My confession

Dear Joci,

          I have been holding this in for years now and its starting to eat at me. I do not know how to tell you this, but it is dying to be set free from the box inside my mind. It all happened two years ago while we were on our school Washington DC trip. It was rainy and slow morning and I just could not shake my tiredness. You told me I am  not allowed to have any coffee and even took my money. Did I mention how tired I was, my eyes were all droopy and could not focus. Honestly I don't remember promising not to drink any coffee. Plus why would I  do that I'm practical addicted to it. Anyways let's get back on track. We were walking threw some museum and the coffee sent was strong in my nose. It as begging me to drink some, how could I deny it? So when you were not looking I stole my wallet and bought a cup of coffee. Phew, now that you know I feel  much better. I guess I should also admit that it as the nastiest cup of coffee I ever drank. Next time I will try to listen to you and stay coffee free.

Ps: When going to Star Bucks do not order a ice coffee because all they do is pour black coffee over ice, yuck. 

                 Yours truly, Leah

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Rejection interview

Good morning everyone today I am here with Zach. Today we will learn about his fight against constant rejection.
Me: Good morning, how are you doing.
Zach: I'm doing great thanks
Me: Well that's good. Are ready to begin?
Zach: Yes.
Me: Have you ever felt like you were being repeatedly rejected.
Zach: Yes
Me: What were you rejected at?
Zach: Employment.
Me: How did it make you feel?
Zach: Well it makes me feel like a lot of times people judge a book by its cover. Isn't that what an resume is? It's your cover to your book. Some covers look more appealing while others look more bland.
Me: Well that is an interesting way of looking at it. Did you feel as if your resume was bland compared to other?
Zach: No I feel like experience plays a major role.
Me: I agree experience does play a big role. Did you ever have the feeling to just give up?
Zach: Yes, a few times actually. But I knew that would not help me at all so I kept on sending applications and finally it paid off.
Me: Well that is good to hear that after all the rejection you recevied paid off in the end. So what separated you from others, what keep you from giving up?
Zach: I needed money
(The crowed erupts into laughter)
Me: That's quite a reason. Now how long did it take for you to get your job?
 Zach: Four months
Me: That's is a long time. Do you feel like something was holding you back?
Zach: Umm, I feel as if time itself was a major factor because each job application is diffrent. Some may take thirty minutes while other take two hours.
Me: Wow two hours that's along time. How did you manage to over come this?
Zach: By focusing on what I wanted and what I had to do to get there.
Me: Focusing is definitely a key componet. Are you glade you didn't give up?
Zach: Yes it paid off.
Me: If you could go back would you chose to go threw all the rejection again to get where you are now?
Zach: Yes with out a doubt.
Me: Well thank you Zach for your participation in our quest to learn your feeling and experienceing repeated rejection. Any final words or advice for people who may be in you situation?
Zach: Yes, never give up on something you really want.
Me: Well thank you again for joining us. We shall see you again soon, bye everyone.

Frankinstein

I believe supernatural is most effective because it grabs the readers attention. It allows for the reader to get a sense of mystery and power, since supernatural is associated with magic and superheroes. An example from Frankenstein would be when Victor brought the creature to life using electricity. When the creature came to life it was not the normal way of giving birth but threw a supernatural way. It left a mystery for the reader, guessing how the creature will turn out. Since Frankenstein is not a superhero movie but more closer to science fiction the ending was not so easy to guess. Another exsample from Frankenstein would be when he creature speaks to Victor. No one would have guessed he would have such great diction as he does. Just looking at him and or reading about him they would assume he could not speak, but just made groaning sounds. The creature speaking shocked readers and leaving then wonder what else he is capable of. When using supernatural it keeps the readers on there toes and interested in what will happen next that's why I believe it is most effective. 

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Ghost Stories

Mary Shelly's opening to the novel Frankenstein is shown threw four letters, between Robert Walton and his sister Margaret telling of his expedition, to the North Pole, to discover the seat of magnetism. Robert Walton writes to his sister telling her the knowledge he hopes to obtain and his longing to have someone by his side. In one of his letters he tells his sister he has taken a new passenger on his voyage. This stranger is very sick looking as if he has been traveling alone in the cold for days. Robert tells his sister how drawn he is to the stranger how he fascinates him. In the last letter he ends by telling his sister how the stranger he has healed back to life is going to tell him his story. If I had to write a ghost story I would begin it by starting with journal entry's from the past. My story would be about a haunted mansion and a new young family moving in. I would begin my story with the young family's children stumbling upon an old journal that belonged to the daughter of first owners of the mansion. In the journal the children will learn the history of the mansion and all the wrong that has occurred there, also the reason why its haunted. By using a journal in the beginning to start off will foreshadow to events latter on in the story much like Mary Shelly did with her four letters.

Unexpected

I have just finished my first year at my minimum wage job at a local daycare in town. It is time for my evaluation and my boss seems extremely happy. At first my thoughts go negative thinking; she is existed to let me go, but not before telling me how much I have messed up. I fear shes going to tell me the children I watch and adore hate me and the parents have complained and want to see me fired. I take a seat across from her taking deep breaths trying not to cry or panic. It is just a job I keep telling my self hoping it will make it easier when she tells me, "Your fired". Right as she is about to begin the phone rings and I release a breath of air I did not know I was holding on to. The conversation does not last long enough for me to come to terms with the fact that this might be my last day. She flashes me a big creepy smile before laughing like she just heard the most funniest joke ever. I stare at her bewildered waiting for her to calm back down. "Darling" she says but to my ears it just sounds like shes trying to patronize me. I bite my tongue trying to not lash out on her and waiting patiently for her to continue. "Do not look so worried you look as if someone kicked your puppy" she tells me flashing me her business smile. I try to relax but no amount of reassuring words are helping my nerves. She sits back and goes threw some papers on her desk before looking up at me. As I watch her I am mentally asking my self if I really believe she will fire me. When my eyes meet hers I see her nodding her head and I panic again thinking she has read my mind. But what she tells me takes me by surprise. I am so shocked I ask her if she could repeat her self. "You have done an excellent job here, better then I ever thought you would" she repeats as a smile begins to grow upon my face and my worries run away. I thank her repeatedly causing her to laugh again. "Were you worried?" she asks me with an eye brow raised. I nod my head telling her the truth knowing she could read my emotions clear on my face. My boss is the nicest lady you can meet but the fact she held my work future in her hands had me scared. She shook her head at me in disbelief. "You thought I was going to let you go" It was not a question but more of a statement so I remained silent. "The kids love you here I would be a fool to let you go" she tells me while returning to her paper work. In my head I am thanking the world for allowing me to remain at my job I do not think I could have taken it well if she truly did fire me. As I stand up thinking we are done she holds her hand up to halt my motions. "Just wanted to let you know I am moving you to head monitor in the toddlers room do not disappoint me" she says before shooing me away. I walk out of her office with a permanent smile on my face, proud of my self for completing me first year and coming out better then before. I would now be in charge of not just the children but the other monitor that works with me. Looking back now I do not know why I was nerves when really I had nothing to be worried about everything ended well in the end.               

An Ant Hill Out Of A Molehill

A time when I had a responsibility that I did not think I could handle was when I was told to watch my little brother for a hour to an hour and half. We are only three years apart and I was no older then twelve at the time. Which made him nine and no nine year old likes to listen, well at least he did not. Also since I am not to tall and neither is he, but in his mind he is, he believed he should be in charge. What he did not understand is when your put in charge of someone else what they do becomes your fault also. What he really just wanted is to have the ability to tell me what to do. Since he is so rambunctious some times I did not believe I could handle him on my own. But in the end it was not as bad as I first imagined. We got along that day perfectly well and he did every thing I instructed him to do. Which was a success since our parents did not come home to the house burnt down. If I am being honest I would have to say I really enjoyed watching him; we had a lot of fun. I do not regret being giving this responsibility even though at first it seemed like to much.    

Forgot...Wait...No!

I just arrived in New Jersey at my vacation destination when I realize I have forgot something very important. I look into my passenger seat not seeing my Kindle in it and admittedly start to freak out. I search every where in my car coming up empty handed. Even though I am all the way in New Jersey I contemplate whither or not if I was going to turn around and make the eight hour and forty-six minuet drive back home just to get it. I mean my kindle is so worth going five hundred and fifty-one point five miles and spending eighty-four dollars and fifty-seven cents, isn't it? Plus how would I survive a whole week with out it? Yeah I know I would not, I would be enraged with boredom or even suffering from withdrawal. Just thinking about spending this whole week, seven days, one hundred and sixty-eight hours, ten thousand and eighty minuets, six hundred and four thousand and eight hundred seconds, terrified me to death. Unconscionably a million of irrational scenarios swarmed threw my head. Like what if I never get back to Ohio because a tornado wipes it off the map, or what if the world ends, or even what if some one breaks into my house and steals it. During this whole little freak out of mine I did not notice I was angrily hitting my horn disturbing the neighbors. I look threw my windshield seeing the neighbor to the left of my house staring at me like I have lost my mind. I sigh deeply before getting out of my car and waving to the petrified neighbor. She made a funny face and then walked back into her house. I quietly laughed to my self while getting my things and walking to the door. This has to be some bad dream right? I just could not believe I forgot my Kindle, it is like my right hand I take it every where. Walking around my vacation home I promise my self to make it to the library to buy a new book satisfying my displeasure, well at least until I finish the book.        

Hidden Savior

        One warm summer day in San Antonio, Texas Ally and Sam sat around bored. Ally was stuck baby sitting here little brother Joseph when Sam arrived. They sat on the couch enjoying the cool air floating from the air conditioner when the phone began to ring.
"Hello?" Ally says picking up her phone.
"There is a concert down in Leon Valley tonight I will meet you down there" the caller said not bothering with a greeting. Ally jumped up and down with excitement as Joesph ran into the room.
"Oh wait, I can not go I am babysitting" she says saddened and partly angry she agreed to watch him.
"Bring him"
"I cannot he is only five" she reminded them staring off into the distance.
"So what he will have fun, I will see you down there" they retorted hanging up before Ally could say another word.
"What was that about?" Sam asks as Ally sits back down wiping her hand across her sweating forehead.
"There is a concert down in Leon Valley" She tells her while fanning her self, the air conditioner not doing anything to help with the heat anymore. She moaned and groaned displeased not only about the murky heat but with the thought that she could not go to the concert.
"Lets go then" Sam tells her jumping up ready to make the half an hour drive.
"What about Joesph?" Ally ask just as he comes running towards her jumping on her lap.
"Yeah what about me?" He says with a cute cheeky smile. Both girls giggle at him momentarily forgetting about the crisis at hand. His little distraction did not last long though both girls sighing in vexation.
"We have to go Ally" Sam whines pacing back and forth.
"I know wait I will just call my parents" Ally says while pulling her phone out at the speed of light.
Just as she was losing hope that they will not pick up the phone, but on the seventh ring they finally answer.
"Hello honey is something wrong?" Her mother asks with a hint of worry to her voice.
"Nothing bad mom but do you think you could come home early I want to go out with Sam?" Ally explains crossing her fingers hoping she will say the magic words.
"Oh I am sorry darling but we will not make it home till early tomorrow morning" Her mom says not really sounding sorry. Ally is ready to scream as she mutters a goodbye anger seeping with in her.
"They will not be home until tomorrow" Ally tells Sam who stomps in frustration. They begin to pace thinking hard for other options before time closed in on them.
"Aunt Karen" Ally says eyes shinning brightly filled with hope. Sam nods her head as if the idea was a brilliant one. She quickly dials her number only to met the voice recording. Thinking it was a mistake she decided to call again and again. On the fifth try she decided to give up on Aunt Karen being a possible savior.
"How about the normal babysitter?" Sam suggests irritated that a simple little five year old stands in there way of going to see a concert live.
"Shes out of town that is why I offered to babysit" Ally tells her hanging her head not liking the odds at hand.
"I got a brilliant idea, Joseph" Sam calls clapping her hands in anticipation. Joesph skips into the room action figure in one hand a juice box in the other.
"Yes?" He asks sipping away at his juice box.
"Where going to play a game" She tells him with a big smile hope coursing threw her body.
"Yay!" He screams not even bothering to ask what game. Ally shoots Sam a confused look as she follows her down the hall towards Joesph's room.
"Okay little Joey the game is simple. All you have to do is lay in your bed close your eyes and fall to sleep" Sam explains as Joesph climbs into his bed with a confused look.
"No fun I do not want to play" He whines crossing his little arms pouting.
"Oh but if you fall a sleep you win" She says baiting him. His eyes grow twice there normal size as he looks up at her.
"Whats the prize?" He asks laying back on his bed.
"Um...A whole box of cookies" She says he quickly shuts his eyes desperate to win.
Sam and Ally tip toe out the room walking back out to the living room.
"Now we can leave he will stay asleep" Sam declared reaching for her keys.
"We can not leave him" Ally cries out in horror shocked Sam would even suggest that.
"Then lets take him with us" She says narrowing her eyes not understanding why they can not just leave him. "Fine" Ally agrees rushing off to get him out of bed. They quickly run to Sams car with time just not playing in there favor. Sam pulls out fast peeling down the road.
"Slow down" Ally says while rolling down the window to let the man made air cool her off.
"I can not or we will not make it. Don't it start at eight?" Sam asks stopping at a red light.
'Yes" Ally says watching as the light slowly changes, Joesph sitting quiet in the back.
"Well it is seven thirty-five" Sam announces slightly stepping on the gas a bit more. They zip threw town making it to Leon Valley in record time. They rush Joesph out the car and to the ticket booth only to find a sold out sign.
"What now?" Ally asks looking around just over the distance they could see flashing lights.
"We go back home I guess" Sam says disappointment laced in her voice.
"Look" Joesph says pointing to the big hill that over looks the concert. Sam and Ally jump up in joy as all three of them run towards the hill. It takes them a bit to climb up the whole thing with all the falling and laughing. So in the end they got to enjoy the concert from a distance and what seemed like a unfixable situation turned out to be a good night. All with the help of Ally's little brother who was the problem in the beginning but the savior in the end.  
                       

Trust Me

A time I had to get some one to trust me was back in Elementary school. My friend, who is more like a brother to me, had a hard time trusting me at first since I was young and loved to joke around. When I was little I used to love to pick on him even though he was, still is, way taller then me. He used to make fun of me for being so short so I would trip him cause he was so clumsy. Are moms were close so I spent a lot of time with him in class and out of class. We also played on the same baseball team for a while and to tell the truth he loved it but he will never admit it. I used to kick him in the shins with my cleats on any time he would annoy me, which was often. As we grew closer I was able to pick up on the little things like what he was thinking or even who he liked. I have always been too nosy for my own good always wanting to know every thing, especially when it came to him. So as we got older and my pranks got better he was not so certain he could tell me everything. Back then I did not really understand why since I was always a faithful friend, but now looking back I understand. This my be hard to believe to some people but back then I was very talkative and energetic. I could talk a mile a minuet and give you my opinion even if you did not want it. So I would tell him every and anything. Once we got to fourth grade I started to notice he was taking an interest into a girl. In response I would pick on him mercilessly about it, but him being him he would always deny it. This went on for a while. I would beg him to tell me but he held out. For me it was obvious he liked her and it bothered me that he would not tell me. I would be nice on purpose hoping he would let me in on his secrete. Soon he got enough of my begging and made me promise to not tell a sole. So of course I did since he is basically my older brother. It was tough on me at first because I thought I was going to lose him, but you do not lose family and that is what he is. To this day I am grateful he trusted me enough to tell me his secret and that he still does, because with out him I am not sure who I would be.            

My Aspirations

“Aspirations”, a hope or ambition to achieve a task at hand. I set aspirations in hopes to one day conquer them all and more. Some can be as simple as learning to tie a shoe or as hard as remembering pi: 3.14159362. I hope to one day be able to speak in front of millions of people without feeling the urge to flee the scene and to have the self confidence to never doubt myself. I would like to be able to read clearly and fluently without confusion. To be able to cross the large river of succession coming out on top.  Aspirations are just dreams that for a period of time seem impossible, but nothing is ever truly impossible. Achieving an aspiration takes a lot of hard work and patience. I am ready to overcome my fears and achieve the unthinkable. Sam Montgomery, a wise man, once said, “Don’t let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game”. I interpret this as saying to never let anything stand in the way of your dreams. So I set my aspirations high and work all that much harder to prove everyone wrong and more importantly, myself.

OGT Nightmare

The OGT I feel the least prepared for is the History test. We  have not worked on any practice test in history class only reading ACT's. Although the teacher believes we have nothing to worry about, that we will pass easily, I still am unsure. In every other class we have worked on older test and, or been warned what should be expected to be seen. A way I can change this feeling of  discomfort is by taking test online or even asking the teacher for aid. Taking test online will allow me to see what was on older test, which could reappear on the test I will be taking in March. I still might be nervous and unsure on my ability to pass, but taking some practice test might ease some stress. I am mostly afraid I will forget everything and fail the tests even though I feel pretty prepared for every test but history. Hopefully by taking practice test I will feel more confident and ready to conquer anything the OGT throws at me.