one time with Zane.” Lyle said laughing. “You fucking pig! How dare you! And I came over hoping that we could talk about your unborn child.”
“What child? It isn’t mine.”
“Oh really?! How do you figure that?” Natalie screamed.
“It has to be Zane’s.”
“He used a condom!”
“I did too.” Lyle said.
“No you didn’t, I remember!” Natalie yelled. With that, Lyle slapped Natalie across your face.
“You are nothing to me!” Lyle said, and left her there.
Natalie just laid there on the ground. “Are you ok?” Natalie heard someone ask.
“Yes, I am fine.” Natalie said, she then looked up. There stood Charlotte, ready to help her back up. Natalie grabbed Charlotte’s hand and stood up. “Thank you.” Natalie said once she was finally on her feet.
“What happened?” Charlotte asked.
“It was Lyle, he hit me.” Natalie said.
“What a fucker! Did you tell him?” Charlotte asked.
“Yes, I think that is one of the reasons why he hit me.” Natalie said.
“One?”
“Well yea, he was a little pissed because I thought that he and I were still, you know together. He had came back begging to let me give him another chance. So I was, you know. Well he said that he just wanted to get in my pants again and whatnot. Then I told him about the baby, and he said that it wasn’t his.” Natalie told her. Tears were running down her face like a waterfall.
“Oh sweetie!” Charlotte said as she hugged Natalie, “What a bastard! God! Men are so fucked up! I am glad that I am into girls!” Charlotte continued. This comment made Natalie start laughing.
“What?” Charlotte asked.
“No, I am not laughing at you. It is just that you could also get hurt by a girl too you know.” Natalie said still laughing. Then Charlotte starting laughing too.
“Come on, let’s get you back home.” Charlotte said. She wrapped her arm around Natalie and they both walked up and into the house.

“Honey! We’re home!” Charlotte shouted to no one in particular.
“Hello Charlotte.” Alaina said. She had just come out of her bedroom and she was very much dolled up.
“Whoa mom! Where are you going?” Natalie asked. Just then Morgan came down the stairs.
“Mom!” Morgan said.
“Ms. Davion, that dress is awesome! Can I borrow it some time?” Charlotte asked.
“Why thank you Charlotte, I see no problem with you borrowing it.” Alaina answered not even commenting on what her daughters had said. Morgan took that as her clue to torture Charlotte.
“And who and why would you even wear that dress for?” Morgan asked, grabbing Charlotte around her waist.
“Oh wouldn’t you like to know?!” Charlotte giggled and kissed Morgan. Natalie gave them a look, so the two girl calmed themselves.
“Sorry!” Charlotte said. She knew that Natalie was still getting used to the idea that her sister was a lesbian, but it didn’t bug her as much as it used to.
“So mom, where are you going tonight?” Natalie asked.
“No where.” Alaina said smiling.
“You are such a liar mom!” Morgan said.
“Alright! I have a date tonight.” Alaina responded.
“A date!” The three girls screamed.
“Yes, his name is Jeremiah Goldman.”
“Jeremiah?! That is kind of a sexy name. How did you met him?” Natalie said. “Well, he always comes into the restaurant everyday for lunch. And he asked me out. I thought he was joking, but he wasn’t!” Alaina said.

Knock, knock! “Oh my it’s him!” Alaina said. Morgan ran over and opened the door, everyone was following her.
“Good Evening young lady!” Jeremiah said.
“Hi” Morgan said.
“Jeremiah!” her mother said excitedly.
“Alaina, you look wonderful!” Jeremiah said.
Alaina blushed, “Thank you, please come in.”
“Thank you, and who do we have here?” Jeremiah asked.
“How horrible am I?” Alaina laughed.
“This is my oldest daughter Morgan, my youngest Natalie, and this is Charlotte, Morgan’s umm...” Alaina said.
“My girlfriend” Morgan piled in. She looked at her mother telling her that it was okay to tell him the truth.
“Right! Morgan’s girlfriend.” Alaina repeated.
“That is wonderful! How long have you two been together?” Jeremiah asked. Taken by surprise, Morgan looked to her mother then to Charlotte.
“Almost six months.” Charlotte told him.
“That is so super! Well Alaina, I hate to rush you or anything, but we have dinner reservations.” Jeremiah said.
“Oh yes! You girls behave yourselves!” Alaina said and gave each girl a kiss on the cheek. Jeremiah took Alaina’s hand and lend her out the door to the car.

The three girls laid around the house most of the night, doing girly stuff. At almost midnight the phone rang. “I’ll get it!” Natalie yelled. She had been in the kitchen making more pop corn.
“Hello” She said.
“Natalie?!” the voice on the other line said.
“Yes, this is she. Who is this?” she asked.
“This is Zane.” the boy said.
“Yes? How can I help you?” she asked.
“Well, Lyle said that you were pregnant.” Zane said.
“Your point?” Natalie said with an attitude.
“Well he said that it was most likely mine!” Zane said.
“No! It’s not your baby! It is his weather he wants to admit that or not.” Natalie yelled.
“Listen bitch...” she heard a new voice come thought the phone. She knew it was Lyle’s voice.
“What did you call me just to fuck with me?” Natalie said.
“Why the hell do you like to talk shit for? Making up fucking lies!” Lyle said.
“I am not making up any lies! You know that what I say is truth! I don’t want anything from you. I just wanted to let you know that I am pregnant!” Natalie shouted and hung out the phone.
“Who was that?” Charlotte asked when Natalie came back into the room. “You do you think?” she answered. Charlotte looked at Morgan, and Morgan looked at Charlotte.
“Maybe it was Lyle!” Morgan said.
“Ding, ding, ding...you got the correct answer!” Natalie said in her game show voice! The girls started to laugh.
“What did he say?” Charlotte asked
“Nothing really, he just wanted to fuck me. He has Zane call me. What a loser! I can’t even believe that I dated him!” Natalie said.
“Ah, shit happens!” Charlotte said.
“What?” Morgan said giving Charlotte a weird look.
“Haven’t you ever seen Forrest Gump?” Charlotte asked.
“Oh I have!” Natalie said.
“So your remember that part where the one guy wants a bumper sticker?!” Charlotte asked.
“Yes, didn’t Tom Hanks run into a pile of horse shit?!” Natalie said.
“Yep, your right!” Charlotte said.
“Ok then! I have no idea what the hell any of you are talking about. I think it is about time for you to go to bed Natalie. You and the baby need some sleep. Don’t you think?” Morgan said, giving Natalie a look that said please leave us alone.
“Oh right!” Natalie said while getting up off the couch, “well goodnight you two, I had a lot of fun!” With that, Natalie went up the stairs to her bed room.

After Natalie was up stairs Morgan moved in. Laying a soft, wet kiss on Charlotte’s sweet lips.
“So is that why you wanted her to go to bed?” Charlotte asked, after their kiss was done.
“I don’t know.” Morgan said with a smile
“You are so bad! Come to me baby!” Charlotte said.
Morgan moved closer to Charlotte on the couch.
“No, come closer!” Charlotte said, moving her finger to show Morgan how close she wanted her.
“How is this?” Morgan asked.
“Not bad.” Charlotte grabbed Morgan gentle by the neck and pulled her on top of her. She slowly started to kiss Morgan on the lips. She was playing more with them then any thing. Morgan then decided to get Charlotte back, by slowly going up under her shirt. Morgan undid Charlotte’s bra and played with her nipples. Morgan cupped her hand all over them. Charlotte started to moan a little. Morgan then took the cue to move on down. She found Charlotte’s buttons on her pants and undid them. Slowly guiding her hand down Charlotte’s pants.
“Take them off.” Morgan commanded. With that Charlotte removed her pants. Morgan then continued to play with Charlotte’s nipples. Only this time she was using her mouth to explore the territory. More moans came out of Charlotte’s mouth. Morgan moved her hand down into Charlotte’s underwear. Moving around and feeling her wetness. Finding the clit, and started moving her finger up and down over it. While Morgan was doing that Charlotte was grabbing Morgan’s breasts under her shirt. Charlotte has taken Morgan’s bra off and had thrown it some where.
“Oh god! That feels so good.” Charlotte moaned.
Morgan started to move Charlotte’s underwear down her legs until it was finally off. Morgan then took two of her fingers and started moving them in and out of Charlotte. Starting slow then moving faster. Morgan decided that maybe it was time to taste Charlotte. So Morgan moved her head down between Charlotte’s legs and started licking her clit. Charlotte’s moan grew louder and louder, as Morgan moved her fingers and tongue faster.
“I am going to cum!” Charlotte whimpered. Just after that, she did.
“Wow, you were great!” Morgan said to her.
“I was?! What about you?” Charlotte laughed.
“You did taste pretty good.” Morgan said blushing. Just then the front door opened. Charlotte grabbed all clothes and ran to the bathroom. Morgan sat on the couch and fixes her shirt. She couldn’t find her bra any way. Then again all the lights were off in the living room. The only light was coming from the tv, and it wasn’t that bright.
“Hello?” Alaina called.
“In here mom.” Morgan said. With that, Alaina walked into the living and turned on a light.
“Where is Nat and Char?” Alaina asked.
“Nat went to bed and Charlotte went to the bathroom.” Morgan said. Right after saying that, she was it. Her bra was right under her mother’s foot. She tried her best not to draw any attention to the floor, but it was too late.
“Morgan? What the hell is this?” her mother said.
“God, mom I know you are old but you are not blind. What does it look like?” Morgan said as she stood up.
“Morgan! I don’t want your lip! Why is this over here and not on you?” Alaina asked. Alaina bent down and grabbed Morgan’s bra. Charlotte then walked into the room. She knew right away. Alaina looked between Morgan and Charlotte.
“Well someone better start talking.” Alaina said, tapping her foot on the floor.
“What do you want me to say mom?” Morgan yelled.
“I want to know what happened tonight, and why you aren’t wearing your bra.” her mother yelled back.
“Ms. Davion...” Charlotte started to say.
“No Charlotte! Let me handle this.” Morgan snapped at her. Charlotte became as quiet as a mouse.
“Mom, Charlotte and I are in love. We were fooling around, that is why my bra is off.” Morgan said
“Fooling around?!” her mother said shocked.
“Yes! I am twenty years old, and I am a lesbian. So you need to learn to deal with it. This is me!”
“Is that why Natalie is in bed?”
“One of the reasons.”
“One?!”
“Yes, she has her other reasons. Maybe you can ask her them in the morning. I am going to walk Char to her car.” With that Morgan went over and grabbed Charlotte’s hand and lead her out of the house.
“Bye Alaina” Charlotte said.
“Bye” Alaina whispered.
“Morgan, you could have handled that in a different way.” Charlotte said once they were outside.
“She needs to learn to deal with it.” Morgan said.
“True, but you didn’t need to bite her head off like that.”
“Wait, who’s side are you on? Mine or hers?”
“Yours of course, baby”
“Then act that way! Look I love you ok?!”
“I love you too. Good night.” Charlotte then leaned over and kissed Morgan softly.
“Night”

The next morning, Alaina was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Natalie to wake up. Her coffee in one hand and her donut in the other. It was going on 10 o’clock and she still hadn’t seen either one of her girl. Then suddenly, she heard foot steps. Morgan rounded the corner and sat down at the table. She and Alaina hadn’t talked about the events that happened the night before. Morgan got a bowl, a spoon, and a box of Life cereal. Sitting down, she poured the cereal in the bowl, then pour the milk onto it. They both sat in silent for a few minutes. Finally Alaina couldn’t take it any more.
“So did you sleep well last night?” she said.
“Fine” Morgan answered.
“Look, about last night...”
“Mom just stop please.”
“I wanted to say that I was sorry! I guess it all just took me by surprise to think that any one of my girls actually have a sex life, so to speak.”
“Ha! If only you knew.” Morgan muttered.
“If only I knew what?” Alaina said. She had been caught off guard with that statement.
“Nothing never mind.”
“No please tell me.” Just then Natalie came down that stairs and into the kitchen.
“Tell you want?” Natalie asked.
“You don’t want to know.” Morgan said very quietly.
“Yes I do, Natalie can you tell me please?” Alaina begged her.
“Maybe, if I knew what you guys were talking about.” Natalie said.
Morgan looked up from her cereal, giving Natalie a look saying that she didn’t want to know.
“Well is someone going to tell me what you guys were talking about?” Natalie asked.
“I made a statement about being surprised that any of you girls would have a sex life. See I kind of caught Char and your sister last night. Then Morgan said if I only knew. Do you know what she is talking about?” Alaina asked Natalie.
“Umm...” Natalie started to say. She looked right over at Morgan pleading her to help her out. Morgan just slowly shook her head. Alaina saw, what was going on and knew something was up.
“Ok, you two better tell me what is going on, or you are both grounded.” she looked over to Morgan, “and I don’t care if you are twenty years old. You live in my house, you follow the rules.” Alaina put her coffee down, and waited for the girls to spilled their guts.
‘Well, its like this,” Natalie started to say
“Like what?” Alaina said. She looked over to Morgan, who was now finished with her cereal and was watching Natalie.
“Well, ummm, you caught Morgan yesterday...right.” Natalie said
“Right, but what does that have to do with you?”
“See, she was just fooling around with Charlotte. I on the other hand have gone all the way.” Alaina’s face just dropped.
“But that’s not the worst of it,” Natalie continued
“It’s not?” their mother whispered.
“No...see a few weeks ago Morgan took me to the doctor’s. Well you remember when I was throwing up?” Natalie asked. Their mother just shook her head, it felt like she was in a daze.
“The doctor told me that I am pregnant.” Natalie finally said.
“Pregnant?!” Alaina spat out.
“Yes mom, pregnant.” Natalie said again softly.
“What? What made you think...why? Why Natalie? Why?” Alaina shouted, she was now on her feet.
“Mom,” Morgan said softly
“What Morgan? You knew about this, and you didn’t tell me?” her mother was hurt. Tears where now falling down her face. This was a first, Alaina was normally as hard as a rock.
“Mom, its like this...Natalie wanted to be the one to tell you. I promised her that I would. There were a few times where I was going to tell you, but I promised.” Morgan said. She looked over at Natalie, she too was crying.
“Mom, I am really sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. He told me he loved me, and that I was everything he ever wanted. I am so sorry.” Natalie said, after that she got up, ran up the stair and into her room.
Both Morgan and Alaina where left to sit at the kitchen table by themselves. Alaina was crying so hard that her whole body was shaking. Morgan got off her chair and moved to her mother, and held her.
“Mom, please don’t worry. We are all a family right? We can get thought this.” Morgan told her. Alaina, then looked up and patted Morgan’s hand. She then got up and went to her room. Now leaving Morgan but herself. She left alone for the first time in weeks. Sitting there at the kitchen table, she pulled her knees up to her chest and cried softly, humming The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow to herself.

My short short

Wed, 31 Aug 2005 23:47:43 GMT

Short, Short: Dyslexia

“You can’t read?!” was a normal response whenever I told someone I was dyslexic. “No! I can read, I just have troubles with understanding words” was what I always said. I knew I was telling myself that more than anything else.
Even since I was in elementary school, I knew I was learning differently from everyone else. I felt self conscious about the whole issue. I would be pulled out of the classroom daily, to work on what they called “my problem.” Everyone would watch me as I left the room, making me feel embarrassed. I wanted to be with my friends, I didn’t want to be different.
Things only got worst as the years went by. I began to act out a little bit and stopping doing my homework. My self-esteem was going down like the Titanic. I was dumb, I was told I was dumb! What powers your peers to say stuff like that to you?! It only makes you feel worst. I went into a black hole. I became a loner and with drawn from all activities. My life as I knew it, was horrible. That was until I met her.
She, was Ms. Wilkinson the best teacher I had ever had in my whole life. She never pulled me out of class. She simply asked me when I want to come, and gave me a pass. We worked together one-on-one on everything. My self-esteem went up, my grades went up, and my social life went up too. She and I had a wonderful relationship. We met when I was in the sixth grade and our relationship is still going strong. However, we don’t talk as much as we used to, but we do still talk every once in a while.
After working and being with her everyday, I became the person I am today. Though there were other people that helped too, but she helped me more then she’ll ever know. Bright, witty, silly, loves to write, sings, talks, and above all dyslexic. This makes me, me.

3 out of 3

Sun, 21 Aug 2005 20:00:21 GMT

Last one for now...

Family Traits
Facing the Hard Times

“Morgan?! Do I look a lot fatter to you?” Natalie asked. “I don’t know! I haven’t really been looking. But now that you said something, yea I guess you kind of do. You haven’t still been throwing up have you?” Morgan asked. Natalie had been throwing up secretly for almost two months now. She didn’t think that Morgan knew, but she did. Morgan’s ears where as sharp as a rock. She heard almost everything. “Umm, you hear me when I do that?” Natalie asked. “Yep!” Morgan said, “did you ever go see the nurse at school like mom asked?” Morgan asked her. Natalie then looked away, “well, not really.” Natalie would have thrown it in Morgan’s face, telling her to mind her own business or something like that. However, ever since Natalie had a hard time dealing with that fact that Lyle had cheated on her, made her closer to her sister. “Do you want me to go with you and make an appointment at the real doctor?” Morgan asked. “I am not sure.” Natalie said. “I think that we should.” Morgan said. “Who is the doctor?” Natalie asked. “What does that matter?” Morgan shot back. “Well it matters to me. I want to know who it is, and what they are going to do.” Natalie answered. “For Christ sakes! We can go to our family doctor if you want. Hell we can go look up a new one! I really don’t care!” Morgan yelled. “Shh...I don’t want mom to know.” Natalie said. “Fine, I am sorry. Look I am going to call a doctor and set you up an appointment. Sound good?” Morgan asked. “Yes, fine.” Natalie answered. Morgan got up off the bed where she had been sitting and walked out, and down the stairs.

“Doctor Lance’s office, this is Barbie speaking, how can I help you?” the nurse asked. “Yes, Hi Barbie, I would like to make an appointment for Natalie Davion, please.” Morgan said. “Are you a new patient?” Barbie asked. “Yes, she is.” Morgan said. “Are you her mother?” Barbie asked. “No, I am her sister.” Morgan said. “Well is the mother there so that I can talk to her?” Barbie asked. “What? Why do you need to talk to our mother?” Morgan said. “So that we can talk about payment and insurance and whatnot!” Barbie said. “Look, Miss. My sister doesn’t want my mother to know about this appointment! If you want our business you better deal with me!” Morgan told the girl. “I am sorry, really sorry. I had no idea.” Barbie said. “Thank you, now can I make an appointment or not.” Morgan asked. “No, no by all means, lets make this appointment. What day is best for you?” Barbie asked. “Tomorrow okay?” Morgan said. “I have two openings! One is at 12:30 and one is at 3:30.” Barbie said. “How about the 3:30 one.” Morgan said. “All right, then we should see you then. Have a great day.” Barbie said and hung up right away. “What a bitch” Morgan said out loud.
“Who is a bitch?” Natalie asked. “Oh, the stupid girl from the doctor’s office. You have an appointment, tomorrow at 3:30. Okay?!” Morgan said. “Yea, 3:30 is fine. I am going out to the movies with some friends. I will be back later.” Natalie said. “Okay! Have fun.” Morgan said. She was then left alone in the hallway, thinking about how much she felt like the parent in this house, then her actually mother. How she missed out on so much childhood because of it.

“Hey!” Natalie called as she got closer to a group of friends. “Oh hey Nat.” her one friend Robin said. “What is up chicks?” Natalie said. “Umm, we didn’t think you would be here.” Natalie other friend, Theresa said. “Why wouldn’t I be here?” Natalie asked. “Maybe because Lyle is coming tonight. Didn’t you know that?” Robin asked. “Look I don’t care! I don’t want to miss out on hanging out with you two.” Natalie said as she wrapped her arms around that two girls and laughed. Just then Lyle and his two friends Zane and Kurt walked around a corner. Natalie stopped die in her tracks, Stay cool she told herself. “Hey Nat.” Lyle said. “What do you want, you fucking cheater!” Natalie shot back at him. “Nothing, well actually...I miss you a lot!” Lyle told her. “Miss me?! What about Janelle?” Natalie asked. “We, well, we, umm...stopped hanging out.” Lyle said. The trust about that, is that Janelle, gave him a taste of his own medicine. Lyle had caught Janelle in bed with another guy. That ended pretty fast! “Why?” Natalie asked. “Truth?” Lyle asked. “Yes that truth! Duh!” Natalie said, looking at Robin and Theresa. “Well, I realized that what I did with Janelle was bad, and I really missed you.” Lyle said, while looking at Zane and Kurt almost daring them to say something different. “Oh really! And I am suppose to roll over and forgive you?” Natalie said. “Yes, well not the rolling part, but the forgiving part.” Lyle told her. After saying that, he moved towards her. Garbed the small of her back, and pulled her closer to him. He then wet his lips and kissed her tenderly. Natalie pulled away, but not fast enough. “Nat, it looked like you enjoyed that.” Theresa said. “Oh, no, not at all!” Natalie said to Theresa and everyone else. Lyle then garbed Natalie by the arm and walked her away from the group. As she was being pulled away, she smiled at Robin and Theresa. Both girls then gave her a thumbs up and smiled back.
“Nat! I love you, can we start over again?” Lyle asked her. “I am not sure Lyle!” Natalie said. “Please, I know I did some bad things, but I still want to be with you.” Lyle said. “I am not sure. Things have to change.” Natalie said. “Like what, name anything!” Lyle said. “No more cheating! And please don’t ever hit me again! Do you understand?!” Natalie asked. “Yes! Yes! I promise!” Lyle said. He garbed Natalie and picked her up. She then let herself, flow into his smell and strength. She then whisper into his ear “I love you.” All he did was smile.

“Charlotte! She and I have gotten along a lot better since she and he broke up.” Morgan said. “Babe, you don’t think that this is just for now, do you?” Charlotte asked. “I am not really sure. I think that he was a bad for Natalie.” Morgan said. Charlotte moved towards Morgan and wrapped her arms around her. She then leaned over, and whispered into Morgan’s ear, “No matter what happens,” Charlotte started to say, “I will be always be here at your side.” She then kissed Morgan’s ear. Morgan then looked turned towards Charlotte and kissed her long, deep, and hard. Morgan and Charlotte had met at college, and had been really close for the last few months. Charlotte had gotten Morgan to feel comfortable about being a lesbian, that there was nothing really wrong with it. “Char?! Can I tell you something?” Morgan asked. “Of course, why not?” Charlotte said. “I have never met anyone like you. In fact, I think I am, I think I, I love you.” Morgan said. “Really?!” Charlotte asked, with a little tear in her eye. “Yes, very much.” Morgan said. “Oh Morgan! No one has ever said that to me! Oh Boy! I love you too!” Charlotte said. She then jumped onto Morgan, garbed her, and kissed her. “Want to spice up our love life?” Charlotte asked. “Like what? How?” Morgan asked. This was all new to her. “Well, do you want to or not?” Charlotte asked. “Yes, I am up to anything.” Morgan said. “Okay then, just follow my lead. Alright?!” Charlotte said. “Okay!” Morgan said with excitement.
Charlotte started to undo Morgan’s shirt, and her own. She then slowly started to kiss her way down Morgan’s body. Once Charlotte got down to Morgan’s shorts, she started to take off her shorts. Morgan lay there on her bed with only her underwear and bra, Charlotte was on top of Morgan with only her underwear and bra. Morgan was getting turned on, just looking at Charlotte. “Kiss me!” Charlotte said. Morgan was more then happy to respond to that. Once, Morgan was up by Charlotte’s lips, Charlotte made the move to her bra strap. Undoing it slowly, until Morgan’s breast freely fell. “I bet that is better right?” Charlotte asked. “Yes! Yes! Maybe we should free you too!” Morgan said, with that she unsnapped her bra. Morgan then, put her lips on Charlotte’s nipple. “Ohhhh” Charlotte moaned. “Feel good?!” Morgan asked. “I never...” was all Charlotte could say. She just went right to Morgan’s underwear and throw them off her. Charlotte then took hers off too. Morgan was still playing with Charlotte’s nipples, Charlotte moved her fingers slowly down Morgan’s body. Starting from her neck, down to her breast, to her belly bottom, and towards the opening of her vagina. “What are you going to do?” Morgan asked. Her body was starting to tingle. “Just wait and see! If you don’t like it, just tell me and I will stop. I promise, okay?!” Charlotte moved back up and kissed Morgan again. “Okay” Morgan said. Charlotte moved her finger into her vagina, and started to tickle Morgan. “Oh wow!” Morgan said. “Do you like it?” Charlotte asked. “Yes, very much!” Morgan asked. Charlotte started to move her finger faster and faster. Morgan began to moan and groan. She then started to move along with Charlotte, humping her finger, and going with the flow of Charlotte. “I think I am about to cum!” Morgan said. With one last jerk from her body, Morgan let out on last moan, then went lifeless. “I have never, ever felt that before. It was so...wonderful!” Morgan told Charlotte. Morgan then, garbed Charlotte’s neck and pulled her down towards her. She kissed Charlotte’s lips and then licked Charlotte’s lips. “Want to try that on me?” Charlotte asked. “If you want me to!” Morgan asked. “Of course” Charlotte said. Morgan and Charlotte made out a little bit. Trying to get back the feeling that they both had a little bit ago, when they heard a bang on the bed room door.

“Hello! Let me in!” Natalie said. “Umm, okay! Hold on a second. Be right there.” Morgan yelled. Shit! She always comes at the worst time, Morgan thought. “Hurry!” Morgan hissed at Charlotte. Giving her one last passionate kiss, almost losing it again. She loved to kiss Charlotte, her lips where like chocolate or something like that. “Hello! What the hell are you doing in there?” Natalie screamed. Morgan ran over to the door and unlocked it. Charlotte had garbed a seat at Morgan’s desk and was flipping though a magazine. “What where you two doing?” Natalie said. “Nothing!” Morgan said. “Nothing my ass!” Natalie snapped at Morgan. “Have a bad day?” Morgan asked. “What the fuck does it matter to you?” Natalie asked. Oh no, she is back to her old ways Morgan thought. “Did you get back with Lyle?” Morgan said. Natalie gave Morgan an evil eye, then looked at Charlotte. Charlotte was looking at Natalie waiting for a answer to Morgan’s question. “Stop looking at me you fucking lesbian!” Natalie yelled to Charlotte. Charlotte, jaw just dropped, she looked between Morgan and Natalie. “I hate both of you!” Natalie yelled. She then ran out of the room.
“I am going to leave.”Charlotte said. “I am so sorry for what just happened.” Morgan said. “It is all right, it is not your fault.” Charlotte said. “Well if you have to go, I am not going to stop you.” Morgan said with a sad look in her eyes. Charlotte walked over to her, and put her hand on Morgan cheek. “I love you, and I will talk to you later.” Charlotte said. “I love you too.” Morgan said, and give Charlotte a soft kiss. Charlotte then walked down the stairs, and let herself out side.

Morgan walked down the stair and found Natalie, eating once again in the kitchen. “What was that?” Morgan asked. “This, this is ice cream.” Natalie said. “Not that! What happened up stairs with Charlotte.” Morgan said. “That! That was nothing!” Natalie said. “You called my girlfriend a lesbian! That is nothing?!” Morgan said. “I was just kidding!” Natalie said. “I don’t know what is up with you. What did you do tonight?” Morgan asked. “Nothing really. Hung out with Robin and Theresa.” Natalie said. She had no intentions of telling Morgan that she and Lyle got back together. She thought that is was best to leave it a secret. Morgan relaxed a little bit, she wanted to trust her sister. “Do you still want me to go with you to the doctor’s tomorrow?” Morgan asked. “Sure, why not?! You did go though all the trouble with the bitch on the phone, right?!” Natalie said with a giggle. Morgan laughed too. “Yes, she was kind of rude on the phone. Did I really call her a bitch?” Morgan asked with a laugh. “Yea, it was really funny.” Natalie said. “Well I think I am going to go to bed now. Have a great rest of the night.” Morgan said. “Night” Natalie said.

The following day as the girls where heading to the doctor’s , Morgan talked and Natalie just sat there looking at the window. “Do you want me to stop talking?” Morgan asked. “Yes.” Natalie said. “Fine.” Morgan said, and the car went silent. Morgan pulled into Doctor Lance’s parking lot, and parked the car. Natalie quickly opened up the door, leaded over, and throw up. “Yea that was nice.” Morgan mumbled. She started walking towards the door to the office. “I am going to sign you in okay?!” Morgan called. Natalie just shook her head. Morgan opened the office door and walked in, walked up to the counter and signed Natalie in. After Morgan signed Natalie in, she walked though the door. “Are you okay?” Morgan asked. “Yea, the car ride just made me a little sick to my stomach.” Natalie said. “You don’t get car sick!” Morgan said. “I know! I am not stupid!” Natalie said.
“Natalie Davion” the nurse called. “Do you want me to come in with you?” Morgan asked. “Ummm, no. I think that I am okay.” Natalie said. She then got up and followed the nurse into the examination room. Morgan sat in the waiting room, feeling nervous all of a sudden. She had no idea what to think. She just wanted to make sure that Natalie was okay, and that she was getting the help she needed.
Natalie sat waiting in the room waiting for the doctor. The door opened, “Hello Natalie, I am Doctor Lance. How are we today?” the doctor asked. “I am okay I guess.” Natalie said. “What brings you in here today young lady.” Doctor Lance said. “I have, had a little bit of an upset stomach for a little while now.” Natalie said. “How long is a little while?” the doctor asked. “Well, maybe two months now.” Natalie said. “Umm, will you lay back and try to relax please!” Doctor Lance said. Natalie laid back and tried her hardest to relax. Doctor Lance started to push on her stomach a little bit. “Ouch!” Natalie said. “Well then, let me have you do this.” the doctor said. He went over to the counter and garbed a plastic cup that was there. “Here take this and go to the bathroom. I need a sample.” Doctor Lance said. Natalie nodded, got off the table, garbed the cup, and walk to the bathroom of the doctor’s office.
Once Natalie was done, she walked back to the examination room. “Here you go doctor.” Natalie said, and handed him her sample. “Thanks, you can relax in here, and I will be right back.” with that Doctor Lance, walked out of the room. With in minutes, the doctor came back into the room. “Well I have some news. I know why you are having stomach problems.” Doctor Lance said. “Great! So what meds should I take to get better?” Natalie asked. “Prenatal Vitamins.” Doctor Lance said. “What? Prenatal! You take those when you are pregnant!” Natalie said. “Right!” the doctor said. “But I am not pregnant!” Natalie said with a laugh. “Sorry, to say, but you are. In fact you are about ten weeks along. In a few more weeks, you should stop throwing up. There maybe a little bit after that, here and there. However, it is nothing to worry about. So here is your prescription. Get this filled as soon as possible. Also, here is a number for a doctor to help you though out this pregnancy. I hope that everything goes okay! Have a great day now!” the doctor said, then he left the room.
Natalie walked out of the office. “How did it go?” Morgan asked. Natalie just handed her the prescription. “These are prenatal vitamins! Oh my god!” Morgan put her hand to her mouth. “I don’t know if I should be happy or upset.” Natalie finally said. “Happy?! You are sixteen and pregnant!” Morgan said. “What you don’t think I know that?” Natalie asked. “I am sorry. This must me hard for you.” Morgan said. She then garbed Natalie and hugged her, gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Well now we have to tell mom.” Morgan said. “And Lyle!” Natalie said. She dropped into the car seat, and started to cry. “Don’t cry it will all be okay.” Morgan said.

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Sun, 21 Aug 2005 13:33:14 GMT

Here is the second one. Once again read with caution! You need to be mature when reading it!

Family Traits
Hard Truths

After Natalie and Morgan had their last fight, Morgan decided to pull away from her sister. She started her days worrying about what her sister was doing, but then thought that it was best for all of them if she just kept to herself from now on. She put all her time and energy into her homework and chores that she did at home. Why bug someone who doesn’t seem to want you around and that hates you.
“Morgan?” Alaina asked. “Yes mother?!” Morgan said. “Have you seen your sister?” her mother asked. “She is most likely praying to the porcelain god.” Morgan said sarcastically. “What’s that suppose to mean?” Alaina asked angrily. “I am sorry mom, but Natalie has been throwing up, like all the time.” Morgan responded. “How do you know that? You haven’t talked to Natalie in a week!” “You can hear her in the bathroom. It is after all right across the hall.” “How long has she been throwing up?” “I don’t know! Every once in awhile last week, and all this week, she throws up every few hours. Why?” “Why? Why not? I am the mother after all you know.” “I know, sorry. I have to get to class now.” Morgan got up from the kitchen table, walked towards her mother and kissed her on the cheek. “You have fun at your class.” Alaina said with a worried look on her face.

Once Morgan left, Alaina climbed the stairs to the girls’ room. She knocked, not knowing if Natalie was in there or not. Natalie had always been her wild child, and reminded Alaina of herself. Which wasn’t really a great thing, because her wildness made her husband leave her. Morgan on the other hand, was her father though and though. Book smart, a loner, hard worker, prefers to do homework then to go out and have fun. Yep, that was Morgan in a nut shell. “Natalie?” Alaina called. “Yes?!” Natalie responded sounding very sleepy. “Are you ok?” Alaina asked. “Yea, I am fine mom. What do you want?” Natalie said. “Can I come in?” “Why?” “Because I am your mother and I want to talk to you.” Alaina said. “Fine, whatever.” With that, Alaina pushed the bedroom door open. “Honey! You look like crap! What is wrong and tell me that truth. No more lies!” Alaina said. “Mom really I am fine, I just haven’t been feeling good lately! Honest!” Natalie swore. “Okay, maybe you should go see your school nurse. Tomorrow?!” “Mom! I don’t need to go see her!” “Please! Go just for me! Make me happy. I would feel better knowing that you’re okay. Besides if you have something, then I can have Morgan stay in the living room for that time being. Please go tomorrow.” her mother begged. “Okay, I guess I can go have a check out. Can you go now? So that I can sleep some more!” Natalie asked. “I understand. I will leave you be.” Alaina then closed the door and walks down the stairs.

“Fucking nosey bitch!” Natalie said under her breath after her mother left the room. She then reached for her cell phone, which was on the night stand. She opened it and dialed Lyle’s number. This past week, things between them had been really rocky. He never called her like he used to, he never wanted to spend time with her, and above all he never told her that he loved her. His phone ring five times before it went to his voice mail, “Hey this is Lyle! Sorry I can’t come to the phone, no actually I am not sorry (soft laugh). Leave me a message and if I like yea, I will call you back. Later!” then a beep. “Umm, hey babe! It is just Nat, I wanted to see what you were up to. I miss you and I love you. Please call me back when you get a chance. Muah! Bye!” Natalie said into the phone. That had been her fifteenth message she had left in the pass two days. “Where the hell are you?” Natalie asked aloud. She put the phone back on the night stand and went back to bed.

Morgan had a hard time paying attention at class. She saw in her mother’s eyes, a fear that she had never seen before. That made her worry that Natalie throwing up was a little bit more, then just throwing up. No her sister couldn’t be pregnant! She was only sixteen, she just couldn’t be. “Morgan!” a girl’s voice brought her out of her little day dream. “Oh Hi Charlotte! How are you?” Morgan asked. “I am not bad, but you seem to have something on your mind.” Charlotte said, and she garbed Morgan’s hand. “Come on let’s go to the student center for a little one on one. How does that sound?” Charlotte asked. “Sure, why not. I could use a little bit of fun.” Morgan said with a weak smile.
The two girls walked into the student center and found a couch that was a ways away from everyone else. “Morgan, what is it?” Charlotte asked. “Nothing that you have to worry about.” Morgan laughed. “You mean a lot to me, so I want to make sure you are okay.” Charlotte said. “I know, you mean a lot to me too. But it is really nothing, don’t worry about it. I swear!” Morgan said. Charlotte then leaned over and give Morgan a soft, sweet kiss on her lips. Morgan pulled away quickly, and looked around. “You haven’t told anyone about us have you?” Charlotte asked, looking a little upset. “Charlotte...” Morgan started to say, putting her hand on Charlotte’s cheek. “I just have a lot of shit on my mind. I promise I will tell my mom about us. You mean a lot to me.” Morgan added with a kind smile. “You better” Charlotte said with a giggle. Morgan then moved closer to Charlotte, and gave her a passionate kiss.

“Mom?!” Natalie yelled, moving towards the kitchen. “Yes?!” Alaina asked. “What is for dinner? I am so hungry, I feel like I have never ever had food in my whole life!” Natalie told her mother. “I am really not sure. I was waiting for Morgan to get home. She is never this late, is she?” Alaina said. “How the hell should I know?” Natalie said. Just then the front door opens and in walks two very happy girls. They giggle and hold hands all the way into the kitchen. “Oh, I didn’t think anyone was in here!” Morgan stated with an excited smile. “Who the hell is this Morgan?” Natalie asked. “Oh” Morgan giggled, “this is my, my girlfriend Charlotte.” “Girlfriend? As in friend that is a girl, right?” Natalie asked. “No, girlfriend, as in girlfriend.” Morgan answered, she looked straight at her mother. “How wonderful!” Alaina said, “Please stay for dinner Charlotte.” “Of course, thank you so much. Ms. Hennerson.” Charlotte said. “No, no please call me Alaina.” their mother giggled. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Natalie asked her mother. “Can’t you see this is a girl that your daughter brought home?” Natalie continued. “What is so wrong with that Natalie?” Morgan asked. “You are so god damn stupid and gross. And if she stays for dinner, I am not!” Natalie said, then stomped out of the kitchen and out the front door.

Natalie walked all the way over to Lyle’s house, hoping that he would be there. Sure enough, he was! Why hadn’t he answered his phone, Natalie thought. She walked up the walk way and knocked on his door. Lyle opened the door, with just blue jeans on. “Nat?! What are you doing here?” Lyle asked looking around. He was trying to not open the door up too much, so that Natalie couldn’t really get inside of his house. “I missed you and you weren’t answering your cell.” Natalie said. “Well, umm, my cell is broken.” Lyle said. Just then, fate would have it, his cell phone rang from his pocket. “It’s broken, huh?!” Natalie said. “Well it was.” he said with a smile, “you know, I have missed you too.” “Can I come in then?” Natalie asked. Without waiting for him to say something she stormed in, and started to take off her shirt. “Come here!” she said with a sexy tone to her voice. Lyle did as he was told, and walked over to her. She pulled him onto the couch and started to take off his pants. Right there on the couch she give he herself. This time she didn’t even ask him to put a condom on, she just wanted him now. They went at it for about thirty minutes, until Lyle said he was done. “I think that I should shower really fast.” Natalie said. “Umm, okay. Go ahead!” Lyle said.
The shower felt good. She had read somewhere that if you shower right after having unprotected sex, you wouldn’t get pregnant. If only she knew that, that was a lie. Besides, it was a little too late for her to worry about that. Once she was done with her shower, she quickly got dressed. As she was walking out and down the hall, she heard a familiar female voice. “Lyle! I have missed you. That was one of the best times ever!” the girl said. She sounded like Lyle’s cousin, or so Lyle told Natalie that she was. Natalie peeked around the corner, and saw just what she looked like. This girl was no where near Lyle’s cousin, Natalie thought, and for a few reasons. First one, do you stand in the living room naked with your cousin? Second, does your cousin look like a friend you go to school with?
The girl that Lyle was naked with, was a girl that Natalie hangs out with. “Janelle! How could you? You knew that Lyle and I were a couple!” Natalie screamed. Lyle walked over to her and punched her right in the eye! “Listen, bitch! You were good while you lasted!” Lyle said to her. Natalie ran out of the house, and didn’t even look back!

“Thanks Alaina! Dinner was wonderful.” Charlotte called as she was walking to the door. “Your very welcome Charlotte. Come back anytime you want.” Alaina called back. “I am really glad you came.” Morgan told Charlotte. “I am really glad I came too.” Charlotte said. Charlotte then garbed Morgan, by the back of the neck and gave you a sweet kiss. Just as Charlotte was about to pull away, Morgan garbed her back. She pressed herself onto Charlotte, and started to play with Charlotte’s lips. Letting her tongue go all over her mouth. Morgan liked how she tasted, and couldn’t get enough. “Baby!” Charlotte said, “calm down! You will see me again.” That made Morgan giggle a little. “Bye Char!” Morgan said. “Bye Morgan!” Charlotte said, and she turned and walked to her car.
Morgan then retreated to her room. Today was one of her happiest days of her life. She started to day dream about things her and Charlotte could do together. Just then Natalie ran into the room and jumped onto her bed. “Nat!” Morgan said. Natalie looked over to her sister. Morgan saw that she had tears running down her face. “Are you okay?” Morgan asked. Natalie shook her head. “What is wrong?” Morgan asked. “He said he loved me! He said that he cared about me!” Natalie said. “Oh, Nat!” Morgan said. “I went over there, and I had sex with him. I went to go take a fast shower, and when I came out, he...he....he was with Janelle.” “With her how?” Morgan asked. “Like, they were both naked. I think they had sex while I was in the shower.” Natalie stated. Natalie sat up, and Morgan got a better look at her face. “Did he do that to you?” Morgan asked. “Yes, yes he hit me. God, I should have known the first time he did that to me.” “You mean that, he has hit you before?” “Yea.” Natalie said, shyly. “Come here.” Morgan motioned to Natalie. She got off her bed and went to her sister. She just buried her head in Morgan’s shirt and cried her eyes out. “He will pay, you just wait. He will pay!.” was all Morgan said.

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Sun, 21 Aug 2005 00:50:25 GMT

This story I wrote over the summer on my lap top, but had no internet, so here it is.

Word of caution: I rate this (and the other 2) a R. And you will find out why. Not good for children under 17 lol! Any who, enjoy!

Family Traits:
Welcome to Our World
“Fuck you!” Natalie Davion hissed. She was looking at herself in the mirror once again. She was always told that she was the prettier one between her and her sister, and she never understood why. Her mother was a single mother. Worked most of the day, and when she came home just wanted to relax. Her mother, never seem to want to go any where or do anything. Then again, who would blame her. So Natalie and her older sister Morgan, did pretty much whatever they wanted. Natalie, most of the time went out and partied with her friends. She never actually knew what her sister did, and she really didn’t care. Her sister was nineteen, and went to the community college. She was asked to go to a University, but turned it down so that she could stay at home and help their mother out. Natalie always though that, it was bullshit. Morgan, just wanted to mommy her. She always thought that she didn’t need anyone. She was after all sixteen, and was loving her life.
Natalie had a boyfriend, who she had been dating for about six months now, and he really seemed to love her. This was her longest relationship that she had ever been in. She always thought that it was selfish to date one person for a long time. In fact, she didn’t even believe in dating at all, thanks to her father. Natalie had never met her father, hell her mother didn’t even know who her father was. She always went on about how she looked like this one guy, then again she kind of had another guy’s eyes, or something of that nature. It drove Natalie nuts! But right now, she was on cloud nine, and didn’t really care about anything else.
“Natalie, are you yelling at yourself again?!” Morgan asked her with a giggle. “What the hell does it matter to you?” Natalie shouted to Morgan. “I am sorry, I was just kidding. Where are you going tonight?” Morgan asked “Wow, aren’t we nosey?” Natalie throw back in Morgan’s face. “I was just wondering.” “Like I said, aren’t we nosey. You never care where I go.” “Yes, I do! I always ask where you are.” “What are you? My mother?” With that, Natalie garbed her coat, stormed out of their room, down the stairs and out the front door. Morgan stood in the window, watching as her little sister got into her boyfriend’s car and drove off.

“Lyle...what kind of name is that?” Morgan asked out loud. Lyle was Natalie’s boyfriend, and Morgan didn’t trust him. There was something about him that just rubbed her the wrong way. Morgan was said to have a great sense of character, and she defiantly got that from her father. Their mother, Alaina Hennerson, was married to Morgan’s father for almost five years. In fact the reason Alaina and her father got a divorce was because she, was caught sleeping around. And not just sleeping with one man, no her mother was sleeping with about four or five. Morgan was only three when her father left, but she still sees him. Before the divorce went though, her mother told her father that she was six months pregnant with some other man’s baby and that she actually had no clue who the dad was. There was no surprise there!
Finally, Morgan steps away from the window, “Mom” she yelled.
“What?” her mother screamed back. “Do you know where Natalie is going?” She asked. “No, why?” her mother replied. “I was just wondering. She left with Lyle again.” “Is he that guy that she is always talking on the phone with?” “Yes.” “Oh, isn’t that nice?” “I am not so sure about that one.” “Oh! And why is that?” “You know how I am. There is just something about him that rubs me that wrong way.” “ I see, well maybe you should talk to Natalie about that.” “I just tried to.” “Maybe try a different way.” “Like what?” “I don’t know. You are the one that is good at stuff like that.” Alaina then gets up from the chair she was sitting in and walked over to Morgan, and kisses her forehead, “Morgan, You are the strongest one out of all of us. I know that whatever you set your mind to, you’ll go though with it. You have the will power, so if you want her to hear you out, you will find away. Now I am going to bed, have to get up early for work. You have a great day tomorrow. Don’t stay up to late.” Alaina then gives Morgan another kiss on her forehead and heads up the stairs. “Good night mom, sleep tight!”
The following morning, Morgan sets to work. She got up early to find that her sister never even came home the night before. Had she ever done that before, Morgan wondered to herself. Just then the bedroom door flew open. “Good Morning Natalie” Morgan said. “What do you want?” Natalie asked “I can’t say good morning any more?” “I know that you have something up your sleeve, and whatever it is, I am not intrusted in it.” Natalie said.”Well actually, I do want to talk to you. Can we talk?” “Not now, I have to get ready for school.” “You have a little time before you go.” “Look missy! I really don’t give a shit about what you have to say. You think that you are so prefect because you decided to stay at home and go to college. What? You want me to bend over backwards to kiss your ass, well guess what?! That isn’t happening! Now just leave me alone!” “Ok, hello I am trying to help you. You are so young and already are in to things I never knew that people could get into. And another thing, I have a bad feeling about this Lyle guy. Do you understand that?” Morgan was now yelling. “I hate you!” Natalie screamed, “Just leave me alone!” Natalie then garbs her book bag and coat and slams the bedroom door, and walks out the house.

“Hey baby!” Lyle said to Natalie. “Hey!” Natalie said. “How is my favorite girl?” Lyle asked. “I am okay, I just got into another fight with Morgan. Why does she always do that? What does she think she is? My mother?” Natalie shouted. “Whoa! Calm down. Just forget about it. She’s a bitch. So what do you want to do? Go to school, or go to my house for some fun.” Lyle laughed. Natalie smiled at him. “What do you think?” she asked. “Well if I know you, then I am guessing that you want to go to my house right?!” Lyle answered. Lyle but the petal to the metal and took off towards his house. Thinking to himself, man I am going to get lucky today.
Once Natalie and Lyle were at his house, they headed straight to Lyle’s room. Lyle lived with his mother, who drank all the time, so he knew that she would be “out” of it for the next couple hours. That meant the Lyle and Natalie would and could do pretty much whatever they wanted. And you could bet that Lyle had a lot of ideas in his head. As soon as he got Natalie in his room, he went right for her pants, and started to unbutton them. “God Lyle! Can’t we ever just talk?” Natalie yelled. “We do talk! We talked all the way here. I just want to be close to you, I love you.” Lyle responded. Then he started back at her clothes again. “I love you too.” Natalie said, and just let herself go with the flow. All along thinking that if he really didn’t love her, he wouldn’t want to spend so much time with her, right?!
Lyle finally got off her clothes, and started to kiss her all over her body. This hadn’t been the first time they had sex, but Natalie was still nervous. “Lyle?” she asked. “What?” Lyle responded. He was almost about ready to jump on top of her, he was getting really worked up. “Are you going to use something?” she asked “Yea, I always do!” Lyle said. Which was actually untrue. Lyle thought condoms took way from the sensation. He felt that he didn’t get the full feel of being in his partner, and he really hates that. However, he never told Natalie that, why would he? After he answered Natalie’s question, he mounted her and went at it. In fact he came twice in a row, before he stopped. Natalie however, never did. Lyle didn’t care, it was always about him. Natalie always lied to Lyle and told him that she came, so that Lyle didn’t have to worry about her. Lyle had, had enough sex partners to know that she was lying, but never said that to her. If he did, she might want him to help her out too, and he was too tired for that. He knew to keep his mouth shut, other wise she start to wine about it!
Natalie was his youngest quest yet. He was twenty-one, and she was only sixteen. But come on now, what girl wouldn’t like to date an older guy? Once Lyle has got his fill of Natalie, he got up, got dressed and garbed himself a beer. “Can I have one?” Natalie asked. “Your too young.” Lyle told her. “That never stopped you before!” “Well, I don’t want to give you one!” “Why?” “Do you know how much trouble I could get in for giving you a beer? Besides it cost me money to pay these.” “I thought that age didn’t matter. I will give you some money if you want! You also said that whatever I wanted, I could have as long as it was in your house. Don’t you remember?” “No, I never said that.” “Fine, whatever! Can I have a sip of yours then?” “No, I told you already! You are under age.” “Oh my god! I swear! I don’t know what is wrong with you!” “What is wrong with me? What is wrong with me?” Lyle jumped up off the bed. “What is wrong with me?” he continued. “Yes, what is wrong with you?” Natalie said. With that Lyle smacked Natalie right across the face. “Bitch! Don’t ever fucking talk to me like that! Get the hell out of here!” “I am sorry” Natalie responded crying her eyes out. She got off the bed and was now at Lyle feet begging him to forgive her. “Please! I am so, so sorry baby. I didn’t mean it. How can I make you believe me? I’ll do anything!” Natalie asked. Lyle looked at her about to say something, when his bedroom door opened.
“Whoa! I am sorry. Do you want me to leave you two alone?” Lyle’s friend Zane asked. “No, man your fine. Natalie here was just about ready to give me something.” “Oh really!” Zane asked, “what is it?” “Zane...” Lyle started to say. He looked down at Natalie, with a huge smile. “Zane, you don’t have a girlfriend do you?” “Nope.” “And how long has it been since you have had sex or any other type of pleasure?” “Oh, man! It has been about a year!” “Well, Natalie and I were just talking about helping out our friends. Zane do you want to sleep with Natalie. I am sure she would love to help you out. Wouldn’t you Natalie.” Lyle looked Natalie right in the eyes, daring her to complain about it or back out of doing it. “You did say you would do anything, didn’t you?” Lyle asked her. “Yes.” Natalie said very quietly. With that, she walked over to Zane and started undoing his pants.

“Morgan? Have you seen Natalie?” Alaina asked.
“No, why? I just got home mom.” Morgan answered, walking out of the kitchen. “Well I got a call from her school today, telling me that she hasn’t gone to school for two weeks now. Did you know that she wasn’t going to school?” her mother asked. “I had no clue. Lyle always picks her up in the morning.” Morgan said.
“Hi.” Natalie said. “Natalie! Where have you been all day?” Alaina asked. “At school of course.” Natalie said. “Now don’t you dare lie to me young lady!” her mother said. Natalie looks to Morgan. “What, did you follow me all day? What you can’t just leave me alone?” Natalie said to Morgan. “I didn’t follow you, I wouldn’t follow you!” Morgan responded. “Oh really?! Then how would mom know that I didn’t go to school today?” Natalie asked. “Maybe cause your school called me at work today” Alaina said. “Well this was the only day, I have been going all the other times.” Natalie said. Alaina walks over to Natalie and smacks her across the face, in fact in the very same spot Lyle had hit her. “What the hell mom!” Natalie screamed. “How could you lie to me like that? Your school told me that you haven’t been there in the past two weeks! They said that if you didn’t start coming to classes, you wouldn’t make it to your Junior year. Do you understand that?” her mother yelled back to her. Natalie just looked down at the floor. “Do you understand me?” her mother asked again. “Whatever.” Natalie said. “What? What did you just say?” Alaina asked. “Oh mom, get over it! I am not Morgan. I don’t like school! I hate it!” Natalie then looked over to her sister. “And, I hate you the most of all!” Natalie screamed. “What the hell have I ever done to you?” Morgan asked. “Both of you leave me the fuck alone!” Natalie garbed her stuff and headed up to her and Morgan’s room. “Looks like I have to do my homework in the kitchen or living room” Morgan calmly states. “I am sorry honey! I am not even sure what I can do any more with Natalie. Maybe I should cut back on my hours at work so that I can be here for you girls.” Alaina said. Without letting Morgan respond to what she just said, Alaina walked out of the living room, into the kitchen. Morgan knew that her mother wanted to be left alone.

Once Natalie was in her room, the tears came down her face like a waterfall. She went into her back pack and fished out her cell phone and dialed Lyle’s number. It rang about four times before he picked up. “Hello?!” Lyle asked, sounding a little out of breath. “Hey, babe. What are you doing? You sound out of breath. Are you okay?” Natalie asked. “Yea, I am fine. What do you want? We just saw each other!” Lyle said. “So, I missed you!” Natalie said.
“Lyle who is that?” Natalie heard another girl ask. Lyle then told the girl to shut up. “Lyle? Who is that?” Natalie asked. “Its, umm, my cousin! Yea, she came to visit today.” Lyle answered, not sounding to sure what he has just said. “Oh, I see. Are you two having fun?” Natalie asked. “Umm, yea, ahh, lots! Look, I can’t hang out with my cousin if I am on the phone with you. So I will talk to you later Natalie, bye” Lyle said, and he hung up on her. “Bye.” Natalie whispered into the phone. Natalie then dropped that phone and ran to the bathroom, and throw up.
“Nat, are you okay?” Morgan asked. She had heard Natalie from the living room. “Yes, I am fine! Didn’t I tell you to leave me alone?” Natalie asked, giving Morgan an evil eye. “That you did, but I wanted to make sure you were okay.” “Well I am fine, so just leave me alone.” After that Natalie throw up again. “Are you sure you don’t want any crackers or anything?” Morgan asked. “Yes! Now leave me the fuck alone, GOD!” Natalie shouted. “Fine!” Morgan said and walked back down that stairs. Natalie was so pig headed, and that was one thing that Morgan hated about her. She tried to help, and it was always thrown back in her face. One of these days, Morgan thought, one of these days, she is going to be begging me for help, and I wouldn’t be there any more. Little did Morgan know that, that day was just around the corner!

Sat, 20 Aug 2005 01:23:28 GMT

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2. Pass it on.

1.~How did you meet carpediem_321? My sister
2.~What would you do if you had never met cuteash07? Not really sure
3.~What do you honestly think of lost_swimmer? I love her to death!
4.~Would or did aquinassweetie and senrtagurl go out? God no
5.~Have you ever liked senrtagurl? As a friend yes
6.~If nightstalkerdp died tomorrow, what is one thing that you would need him/her to know? I am sorry for everything that happened, but it's for the best
7.~Would archmagediablo and bud_princess_08 make a good couple? Not really
8.~Describe duce222 in 3 words: Wonderful, Caring, and Sweet
9.~Do you think senrtagurl is hot? No
10.~Would nightstalkerdp and senrtagurl make a lovely couple? OH! Please No
11.~What do you think of when you see senrtagurl? Hate
12.~Tell me something humiliating about bud_princess_08: She likes to get MUDDY!!!!
13.~Do you know any of papasangel's family members? Yes
14.~What's senrtagurl's favorite color? I don't really remember
15.~On a scale of 1-10 how cute is fitzcutie69? 5
16.~What would you do if bobssnowball just professed their undying love for you? Well I would think it was gross
17.~What language does aquinassweetie speak? English only!
18.~Who is sexyjeepgurl93 going out with? No one I know of
19.~Is pkwannabe a boy or a girl? Boy
20.~Would jewyclementine and bobssnowball make a good couple? Tried it once...didn't work
21.~Who do you think senrtagurl would be great with from this list? No one at all
22.~When was the last time you talked to senrtagurl? I don't know, don't care
23.~What is senrtagurl's favorite band? ??
24.~Does archmagediablo have any siblings? Yes, 2 brothers
25.~Would you ever date papasangel? Nope
26.~Would you ever date duce222? Nope
27.~Is senrtagurl single? Last time I checked
28.~What is senrtagurl's last name? Kimball
29.~What is jewyclementine's middle name? Shit...I knew this one!
30~What is lost_swimmer's fantasy? To be free of all evil thoughts lol
31.~Where does pkwannabe live? At his house lol
32.~Would you make out with carpediem_321? No
33.~Are cuteash07 and papasangel best friends? They are sisters
34.~Does duce222 like senrtagurl? I don't think they have met
35.~How did you meet jewyclementine? Not sure...my sister I think
36.~Is senrtagurl older than you? By like 6 months or something like that
37.~Is senrtagurl the sexiest person alive? No

Final Poem Project

Thu, 28 Apr 2005 02:47:10 GMT

Here is my Final Poem Project! Enjoy

My Free Verse:
Inner Peace

They sit upon the green grass,
looking up at the blue sky.
Soaking up the sun’s rays,
like it was their whole life.
Wishing that they would never,
have to leave this place of beauty.
Wishing that the world would just stop,
for at lease one moment.

To let the human population,
take a picture and soak it all in.
To breath the clean crip air,
that floats around, and gives life to so many.
To put hatred aside,
for one last look,
before the beauty falls away.

My Cinquains:
Toddlers

Painting
Mess of all sorts
Touch everything in your sight
Why not? It is the best thing ever!
Colored

Stress

Stress
Inhale, exhale
Hold your breath, count to five
Just let the world slip away now
Relax

Mom of My Life

Mother
my life hero
You mean the world to me
This I tell you to warm your heart!
Love You

My Villanelle:
Wonders of The World

I wonder my child,
why is it you love to lay,
under that great oak tree?

What would the jay say,
when you stay here,
this I wonder my child,

Why don’t you go down to the bay,
but instead you lay,
under that great oak tree?

Why is this the way,
of the bright new day?
how I wonder my child

Tell me about your friend Kay,
while we stay,
under this great oak tree?

Why let the world get you down,
when they say it is the best time
This I wonder my child,
under that great oak tree.

My Sonnet:
Tunnel of Love

Wrapping your arms around him,
Hold him so close to your body.
Let him know that he is the only thing that surrounds you.
A dose of him is like having a drug, that wakes you up.
Touch him, with all your love,
Show him, just what you feel.
Float on the wings of a dove
Help him deal with his love for you.
Free your life for him,
Grab his hand, and guide it in the dark.
Do not condemn his ways,
The fire between the two of you, are like sparks flying.
Love, is the only thing that one needs
Travel down the love tunnel, and see what has not been seen.

My Senstina:
My World

I am not dumb,
I am actually really smart.
Some may say I am different,
but that is only on the inside.
I look just like everyone on the outside.
I was only born with Dyslexia.

There is nothing wrong with Dyslexia.
This doesn’t mean we are dumb,
We all look the same on the outside.
Everyone is smart,
in their own way on the inside.
So why are we just labeled different?

We are just learning a different,
way because we have Dyslexia.
It just helps us be who we are on the inside,
but we are far from being called dumb.
Actually, we are very smart,
it would surprise anyone on the outside.

But why judge anyone from their outside?
God made us all different.
Even the ones we label smart.
Why not befriend a Dyslexic?
They are not dumb,
Don’t judge on the outside, but the inside.

We are have a personalty on the inside.
If we were all put in a room, no one could tell on the outside.
Most of our peers like to call us dumb.
But if you look closely we are all different!
Not just us with Dyslexia.
So don’t name call, because we are all smart.

We may not be good at spelling, but we are still smart.
What matters is our own personalty on the inside,
Not that we have Dyslexia.
Not that we look a certain way on the outside.
Every one is a little different,
so why call us dumb?

Being born with Dyslexia doesn’t change the look on the outside.
We are all smart in our own way on the inside.
Don’t look at us differently, because we are not at all dumb.

And last by not least my Persona:
Be The Horse:

I am was just running free.
No one was bothering me.
Now, however these people,
think I want this heavy saddle on me.

I am pushed to the max,
sometimes its fun,
but at times its not.
I don’t like the taste of metal in my mouth.

And, when they want me to go fast,
they shove those pointy things into my sides.
Ouch, it hurts so bad.
I can’t check to see if I am bleeding, those I wish I could.

But life isn’t away work,
I play with my friends,
I have this one gal that I am crazy about.
She is having my baby, she told me that today.

Neigh, that makes me happy,
to think that I am going to be a dad,
I can show the colt the right way,
the master wants us to act.

This is a Poem by Wendy Cope

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 15:18:44 GMT

I know that this is suppose to be all of my writings but this is so funny. My Creative Writing Prof, read it to us it class. It is so great. Hope you enjoy :)

Reading Scheme

By: Wendy Cope

Here is Peter. Here is Jane. They like fun.

Jane has a big doll. Peter has a ball.

Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Here is Mummy. She has baked a bun.

Here is the milkman. He has come to call.

Here is Peter. Here is Jane. They like fun

Go Peter! Go Jane! Come, milkman, come!

The milkman likes Mummy. She likes them all

Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Here are the curtains. They shut out the sun.

Let us peep! On tiptoe Jane! You are small!

Here is Peter. Here is Jane. They like fun.

I hear a car, Jane. The milkman looks glum.

Here is Daddy in his car. Daddy is tall.

Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Daddy looks very cross. has he a gun?

Up milkman! Up milkman! Over the wall!

Here is Jane. They like fun.

Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Wonders of The World

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 14:11:22 GMT

Wonders of The World

I wonder my child,

why is it you love to lay,

under that great oak tree?

I wonder my child,

what would that jay say,

under that great oak tree?

I wonder my child,

why not go down to the bay,

and not under that great oak tree?

I wonder my child,

why this is the way,

under that great oak tree?

I wonder my child,

what is the world like today,

under this great oak tree?

Why let the world get you down,

when they say it is the best time

This I wonder my child,

under that great oak tree.

Final....

Sun, 17 Apr 2005 16:56:37 GMT

This is the story I have been working on for about 3 months! I think it turned out just the way I wanted it. Hope you enjoy!

Love Out West

Isabella Halsey wipes her hands on her apron. She stares down at her hands and remembers the time when they used to be so clean and smooth, when all she did was sew, sing, and read books around her plantation in Georgia. Tears start coming to her eyes. "Stop crying you big baby" she mutters to herself. It has been about a year since she had even stepped foot on her Georgia plantation. Isabella and her mother had moved out to Kansas, in May of 1872. The year now was 1873. Her father died in the Civil War and her fiancé had gone missing. "No, that’s a lie" she said to herself. "Bradley, died in the war." They had been in love since their school days, and she missed him so very much. She saw him as her soul mate.

She used to think that one day he would come back to her. But she gave up on that a year before they moved out west. She still wore the small white gold engagement ring, that had a diamond in it, on her finger. He had given it to her just before he left. Isabella then looks down at her hand, tears start coming down her face again. "Oh my word, Isabella get yourself together. You are such a baby. You promised you would start a whole new life when you came out here." She tells herself. With that she takes off the ring and puts it in the hole that she had dug for the flower that she is planting. "There you are, all set!" Isabella tells herself.

"Excuse me Miss, but do you always do that?" the dark stranger asks Isabella. Startled, Isabella gets up turns to the young man, and looks at him. "Can I help you?" Isabella says very coldly.

"No need to get all uptight! I am looking for Mrs. Halsey." He tells her. "What is your business?" Isabella asks, still being very cold to him. "Are you Mrs. Halsey?" he asks. "No, I am her daughter Ms. Halsey, So, kind sir..." she said very sarcastically "What is your business?" she asks once again. "Well, Ms. Halsey" He pauses, thinking about what to say next. Isabella raises one eye brow at him, daring him to do something. He then smiles, and finally speaks. "That is between Mrs. Halsey and me." Isabella starts to say something, when she hears the door behind her open.

"Jackson" Mrs. Halsey said excitedly. "I see you have met my daughter Isabella." Jackson then grabs Isabella’s hand and kisses it ever so gently. Isabella yanks her hand out of his and stomps away from him, Jackson just laughs. "Do come in Jackson." Mrs. Halsey says. "Don’t mind if I do." As he tips his cowboy hat at her. He starts up the steps, looking in the direction that Isabella had fled. Her beautiful brown curls falling onto her shoulders from all the hard work she has been doing. "She looks like an Angel." he said out loud. "Jackson? You coming?" "Yes Mrs. Halsey, I am coming." With that he entered the house.

Every day Jackson came over. Every day he and Isabella would have their little fights. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, until it was late August. Jackson had come over to cut down some of the branches on the trees behind Mrs. Halsey’s house. Isabella was busy beating a rug, and Jackson thought that it would be funny if he scared her.

"What do you think you are doing little miss?" he said as he grabbed her. She let out a scream and punched him right in the nose. "Oh my god, I think I am bleeding!" He told her.

"Right, I am sure you are" She replied with a cocky attitude. He then looks up at her. "Oh! You really are bleeding!" She says. "Here let me help you." She went to the well and got some water. Isabella then brings it over to him and takes out a rag that was in her apron. She dipped it into the water and puts it on his nose. "There! I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to. You just scared me." she explains. "Isabella, that didn’t hurt me at all. You are the sweetest person I have ever met." with that he pulls her hand away and he gives her a soft and gentle kiss on her small lips.

"My word! Jackson what do you think you are doing?" She looked around embarrassed. "What you didn’t like it?" he asks. "Oh no, I loved it Jackson. It is just that...well...umm...." she looks around. "Isabella," she is still is looking any where but his face. "Isabella," he grabbed her face with his rough but gentle hands. Isabella is now looking right into his dark brown eyes, with her sparkling blue green eyes. "Yes?!" She says real softly. "I love you, Isabella. I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you." "Really Jackson?!" "Yes Isabella" "Jackson! I love you too. After Bradley, I thought I would never find love again, and here you are!" She explains. "Marry me?!" He pulls out a gold ring that has their names engraved on it. "Yes" she said breathlessly. With that she grabs his neck and kisses him, long and hard.

On September 2, 1873, Isabella Halsey became Isabella Marquis. It was a happy little wedding held right on Mrs. Halsey’s property. People from the local town came to this very festive event.

"Isabella Halsey, I take you to be my wife, I love you with everything I am. You are my world."

"Jackson Marquis, I take you to be my husband, I love you with everything I am. I want to be your world." With that the Marquis’ make their way down the aisle. Not a single eye was dry at that wedding.

"This is the happiest day of my life Jackson. I thought that I was lost to the world. I thought that God was out to get me, but I see now he just had a different way of giving me what I have always wanted. I love you Jackson!" Isabella told Jackson as they shared their first dance together as husband and wife. "I couldn’t have said it better, my love." he smiles at her. She smiles back, then lays her head on his shoulder.

September slowly turns into October, then to winter. Jackson and Isabella work hard to keep themselves well stocked for the winter. A few times they were forced to stay with Mrs. Halsey, which she was more then happy to have them stay. One day just after the New Year, they are all sitting in front of the fire place at Mrs. Halsey’s house, when Mrs. Halsey says something that shocked both Isabella and Jackson.

"Yesterday I received a letter from Bradley." Mrs. Halsey said softy and casual, making it sound like it was no big deal at all.

"What did you just say mother?!" Isabella said, a little shocked. "I said," Mrs. Halsey pauses. "Oh you heard me Isabella!" She sounded a little irritated. "Yes, mother, but Bradley is dead!" Isabella finally said. This whole time Jackson got up from his chair and is now walking around the room, thinking to himself what if he come back to find her? Mrs. Halsey broke his train of thought, "Well...he said that he was held prisoner by the North for nine years. Then he came back to Georgia, to find his family there but not us." She paused a minute, then continues "He said that he got this address from his mother. He didn’t know if we where still living here, but he wanted to let us know that he was coming here and wants to still marry you." she ended her story and looked at both Isabella and Jackson. Jackson’s color had left his face. Mrs. Halsey felt bad, she thought to herself, maybe I should have just let Isabella know and not Jackson, no that would be even worse.

"So he is coming to see Isabella." Jackson finally said. "It looks that way Jackson." Mrs. Halsey said. Jackson’s face fell again. He then looks over at Isabella. She looks sick to her stomach again. She had been throwing up a lot lately. Maybe she was a little worried about the winter, maybe she already knew that Bradley was coming up here and didn’t tell me. No that isn’t Isabella, or is it? "Isabella, are you ok love?!" Jackson finally asked her. "Jackson," she said looking straight into his eyes. "I love you my dear. And..." she paused, "And...I want you and mother to know that, I am having a baby." She finally said. "My love, that is so wonderful." Jackson told her. He ran over to her and gave her a sweet kiss on her cheek. "Jackson, I want you to know that Bradley is in my past. I love you more then anything. I want to be with you." Isabella tells Jackson. "I love you too." was all the Jackson could get out. He was just so happy to hear her say that.

February came, and one evening, Mr and Mrs Marquis were at their house sitting by the fire. They heard a knock at their door. "Who could that be at this hour?" Isabella asked out loud.

"Well" Jackson said. He was growing more and more impatient as he stood there.

"I am sorry sir," the man finally said. "Mrs. Halsey’s maid, said that I could find Isabella Halsey here, though I am not sure why!" the man said laughing. Just then Jackson looked at his house. It wasn’t too small, yet it wasn’t too big either. Isabella never said that she hated it or anything like that. The house had a good amount of property, and had a total of three bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living area. "Well, you came to the right place," Jackson finally said "However, Isabella Halsey doesn’t live here..." Just then the man cut him off, "How can I have come to the right place if Isabella Halsey doesn’t live here" he almost screamed. With all the noise, Isabella decided to see who was at the door. Jackson sometimes could be very rude when he didn’t want to be bugged.

"Jackson, who is..." she stopped mid sentence, once she saw who was in the doorway. "Bradley!" She said shocked. The man then pushes passed Jackson, hugs and kissed Isabella. Then he turns to Jackson, with a mean look on his face. "Why did you lie to me Mister?" he said. Jackson then looks at Isabella then at the man and says "Well, sir, if you would have waited for me to finish my sentence, You would have heard me say that Isabella Halsey, is now Isabella Marquis. I am Jackson Marquis, Isabella’s husband. Would you like to come in?" he said very coldly. "Don’t mind if I do, thank you" Bradley says, his mood has now changed. Once Bradley was in the house, Jackson slams the door. Hearing that, Isabella gives Jackson a dirty look. He looks down at his feet like a hurt puppy. When he brought his head back up, Isabella was still looking at him. She smiled, her sweet smile and blew him an air kiss. Jackson smiles back.

"I never would have thought of you living in this poor looking house." Bradley tells Isabella, giving Jackson a cocky smile. Jackson thinks to himself if Isabella wasn’t here, I would have taken him out side and gave he something to smile about. Then his thought changed, hell, I got the girl and with that he smiled back to Bradley. "It is not a poor looking house," Isabella said, a little shocked at what Bradley just said. "I love this house, and my husband." Isabella said. She felt the need to say that. "Isabella, you look a lot bigger then the last time that I saw you." Bradley continued ignoring what she had just said. "Well, Bradley I am going to have a baby," she said happily. Isabella then turns to Jackson to smile to him. He looks very upset. This time he didn’t return her smile.

"I am going to go outside and cut more fire wood" Jackson said. He then looks at Bradley, daring him to doing anything. Look at her wrong Jackson thought I dare you to touch her. With that, he walked out of the front door. Once Jackson was outside, Bradley made his move.

"Isabella, I need you back. I want you to be mine again. I could give you everything that you want. I still have my plantation, my huge farm, and lots of money to give you everything you need. Please come back to Georgia with me." Bradley said.

"Bradley, your offer is very wonderful," Isabella stated, "But, I am very happy where I am." "Oh Isabella," Bradley started to say, then he stops, grabs her and kisses her long and hard. Isabella then pulls away, just as Jackson walks in the door. He sees that Bradley has just kissed Isabella, Jackson grabs Bradley and punches him. Then Jackson throws him outside. Just as he is about punch him again, Isabella runs and grabs his arm. "Jackson" She screams.

"I knew it!" Jackson screamed back at her. "You knew what?" She yelled back. "I knew that you were going to go back with Bradley when he came here to find you!" He continued to yell. "What are you saying my dear?!" Isabella has softened her tone. "My dear, I love you so much, I was telling him that I want to be with you, and only you." she said. "I don’t believe you!" Jackson said still yelling. With that he got onto their horse and took off down the road. Isabella, starts to run after him screaming "Jackson, Jackson, JACKSON." Tears start running down her face. She then whispers to herself "I love you, Jackson." She then turns to Bradley, looks him straight in the eye and tells him, "Bradley, I can’t believe you! Even after I told you I wanted to stay here with my Jackson...MY JACKSON! But you...you... you continued to push the issue at hand, and then on top of that you kissed me! Bradley, just please go away from here and leave me... us alone." Tears are now falling down her face as she runs back into her house. With that Bradley gets on his horse and heads towards Mrs. Halsey’s house.

The following day, Isabella goes over to her mother’s house, and runs inside. "Mother, Mother." She yells.

"Yes, Isabella." Her mother said from the kitchen. "Mother, Have you seen..." Isabella started to say, "What are you doing here?" she asked Bradley. "I’m staying with your mother for a week." Bradley said, trying to impress Mrs. Halsey. "I want you out of my mother’s house now!" Isabella yells to Bradley. "Isabella, that is mighty rude, don’t you think?" Mrs. Halsey said. "Mother, did he tell you want he did last night?" Isabella asked "No, what happened" Mrs. Halsey looked between Isabella and Bradley. "Well..." Isabella started, "Bradley, kissed me last night, and Jackson saw us and ran away!" she started to cry again. "I miss him so much, I love him mother!" Isabella looks between her mother and Bradley. Mrs. Halsey started to get tears in her eyes too.

"Look behind you, Isabella." Bradley said. With that Isabella then turns around. Startled, she looks behind her and see Jackson smiling at her. "Oh my dear Jackson!" Isabella says and runs into his arms.

"My love! Bradley and I had a nice long talk this morning, and he told me all that happened last night. I am so sorry that I yelled at you, and ran away. I love you so much." Jackson tells her. "Oh Jackson I love you too!" Jackson and Isabella walked out with their arms wrapped around each other. Even though it was still winter outside, and everything seemed dead; there in her mother’s flower bed was a single violet blooming.

New Poem

Wed, 13 Apr 2005 22:29:29 GMT

Love

Does your significant other,

grab your hand and show you the world?

Do they whisper sweet nothings,

into your eye, just because?

Then it’s love!

Do they tell you look great,

even when you know you don’t?

Do they buy you little gifts,

because they felt like it?

Then it’s love!

Every time they touch you,

do you get goose bumps or butterflies?

Do you look into their ears,

and see your whole world shining back at you?

Then it’s love!

My Free Style Poem

Tue, 05 Apr 2005 02:26:33 GMT

Inner Peace

They sit upon the green grass,

looking up at the blue sky.

Soaking up the sun’s rays,

like it was their whole life.

Wishing that they would never,

have to leave this place of beauty.

Wishing that the world would just stop,

for at lease one moment.

To let the human population,

take a picture and soak it all in.

To breath the clean crip air,

that floats around, and gives life to so many.

To put hatred aside,

for one last look,

before the beauty falls away.

My Short Story

Mon, 04 Apr 2005 17:12:49 GMT

Just to let you all know, I wrote this for class, and I have decided to contuine it. So look for the other stories dealing with these characters. Hope you like it!

Isabella Halsey wipes her hands on her apron. She stares down at her hands and remembers the time when they used to be so clean and smooth. When all she did was sew, sing, and read books around her plantation in Georgia. Tears start coming to her eyes. "Stop crying you big baby" she mutters to herself. It has been about a year since she had even stepped foot on her Georgia plantation. Isabella and her mother had moved out to Kansas, May of 1872. The year now was 1873. Her father died in the Civil War and her fiancé had gone missing. "No, that’s a lie" she said to herself. "Bradley, died in the war." Bradley had been her fiancé, they had been in love since their school days, and she missed him so very much. She saw him as her soul mate.

She used to think that one day he would come back to her. But she gave up on that a year before they moved out west. She still wore the engagement ring he gave her on her finger. Isabella then looks down at her hand, tears start coming down her face again. "Oh my word, Isabella get yourself together. You are such a baby. You promised you would start a whole new life when you came out here." She tells herself. With that she took off the ring and puts the ring in the hole that she had dug for the flower that she is planting. "There you are all set!" Isabella tells herself.

"Excuse me Miss, but do you always do that?" The dark stranger asks Isabella. Startled, Isabella gets up turns to the young man, and looks at him. "Can I help you?" Isabella says very coldly. "No need to get all uptight! I am looking for Mrs. Halsey." He tells her. "What is your business?" Isabella asks, still being very cold to him. "Are you Mrs. Halsey?" he asks. "No, I am her daughter Ms. Halsey, So, kind sir..." she said very sarcastically "What is your business?" she asks once again. "Well, Ms. Halsey" He pauses, thinking about what to say next. Isabella raises one eye brow at him, daring him to do something. He then smiles, and finally speaks. "That is between Mrs. Halsey and me." Isabella starts to say something, when she hears the door behind her open.

Everyday Jackson came over. Everyday he and Isabella would have their little fights. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, until it was late August. Jackson had come over to cut down some of the branches on the trees behind Mrs. Halsey’s house. Isabella was busy beating a rug, and Jackson thought that it would be funny if he scared her.

"What do you think you are doing little miss?" he said as he grabbed her. She let out a scream and punched him right in the nose. "Oh my god, I think I am bleeding!" He told her.

"Right, I am sure you are" She replied with a cocky attitude. He then looks up at her. "Oh! You really are bleeding!" She says shockingly. "Here let me help you." She went to the well and got some water. Isabella then brings it over to him and takes out a rag that was in her apron. She dipped it into the water and puts it on his nose. "There! I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to. You just scared me." she explains. "Isabella, that didn’t hurt me at all. You are the sweetest person I have ever met." with that he pulls her hand away and he gives her a soft and gentle kiss on her small lips.

On September 2, 1873, Isabella Halsey became Isabella Marquis. It was a happy little wedding held right on Mrs. Halsey’s property. People from the local town came to this very festive event.

"Isabella Halsey, I take you to be my wife, I love you with everything I am. You are my world."

"Yesterday I received a letter from Bradley." Mrs. Halsey said softy and casual, making it sound like it was no big deal at all.

February came, and one evening, Mr and Mrs Marquis were at their house sitting by the fire. They heard a knock at their door. "Who could that be at this hour?" Isabella asked out loud.

"I don’t know love, but let me go get it, you rest now." He gets up, goes over to her, gives her a kiss on her head, then heads to the door. Jackson opens the door, there stood a man about 5'7" with short blonde hair, side burns to his ears, and had a clean cut shave. "Hello, can I help you sir?" Jackson asked starring at the man with his dark eyes. "I must have the wrong house!" the man said with a little chuckle. He then steps back and looks at the address again, then at the piece of paper in his hand. Jackson, started to study the man that was in front of him. He was dressed very nicely, bright blue eyes, and had an I’m-better-then-you look and attitude about him. "Well" Jackson stated. He was growing more and more impatient as he stood there. "I am sorry sir," the man finally said. "Mrs. Halsey’s maid, said that I could find Isabella Halsey here, though I am not sure why!" the man said laughing. Just then Jackson looked at his house. It wasn’t too small, yet it wasn’t too big either. Isabella never said that she hated it or anything like that. The house had a good amount of property, and had a total of three bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living area. "Well, you came to the right place," Jackson finally said "However, Isabella Halsey doesn’t live here..." Just then the man cut him off, "How can I have come to the right place if Isabella Halsey doesn’t live here" he almost screamed. With all the noise, Isabella decided to see who was at the door. Jackson sometimes could be very rude when he didn’t want to be bugged.

"I never would have thought of you living in this poor looking house." Bradley tells Isabella, giving Jackson his I’m-better-then-you-smile. Jackson thinks to himself if Isabella wasn’t here, I would have taken him out side and gave he something to smile about. Then his thought changed, hell, I got the girl and with that he smiled back to Bradley. "It is not a poor looking house," Isabella said, a little shocked at what Bradley just said. "I love this house, and my husband." Isabella stated. She felt the need to say that. "Isabella, you look a lot bigger then the last time that I saw you." Bradley continued ignoring what she had just said. "Well, Bradley I am going to have a baby." She said very happily. Isabella then turns to Jackson to smile to him. He looks very upset, this time he didn’t return her smile.

"Bradley, your offer is very wonderful," Isabella stated, "But, I am very happy where I am." "Oh Isabella," Bradley started to say, then he stops, grabs her and kisses her long and hard. Isabella then pulls away, just as Jackson walks in the door. He sees that Bradley has just kissed Isabella, Jackson grabs Bradley and punches him. Then Jackson throws him outside. Just as Jackson is about punch him again, Isabella runs and grabs his arm. "Jackson" She screams.

"I knew it!" Jackson screamed back at her. "You knew what?" She yelled back. "I knew that you where going to go back with Bradley when he came here to find you!" He continued to yell. "What are you saying my dear?!" Isabella has softened her tone. "My dear, I love you so much, I was telling him that I want to be with you, and only you." she said. "I don’t believe you!" Jackson said still yelling. With that he got onto their horse and took off down the road. Isabella, starts to run after him screaming "Jackson, Jackson, JACKSON." Tears start running down her face. She then whispers to herself "I love you, Jackson." She then turns to Bradley, looks him straight in the eye and tells him, "Bradley, I can’t believe you! Even after I told you I wanted to stay here with my Jackson...MY JACKSON! But you...you... you continued to push the issue at hand, and then on top of that you kissed me! Bradley, just please go away from here and leave me... us alone." Tears are now falling down her face as she runs back into her house. With that Bradley gets on his horse and heads towards Mrs. Halsey’s house.

The following day, Isabella goes over to her mother’s house, and runs inside. "Mother, Mother." She yells.

"Yes, Isabella." Her mother said from the kitchen. "Mother, Have you seen..." Isabella started to say, "What are you doing here?" she asked Bradley. "I am staying with your mother for a week." Bradley said, trying to impress Mrs. Halsey. "I want you out of my mother’s house now!" Isabella yells to Bradley. "Isabella, that is mighty rude, don’t you think?" Mrs. Halsey said. "Mother, did he tell you want he did last night?" Isabella asked "No, what happened" Mrs. Halsey looked between Isabella and Bradley. "Well..." Isabella started, "Bradley, kissed me last night, and Jackson saw us and ran away!" she started to cry again. "I miss him so much, I love him mother!" Isabella looks between her mother and Bradley. Mrs. Halsey started to get tears in her eyes too.

"Look behind you, Isabella." Bradley stated. With that Isabella then turns around. Startled, she looks behind her and see Jackson smiling at her. "Oh my dear Jackson!" Isabella says and runs into his arms.

"My love! Bradley and I had a nice long talk this morning, and he told me all that happened last night. I am so sorry that I yelled at you, and ran away. I love you so much." Jackson tells Isabella. "Oh Jackson I love you too!" Jackson and Isabella walked out with their arms wrapped around each other. Even though it was still winter outside, and everything seemed dead; there in her mother’s flower bed was a single violet blooming. The only thing that looked alive, maybe hope would find its way to both Isabella and Jackson.

Wrote over Easter Break

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 00:54:18 GMT

Just a little background info...
I wrote it over Easter Break, and it is the first copy of it. There is most likely spelling and grammer errors. How you like the story :)!

It was a warm summer day. Not too hot, not too cold. Jackie and Jimmy were down by their lake. The twins liked to go there just to talk and “re-bond” with each other. Jackie and Jimmy used to do everything together, until they got into high school. Now their summers were spend bonding with each other all over again. The twins looked the same, but acted totally different.
Jimmy was very much into sports. He played baseball, soccer, football, and basketball. He only played football over the summer just for fun. He had a summer job, some of the time. He only worked one day a week. Jimmy told his parents that he needed to work more on his sports and his social life. “All the chicks dig me and I don’t want to ruin that” he once told Jackie. Jimmy was very popular in school. He was liked by everyone. “I can’t help myself! I am just so charming” he said to his mother on day. Jimmy was only called Jimmy at home, by everyone else he was called Jim. He used to be called Jimmy when he was younger, but he said that Jim had a more grown up feel to it, and that one day he would “become” James.
Jackie one the other hand was more quiet and laid-back. She was in the writer’s club in High School. She enjoyed watching her brother play sports, but never joined any herself. She even knew all the rules, and could follow them very well. Jimmy and her would even watch football games on the TV and she would challenge him when he thought that it was an unfair call or what not. Jackie even had an after-school job, at the local book store. She known at her school, but wasn’t as popular as Jimmy. She never was jealous of him, she had all the friends that she needed. Jac, which was her nickname, got wonderful grades in school, all A’s. Had the highest GPA and that made her very happy. She dreamed of becoming a doctor and going to a big ten school. She even had a wonderful boyfriend, that she loved and cared about, he’s name was Ryan. They had been dating since the beginning of their Junior year.
“So Jac, what is on your mind today?” Jimmy asked.
“A lot” Jackie answered. “Really? Like what? Don’t hold back, we make this time so that we can caught up. Remember?!” “Yes, yes! I know. God!” “So what is wrong with you? You have been acting weird all week. Did something happen at work?” Jimmy continued. “Jim-bo! I...oh it is nothing. I am fine.” She put her feet into the water. The water was cold and it sent a shiver up her spine. “Jac! I know you. What is on your mind?” “Fine, but you can’t tell mommy or daddy. You promise?” “I promise.” “You swear to god?!” “Yes, yes, I swear, I promise, I wouldn’t tell mom or dad anything.” Jimmy reassured her. “Ok!” she finally said. She took her feet out of the water and then pulled her knees up to her chest. “Well...Ryan and I have been dating for almost a year now, ok?!” “Yea, ok” “Well three months we started to have sex. And...well...” “Are you pregnant?” Jimmy shouted. “Shhh, keep it down. And, yea I think I am. I took the pregnancy test three days ago and it came out positive. I have an appointment at the doctor’s tomorrow, and I want you to come with me.” “Jac! You are going to have to tell mom and dad sooner, rather then later.” “ You matter not tell anyone any thing, or I’ll never, ever talk to you again. Do you want that?” Jackie “ I promised you that I wasn’t going to tell them, and I keep my promises. I just wanted you to know that you should tell them. And of course I will go with you tomorrow.” Jimmy told her. “Thanks”
Jimmy open Doctor Emfer’s door for Jackie to go though. Jackie headed right to the desk to sign in. She and Jimmy sat in the far corner of the doctor’s office.
“Jaclyn Mosely” the nurse called.
“Come on lets go Jac.” Jimmy told her
“Ok” Jackie said quietly. Jackie stood up first and started to walk toward the nurse, Jimmy followed her. They followed the nurse to the exam room, “You will be waiting in here. Doctor Emfer will be with you in a few.” The nurse said, trying not to sound too bored. “Thank you” Jimmy said. “Yea, sure.” In a few minutes passed, and they then heard a knock on their exam room door.
“Hello, there” Doctor Emfer said cheerfully. “How are we today?” “I think I am going to throw up.” Jackie stated. Just after she said that she ran to the garbage can and vomited. “I am so sorry” She told Doctor Emfer. “It is no problem at all. Isn’t this one of the reasons you are here to see me today?” “Yes, yes it is. I haven’t been feeling good. But also I took a home pregnancy test.” “Oh really, and what were the results?” Doctor Emfer asked “Umm...” Jackie said very nervously, “It came back positive.” “Ok then, now I have something to work with.” Doctor Emfer said with a smile, “Ok now lay back. Are you the father?”
“No way!” Jimmy yelled. “He is my brother.” “I am sorry. I didn’t really look at you closely, but now that I am, I see the relation.” “I asked him to come with me.” “Why didn’t you asked your parents to come with you?” Doctor Emfer asked. “I haven’t told my parents yet. I am too scared to right now.” “That is understandable. Ok now just relax.” Doctor Emfer went on with the examination.
Once everything was all done, Jimmy shook the Doctor’s hands, and helped Jackie out of the doctor’s office. Jackie sat in the car shocked. “Are you ok Jac?” Jimmy asked her. All Jackie could do was shake her head. “Jac? Jac? Please answer me.” “Yea, I am fine. I just can’t believe it. I am really pregnant. I have the highest GPA in the whole school and I am pregnant!” Jackie was now yelling, “I am suppose to be a role model. Who is going to follow someone that is pregnant? How am I going to be able to follow my dreams now?” Jackie put her head in her hands and started to cry. Tears ran down her face like a water fall. “Why don’t you tell mom and dad at dinner tonight. Maybe they can help you.” Jimmy finally said, “I am sure they will understand that you made a mistake.” “Alright, I will tell them tonight. But I have to tell Ryan first.” “That is fine.” Jackie leaned over and kissed Jimmy on the cheek.
When they got home, Jackie ran to her room. Jimmy went into the kitchen to get something to eat. It was still kind of early in the afternoon, their parents wouldn’t be home for another hour. So Jimmy made himself some bacon and eggs. Why not he thought, dinner wouldn’t be on the table for at lease another two or three hours. Upstairs, Jackie was getting on the phone with Ryan. Horrible thoughts were going though her head...what if he says that he hates me or something like that. What if he breaks up with me. What if, what if, all of these were going though her head. Finally she dialed his number, and his mother answered at the seconded ring.
“Hello Weston’s residents” Ryan’s mother said “Hello Mrs. Weston, how are you” Jackie said, sounding so fake in her mind. “I am wonderful Jaclyn. How is your family?” “They are just fine.” “That is terrific, did you want to talk to Ryan, Jaclyn?” “Yes, Is he there?” “Of course, hold on just one second ok?!” “Ok.” The line when silent. Mrs. Weston never liked to let people hear her yell for the person you wanted to talk to. She was always the nicest and sweetest person.
“Hey” Ryan croaked out. It sounded like he has just woke up. “I am sorry, did I wake you sweetheart?!” Jackie asked. “No, no it is all good. So what’s up?” “Well, I have to tell you something.” “Ok, go right ahead.” “I don’t want you to be mad at me our anything.” “Why would I be mad at you?” “I don’t know.” “Ok then, just tell me. You know I love you and everything about you, right?!” “ I know, I love you too. Which is why this is really hard to tell you.” “Your not breaking up with me are you?” “No! I am more afraid that you are going to break up with me after what I have to say.” “Did you cheat?” “Hell no! What kind of girlfriend do you think I am?!” “Then what then?” “I am...aaaaaaaa...I am...I am pregnant.” Jackie finally choked out. Ryan’s end of the phone went die silent. “Ryan?! You hate me now don’t you?!” Jackie asked. “No! Why would you say something like that? It takes two people to make a baby.” “So you are not made at me?” “No, I am not mad at you. I am more in shock then anything else. I love you Jaclyn Maire Mosely. Nothing is going to change that. I guess my plans of marrying you are just going to have to change.” “What?!” “That means that it looks like I am going to be marrying you a lot sooner then I thought.” “Really?!” “Of course! How about the beginning of August? Just before we go back to school. We will both be 18 by then.” “Right, and if you want, we can get ourselves an apartment and whatnot. What do you think. We both have been working really hard for the pass two summers.” “Aren’t you saving that money for your dream car?” “Not any more! Not if I have a baby and a wife to support.” Jackie could tell that he was smiling as he said that.
At dinner Jackie decided that it was time to tell her folks. She called Jimmy to her room just to make sure that he had her back so to speak. And of course he did. Jimmy and Jackie went down the stairs to the dinner table together.
“Hey kids, how was your day?” their mother asked them happily.
“It wasn’t too bad” Jimmy said.
“So Jim-bo did you go to the park and play football today?” their dad asked. “No, I was busy.” “Busy?! Busy with what?” Mr. Mosely asked.
“Well daddy, Jimmy came with me to go see Doctor Emfer.” Jackie piped in. “Why?” Mrs. Mosely. “Um, I had an appointment.” “I can see that, but why?” their mother continued. Jimmy looked over at Jackie, giving the look that said tell them already. “Ok, please don’t yell at me after I tell you.” “We will see about that!” Mr. Mosely said. “You just better tell us now young lady or their will be hard consequences!” Mrs. Mosely added. “Ok, ok...I am pregnant!” Jackie finally said. Their parents’ mouths dropped. Mrs. Mosely, who had been standing, dropped down into her chair, and had her hand in the middle of her chest. Mr. Mosely just looked at Jackie. “Say something please!” Jackie shrieked “What would you like us to say Jaclyn?” her mother said with a raised voice. “I don’t know. That is why I want you to say something.” “Well I would have never thought that you would be one of those teenage mothers.” “I know, but I am.” “What do you plan on doing young lady?” “I have already told Ryan and he was to marry me by the end of the summer. A week before we go back to school.” “Their goes all your dreams, your childhood, your dream college, your job, your life. This baby is going to be the end all be all.” Mrs. Mosely was now in her own little world. “Mom, mom, MOM! Are you even listening to me at all?” “Christ George! Are you going to say anything at all? You daughter is PREGNANT!” “Martha, what do you want me to say? I can’t do anything about her getting knocked up. That is her and Ryan’s mistake. She says she and Ryan have a plan...well then let them deal with this.” Mr. Mosely, finally said something. “George! She is only seventeen years old! What if her little “dream” plan falls though? Then what are we going to do?” “Look Martha!” Their dad was now standing up, challenging their mother. “This is her mistake! She wants to have the baby, give it up for adoption, or have an abortion that is up to her. We will be her to support her in whatever decision she makes. But...” he was now looking at Jackie “We will not be paying for this child. She wants to keep it...she needs to make sure that it gets everything it needs. Is that understood?” Their dad looked between his wife and his daughter. They both just nodded their heads in agreement with him. “Now, I am not saying that your mother can’t throw you a baby shower or whatever, but you need to know just how hard it is. You and Ryan need to make with work, between the both of you. Do you know if Ryan has told his parents yet?” “No daddy, I have no idea. He said that he was going to tell them at dinner tonight.” “Alright, at eight o’clock I am going to call over there.” “Yes daddy!” “Now lets eat dinner!” With that all conversation went die and they ate in silence.
After dinner Jimmy and Jackie did the dishes. “Are you ok?” Jimmy asked Jackie. “Yea, actually I am.” “That’s good to know. I am so sorry Jaclyn. I wish that this didn’t happen to you.” “Oh don’t worry about it Jim-bo! I am ok. This, I guess is god’s plan for me. I can handle it!” “What if Ryan backs out on you?” “Well, I am really trying not to think about that. I just don’t know right now. However, I am sure that I could handle it. I may just have to recruit you to help me with the poopie diapers!” she said with a laugh and then grabs so bubbles and threw it at Jimmy. “Hey!” Jimmy said then grab some bubbles himself and threw it back at Jackie. So they had themselves a bubble and water fight. Once they were done their mother made them clean up their mess.
It was getting close to eight, so Mr. Mosely made sure that he had the phone close to him so that he could call. “Martha?” he called “Yes dear?” “Do you want to be on the other phone when I talk to Ryan’s parents?” “Sure! Let me run upstairs and get the cordless phone!” With that Mrs. Mosely ran up to their room at got the phone. “Ok! I am ready!” Mr. Mosely picked up the phone and dialed the Weston residents. Ring. Ring. After the third ring Chelsea picked up the phone
“Hello! Weston residents.” “Hello Chelsea! This is Mr. Mosely. Can I talk to either one or both of your parents?” “Oh sure! I guess you are calling about Ryan and Jackie right?!” From far in the background you heard Mr. Weston
“Chelsea! Who is that? And why are you talking about Ryan and Jackie? That is none of your business!” “I am sorry daddy! It is Mr. Mosely. He wants to talk to you or mommy or both.” “Ok, thank you! Did you do your homework?” “Yes daddy, well go watch some tv or something. Give me and your mother some space please. Hello?” “Hello Gerald! This is George Mosely.” “Hey George”
“Hey George” the other voice poked though. It was Mrs. Weston. “Hello Grace” Mr. Mosely said.
“Hello Grace.” Mrs. Mosely said. “Hello Martha.” Mrs. Weston said. “Would you like to come over instead of talking over the phone?” Mr. Weston asked. “Sure, who’s house and what time?” Mr. Mosely asked. “How about as soon as you can.” Mrs. Weston said. “Why not George, we have sometime. I am sure Jaclyn and Jimmy will be just fine.” Mrs. Mosely said. “Alright, sure. We will be over then in ten minutes” Mr. Mosely said. “Ok then! Bye-bye” Mrs. Weston said. “Bye, see you soon” Mrs. Mosely replied.
Ten minutes later the Moselys were on the Westons’ front steps. Mrs. Weston answered the door. “Come in, oh do come in. Welcome, welcome.” “Thank you so much.” Mrs. Mosely replied. Mrs. Weston had the Mosely follower her to the den room. “Here, here. Please sit down. Make yourself comfortable.” Mrs. Weston stated. “Thank you, that is very kind of you.” Mrs. Mosely answered. “So where do we start?” Mr. Weston asked. “So you do know about is going on right. That would be a great place to start. See if you don’t know that, then...well you know.” Mr. Mosely answered him. “Good point. Ryan told us at dinner that Jaclyn is pregnant, and that he isn’t sure that it is his.” Mr. Weston told Mr. Mosely. “What? What?” Mrs. Mosely said. “Yes Martha, that is what Ryan told us.” Mrs. Weston told her. “I relays that, but why doesn’t Ryan think it is his baby.” Mrs. Mosely shrieked “He told us that she has been sleeping around for the last three months.” “What? Not my Jaclyn! And if that was true, why didn’t Ryan break up with her three months ago?” “He said that he just heard about her sleeping around last weekend or something like that.” “That just doesn’t make any sense at all.” Both Mr. Weston and Mr. Mosely just sat there listening to the women talk and played some chest. “Ryan told us that Jaclyn said that he could be one of three other guys. That she isn’t sure who the father of her unborn baby. I was in total shock when I heard that about Jaclyn. I would have never guessed.” “Look, I am sorry to be so bitchy now. But my daughter is far from being a whore. She bends over backwards for your son. My daughter is a great girlfriend. If there is any other guy that she thinks or doesn’t think is her baby’s daddy I know she would have told us. Right George?!” Mr. Mosely looked up from the game. “Gerald, Grace...I am not sure what is going on. But I know that Jaclyn is pregnant. There is nothing that is going to change that. As for Ryan...who knows if Ryan is telling the truth or if he really did hear about her “other” men or whatever.” Mr. Mosely replied. Mrs. Weston’s mouth dropped opened. “Gerald, Grace...Thank you for inviting us over. But I think it is time for Martha and I to leave.” Mr. Mosely continued. Mr. and Mrs Weston and started to stand up. “No, no...please don’t get up. We will let ourselves out. Thanks again.” Mr. Mosely said. With that both him and his wife got up and let themselves out of the door.
When they got home it was 9:30. “I cannot believe that, that just happened, George” Mrs. Mosely told her husband. “Hun, just calm down.” Mr. Mosely said
“Mommy, Daddy...is that you?” Jackie called down that stairs. Jimmy was not that far behind her either. “So how did it go?” Jimmy asked. “I am going to let your father tell you two what happened. I am going to bed. Love you.” Mrs. Mosely went around and kissed everyone, then went up the stairs and into the bedroom. “Well daddy, what happened” Jackie ask eagerly “Ok, ok...just take a chill pill. What do you want to hear first?” her dad asked her. “Um...are they ok with us getting married in August?” she asked him. “I am sorry to tell you this, but we never even got that far.” “What do you mean?” “I mean that, oh honey this is hard to say. But Ryan told his parents that you said on the phone to him, that you were pregnant, but you weren’t sure who the father is. He told them that there are three other guys that may or may not be your baby’s daddy.” Jackie dropped to the floor, in shock. “What” she whisper, “He said that? What else did he say dad?” Jimmy asked for Jackie. “Well, he said to them that Jackie had been sleeping around for the last three months. That he just found that three weeks ago.” “Oh my god! I can’t believe that. I just can’t believe that.” Jackie screamed, she was now standing. “Why the hell would he say something like that. Ryan knows me better then any one. Why? God why would he even think about some think like that? And why the fuck did he lie to his parents about what I said on the phone.” Jackie was now freaking. Jimmy ran over to his sister and held her. “Shhh, it is ok. I am here for you sis. I have your back. Always and forever.” he pulled her away from him. “Jackie-o , you and I have been though everything together, and I promise you. I am going to put you ahead of everything. Everything! I promise you that.” “But Jimmy...this has really nothing to do with you.” “I know, but you are my sister and I care about you every much.” “Thank you!” she started crying again. “Kids, I am proud of both of you. Now let all go to bed and put this day behind us. Ok?!” “Ok” they both answered. They all walked up the stairs together, kissed each other good night. They went into their bedrooms and went to bed for the night.

New Story...

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 01:55:59 GMT

Let me just give some back ground for this story. My creative writing teacher gave us an assignment and it is about two lovers meaning secretly. The catch is that the story is to be written using as much, if not all in dialogue. So this is what came out in the end. Hope you enjoy.

Secret Meeting For Love, By: Lauren Jewell Sroka

"I have missed your kiss, sweet Margaritte!" Xavier let his hand run down Margaritte’s soft cheek.

"We are going to get caught!" Margaritte explained.

"Stop worrying so much Margaritte, we love each other and if our parents don’t see that then they are dumb, and stupid!"

"I know Xavier, but how do I tell my mother that I am going to have a baby, without them coming to kill you?"

"Margaritte, you mean the world to me. I know that we are only seventeen, but I can’t live without you!"

"What are you saying Xavier?"

"I am saying that I cannot live without you and that I want to be your husband."

"Oh! Xavier! But how do we get away from our parents? How are we going to afford this? I have only five hundred dollars in my savings account."

"You worry to much. Haven’t you ever seen the movie Sugar and Spice? They were both seniors in high school, just like us, and they made it work."

"The girl also robbed a bank with her cheerleading squad." Margaritte said giving Xavier an evil eye. "I am far from being a cheerleader!"

"Right! You are only one of the smartest girls at our high school. We could put our money together and buy ourselves a house. We could both get after school jobs, and once we finish high school, I could get a full time job, and you can go to the community college. We could do it. Please think about it!" Xavier stated

"I don’t know Xavier! But it doesn’t matter right now. I am not even showing yet. We have at lease five more months to worry about it. Let’s talk about something else please!"

"Ok you win, like always. What do you want to talk about?" Xavier asked Margaritte.

"How about baby names?!"

"That makes me go back to worrying how we are going to support the baby and ourselves!"

"No honey! Let’s just think about what names we like, you know if it was a boy or if it was a girl. What do you think?! I am going to need help on that any ways."

"Ok, ok. I will do it. What are your ideas?"

"Well..." Margaritte started to say, "What is that nosie?"

"Shhhhhh..." Xavier whispered

"Margaritte, Margaritte! Are you out there?" a voice calls out

"It’s my dad!" Marrgaritte whispered with a quiver in her voice

"Margaritte! If you are out there hiding from me with that boy, I will kill him!" Her father said

"Oh please, Xavier! Let me go to him. I could just tell him that I was out here thinking."

"No, Margaritte! We need to stand out and tell him NOW!" Xavier said

"Please no! I can’t deal with this right now!"

"Margaritte the sooner we do it the better!"

"I think I am going to throw up!" just then Margaritte leaned to her side and threw up.

"Dear God! Give me the strength to stand up to him" Xavier said to himself

"Margaritte, Margaritte!" Her father continued

"Margaritte, here is an idea. Why don’t we just go sleep in the club house tonight. Just one night more together, before all hell hits the fan. What do you think?"

"The club house?"

"Yes, the club house. That way we can be safe from everyone and everything. Maybe we can even come up with a plan before we go and talk to our families. Plus we and discuss baby names too. Well..."

"Ok! That sounds like a better idea then going and facing my father. I don’t want him to hurt me or my baby."

"Me either!" With that, they both crawled to the club house, without being seen by Margaritte’s father.

"I love you Margaritte" Xavier told her

"I love you too, with all my heart." They were now safe and locked inside the club house. In the distance they could both still hear her father yelling her name...

"Margaritte, Margaritte! Where are you?"

Wrote this one over Spring Break

Mon, 14 Mar 2005 00:19:50 GMT

Two Of A Kind
By: Lauren Jewell Sroka

There she sat at the computer, where she sat most nights to relax. Each night she listened to music and played games on the internet. There was a time when I had disliked her, but what can I say she was my mother after all.

Here I am on another break from college, and she was still the same old mom. I after all had changed. I am not sure what was different about me, but I know that I was. She had and my father had told me one time soon after I had gone to college. She and I happened to get along much better since I went away to school. Maybe it was the fact that I finally knew what she went though all these years with me, my sister, and my brother. But mainly me. I finally saw and hear how hard being a mother is.

When I was in third grade, I was diagnosed with a learning disability called Dyslexia. I hated school at the that time. My mom told me how hard it was to get me to do any of my homework. And to tell you the truth, I really don’t remember any of that. I knew that I hated school, but I don’t remember how hard it was for me. I think that I some how blocked that all out of my head. I didn’t and don’t want to remember any of it.

Middle School wasn’t any easier either. At lease not my sixth grade year. But my seventh and eighth grade year were easier. For my school work and homework that is. I still didn’t have a lot of friends. I mean everyone knew who I was, but everyone would like the start rumors about me and things of that nature. My mother was by my side for all that too. I didn’t understand any thing, I didn’t know why these girls were so rude and mean to me. My mother told me time and time again, that I was just too nice. I used to think, that you are suppose to be nice to everyone. So I fought with my mother over this issue, until one day I woke up.

I was in high school when that happened. I was tired of always taking back the same people over and over again. I was so dumb, they treated me like crap time and time again. My mother still stood by my side. I wanted to ask her why? But then again I already knew that answer. No matter what happened, she loved me for me. She was the one that helped me do my homework, study for a test, was the shoulder I cried on when I got dumped by a boy, was there when some girls decided to make my life a living hell. She helped me when I was sick, she was my taxi driver, the formal dress shopper, the latest tend spotter. She was my everything. She was my friend, my mother, my mommy, my mom.

Without this woman, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. She means the world to me, if anything would ever happen to her I would just die. People say that I look just like her, I just smile and say thanks. When I tell her that she laughs and says something like “oh you poor child.” I just tell her that I know now that I am going to look really good when I get older. To you mom, I am the young woman I am today.

Another Story

Sun, 27 Feb 2005 01:21:31 GMT

The Face
By: Lauren Jewell Sroka

The face was looking right at me. I was getting a little nervous, because this face had been looking at me for over a hour. I looked back at my book and continued to read and drink my hot tea. Maybe I was just over reacting. Maybe they weren’t even looking at me. I was sitting by the door.

I looked up one more time to see if the face was still looking at me. When I looked up, sure enough it was looking at me. In fact the face was right at my table. I started to look around, maybe it was just my imagination. No one else seemed to even care, everyone was too busy in their own little world. I looked back to the face, it started to change right in front of me. From this decent looking face, to this really old looking woman that looked like she has died years and years ago.

Then out of no where, the face’s hand started to come towards me. I was shaking, as I watched this hand come towards my face. Finally it grabbed me, and I screamed like a little girl, and I felt like I had wet my pants. I screamed for about five minutes until I finally woke up from my dream. Sweat was running down my head until I was covered all in my sweat. It was just a bad dream. It was all a bad dream.

New Story, written today

Thu, 24 Feb 2005 00:21:33 GMT

Sky, Take Me Away
By: Lauren Jewell Sroka

The sky grows darker behind me. Yet for some reason I just stared at the sky with amazement. “Hello!” my friend yells to me, “Hello, Big storm is coming we need to get inside” She screams to me.
Yet for some reason, I still do not move. I keep looking, and looking. It is not like I have never seen a dark sky before, but this time, I could not seem to pull away.
“Come on” my friend says. This time grabbing my arm and starts pulling me towards the house. “Oh please, let me stay!” I wined, “Let me watch the lighting go across the sky!” By this time the sky has opened up. Rain came falling down, hard. I felt so free when it fell on me. My friend then let go of me, and ran inside the house. I stood there still looking at the sky, it just took my breath away.
The rain then turned into hail, but I still did not move. It felt like the sky was calling me. “Please come in side, the new said that a twister has touched down 5 miles away from here. The storm is headed right this way.” My friend tells me. “We are heading underground. Please come with us.” she continues.
“No, I can’t. I just can’t.” I yelled to her. They go underground, my friend asks me one last time to go under with them. I stood there and continued to look at the sky. Just then a twister came out from the sky. I watched with totally amazement. I want to be just like that. I want to be able to go where I want when I want. I want to be a twister, I thought. Let me be a twister.
The shutters on the house started to come off the house. Trees, small cars and whatever else was starting to move towards the twister. I had a hold of a pile that was near me. I want to be a twister, I continued to think. Take me away from this place. With that, I let go to the pile, and was taken up in the twister. I felt as free as a bird.
After the storm had passed, my friends came out of the underground. “Ally, Ally” they screamed. “Oh my god!” one of them yelled. “There she is!” I was laying in the middle of the road. The pole I was hang on to, was a little bit ways from me. I had been killed when the twister had taken me up in to its fennel. I had become part of the twister, I had gotten my wish.

Collage

Thu, 17 Feb 2005 23:45:46 GMT

~Angelfromafar~

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Brought to you by pratibha75 and teemus.

One I wrote in Class yesterday

Tue, 15 Feb 2005 15:19:41 GMT

I am going to give a little introdution to this. I wrote this because I wanted to be a little different. Everyone else writes stright forward, I wanted to take a different way. So I hope you like it. If you don't, I don't really care.

If you want, you can leave a little love note telling me what you think. Ok here it is, ENJOY!!!

This beautiful blonde young woman walked into my club. I was so surprise, no this lovely had ever been in here before. My club was still very new, and I was just getting a crowd. The young woman, looked around, almost like she was looking for someone, then she finally sits down at the bar, and orders a drink. Once she gets her drink, she slips it slowly, almost trying to savor the taste. While she is drinking, I decide to study her just a little bit more. Her blonde hair was cut short and it was super curly. Her eyes where a deep sea blue, and she wore just a little bit of green on her eye lids. She had full lips, on her lips was a dark red lipstick. There was a very small beauty mark under her left eye, and just above her lips.

She looks up from her drink, and sees that I am watching her. I look away really fast, thinking to myself I am such an idiot. I collect myself, and look her way again. This time, she smiles and give me a shy wave. I smile back, and get back to my work. I can feel my cheeks getting hotter and hotter. Then she gets up from her sit and moves to the sit right in front of where I am working. "Hi" she says in a very sexy voice. "How are you doing?" "Umm, great, well as great as you could get!" I said with a nervous giggle. I have liked and met a lot of other girls, so what makes this one so different, I asked myself. She then tells me that her name is Georgia, and that she was told that this place was a fun place to go. I was so happy to hear that come out of her mouth, I know knew that the word was getting out about club. I tell her that my name is Shelby, and that this was my club. She then looks and me and asks if it was alright for me to dance with her. "It is my club" I tell her.

I move from behind the bar to her. I grab her, and lead the way onto the dance floor. The music is pumping out of the speakers. We dance for awhile, then I ask the DJ to slow it down a little. It was about one in the morning at that time, the place had closed but I wanted to dance one last song with her. I pull her closer to me, and hold her there. She has her arms wrapped around my neck. Her face is so close to mine, it almost kills me. I think about kissing her, but I am not sure how she would feel about that. So I just keep looking into her eyes. She then says in a soft, but sweet voice, "Aren’t you going to kiss me yet?!" With that, I move in closer and kiss her, long but soft. I used just a little bit of tongue, but she seems hungry. She grabs me and throws me on one of the couches I have in the club. I feel a little weird at first, but go with it.

We make out for a little while, then I look up and see that everyone is out of the club. I look at her, and ask her, if she wants to sleep here, or does she want me to walk her home. "Let’s stay here." she tells me. I am more then willing to do that. With that, she starts kissing me again. It is almost to much to handle, I am going crazy. Tell her to hold on and go turn off most of the lights. Then I come back to here, and tell her that this was one of the best nights ever.

Rewrite of My Dyslexic paper...

Wed, 09 Feb 2005 19:45:16 GMT

A Day in The Life of a Dyslexic

“Lauren Jewell” My mother yelled up the stairs. “Do you know what time it is?” I slowly open up my grey eyes and look at the alarm clock. A bright red, nine o’clock stared back at me. It seems like it was only an hour or so that I actually went to sleep. “I am up.” I yelled back at her. It was a June day, the first day of Camp Starlight. Camp Starlight, the camp where I learned how to be me.
How to describe Camp Starlight . . . someone once asked me what it was and why do I go. That made me really think, why do I go? I go because I get to be with other children/ young adults that have Dyslexia. I get to learn how to deal with the stress of feeling “stupid.” I get to learn that I am different and that is so much cooler. I get to make more friends then I already have. Who would not want more friends? Camp Starlight, is a Dyslexic camp that lets you be a kid, yet at the same teaches you different ways to tell people either that you are Dyslexic or how to get help that you need it, or even letting you know, that you are not going thru this by yourself. Camp Starlight was set in Lake, Michigan, just twenty miles west of Claire, Michigan. Camp Starlight did not have there own “site” for that camp, so they used Mystic Lake Camp’s site for one week. Even the counselors where from Mystic Lake Camp. It was a great place to be.
I climbed down my ladder, put back on my pajama pants, walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs, clothes in hand. I go into my bathroom set down my clothes and hurry to go let my doggies out. Heading back to the bathroom, my father (who is in the kitchen packing up) turns to me and says “Is your sister up?” “Not that I know of.” I reply. “Well we are leaving by 10:30, so hurry.” My father tells me. Going back toward the bathroom, I stop by my brother Chris’ room to say good morning. He is so excited, “Lauren, we are going to camp, it is camp day.” I just smile, and head into the shower.
I come out of my shower, all ready to face the world out there. Well not really, there is make-up still to put on, and of course contacts, but all in all I am ready. Heading up stairs, I start to think of how much Camp Starlight really means to me. I had been going to camp since the summer before sixth grade and this was my last year. I have so many memories, like that one time I got scared during a storm my first summer there, and my new friend Country came and slept in my bed with me. Or the second year that I was there, my group of friends and I liked to dance by this one tree stomp outside of our cabin. There was also the time when one of my counselors ran us all into a stomp on our night hike. Or when we were on our camp out and the boys came running out of the wood, scaring the crap out of us girls. My friend Alonzo stealing my blanket on that very same outing. Lets not forget about the time the girl above me threw up all over my stuff in the middle of the night, and then the following morning Lynn putting her hand in a little bit that was left. That was so great.
“Lauren, are you ready to pack up your bags in the van?” My father calls. “Yea, just a minute.” I say back. Putting the last bit of make-up on, then closing up my make-up bag. Climbing down the stairs, I grab one of my bags and headed out to our van. Chris comes out with his stuff. “Almost ready!” He says. “Do you have your little bag you want to put by you on our drive?” Chris asks me. “It is on the rust chair, will you get it for me?” “Of course that is why I asked.” He tells me. I turn to head into my van, just as my sister Samantha comes out of the house with her bag of “goodie.” She looks very tired, and is not looking forward to our two and a half hour drive. “Here you go.” Chris says as he hands me my bag. “Thanks kiddo” as I put my hand on his head. Mom climbs in, and I close the door of the back seat area. Dad then jumps in and starts the car. It is now 10:30, right on time. Our first stop is McDonald’s for a yummy breakfast. We order, get our food and we are off.
Two and a half hours later and we are almost there. Camp Starlight, “The place where children shine.” Camp Starlight is a camp for Dyslexic children and young adults. Camp Starlight, the camp where I learned to be me. Camp was only one week a year. It was started in 1994, and I started going there in 1995. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. At this camp, I learned about Dyslexia, how I can use it to better my “life” in school.
Dad parks the van in the parking lot. My mother, father, Samantha, Chris, and I all get out of the van and move into the check in line. Christopher and I have only a few more minutes with our family. Check in goes great, and we all have our same forts and cabins as last here. We go and set up Chris first, after that is my turn. We had back to our van, and get my things. My fort is the same one as last year, Fort 3. The forts, unlike the cabins, have two floors. I am the first one out of my little group of friends to get there. I go check in on the first floor then head to the bottom. It is where I have slept every year I was in a fort. My father goes into my main bag and takes out my sheet and sleeping bag. He, like every year, makes my bed for me. I am all set, and my group of friends are starting to come. So I say good bye to my family and start a new year at Camp Starlight.
Swim tests, how I have always disliked these. Getting into your bathing suit, and taking the test is front of everyone. It is so hard and dumb in my opinion. In groups of four we go up and jump into the water. Four laps, one lap is a front stoke, another is a back stoke, a side stoke, and the last lap is a free style. Once that part is done, into the “deep”end you go (if you are in the forts). This test you have to stay above water for five minutes without touching the ground. Sometimes that is hard for me, I run out of breath. However no matter what, I do not give up or give in. I am a Blue level swimming.
After all the swim testing is done for our fort, we go and sign up for our little “classes.” Three “classes” total, one is other Dyslexic class, the other two can be whatever other classes you want. For example, you love sports, there are about five different sport classes you can take. Volleyball, A-field sports, kick ball, or maybe even Ultimate Frisbee. What if you do not like sports, no problem there is a nature hike, archery, boating, and a whole lot more. In addition each age group has a special thing we do. For the age group of 10-12 year olds, they can choose to do rock climbing if they want. And for the 13-16 year olds there is the high ropes course. It was a week of fun, bonding, and learning. However the learning was not just about your Dyslexia but also about who you are, and about your friends.
After signing up for classes, we go to the flag pole, do introductions and wait until dinner is ready. “Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen” our grace, with a little twist. Dinner tonight is pizza, a salad, and a bunch of other stuff. This is the only time we have to sit with our forts/cabins. For tomorrow morning we can eat with whoever we want. Our fort bonds a little bit, at least with the people you are sitting near. Of course I am holding “court.” I have always been able to make people laugh and open up.
Dinner is finally over, and Fort 3 heads back to our fort. Of course on the way I am play fighting with Alonzo, like I always do. Getting back to our “rooms,” we get changed into warm clothes to go to the bond fire. This is our opening camp fire, of course there will be one on the last night that we are together, but this one is for us to try and get to know the counselors better. We sing, dance, and are just plain old silly. It is the best thing ever.
The day is almost over, only one more thing left to do before we get to go to bed. Reflections, a g time were we as a fort talk about things that happened that day. Sometimes these last a few hours. But we all share how we feel. Today’s topic, roses and raspberries. This is where roses mean something we are thankful for and raspberries mean something that we are made about or are upset about. It is really cool, on the first night there is a lot more roses then raspberries of course. It is done, bed time. Lights out as soon as you can, we have a long and fun day ahead of us. So sweet dreams and see you tomorrow!
Every year there is a different adult that has Dyslexia, and learned how to deal with it in their schooling and career. It always give me a reason to do what I do. I feel that after hearing them talk about their life, I say why not, I can do that too. The adults that come to talk to us stay for most of the day with us. They join in on our cabin acts, free swim (free time), and much more. However, there are two adults (one who is Dyslexic herself, and then the other one the director of Camp Starlight) would stay with us the whole week. Their names where Anne Lockwood and Kay. I am not sure of Kay’s last name, but she was Camp Starlight’s director. They stayed the whole week with us, coming up and planning great things for us to do as a group. Kind of a get to know each other, plus Mystic Lake did stuff just like that for us too. It helped us form these huge bonds with the adults and the other children that where there too. That is what was really important to me. It make me feel special to know that there are other out there with the same difficulties as you. To know that there is some place that you can talk about everything that happens in schools. Where you can help each other come up with different things and ways to do something. Camp Starlight is the best thing that has ever happened to me.