Journal #14

        

Real Friends:

 Real friends should take care of each other by taking action first then ask questions, why, later. Despite what the situation, the friend tries to help out, comfort, etc., before they know all the details. They would do whatever was needed for that friend no matter what the cost. Real friends share a bond deeper than blood. They look out for one another like a sibling would. Chide worse than a parent would. Love more than a lover would. They are not afraid to stand up for one another or join each other in a crazy adventure just to cheer each other up.  Real friends would do whatever in the heat of the moment for a true friend. Yet, after it all they would still like to know the reason why their friend is upset after they cheer them up. True friends are becoming harder and harder to find in this world but, there are some still out there and worth the heartache. Overall, no one knows who there true friends are until a situation puts their friendship to the test and they make it to the very end.

Journal #11

Where She left Him...

One cold, windy day a girl, no older than 13, was taking a walk through the woods at a time many would not dare to. The moon was full and bright but there wasn't a single star in sight. The creek ran peacefully in the still of the night. She did this quite often, daring to do things not many would because of a tale people would say to scare the young but she never believed it. She just laughed at them and began to walk in the middle of the night by the pale moon glow following the same old path she always took. The tale told of a vile, sickening creature lurking and waiting deep in woods for its next victim, but only came out when the moon was full and not a single star shone bright. She grew tired of the old path she took and decided to try a different one and see if she could find this so called creature that lurks in the woods.

A sudden cry for help came from what seemed from the ground. She was so startled from it that she lost her balance and twisted her ankle on a root from a large oak tree. In one fluid motion she got back off, intrigued by the mysterious voice, and staggered toward it. “Hello? Is someone here in the woods? Do thee need any help?” she shakily spoke aloud. “Over here! I am trapped and have a great thirst!” a deep, sweet voice answered back. She had found the body for that mysterious voice. A boy about 15 with beautiful, blue eye stared up at her. “Could you please fetch me a drink from the stream. I am in dire need of it. I have been stuck in this well for a day but by my surprise there is no water in this well only mud!” the boy said sweetly yet horsed.

She did what the boy wished and went to the creek to find a plastic bottle conveniently by it. Once the bottle was full with cool water, she turned about and headed back to the well. The vile creature was far from her mind as she wondered how a boy got stuck in a well. To her surprise the boy was gone. She was sure this is where she left him. Within that moment a dark laugh turned into a gruesome roar from all around. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, a pit in her stomach began to grow, and her breathing quickened. Leaves and sticks snapped with every step it took, getting closer and closer. Fear consumed her and her ankle throbbed. She knew there was no reason to run for it was too late. Long, dry fingers with sharp nails firmly grasp her neck. At that moment she knew the creature was real and she was it’s next victim...

Journal #7

Bucket List:

1. Live in Ikea for a day
2. Go zip lining 
3. Travel the world and study art and different cultures 
4. Stargazing (moon)
1. I would want to live in Ikea for a day because I would have the option of having a "dream" bedroom or living room or etc..., without the physical labor and effort of actually creating it myself.
2. I feel like zip lining would be an interesting way to view the world in a way a bird would. Just to have the wind blowing through my hair and to look down upon a beautiful scenery just sounds absolutely lovely. 
3. I love art from different eras and cultures. For me to have a chance to actually go and study and admire it from the place it originated seems like an incredible experience that I would love to have. 
4. The moon is such a beautiful site that the universe gave us that I just want to soak in and embrace it anyway I can. The stars hold stories in their placement in the sky that changes from culture to culture and I just want to learn about them all. 

Journal #3: Spoon

Journal Prompt #3

If I were an item in a kitchen, I would be a spoon. I would choose to be a spoon due to the fact that they can be very helpful and have many uses depending on what you need them for. I can be helpful depending on the situation at hand and how/where my help is needed. Also, spoons can handle loads of food by it’s bowl shape. When it comes to multitasking, schoolwork, or just life in general I can handle it pretty well while having equanimity and being relaxed, well most of the time. A spoon’s capabilities is underestimated, like how myself can be. It can be dangerous and threatening if used a certain way by certain people, but it throws people off that it could ever be considered something harmful through  it’s appearance. If someone pushes my buttons in a certain way to make me mad, I can become dangerous but no one will expect it due to my behavior and appearance of being friendly and sweet. I find it very amusing to see their reaction when they realize that I can’t be walked all over and how much they really underestimated me. Overall I think spoons don’t get as much credit and appreciation as they should. People don’t notice how useful a spoon is or can be for almost any situation.