My Beffer is EPIC....
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Storytelling - Chase Public Feed
Cold
The other day when I woke up it was cold. When I went to take out the trash it was cold. When I was waiting for my bus it was cold. While waiting for my other bus it was cold. As I walked into school I was still cold. The room where I had my first class was cold. My second class was cold. The school bathroom was cold. The back stairways were cold, actually they're freezing. When I stepped outside of school to go home it was cold. While I was waiting for my bus it was cold. When I was waiting for my other bus it was cold. When I walked in my house it was warm. I like my house.
Itunes ( Poem )
exhale ambitious girl,
nice and slow like a virgin,
listen broken hearted girl,
read your mind,
everytime i close my eyes ,
the closer i get to you
<3
nice and slow like a virgin,
listen broken hearted girl,
read your mind,
everytime i close my eyes ,
the closer i get to you
<3
Monopoly
Me: Kevin ( my younger brother) play monopoly with me!
Kevin: I don't feel like it kat.
Me: PLease I really wanna play!
Kevin: eww that's what she said.
Me:come on kevin, for real... Lets play man.
Kevin: I'm really tiered of loosing Kat, like the game god's hate me, I never get to pass Go, I always get sent to jail, I never collect Free Parking money I only end up buying the ghetto spots on the board and Im always first to be bankrupt, I really can not emotionally take it anymore.
Me:.... so no..?
Keving: No.
Jersey Shore.
My favorite television couple ever; when she left, I cried my eyes out and Ronnie finally realized how broken she was.
The Ride Home
I was sitting on the trolley on my way to 15th street, nothing unusual as so much goes for my daily routine. I get to 15th street and I begin to wait for the train to come rushing through on the tracks, standing as close as I can to the edge of the tracks so that I could feel the rush of air come through as the train passes. I look over to my right as I see a bunch of other kids harass this one other kid. The kids were speaking in a different language, sadly it was not Polish but something Slavic, probably Albanian. At the point when I looked over it was hard to tell if they were just playing around or if they were actually serious, but as time went by waiting for the train, I could tell that they were serious. I typically am the type of person that would not approach a problem if it is not mine because involving myself would only bring up a bigger problem probably for myself and the victim. As the train moves in on the tracks, I feel the whip of air hit me as it passes by. I could only help but think, how much that kind of bullying affects people and how it just can not be ignored sometimes. It really is a shame things come down to physical contact because of the weakness in other's people self esteem or even possibly boredom? What has this world come down to? What is our next generation going to be like, will things become worse?
This House
If this house could talk, boy let me tell you it wouldn’t be happy.
Every word you here would be muffled by the cries
Of a house that’s been sufferin for so long, too long.
This house has seen so many tears from so many eyes.
Its heard so many words from so many mouths
That are never meant to leave ya mind.
This house would be tellin you that it knows more pain than anyone should.
It knows a girl who has been crying for so long she forgot how to smile.
It knows her daughter who feels so unwanted
That she doesn’t think shes even worthy of this house she calls home.
It knows the mother, the one who tries to feel like everything is ok
Who doesn’t let no one see her cry
Who is a young mother and a young grandmother
Who hides those pills in her room till the time she needs them
This house knows the man who owns it
The man who instills fear in every person that steps in that house
The man who has hurt so many with the words of his mouth and the sting of his hands
Then this house would tell you how scared it is.
It would tell you that it is so scared
That little girl
Just a baby just turned 5
Hardly knows the world.
No one wants her to be like that sister of hers
No one wants her to grow up in pain
But this house is so scared because it knows that this little girl needs her sister
This house knows that this little girl will one day have to know
Her sister aint even her real sister
This house would tell you that it can see
This little girl is gonna have to live without a dad and with a broken mother.
So let me tell you if this house could talk there would be so much pain
Global warmin wouldn’t mean nothin
The flood of our tears, of your tears would flood the world on its own.
When that day comes that this house does talk
Don’t ever forget that it is broken and in pain
But this house has always been strong enough
Strong enough to protect a family who needs love that this unspoken house gives.
I just can't take it.
i sit in the house all day everyday, like a miserable witch.
I can't ever do anything with my friends.
I can't ever go out.
Shopping?
Don't even ask
Movies?
Forget about it
I can't even go away for college.
i know I'm young but I'm about to see the world
Doesn't that count for something?
I know I don't get the best grades,
but Im dumb cause I dont?
I just don't get it,
Doesn't she know the more she smother me,
the more I wanna break free.
I can't ever do anything with my friends.
I can't ever go out.
Shopping?
Don't even ask
Movies?
Forget about it
I can't even go away for college.
i know I'm young but I'm about to see the world
Doesn't that count for something?
I know I don't get the best grades,
but Im dumb cause I dont?
I just don't get it,
Doesn't she know the more she smother me,
the more I wanna break free.
Story #4: The Winter of Pain
In the fall of my junior year of high school, I started to develop a new ailment. It seems I would have a stuffy nose everyday and it seemed every other week, I'd end up with a cold. I didn't know what was going on. Finally, mom took me to the doctor and I found out I was getting sinus infections. So I was put on an antibiotic and was sent on my way. Finally it was cleared up and I was all better.
For the first couple of months, I kept getting infections and having to take antibiotics for them. Then, one day during winter break, I couldn't eat anything. I thought it was nothing so I just ignored it. As the day went on, I got sicker and sicker until I couldn't even move. My parents called the doctor and they just said I was dehydrated so I just had to keep drinking liquids, but sadly those didn't help. My parents took me to the doctor's office and had to run test on me. They found out that I had a stomach infection.
"How did that happen?" I asked. It turned out that I got it from taking too many antibiotics in such a short amount of time. I was out of school for a week, unable to eat anything but Girl Scout shortbread cookies.
Once I was better, I had to be taking back to the doctor. They said I had lost 6 pounds. I finally got back into school, I missed so much work. I promised not to get that sick ever again
For the first couple of months, I kept getting infections and having to take antibiotics for them. Then, one day during winter break, I couldn't eat anything. I thought it was nothing so I just ignored it. As the day went on, I got sicker and sicker until I couldn't even move. My parents called the doctor and they just said I was dehydrated so I just had to keep drinking liquids, but sadly those didn't help. My parents took me to the doctor's office and had to run test on me. They found out that I had a stomach infection.
"How did that happen?" I asked. It turned out that I got it from taking too many antibiotics in such a short amount of time. I was out of school for a week, unable to eat anything but Girl Scout shortbread cookies.
Once I was better, I had to be taking back to the doctor. They said I had lost 6 pounds. I finally got back into school, I missed so much work. I promised not to get that sick ever again
Time of 2011 (250 Word Sentence)
In the time of 2011, where coffee is god, where 80s/retro music reinvent’s the style of spring and fall with bulky sweaters and no care attitude that takes over the airways with “fight the power of the prepster “ defining the American youth, where v necks and large words get used such as cultivate, Ablutophobia & Haussmannize are accompanied with sly insults making the normal kid say “what!” teenagers blow up the population with condescending phrases therefore making assholes born and no more traces of friendliness available in the mellow pastime of the “Cookie cutter lifestyle”, where the an average sixteen year old can respond on the changing fashions of Monet with a French dialect while cheap coffee is being sipped in the mouth of the future, where in any other circumstances a child would be worried about the latest movie but, no now time has changed; Asshole have taken over the population, where smoking a cigarette and chi tea plus not going green a stigma of pure disgrace young innocent teenage minds has morphed into the 2011 frame here I stand here eighteen years of life having a large grasp on the person I am today and where I want to be instead of frantically running around like a chicken with my head cut off I’d regained my own internal being.
