Personal Narrative

I passed the ball and looked back at the clock. 3 and a half seconds left. I called for the rock back after my guy collapsed. I probably got the ball back with 2 seconds left. I was already squared and ready to shoot, so I rose up, and released the ball. "Get in. Get in," I thought to myself as the ball spun towards the basket. It seemed to stay up in the air forever, but I heard the buzzer start to ring a little after I touched back down. Next thing I knew, the ball hit the side of the rim and went straight down. I turned towards my bench with my fists clenched as my teammates swarmed. It seemed like it lasted forever, even though it was only about 15 ticks of the clock. When I went through the line, the other teams perspiring heads were down, with a look of adversiteyon their face. That was one of the greatest feelings of my life.

Homework

Homework

You look over at the clock below the TV, and realize it’s past midnight. “How much more homework do I have?” you think to yourself impatiently. “I must have been doing this for at least 4 hours!” Your eyelids feel as if they have weights hanging down from them, and it’s a struggle to keep them open. You’ve tried everything to keep yourself awake, from splashing water on your face to blasting music into your ears. Nothing seems to be working. It feels as if your brain is being tenderized with a mallet. Your eyes are flickering now, and they shut. You snap them back open, forcing yourself to stay awake and focused. You must stay awake. You must finish your homework. You must keep your eyes open. You must get this done. But then, you take just a small mental break, and feel your eyes shut, and they don’t open back up. Later, you wake up to noise that seems louder than a gunshot, even though it's just the TV on low volume. Disoriented, you drag your head up off the couch and glance over at the clock and realize its 3 in the morning. “What more can I do?” you think as you hike back to your room where you will flop yourself down on your bed, and even that seems like a marathon.

SNOW

Snow

I look out the window, and the snow covers the grass like a dense blanket. The grass is being suffocated, as it lays beneath the wet, thick, heavy snow. Then however, a glimmer of hope, as the rain plummets down, crashing into the snow, as the snow melts in the moist warm air. When I wake up, and see the snow, all gone. Finally, the green grass is breathing, free from the suffocating snow, soaking up the sun. However this won’t last, as a fresh thin layer of pure white snow covers the ground over night, making the grass shiver with fear. The grass grasps for its last gulp of air, praying that this is just some nightmare, but it is to no avail as they get blinded by the stunning snow. All hope is lost for another 2 and a half months, as more snow piles on time after time.

Kidnapping Essay

Kidnapping Essay

It all starts out when your mom forgets to buy gas when she comes home from work. So when you’re out and about, she stops to buy gas. Since it’s scorching outside, she decides that she is going to leave the car on while she goes in to pay. You and your brother are arguing inside, when you hear the car door open. You both close your mouths in the blink of an eye, and pray that she didn’t hear you. However, this isn’t your mom in the car. It’s a total stranger, with a gun in his tattooed hand. The next thing you know, you’re speeding down the highway, and that gun that was in the man’s hand, is pointed into your neck. Your worst nightmare has just become your reality.

This happens to kids all over the world, up to an estimated 25,000 times a year. Even then, those are just the reported kidnappings, and only one tenth of the kidnappings are reported. In the last 6 years, there has been a 100% increase of the number of reported kidnappings. Not all of those end up in a happy ending though. Only 40% of the people kidnapped were returned safe and uninjured. The sad thing about that is that about half of the number of people kidnapped is between the ages 4 and 11, and 74% are girls. Every 40 seconds a child is kidnapped or goes missing in the United States. These numbers are way too high, and us as the United States of America need to fix that.

Now many people think that these stories they hear are just in books like Danger in the Desert but they can easily happen. Such as the story of Jaycee Lee Dugard, who was kidnapped when she was just 11 years old. Just on her way to school, she was snatched up by a grown man. Kept in a little backyard in a tent for nearly two decades, no one ever knew that she was there. She was raped, time after time, and gave birth twice, the first when she was only 14. Thankfully, someone finally noticed the weird activity going on, and found that the kidnapper had a history of being a sex offender. During questioning, he turned himself in. This is one of the lucky cases, but as you can imagine, it could have turned a lot worse, and I’m sure you’ve heard other bad stories on the news.

While you may think that this will never happen to you, it can to easily. Try to keep your guard up, even though the police are trying to do everything they can to stop kidnappings and carjacking, as well parents. You never know what could happen. Just a routine trip to your friends and back, could turn out to be your last night alive.

Split Splat

Inspired by Milton Resnick's East is the Place

Split Splat
Split splat
Split splat
The sounds of not caring
Just letting things go the way they are
Doing one, mindless thing, and just letting it go

Basketball

There is nothing more calming then hearing a basketball hit the wood floor as you set up the offense. The noise of the squeaking shoes, people shouting to guard the weak side, or the noise of the ball being passed from person to person. There’s the noise of the crowd in the background, cheering, booing, and chanting. Then you hear the dribbling suddenly stop and the next thing you hear is swish, as the ball tumbles down through the net. You hear the crowd go silent, while the other side of the gym seems louder than front row tickets to metal concert. Your players are swarming you like a pack of wolves, surrounding their kill. You go through the line, and shake hands with the players on the other team. Seeing their face is like a reward, the look of adversity on their face.

Speak Essay

Speak Essay

Did you know that it is estimated that over 3 million teenagers between the ages of 14 and 17 have problems with drinking? Or that 9.7 million teenagers between the ages of 12 and 20 are drinkers? For some teens, drinking alcohol is unbearable, and for others it’s just another thing that they do in life. While drinking is not only a problem itself, it also causes many other problems.

Imagine, you’re at a party. There’s alcohol there, and before you know it, you’ve had a few. Next, there’s videos being taken, people doing stupid stuff, so you want to leave. Unfortunately, when you’re driving home, you get pulled over, arrested, ticketed, and taken down to jail. Next thing you know, you’re suspended from school, suspended from sports, you have fines to pay, your parents are mad, and you ruin your chances of getting into college. This is just some of the few possibilities that could happen when you drink.

Now many of this think that would be extremely hard to do, but it’s not that hard. Something like this happened to Melinda. She goes to a party, has a few drinks along with mostly everyone else. Before she knows it, she’s out in the woods, dancing with a senior. It starts out great, she’s going to start high school with a boyfriend, to look out and protect her. Then however, it takes a turn for the worse, as Melinda gets trapped and pinned on the ground, and raped. Still stunned, hurt, and drunk she calls the cops, and flees. Her friends get busted, mad, and don’t talk to her for basically the whole school year. Just because of a understanding, her life has taken a turn for the worse.

This is just one of the many examples of that drinking is not only a problem alone, but can cause many other problems.