K bye

K- k bye
E- eeeh... not so mush
N- no, just no
Z- zoop 
I- idiot
E- euphemisms

Camera

Life is like a camera focus on 

whats special and you'll capture it.

life is like a river

                                                         LIFE IS LIKE A RIVER

Life is like a river it is fun and smooth and majestic and then the rapids come and then you get tossed around and then you get put in to a pit of dis pare and after that you pull your self topn land then your safe and happy.

Summer

As the summer sun comes 
out the cold winter clounds 
hides away until next winter
The flowers bloom, 
the trees turn bright green 
and the birds start to come out.
 The weather turns into 
Bright sunny and 
Sometimesr rain days

c h a m p i o n s

i feel the anticipation building
watching closely from the stands
as we shoot the first PK

the crowd explodes
as the ball splashes into the goal
now up by two in the shootout.

one last blocked goal
and the win is in our hands,

lined up on the fence
watching victory come to life.

r e l a y

you get ready
pencil in

hand.

it all starts off when it makes
its way down the page feeling

powerful.

suddenly you drop the pencil
and pick up the pen behind

you.

you drive to the edge of the paper
and with to the black maker that
makes the drawing tense and

fierce.

it all comes down to the
sharpie that makes the
drawing to its highest

peak.

it all comes down to the
end and the drawing is
looking like a gold


medal.

Hey, Kenzie, could you STOP UNTYING MY SHOELACE PLEASE

heyvsaucemichaelhereandtodaywellbetalkingabouttimedilationhahafunnyisisnotwellitsafactbutwhatisafactitisafactifyoumustknowbutwhatisfictionthatsabetterquestiontofullunderstandthiswemustgobackintimetotheninteenthcenturytofindamedeusgooplenerwhoveryfamousprobablymostsofortheinventionofroofshinglesbutwhatdoroofshingleshavetodowiththeinventionoffictionwellintheyearfifteenofiveonthatsixereightmrgooplenerwastalkinguproofshinglestotheliteraturecoastheywereconsideringabuildingwithroofshinglesbutfiftythreeyearsearlierhewaswashinghiscarandhadtheideaoffictionjewasassassinatedthoughsothirtyyearsearlieranotherdudewhosenameiscompletelyincomprehensiblethehumanmindbutwellcallhimjeffnowjeffhadbeenfamousforinventingtimetravelforthreehundredandseventyoneyearsbuthehadbeendeadsincehewasneverbornandisalsohisowndadandisalsoimmortalbutalsoneverexistedsoanywayinonetwentyninewolfgangdouglassimpactonourlittleblueballwasbiggerthananyoneshainventedsoundhowisthatpossibleandasalwaysthanksfor watching.

march

Acting as a pirate swinging from ship to ship.

Heroically

Swash buckling from my own crows nest down .

the cool air blowing through my hair, the cold water splashing up in my face.

as i gloriously swing.

but then my grip starts to loosen then i realize my feet are dragging through the ice cold water.

i seem to be being lowered into the water

into the depths

into my conscious 

Then i was abruptly awoken 

cold water on my face,bed,and clothing

my mom standing above me 

my dog and cat 

jumping around me licking my face 

i try to go back to sleep but i can't but then 

MORE WATER!

so i decided to get up 

my dad yelling up to my bedroom that breakfast is

ready 

so i get dressed and run down stairs ready for my first day of school.

When I thought we were friends

I felt like I was missing something
Something that made me feel different
Some would say that I felt like an outcast
I felt so messed up
I missed you
You never came to talk to me
Not like you used to
You said you were my friend
But I knew you never meant it
Why did she take you from me
I did nothing to her
I just wanted a friend
One that actually cared about me
One that didn’t just leave me
I was sad
I was scared
I was alone
I had no one and you thought I was fine
Well
I wasn’t
Everyone loved her even you
A very close friend
A friend I cared about
I guess I needed more to impress you
I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough for you
But if you were really my friend
I wouldn’t be here
On the edge
Of my fate

FortunatelyUnfortunately

Fortunately, the 12- year old boy got a lot of candy on Halloween. Unfortunately, a big mean bully came and stole all the boy’s candy. Fortunately, his best friend Alex gave him a handful of his candy. Unfortunately, the bag ripped and the candy went all over the place. Fortunately he was able to stay out longer and got more candy. Unfortunately, he tripped and cut his hands up. Fortunately his hands stopped bleeding so he kept collecting candy. Unfortunately, it started snowing so they had to go home. Fortunately Alex split up his candy.




~Iris~

Richard Peak

-Richard Peak
Nobody but a reader can become a writer.

Is Cheerleading a Sport?

It may not have balls
Or pads
Or plays
Or points
Or fouls
Or refs
Or numbers
Or timeouts
Or quarters
Or half’s
Or matches
Or sets
Or games
Or a buzzer
Or forceful contact
Or a court
Or a field
Or a diamond
Or six out
Or starters
Or a coin flip

But it’s still a sport.

Track Season

As some of you may know, I do track. But don’t be cheaters and look down at my name. Track is the only school sport that I do and I love it. I really like to run because it just relieves all of my stress that goes on during the day. The first track meet was meh. I had triple jump, 100 meter dash, and the 4x200 relay. Triple jump I jumped 18 and a half feet. Not my best jump. Then in the 100 meter dash I didn’t do so hot, either. The relay went pretty good. It wasn’t our best meet, but in our defense, it was our first meet. The second one went better. And so did the third one. Then... our last and final championship meet. It went great! Girls overall got 5th and boys overall got 2nd. I’m sad that track is over, but that doesn’t mean that I stopped running.

That Dog

Bo: 2006-2015

You, who gave me hope

You, who licked my tears

You, who was sad when I was

You, gave me joy

Gave me memories

Gave me love

I wish I knew

Wish I knew you left

I hope you can see your sister now 

I now wonder what to do with my stray tears

The ones that escape

I wish now that I could have said good night one last time

Rainforest

The sky is clouded with green, the ground soaked with blood, this was such a beautiful place, but they had to ruin it. You loved laying here with your mother, now she lay cold and alone. They came with machines. Bigger than you’ve ever seen. Close your eyes now and meet that god you always prayed too.

Last post

As I search through this crazy world, I look around, and see its most beautiful and wonderful things.

It may be a group of frogs’ song that sounds like an orchestra or a spider that spun its web.
It may be a small unnoticed creek or a broken tree branch with years of birds resting on its limbs.
It may be a leaf that is shaped like a smile or a small city that only a bug knows.

Although there are so many things that make me smile, laugh, cry, and see.
Although there are 7,530,130,737 people on this planet,

You are the most amazing thing in this world.


It’s a whole other world I see in you.

War 4

My plan was for him to join so he could fake a transfer, so we could both get out. It's been a month and he still hasn't gotten me out, then a guard tells me I'm getting a transfer. I automatically assume it's him(it is), so I get on the bus. He kills all the other guards, and we are home free. Turns out that weird thing that we found in the tank remains was a mix of adimantium and uranium.

-Cole Hardin

My Ode To Wind

Oh wind, you cool me off when it's hot
You make me cold when it's not
You blow my hair into my face
You give me goose bumps all over the place
You make the tree branches sway
You make me want to stay
You fill me with happiness
You fill me with pride
You are the best, oh my!

TREES

YOUR THE ONES THAT KEEP US ALIVE. YOUR BIG, OTHERS SMALL. AND MAYBE SOME BIGGER. YOUR SCREAMS, I HEAR YOU, IN THE WIND. YOU GIVE ME LIVE.......

Halloween

Sticky
Sticky         FINGERS

Tired
                         FEET

                                     One Last House
                          Trick                  Or            TREAT!!!!

A Good Song

Thank You for checking out my writing. I loved this experience and I hope we will get to do it again next year. I wrote this poem when I was going through some hard times, music always make me feel better. What makes you feel better when you are down?
~Sierra C.

A good song is like a break from reality when you need it, 
like a huge wave of emotions that splash over you as you listen,
whether you are in a good or bad mood,
it is always there to cheer you up,
put you down,
or even make you angry,
a good song can make a broken mind fly,
a good song can help you walk smoothly through the paths of life,
a good song is like your favorite treat,
the sensation you get when you take your first bite,
a good song is like a rollercoaster,
each one ends,
but then you can restart it over and over again.

Rain 🌧

As the rain

F

  A

     L 

        L

           S

Down I listen for 

The rain on my 

Window passing by

Trees come out 

As the spring 

Rain starts to fall

Pouring over the car

Trees getting a nice shower

As the rain falls calmly 

d

o

w

n

Life Is Like A Box of Boosters.

Life, life is like a box of boosters you’ll 

never know what you’ll get. 

Most of the time your grades

 will go down but doesn’t mean you stop

 working just to play a video game.

So much depends apon

So much depends apon
The goats coated
With brown dirt
Next to the red
Wheel barrow.

GOODANDBADTHINGS

There are good and bad things in life. Here is a list of both.

#Goodmarvelcomicsandmarvelmoviesespeciallyinfinitywarwhichimexcitedforandgardengnomesandpurplegatoradeandanythingthatisgrapeflavoredandcandyandchocolateandmusicanddrumsandfunandfamilyandtheofficandparksandrecreationandchuckandtvingeneral#Badgunssadnessangerthefactthattheofficeisnolongeronairandthateverythinggoesawayanddeathandsnakesandskeletonsandspidersandbadmoviesandbrokenstuffandunsolvablepuzzlesandannoyingpeopleanduncomfortablechairsandalloftheotherbadstuff. 

Good day.

War 3

We heard a loud banging, but then realized it was hailing, because it had said it on the news earlier that day. When we left the bar we went to my car since I only had one beer, but my buddies had like fifteen beers altogether. When we got back to base camp we realized it had been raided while we were away. There is just one thing they didn't take: the power source we snagged from that tank wreckage.

We still don't know what it is. We were so close but they took our... well. I don't know what they are exactly, but they are used for studying unknown isotopes. Now we may never know, unless we get them back somehow. I know what you are all thinking, is this guy crazy? Look it's the only way that we would be able to get them back, but in a different way than you are thinking. We will have to jump on an enemy patrol, we are small enough we shouldn't get detected by scanners. Later that night, we were lucky enough to hop on a patrol and not get caught.

We were soon in the enemy base. No one saw us. I was right, the sensors picked up nothing. Yet something felt off when we entered the base, but it didn't matter. We had to get to the science lab. The only guards for the science lab were at the door, so we continued. My partner found a trip wire, glad we didn't... and here are the alarms *warning, warning unauthorized personnel in the air ducts*, why do my partners always have to be stupid? They captured us and put us in some sort of dungeon, this was the bad part.

They drugged us, so we didn't have our gear or our comm links, but they didn't get my lock pick. Since this cellar ( or whatever this place is) has a giant wooden door, which if you ask me is over kill, I might be able to pick the lock. One problem, our hands were tied so um... we're dead. Wait, this rope looks very old, with enough force it should break. I give it all of my strength, but no change. I ask my partner to try and his rope snaps right off. We both try to break mine and it snapped so hard I thought my arm broke.

We went to the door and I tried to pick the lock, but the door needed thumb print recognition. That's when I remembered I had some kind of powder in my pocket, my partner had pore strips for some reason. He put the pore strips on after I had put the powder on, and bam, door opens, I'm a genius, don't mean to brag but like I said, I'm a genius.

One thing we overlooked was that we were in a Nazi base... crud. I said without thinking, " Cheese and crackers", as soon as it left my mouth one hundred armed guards sprinted towards  us. We thought we were dead, but then the scientists that drugged us said it was all a test and said we were ready to join the Nazis. Naturally I said no, but my partner said yes. The only reason he said yes and I said no was because, I had a plan. And that was, well, why spoil the fun when you could read about it in the next short story?



https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tovmxwa2QQw    listen to while reading

So much depends upon

so much depends
upon


the Olympics

on the t.v.

and my mom
making lasagna

All The Fruit

there are a lot of different kinds of fruit:
watermelon, strawberries, plums, there are also the...

BANANAS, the crazy clumsy ones
and the...

PINEAPPLES, the thorny ones that tend to hurt you
and the...

GREEN APPLES, the always sour ones, tolerable to only a few people
and the...

GOLDEN FRUIT, also known as the Abui fruit, the one that is so sweet it just makes you smile.






i just noticed fruit is kind of like friends

My Little Fuzz Ball

   It felt like the first time I was ever alone
   Now that you’re gone I don’t know what to do after school
   We would go run in the back yard where you would corner me and jump on me like I was your                       favorite toy
    We would chase each other around the house until we couldn’t feel our legs anymore

    We would even eat dinner together on the couch while watching  “ Too Cute” on animal planet  everyday
    I miss you
   You were MY fuzz ball
   Why did you leave me here

   😢 Alone😢

A Whole Other World I See

As I search through this crazy world, I look around, and see its most beautiful and wonderful things.

It may be a group of frogs’ song that sounds like an orchestra or a spider that spun its web.
It may be a small unnoticed creek or a broken tree branch with years of birds resting on its limbs.
It may be a leaf that is shaped like a smile or a small city that only a bug knows.

Although there are so many things that make me smile, laugh, cry, and see.
Although there are 7,530,130,737 people on this planet,

You are the most amazing thing in this world.


It’s a whole other world I see in you.

            Life

     Live your life
for you and only you
Fulfill your dreamms 
and do whatever you want.

  Take charge 
Of what’s yours.
Take risks,
Open new doors.

  It’s your life,
Go ahead party it up.
Why want a boring life?

Or a life that sucks?

Celebrate your achievements,
And what you’ve done.
Your life is a marathon,
A race to run.

Live your life,It’s yours to live.
Do everything you’ve ever wanted
Just to say you did.

Alacrity

My hands run
along rugged black leather
sewn to my case.


I search without eyes
for the cold, circular and familiar
pieces of metal intertwined—
meant to keep it shut.


Pulling on hard aluminum tabs,
I lift my hands up,
freeing the scent of cane wood and dust,
letting it permeate my nose,
as my eyes lock
on the shining scratched up yellow
of my curved instrument.

My Fabualous Life!!

        



             Clink, Run!!
Everyone Shouting
                  Dang I Hit It Straight Toward The Pitcher
She Grabbed It And Threw It Right At First
   My First Slap.... That's Impressive
                         To Bad
                                      OUT!!!
                        

                             ⚾⚾⚾

I Don't Want To
        FINE!!
                         Time Blue!
     Koa Get Your Mask Your Going IN
                   ''Everyone Is Doing Great''
      ''Take Second''
         

             Lets Go In
    That's Game
                 What? Huh?
      Good Game.... Good Game
   Nice Game Ladies
               I Saw Some Great Things Today


                           ⚾⚾⚾ 

Lets Talk
        We Don't Need To
 We Are Already Off The Team
            So There Is Nothing To Talk About
                          
                            ⚾⚾⚾

    I Had Beef With You
                So I Was Glad

Piggee

 Pretty sure im intallegent to me veiwers and
 I no four a fact dat theyr wright, butt i
Gess i could work on me kleanlines. Butt i hav so much funn baything in my
Gardin of mudd, next two my
Elegant Leo depiggy statue. i gess i got two go
Eet sum chum, so latar dood

that moment

the creator of my relaxation.

every moment of its perfection counts.

any time of day works for me to enjoy a

pot of peppermint pleasure.

only focused on the future at the next

time I will see you again.

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  I once knew a very kind door. Now, this was no ordinary door, because it had, count ‘em, 4, handles. This is your guide to conducting all further business with this particular door.

  Now, handle numbero uno (number one) is HIGHLY DANGEROUS. Proceed with caution, friend. Handle number one means instantaneous sadness. That’s no good way to go.

  Handle numbero dos (number two) brings a gradual, painful sadness to you. Also HIGHLY DANGEROUS. Move along, pal.

   Ahh, so you’ve found handle numbero tres (number three). Well, you haven’t found it because it’s HIDDEN! But if you find it, it will open the door with no harm done to you. This handle is your best bet, if you can find it.

  

So, you find yourself at handle numbero quatro (number four). This handle is THE MOST DANGEROUS THAT SOMETHING CAN BE. Handle four will make the world, including everything you have ever loved, explode and implode simultaneously. Don’t choose the handle that will make the Earth ‘plode.

Also, the handles have no differentiation whatsoever.

I hope you find this helpful.

Good day to you.

Friendship

Friendship is a bond of love

Bound to you, like the wings to a dove

Friendship is meant to be

To never change

To never hate

To love... to be free

Friendship is with us every moment 

Every fuss

Even when you don't want it to be

It is flying above on the wings of love

It is quite easy, when you know who to be..

What to be..

Be yourself be free

Let friendship move you it is a rough sail

But we are here too

A new friend is a smooth ride on the endless blue

Protector

My people built me on Maramack Rd.
I was house number 209

I was the best looking house on my
street.

I was the protector
of my people.
I watched over
them.

I felt every foot step,
I heard every
Sound.

Life was
Great.

We grew old together,
As they got
Wrinkles,
I became
Weaker.

As life moved on,
I became the protector of
One.

One day,
Old things left and
New things
Came.

I soon became a
Protector of
Many.

Years past, and
I was breaking down
By the
Second.

Then I hear
Beep!
Beep!
I knew it was
Time.

Chamber of a Thousand Emotions

It sits there
touched only when needed
filled with a thousand lines
waiting to be useful.

A magical wonderland
where I can roam
until I feel like sprinting
racing against the clock of my brain.

Me being the only person
to fill its emptiness
knowing that whatever secret it gets the privilege to know
will never spill out of its chamber



of a thousand emotions.

Tsunami

She watched as the huge wave of water 
got closer and closer. 
She stood there and stared. 
She didn’t run, 
she didn’t scream, 
there was no point in it anyways.
Building after building, cry after cry, 
the angry wave of water 
got closer and closer.
She watched as a mother 
and her young daughter 
said their last prayers, 
the family 
shared their last hugs,
the couple, 
their last kiss.
Like a horrific scene from a movie, 
cars flying through the air, 
people screaming 
and buildings crashing. 
She lifts out her arms, 
and takes her last breath.

The Woman

The woman waits for a bus 
that may never come. 
She could be waiting for 
a car, a bike, but it is a bus. 
Minutes become seconds, 
hours become minutes, 
days become hours, 
weeks become days, 
months become weeks, 
years become months, 
decades become years, 
centuries become decades.

The bus never came. 

She thought she was immortal
because she had waited so long. 
When the bus came she boarded it. 
She felt weightless as if she were
on the moon, 
in a zeppelin, 
in a plane, 
or dead. 
She hadn't realized how long 
she had waited. 
Then she realized she could just 
stay on the bus 
and leave. 


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=AnWWj6xOleY

Liste to while reading

Basketball

 The ball in my
 hand

                          My elbow
                             in

                                              My eyes on the
                                                   rim
  
                                                       READY...                          
          
                                                                         3
          
                                                                              2

                                                                                    1

                                                        My wrist
                                                             snapped
                                                                                                SWISH
                               
                The ball bouncing
                   back  to me,
                There is nothing better...





                                                                                                Than a perfect shot.

Goodbye, Amous

4:00 at night
I'm sitting in the
passenger seat
Still with the
faint scent of dog

I watch my mom take the box
 that's still wiggling
to the new owner

I feel tears building
in my eyes. I can't help but think
he'd be better
with me

4:30 at night
Staring at the
empty dog pen
Trying to convince myself
 he'll be alright

Balance

When light
is inflicted by
darkness,
it shall be
smothered out,
only for impermeable
remnants,
to attempt to destroy
what once kept it covered,
In a desperate act
of finding equilibrium.

Cereal

The perfect cereal 
 is one where I finish 
 it and want more.

The perfect cereal
 is one that has the right crunch,
 with the right amount of milk.

The perfect cereal
 is something that will stay
 in my life forever.

So much depends upon

So much depends upon

Blue sky
on a hot
and sunny day.

Tuna

Don’t you just hate it when you get hit on the head with a can of tuna?



Let that sink in...





When I was a boy, I hated tuna.
I still hate tuna, tuna is “the crap of the sea.”
All the tuna in the world should stay fish and not sandwiches.
Do not eat tuna if you want any of my respect or encouragement.
Do not eat tuna or “I will find you, and I will literally throw you into the sea, and then spread you on a sandwich.



Thank you

Light Colored Socks

 In my second sock drawer
Where all my light colored socks lay

The knee highs
The mid calf’s
And the ankle socks

The socks that make you look
Whiter than sour cream

The socks that make you contemplate
If you went outside this summer......
Or ever

Let’s say you were in a play
You could nail the role as a blizzard

Light colored socks
The socks you can only wear
If you’re in a suit of darks

Light colored socks
peak out of your shoe
And are instantly displayed
 to the whole world

The socks that will give you
Fits all day

The socks people actually notice

The socks that are unacceptable to wear
To any sporting event
Besides practice

Light colored socks take your
Ashness to a whole new level

Layer on that lotion

So to all my fellow people—

Get yourself
A nice pair of dark socks

Knee highs
Mid calf’s
Or even ankle highs

Where I am From

I am from all kinds of chips 

that would be fed to the oldest dog 

first to see if it was good

I am from pink walls and softball sisters. 

I am from a starvation family that if you don't

get down in time there would either be no food

or cold food. I am from a puddle of something

that when you laugh it just all comes out. I am

from purple painted letters that just form my name.

I am from Geo-catching only with two people

I am from a crazy Christmas party that goes INSANE

one minute after a great dinner. I am from tubing down

a river with only one minute before it tips. I am from

endless lemonade stands just on the corner. Creating only

games one other person knows. From a teenager to middleschoolers 

to toddlers. All different people but only two bodies.

Under the bed and in the closet, only memories two people will

understand. Me and my very related best friend. 

The Workout Room

She left,
maybe to use the bathroom, or maybe to take off
her wet swimsuit from under her spanks
with no key card to get back in.

We had a plan,
that she obviously didn't see coming,
but knew, right as she saw
the laughter of Ashlee and I, running on the treadmill
taking in the stench of sweat and Powerade,
"ignoring" the banging on the glass door.

Finally choosing to look at her,
still laughing with pride,
filming her every move,
even the flip of the bird
that got us laughing even harder.

By this time,
the joke was up
and I took an unexpected blow to the back,
from a 40lb workout ball
when we finally got the dumb idea
to let her back in.