So Low.

       I've never felt so low in my life, as I did today. Till this day I was always at the top. I was always the superior one.
      Every Christmas, I got a great view of the Christmas lights outside, the people gathering in the living room, and dogs running around the house with tinsel in their mouths. But this year was different. This year, I was at the bottom of the tree.
      It has always been a tradition that the older we got, the farther we were down the tree. I never realised I would feel so lonely, and scared down here. My other friends getting eaten by tiny toddlers, leaving me behind. Each toddler would grab with their stubby hands, one of my family members and start chewing them with the only teeth they had. I heard the crunching of my family members inside their mouths, I could barely look at the little monsters after that. The smooth, glossy coat of my members slowly peeling off, with every minty taste the toddler got. It scared me.
       As the doorbell rung, people started to pile in. The people would pass the tree, and look at the newest members at the top. They would never look at me, since I was so low. Music started to get quieter and quieter as the jolly spirit filled the room. Laughter echoed down the halls of this wonderful house.
         As I hung off the bristly tree, I started to get warmer and warmer by the second. I soon realised my shiny coating, with my red, green, and white stripes were melting off my body. Thats when I saw the flame beside me, flickering when someone passed by forcing wind to pass the flame. Whenever someone passed that flame, it would always turn towards me, no longer was there warm air but hot air. I felt my upside down J, turn into a shorter J, As I felt a slow, painful death. I always imagined I would get eaten. Not burned alive. I don't know what happened later that night, as I shrunk so much I fell off the tree. A slobbery mouth picked me up, and thats when I realised my slow death was over. I then went to candy-cane heaven, where I was reunited with my family memebers once again.

Christmas Letter

2469 Humbug Road
Toyville, North Pole World

HOH OHO

Dear Mommy and Daddy,

                I promise I will get good grades on my report card, if you just get me this one thing for Christmas. A laptop. It’s all I really want. I don’t even need anything else. At this moment I can only imagine what I could do with my amazing laptop, but I wouldn’t have to imagine if I had one. I’d be able to actually watch the new episodes of my TV shows while I’m doing my homework! Since most of my homework always seems to be on the computer. Without having to leave my comfy bed, I could surf the internet and work on a major project I might need to do research on. I wouldn’t have to go on the computer on and off while trying to watch TV, because I know for a fact that really bugs you. But most importantly, I’d be able to spend time with my family upstairs, while doing stuff on the computer.

                All you really need to do is get the money and I could pick which one out from maybe Future Shop, The Source, Best Buy, etc. Without any hassle I would even pick the colour. I’m thinking maybe a beautiful, sparkly, navy blue, that goes with the white walls in my room. I swear it would look wonderful on my wooden desk.

                Trust me mom and dad, you would have to hassle me about doing my homework, while my favourite show is on, because I would already be working on it. Life would be problem free if only I had my laptop.

  You know you love me,

  XOXO

 Alana

P.S. I know what really happened to mom’s favourite sweater. You’re not off the hook yet, dad.  Also, I know you want to get me a rat…in a fancy hat, but a laptop is so much easier to take care of.

I Wanna Laptop!

Dear Mommy and Daddy,

    I promise I will get good grades on my report card, if you just get me this one thing for Christmas. A Laptop. It's all I really want. I don't even need anything else. Right now I can only imagine what I could do with my laptop, but I wouldn't have to imagine if I had it. I'd be able to actually watch new episodes of my T.V shows while doing homework! Since most of my homework is on the computer. I could surf the internet, if I have to do a major project I need to do research on, without even having to leave my comfy bed. Most importantly I wouldn't have to go on the computer on and off while trying to watch T.V, because I know that really bugs you.
      All you really need to do, is get the money and I could pick which one out, and the colour! No hassle!! Im thinking maybe a beautiful, sparkly, navy blue, that goes with my white walls in my room. It would look amazing on my wood desk.
     Trust me, you wouldn't have to hassle me about doing my homework, when my favourite show is on, because I would already be working on it. Life would be problem free, if only I had my laptop.  

You know you love me!                                
Alana

P.S. I know what really happened to Moms favourite sweater. Your not off the hook yet, Dad. (:

The Nerdy Boy Next Door.

Finding your soul mate is never easy. Maybe he’s the one you have most common with, or maybe he’s the cute next door neighbor you always thought was such a nerd. Either way sooner or later you will end up meeting him.

                Waking up for school has always been a hard problem for me. I just don’t seem to have as much “Chemistry” in school, than I do at the mall. But yet every morning I wake up, just for the ride to school.

                My eyes fluttered open as my radio alarm clock played “Waking up to love”. How Ironic is that? Walking down the stairs I heard voices by the door. Ryan was in the doorway facing my parents. I guess I’m more of a heavy sleeper than I thought.

“Oh my gosh! Ryan I’ll be quick, I promise!” I was very surprised, at how late I slept in. What I wasn’t surprised at, was the fact Ryan didn’t care that I looked like such a mess when I ran back upstairs. I browsed through my freakishly messy closet, found my favourite pair of black skin tight jeans, and threw on a soccer jersey, I bought at the Seasonal game. Looking through my make-up I found my black, sparkly, liquid eyeliner and applied it quickly but efficiently, applied some gloss then headed back downstairs. Ryan was still waiting at the door, as I grabbed some coco puffs, put them in a plastic baggy, ran to the front door closet and put on my Green converse shoes.  Finally when I was done, Ryan took my hand and led me to his shiny Blue sports car.

“I’m so sorry I overslept…” I started rambling on, but Ryan interrupted me.

“Don’t worry about it Mia. Oh and by the way, even if you did it quickly…I think you look beautiful.”

I was surprised at his compliment. We weren’t together, but we have always been best friends. “Oh… well thanks Ryan” I smiled the rest of the way to school. Even the smallest of compliment had made my day.

                The rest of the school day, I found myself daydreaming at things I never had before. I started writing hearts in my notebooks, and the letter R inside the hearts. That’s when I realized all these years I was dating guys I never cared about, while I hurt the one I actually loved. I could only imagine how agonizing it was to watch me with other guys, but always “Just the friend”. Well all that is going to change after school when I find Ryan by my locker.

“Hey Mia! How was your day today?” Ryan had a gleam in his bright baby-blue eyes.

“Wonderful Ryan…I have something I want to talk to you about on the car ride back to my house.” I couldn’t help but blush a bit.

“Okay sure, anything. Hahaha and why are you blushing?” His amazing smile, complimented his dark brown hair. His hair is short, but covers part of his eye. He is fairly tall, about 6”4, and I have always thought of him as “Just a friend”. Now I think different.

“Oh no reason, let’s just head to the car” I smiled a playful smile, took his hand, and led him towards his car.

Most of the car ride was silent. I couldn’t bring up the courage to tell him how I feel. Finally Ryan broke the silence, as he took a big intake of air and said “So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Oh yeah…that. I don’t really know how to say this…” What was I supposed to say?! Should I come right out and say it? Or take the weenie route, lie, and tell him about something else.

“Yes….?” Ryan urged, looking at me cautiously.

“Okay truth is, I think I maybe, sort of, possibly love you.” *phew* It’s over. Weight lifted off my chest, but how would he react?

Ryan looked at me skeptically then asked cautiously “Are you lying to me? Did you have to do this for a dare? Or is this some twisted way of telling me to back off?” As Ryan rambled on other reasons for why I said it, I held his hand on the steering wheel, looked him in the eyes for only a moment, then whispered “Ryan, I honestly love you. May have taken me this long, but it is pure“.  I’m sure Ryan was waiting for me to laugh and say “Happy April Fools” But I didn’t. I felt the way I did, and if he didn’t feel the same, oh well. A Long silence went by till I finally spoke.

“If you don’t feel the same way, don’t worry about it.” I tried to sound as if I didn’t care how he felt, but anyone could see through my voice.

“Mia, I’ve felt the same way about you since the 2^nd grade. I’ve watched others ask you out, and then hurt you. I sat on my bed wondering how many tears you cried, and debated with myself many times if I should beat those guys up. It’s you who I’ve cared about ever since that day.” We stopped at a red light, shared a moment of looking into each other’s eyes. I couldn’t help but shed one single tear as the light turned green. I know Ryan saw that tear run down my face, so I reassured him.

“Don’t worry Hun, they are happy tears. I’ve never heard anything as sweet as what you just said. I can’t believe I missed my prince charming, even though he was right in front of my eyes.” 1 Single tear, turned into 3, as I thought about all the times I passed Ryan on a way to a date.

“You’ve never called me Hun before, I like it. Do you maybe want to have a picnic instead of going to your house? You won’t have to worry about telling your parents, I’ll do it. I’ve memorized your house number.”

“I’d love to have a picnic. More than anything in the world”

For our picnic, Ryan bought us smoothies to drink, while walking along the beach. Finally we sat on the white, comfy sand, and just talked. Talked about how different this new relationship will be, if we even want it to happen, and all the times we’ve missed out. Every hour was going by quickly. Soon it was Sunset. We watched birds fly across the lake, sun gleaming off the blue water, as it slowly went down. Just as we were leaving, I stopped at the beach shoreline, turned to Ryan, and told him what was on my mind.

"I want to feel loved, and protected."

Ryan stuttered than whispered "Well, I’m loved, and I’m protected"

Confused I mumbled "Yes, but I was talking about me..."

He placed that amazing smile on, and said "Mia, don’t worry. I truly believe we are soul mates. We are almost one person, just being with each other. As long as you are with me, you don't have to worry about anything. I love you"

I blushed as he leaned into me, so close I could smell the heavenly scent of his cologne, and kissed me. We walked off towards the sunset, holding hands. The whole time those 3 words echoed through my head. "I love you"

Mr. Lepri Chaun, The Rainbow Cleaner

        Skipping along the path of golden stones and oak trees, I never imagined I would make a living by cleaning rainbows. But yet here I am, using multicoloured sponges to clean this wonderful rainbow.
        Being the small lad that I am. I always seem to have the most luck. When I was in school I got teased because of how short I am. But my shortness always made the teachers love me more. Once I got out of school, I had already made enough friends to help me through the years. I have this one friend that works at a clothing store, which gets me discounts on my favourite type of green overalls that I always wear. Though I have many different pairs of the same coloured overalls, of course. I have dark brown hair, that I get cut at the Barber shop down the street where my other friend works.
         I have had very many jobs through the years such as working at a soup bistro, pizza palace, and I was always the short guy in many different plays. Working at these many jobs, I have managed to finally get enough pay to buy a cabin beside the lake. The cabin, is fairly out in the open, with few trees down the sides. Has a Neon Green roof, and is rainbow coloured. Flowers are planted in a garden at the front of the cabin, there are stairs coming from 2 different ways from the main deck into the house, and there is also another deck on the top floor from the master bedroom. I've had my eye on this cabin for quite some time, thinking there was something special about it. When I finally moved, I could spot right away what was so special. As you sit on the bright blue couch, against the white walls, and look through the window, you could spot a beautiful rainbow. The perfect time to spot this rainbow, is only 2 hours after sunrise.
        I woke up early one morning to the melody of the house phone. I sleepily reached over to the bedside table, picked up the cordless phone, and groggily answered with a long "hheelloo?" Of course, on a Saturday morning it had to be my landlord. But to my surprise he wasn't talking about the rent, he was talking about a job.
"How would you Mr.Chaun like to start a new job, as my rainbow cleaner?" The cheery voice asked.
"A job to clean the house? Wouldn't I already be doing so by owning the place?" I grumbled confused. Since my house is rainbow coloured, I figured thats what he was talking about. My house Stands out very much, which is why I love it so much.
"No, no, no, not a job to clean the house! Okay lets start from the beginning. Do you know the rainbow outside your window in the morning?"
Of course I knew the rainbow outside my window, I look at it every single morning. "Yes" I stated
"Well good, that is the rainbow I would like you to clean. You can collect money by going to the end of the rainbow, and grabbing the pot of gold. Fills up every month, for your monthly pay."

      What was I supposed to do? Say no to my landlord? After all I do need a job, and how hard is it to clean a rainbow? I soon found out later that morning after accepting the job.
        I tried to get to sleep after that weird phone call, but I couldn't. So I got up, grabbed a cup of hot chocolate, sat on the couch, and waited for the rainbow to come. As the sun has not yet rised, there were shadows from the trees and crows that hid in the darkness.  Sitting on the couch waiting for the rainbow felt like an eternity, so I went upstairs to my bedroom, and started writing on my whiteboard, planning how my schedule will look like. My whiteboard glows in the dark and stays on the bedroom wall for when I need to plan.
        By the time I finished planning and went downstairs, the rainbow was there. I went outside, stood on the deck, and tried to find out where the beginning of the rainbow was. I saw a path, that I don't remember was ever there. The path went from the deck stairs towards the rainbow, so I figured I should follow it. Lines of flowers followed the path and each time I walked a short distance, the path would grow longer and longer, as if by magic! Then finally I reached the rainbow which was on a grassy, green hill. I saw a bucket of water and different coloured sponges. There was one sponge for every colour of the rainbow, Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet. Although I figured this would be easy, I couldn't figure out how I stand on the rainbow. It always looks see-through when I look at it from afar. But then I saw the instructions. It gave me a head-ache thinking where the instructions might have come from, but I ignored the throbbing pain and read them: 1st Grab the red sponge, dip it in water, and begin cleaning the red stripe of the rainbow. You will see it's a solid stripe when something touches the surface. Therefore you will be able to walk on the rainbow and clean the rest. Do the same with all stripes each a little bit at a time, till you finish the whole rainbow.
         Once I was done reading the instructions I got to work. As I worked, I hummed the bars to "Wizard of Oz" to pass the time away. About an hour and a half later I was done, and followed the flower lined path to the cabin. When I got inside the cabin I checked my phone "No calls". Then went up to my red-walled bedroom to do some more planning. I stepped through the doorway only to see a bare wall. It was gone! My whiteboard was gone! It's not really something you lose, and besides it had my name on it: Lepri Chaun. What if someone stole it!!
          I searched the house high and low. It was nowhere to be found. I rushed to the darkness outside, to hear only crows in the distance. Then I saw it. The glow radiating off someones windows. Not afraid of where I might end up, I walked a quick, steady pace to the glowing. Walked up someones porch steps and saw my glow in the dark whiteboard in their house. I rapped hard on the door, wondering if frightening people lived inside. When the door opened I saw shock, but an eager smile.

"I told you the leprechaun would come out, if we took one of his prized possessions." The older gentlemen gloated to his wife and kids.
"Uhm, excuse me? I'm not a leprechaun, I just bought that cabin a few days ago actually. After I was done cleaning the rainbow and went back to my cabin, I realised my whiteboard was gone. I didn't lock the doors because I figured I wouldn't be gone a long while. Anyway, may I have it back?" I was very confused as to why they might have thought I was a leprechaun.
As if reading my thoughts the man stated "You wear green overalls, you clean a rainbow for work, you are a mighty short little fella, you picked the rainbow cabin even though there were others, your name is Lepri Chaun. (Saw it on the back of the whiteboard), you get much luck by getting very good pay at a job that seems so easy, and you always seem to be humming some sort of tune. I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure you are a leprechaun."
I didn't know what to say. It hit me like a ton of bricks. My parents are also short, they named me Lepri Chaun, and I've always have a fancy for rainbow things. I gasped then yelled "I'm a leprechaun!!"
The man stood in the doorway nodded his head up and down and asked very politely "Would you like to join us for a cup of tea, coffee, or hot chocolate? We will give you back your whiteboard, we are sorry we took it."
"I would love to join you, and I appreciate that you helped me realise the true me. I've always wondered why I was so different, and now I know. Hot Chocolate would be wonderful thank you. Us leprechauns love our chocolate." I smiled a huge smile as I walked through the doorway and sat on their plain old green couch.
      The rest of the night we talked about my life, how I have gone through the years being short, the things the family I just met does for a living, and how long we think we'll be living in these cabins. Because as long as we both live in the cabins we have decided to be friends.

3 Years and Counting

June, 17

I am in Paris right now and let me tell you it is beautiful! You know those postcards you see of the Eiffel Tower? Up close is way better! I have traveled most of the world. Soon I will be able to cross "Travel the World" off my list. If you didn't get to hear the story you can now.

I was anxious to hear the results but very excited to find out what was wrong with me. As the doctor came in he was smiling. I didn't understand why, so I simply just asked. He said it was because I was going to die in 3 years, but why was he happy about that? It turns out they thought I was going to die sooner. I still didn't get what was wrong with me, but when I asked they said it was because of a very rare disease no one has ever heard of. When I asked them what it was called it was so hard to pronounce they had to sound it out. As I was walking home I made a list of what I was going to do before I died: Learn every language, travel the world, be famous for a day, have tons of money, skydive and scuba dive, run a marathon, own a pet pig and crocodile, eat a pickle, and lastly spend time with family and friends.

When I got home my mom was crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said "Because you are going to die in 3 years" I told her this and I quote "Don't worry mom. I'm not worried. I just want to do all the things I've always wanted to do before I die. I've already done 2 things so I can cross them off my list." If you are wondering, the 2 things are "Travel around the world" and "learn every language" I learnt every language just by traveling the world so it helps a lot! Well I caught you up on my story back to real life.

September, 20

I am in Australia now. A kangaroo just passed me what a beautiful sight. I've already been here for 2 weeks and I think I saw everything I wanted to in Australia. That was the last place I had to go to. Next on my list is "Skydive and Scuba dive" I'll go skydiving tomorrow. It's time for bed good night!

September, 21

I think I literally peed my pants! I don't know if it was because I was laughing so hard because it was so much fun or because I was free falling from a plane. When I jumped out all I could think about was me and the sky, good thing I caught myself at the last minute otherwise I would've gone splat and never been alive for the rest of my 2 years. I pulled the parachute when I saw the other guy land, boy that was close. I also went scuba diving today it was really nice to see all the coral, the fish, and the weird signs under the water. Literally there were signs saying like "go this way to see the pink coral" It was so cool to see the different fish. Luckily there weren't any sharks otherwise I would've been dead ha ha. There are many dangers in the world I never even knew about, I could have died at any minute!

February, 14

Life as a superstar is great! One song at a karaoke club and you are famous for a day! I sang "These boots were made for walkin" I rocked It and made tons of money! I finally got to feel what it was like to have paparazzi following you for your autograph or picture. It sucks! But on the bright side that's 2 more things to cross off my list. So far I have done 5 out of 9 things on my list Catch me tomorrow to find out how this ends or at least tomorrow's day!

February, 19

Running is hard work! I have always, ALWAYS, hated running. I wanted to run in a marathon just like Terry Fox did but I am determined to go farther than him. Ha ha that will never happen because I do indeed hate running but I will still try and run in a mini marathon. I finished in 2nd last place but I never gave up. I guess that's what matters the most instead of winning. Well maybe winning counts a little :). I only have 1 year and 10 months left to go. I'm trying to be brave and not worry too much but I do care a lot that I could die any minute in 3 years well now only 1 year and 10 months. I still have to do 3 things left and the last one is the most important one of all. "Own a pet pig and crocodile, Eat a pickle, and my favourite, spend time with family and friends."

April, 6

For my breakfast I decided to eat a pickle so I can cross it off my list. It was very tasty, and now I am just about to go to the farm to find a pig and a crocodile. "That pig is $250 and the crocodile is $300." said the farmer. A little pricey but I can spend all my money I don't care that when I die no one gets my bill. It's nice. I built a fence when I got home, so Dudley (pig) and Cracker (crocodile) could have a good home. I got special mud. Well the dude said it was special but I don't think it was, and I also got a pond for Cracker. Who will look after them though when I'm gone? I guess my sister can or maybe my best friend Marney. Either way they will have a good home.

August, 20

My last thing on my list. I am with them right now. Friends and Family. I think at the moment I could care less about dying because I am with them. I realized I had drifted asleep and when I woke up everyone was looking at me. Even paramedics. I heard one say "she's dead." Is it true? am I really dead? I never knew how peaceful it was to die you get a really tingly feeling. It tickles. I don't know how I am writing this when I am dead but I hope you take this story to heart and live your days wisely.


If you are wondering what I did between those days I was simply at school at the University because school is important!



-Not best work. Made it when I was sort of rushed, couldn't think too much about it. But I put it on here because I needed another post. Not 24 hours, but 3 years.

Star Gazing Introduces Fate.

     As we sat underneath the stars, I could only imagine the things he was thinking. I mean we just shared secrets about us, no one really knew. I figured I could trust Jason enough, that he won't tell anyone the secrets I've told him. I love him, and I know its strange, but I have a feeling we will be together for a while.
      Most of the time that we were dating, there was a wall between us. Like a door that would lead us to the other persons life. But not anymore, tonight that changed.
       Earlier that night, when we told each other our secrets, I could feel the cool, Autumn breeze against my skin. I could feel Jason's body heat, as he stood beside me, and I could see the moonlight behind us catching the silhouette of our figures. The crunching underneath my boots told me leaves had to be picked up, and soon will be winter.
         As Jason and I held hands, we walked in the park. We talked about how our days have been going lately, etc. But I wanted to know more, and I think he did too. We wanted to bulldoze the door that was between us, so we sat down to have a chat.
         We found a nice grassy area, with only a few leaves, because there weren't many trees. I could hear crickets chirping beside the lake to one-another, I could hear the leaves rustling in the trees from the wind breeze, and lastly I could hear the sound of Jason's voice as he talked to me in a calming manner.
     "Sam, I think maybe we should share more about us to one-another, and break down the wall that's built between us" He looked nervous, like I would think different. But I completely agreed.
          For about the next hour and a half we shared small secrets that probably wouldn't matter to other people. We figured they meant a lot...they are the details that make up who we are. For instance when I was younger I wanted to be a singer, but now my career choice is being a vet. I don't like salmon, but I absolutely love perogies. The small things that made up my life happened to take a pretty big role in my relationship with Jason.
         So the talk about those small details went on for quite some time. When we were done, it felt like there were no secrets between us, the wall/door was gone. Also when we finished I could concentrate on the smell that surrounded me. The air smelt like Autumn leaves, a really smooth scent. And as we sat underneath the stars and gazed at them, I could only imagine the things he was thinking. :)

The Perfect Date

It seemed like no matter where I went, he was always there. But he wasn't mine...Yet.

         It was just a typical, normal day at school. Until I got a text message that changed that all around. Earlier in the day I couldn't help but notice Celeste and Eric have been dating for quite some time now. I wouldn't normally care about how long Celeste was dating someone, she is my best friend so I was sure she would have reminded me. But this time was different. For once I wanted to know how long she had been dating someone, because she was dating Eric, Eric Reenowsk. Celeste doesn't know this but secretly I've had a crush on Eric for about a year. He just transferred from England to our school this year, and yet I felt like I knew so much about him.
         I figured today was going to be like all the others except for the fact it was our last day of school. Boy was I wrong on that. As the bell rang to let out the students I could hear cheering. Only cheering, which means I didn't hear my phone ring from Celeste. So I called her to find out she and Eric broke up. Honestly I really didn't care, I was actually very jealous she was with him, and glad it was over. I know, I sound like a bad friend but maybe I'd have a shot with him. Oh who am I kidding? He doesn't even acknowledge my existence. Im invisble to him. As I was rambling on in my head the different thoughts I had, my phone vibrated. It was a text, but I didn't know who it was from. This is what it said:

From: Unknown ID
Sent: Today @ 3:30 pm
Call ID: 1-250-545-6814
       Tiffany. I must talk to you. Meet me tomorrow at Sunnyhill beach around sunset. -Secret Admirer.

     I stared blankly at the text message unable to reply. Finally I got the nerve to reply back. Nothing too big, just a small message.

To: Unknown ID
Sent: Today @ 3:35 pm
Call ID: 1-250-654-4820
        Okay. I'll see you there -Tiffany

       I didn't ask who it was, because they probably wouldn't have told me. Though, it was strange I had a secret admirer. I'm pretty curious as to who it is. Why would anyone like me? I pretty much wear dresses all the time, with some flip-flops or heels. I have long, wavy, blonde hair, and many people say Im perky and/or have a bubbly personality. What do I think? I'm me.
        For the rest of that afternoon, I mostly lounged around the house. I couldn't stop thinking about that text message. I mean like what if it was a nerdy dude, or a cute guy, or even better, Eric! I know, I know I'm fantasizing too much on that last one. I'll probably never get my Prince, until I kiss at least a dozen frogs. And so far I've only kissed 6, so I have a while to go. But I do have some hope, and with that hope I got my pajamas on and went to bed.
        The next morning I woke up around 10:34 am. I didn't really want to wake up, until I remembered I had a date tonight with a secret admirer. Being said that, I sat up on my bed, grabbed my phone, and started checking my text messages. All there was, was messages from Celeste saying how much she hated Eric. Nothing from my admirer. Maybe I dreamt the message. Maybe I wasn't actually wanted except in my dreams. That didn't make me feel so good, so I checked my recieved messages and there it was. The text sent from my admirer.
          Sadly I didnt have any plans on my first day of summer. I would normally hang out with Celeste, but I have a feeling she wouldn't really be "Here" Here. Know what I'm saying?? The great thing about no plans was I had lots of time to figure out what I was going to wear tonight. Before I started on that stuff, I had myself some Coco Puffs. My favourite type of cereal. Finally I was done eating and it was time to get to work.
         I headed to my bedroom, grabbed all my clothes, and piled them on my bed. If it was a cute guy I'd have to look good. I decided to go with a dress, because dresses feel more me. I tried on about 27 Dresses till I found the right one. It was a coral pink, shaped all my curves, and it looked very...symmetrical. Mainly because the fabric looked like it was wrapped around me at different angles. But it actually wasn't.
         This wardrobe fitting took most of my day. I had to figure out how I wanted my hair, I left it down and wavy. I had to find the right pair of shoes. I decided to go with flip-flops since we would be on a beach, and wearing those I would less likely be able to fall. After all this I had to choose how I wanted my make-up to look like with my green eyes. I went with a black eyeliner to make my eyes pop, some light blush, a pink-ish eye shadow, and some gloss to be applied after dinner. I decided to quickly paint my toe-nails, so they could dry while I ate dinner. I used a nice light shade of purple that sparkled. I really think it made my outfit stand out.
         My parents were gone for most of the day. They had many errands to run, but came back for dinner. As a family we sat at the table, I let my toes dry, and we ate steak, mashed potatoes, and carrots. It was a mighty tasty dinner, and by the end I managed to have time to finish eating, brush my teeth, then put some gloss on. It smelled like Strawberries, yum. I was just about out the door when my parents asked where I was going. I told them I was hanging out with Celeste at the beach. I mean like what was I supposed to say? "Oh I'm going to meet this guy whome I dont know. He sent me a message saying to meet him at the beach 'cause he likes me. I hope he's cute, 'cause we are going to fall hopelessly in love" Hahaha yeah....NO! When I finally left, I called Celeste and told her to cover for me if my parents called her house, because I was going on a date. She said okay and before she could say anymore, I hung up the phone and was on my way.
          The drive to the beach felt like forever, when it was actually just 10 minutes. I guess I was just so anxious yet excited. When I got to the beach, there was barely any people, except for some couples having a romantic evening. As I scanned the beach I noticed only one person not with anyone. He was sitting on a blanket checking the time every once in a while. I figured that must have been him, and started walking towards him. I felt like I've seen the outfit he was wearing before, but couldn't remember on who. The guy wore Khaki's, he was a blonde, and wore a nice, light blue T-shirt. As I got closer he turned his head and saw me. We gazed into eachothers eyes, as I started to slowly back away.
          It was Eric! All I could really think to myself was 'Is this a joke?' If not, why would he like me? I broke the gaze we were sharing, turned around, and started walking away.
"Tiffany wait up!" Eric's English accent made me stand still in my tracks. "Where are you going" he asked confused.
"Im heading back to my car, no way this is real. It must be a joke" I didn't know how to explain myself.
"This isn't a joke, please just listen to me for a moment" Eric's eyes started to look sad, how could I possibly walk away? I couldn't. So I simply said "Okay" and he went on with his story.
  "When I first came to this school, I didn't know what to expect. The first day when I saw you in the halls my heart went Pitter- Patter in a way it's never done before."
"So why did you ask Celeste to go out with you and not me?" I was getting confused.
"Well because I was hoping by going out with Celeste, I would learn more about you. Learn if I was even the type of guy you liked." As he said this he looked so sincere.
"Of course you are my type. You're smart, you have a great personality, and you are extremely handsome (But that's just a bonus). I've had a crush on you ever since that day in the halls. I so badly wanted to be with you, get to know you."
"I wanted to be with you too"
"So why didn't you ask me out, until the very last day of school?" I interrupted him, starting to get annoyed.
"You wanna know why?" He asked, taking my silence to go on. "Because you are so beautiful, If I tried to ask you out, it probably would have gotten all messed up, 'cause you're different than other girls. You make me feel like I shouldn't be the one for you, like you deserve better. Even if I had asked you out, I wouldn't have known where to take you" With him rambling on, with his beautiful accent I hugged him. That shut him up, and he hugged me back. I could smell the sweet scent of his cologne as the wind blew by us, and all I said was "This is the perfect first date"
       We held hands and walked along the beach, feeling the sand between out toes (We took off our shoes). We could feel the different textures of shells that we picked up. Some bumpy, some smooth, and some with little crabs in them. I could feel my dress swaying in the wind, and the heat radiating from Eric's body next to mine.
       I felt absolutely wonderful, extremely happy, and full of love. Even though this date didn't have the best smell in the world (Smelt like seaweed, saltwater, and fish) It was still perfect. 'Cause as we sat back down on the blanket, I saw the pretty colours of the sunset, I looked through my shells and saw the many shapes and sizes, and I could see Eric's beautiful face right next to mine.
       I've gotta say, out of our whole date, the kiss was the best. I was getting up to leave and as we were saying our good-bye's he kissed me. The moonlight shining behind us. All I could hear was the ocean noises behind us, and a few fireworks (But that might have just been in my head). I guess even if you haven't kissed all you're frogs, you can still get surprised and get a Prince instead. And that's exactly what I got. My Prince Charming (With an English Accent) and a perfect date, every girl's dream.

Serenity Bliss

It seems as though I live in a fake world. Like the only thing real is me.
       Every morning I wake up, grab a cup of coffee, then head to work. But everyday always seems to be the same. I work at 'Serenity Bliss', Or as many people like to say 'the manicure/spa place down on Boulevard'. Serenity Bliss is where many women like to go, to get a little TLC. When you walk into the spa part of the store, you can smell the sweet scents of candles burning, you can see the mud baths down the hall, the message tables in Room 1, and the steam room in Room 5. The rest of the rooms can be reserved for special guests. The manicure part of the store is where many women get Manicures, Pedicures, or Facials. They may be doing this for important occasions, to relieve stress, or just to blow their money.
        I work behind the cash register, not a very important job compared to the others, but it still gets me money. I've worked here for about 4 years, and during those 4 years I've realised something...everyone looks fake! The older women that come in look like they had Botox way too many times, they wear dresses they think look nice, and they have so much money it's unreal. However we do get the odd group of teen girls that stop in. These girls will normally wear short-shorts and tight shirts. The great thing about them stopping by is they all seem to have rich families, which means they have a wad of cash, which means the cash register gets lots of money fed to it making that great "Ka-Ching" Sound as I open it, which means my paycheck will normally have lots of zero's. It's very rare but we have had it happen, when the odd gay guy comes in. Honestly out of all people, I think they are the most normal. Other than me of course.
        My name is Audrey. I have long, wavy, blonde hair, hazel eyes, and my average outfit would be: Skinny Jeans, and a shirt from my floor. You know, something normal. Probably almost all the time you will see me chewing 'Explosive Berry Mint' Bubblegum. It may sound weird, but don't knock it till you try it, 'cause now it's my favourite.
         It really amazes me how different the 'average girl' schedules are compared to the 'wealthy spoiled girl' schedules. My schedule happens to go a little something like this:
Wake up from Alarm at 6:00
Eat the average breakfast (Cereal)
Get dressed, then on my way to work
On the way to work, I will grab my cup of coffee
Then I'll head to work, and wait for costumers or phone calls
At about 7:30pm I get home and cook dinner
Nothing too fancy, just either leftovers or something easy to cook
By then I'll be very tired and want to go to bed
When I can afford to go to college for a year or two my schedule will only change a small amount.

Now here is what I imagine the 'wealthy spoiled girl' schedule is like:
Wake up whenever time
Have pancakes, french toast, or eggs
Search through the tons of clothes in the closet to find the perfect outfit
Then leave to have a day of shopping, spa, or whatever they please
After a long day of doing basically nothing they head home
Of course their room is already clean from the maid
For dinner they will have, Lobster, Crab, Caviar, or something extravagant
Then they will get tired and want to sleep on their soft, cushiony beds, with silk covers and Pajamas
They don't even have to worry about college 'cause they can afford it whenever they want.

       One day I was at work. We were having this special that said "Buy a manicure and pedicure, get a free facial" So just like all our other sale days, it was pretty hectic. I don't think it had gotten this loud before. All you could really hear is the door chimes going off every few minutes, cheers from happiness, the cat "Meowing" Like crazy because of the noise, and the cash register opening rapidly as a new costumer comes to the desk to pay. Even though I got a headache from all the noise I was pretty content, very blissful. I could tell I'd be getting some tips, and my paycheck would be pretty good. Yay for money!! It'll be going toward my college fund.
         For the next hour, it was all just a blur. Money was being tossed around like beach balls, I could see exuberant colours in glass cases that I think was nail polish. Cover-up, cotton balls, nail polish remover, and hair brushes were being sold as if they were on sale too. It was very hard noticing the details that were around me. Everyone was like mad zoo animals, and then I noticed her. She wasn't getting a manicure, pedicure, or facial, she was just staring at the things we had in stock. I guess she thought it was hectic too, thought I wouldn't notice her, but I did. As I rushed across the room trying to dodge perfume clouds, I started to see her up close. She had short black hair, wearing a V-neck dress, and wore sunglasses that did not shape her face well. She kind of reminded me of Rihanna. So that's what I nicknamed her. The Rihanna look-a-like was trying to steal bottles of perfume. Why? I have no idea, but they were small enough bottles that could fit in her purse.
          As she was just putting a bottle in her purse, I grabbed it from her. The Rihanna look-a-like just stared at me. She had a smirk on her face with satisfaction. I didn't understand it. Then she took off her shades, gave me an evil, glaring stare, and said "Hello Audrey". Who was this girl? Did I know her? Then I realised it was Bianca, my old enemy in high school. She used to have longer hair, and she used to have boys swarming her all the time. As I thought back to all the old memories, two pairs of strong hands grabbed my arms and put handcuffs on my hands. Confused I looked at Bianca. All she said was "Looks like I know you, better than you" Then walked away, flip-flops making sharp flop sounds. Only then did I realise I had put the perfume bottle in my back pocket. Force of habit I guess, from putting my cell phone there all the time.
           For the next few hours, I was stuck in the slammer until my parents got here to bail me out. I wanted to get a laywer, but they cost way over my budget. All I could really do was plea to get out. Surprisingly I still had my job. Either my boss didn't care that "I stole", She felt bad for me, Or she looked closer at the security tapes and realised I wasn't the one stealing. Being in jail for a few hours really didn't change my life much. The only thing that did change was how I thought about my old enemies, and where Bianca might have gone. One thing I will never understand is, Why me? She had other enemies. Maybe she was doing that to them too, but for what? The satisfaction of knowing she put her enemies in jail? Or just 'cause it amuses her? I will never know because "Bianca has left the building".

Depression Hurts.

Depression hurts, we all know that. So how does this happen? How does one so easily get to know the feeling of depression?

Past:
        When I was younger, about 6 years old, my dad died. I never really knew him as well as I should have, because he was always on business trips. One night he was supposed to come home, but he didn't. I remember that night, I helped my mom set the table. We placed sweet, smelling, vanilla candles, and some of our best china on that table, ready for the family to sit down. As my mother and I waited for my dad to walk in, while we were at the table, the phone rang. Thinking it was him, my mom rushed to grab the phone. And that's when it all went bad.
         The person on the phone was the police. Apparently my father had gotten into a car accident. As my mother sat at the table talking to the police, I'll never forget the face she made. She was so devastated, and of course very sad. My mom hung up the phone, and just sat at the table. Blank face, didn't move a muscle. I thought maybe she was in shock, so I didn't think much of it. That was until she picked up one of the china plates, and threw it against the floor. She still had that blank look in her face, but with a little twist of anger. I'll never be able to forget the look in her eyes, as she slowly turned her face to look at mine, with a plate held in her hand. For the first time in my life, I was scared of my mom. I didn't know what to do, so I ran. I ran as far as I could, never looked back to see what I was leaving behind.

Present:
          I'm not the normal average teen girl that you see in the movies. In fact, some might say I'm the complete opposite. I'm the kind of girl that's more the "Tomboy" type, but still cares about her looks. I wear skinny jeans with converse shoes, and shirts with slogans on them. I almost always have my dark Auburn hair down, with bangs covering part of my eye. Many people call me "Emo" but I don't really care what they think. I only care what I think. My name is Alana and if you really knew me, you would know I love to smile, and have a bubbly personality...Or so I used to.
          After I left my mom, I went to live with my grandmother. In grade 8 I met my best friend Bridget and lived with her ever since. I haven't seen my mother in over 9 years, I haven't heard from her, or if anything happened to her. And oddly I'm okay with that, 'cause ever since that night I have been afraid of her.
       
          I've never really ever had a family, but I have had friends. Just a few days ago all that changed, and now I have nothing.

Few days Earlier:
           I was walking down the street to Bridget's house, which is also mine since I have been living with her for years. I could taste the bubblegum in my mouth as I noticed the things on this street I never really noticed before. I guess I was just so thankful that Bridget took me into her home, I never really looked at my surroundings. But now I noticed the details of where I lived.
           There is absolutely no kids on this block, and no friendly animals. You could hear the gates shrilling as they opened to a yard of dead-grass, rough surfaces such as rust, and spine-chilling houses. To tell you the truth, it scared me, that I lived in these surroundings. As I kept walking almost at the house, I would pass houses where you heard doors shutting, and howling from wolves that weren't there. You could smell that old, decayed smell that you really don't like, and if you stood still for just a millisecond it was like you could feel the presence of the deceased. As I started walking again it started to pour. All I could hear until I got to the house was the rain on the pavement. But when I got to the house I heard screams, I rushed inside, my heart-pounding rappidly in only a few seconds, scared of what I might see... and then I saw them. Bridget's mom was beating her up while her dad sat on the couch watching hockey. It didn't make sence to me, many different thoughts were rushing through my head giving me painful headaches. Thoughts like 'Why would her mom do this? More importantly, why was her dad not doing anything about it, and just watching tv? They always seemed like such a loving family. I quickly whipped out my cell phone to call the police, sirens from the hockey players getting goals on the tv, seemed as if they were sirens from an ambulance. My headache growing worse, and worse, as I was trying to calm down even a little bit to talk to the police. As I told them to hurry, Bridget's mom said to her "You deserve this" And her dad just sat there laughing.
             I will never understand that night. I will never understand why Bridget told me to leave when I saw her mom doing that to her. I wont understand why, when the police came, Bridget and her parents acted like nothing happened and said everything was fine, when clearly it wasn't. When we all went to bed, the only thing I could hear was the screams replaying from earlier that night, and the sniffles from Bridget as she cried herself to sleep. I don't think I've ever really cried before because I remember my dad would always say "Stay strong, you little trooper." I've never really cried that is, till the next night.
            When I got home from school the next day. Bridget wasn't there. We normally would walk home together, but she told me she had business to do. I figured "Okay, she's probably got homework she needs to do with a friend" I didn't think much of it, till I turned on the T.V. Bridget's parents weren't home. They left a note on the table telling her they went out to get groceries. So when I turned on the T.V. I was all alone. This family doesn't watch the news often because they think it's boring, but I like to stay current with the events that are happening in the world. So I turned  on the tv, and saw her name. "Bridget Yangwood's body was found in the river under the city bridge"-The news reporter stated glumly. "Many think she had been pushed, others say she jumped." But me, I knew the truth. She felt depressed and wanted to get rid of that feeling. I didn't know what depression felt like until this day. And for the first time in my life, I had myself a good cry. I could now officially say, I had no one.

Back to Present:
              I had decided that I would go back and live with my Grandma since Bridget was no longer an option. For the next few days I just felt so depressed and alone. I could only imagine how many other kids committed suicide like Bridget had. I couldn't take the sadness any longer. There had already been too much in my life. So I decided to start a charity.
             This charity is for all the teens that have been abused and couldn't take it any longer. No one deserves a punishment as big as taking their own life. You know, I've always been curious about which things in my life I care about. Now I know, that the whole time it was Bridget and my Dad who I cared about. I guess you don't really know you care, until they're gone.