Tonight dad came out to see how many pogo hops I could do on a pogo stick. 990 is my record. I did 990 when I came home from school today because nobody could play. Well, tonight I got 827 dad counted. I think that is a family record for us. I was going for the world record but I would have to beat 177,737 hops. maybe someday I’ll break it someday. You think?
She sat there staring me in the eye
She repeatedly asked me ” Why Claire, Why”
Her thoughts her ideas is what she would share
suddenly, she made me feel like I was repaired
I sat there smiling wondering how
Then I suddenly realized “Oh! Wow!”
She put her hand right on my heart
The I made a mistake that tore us apart
“Don’t worry Claire I’ll always be with you”
I looked at the sky wondering who?
I realized it was an angel I was talking to
I gazed at the sky and the heavens above
What flew down from the clouds was a small, white dove
There was an angel on my front porch
-Claire
” You’re being arrested for throwing away money!” yelled the mean voice.
” What are you taking about? I didn’t throw away ANY money.” I panicked
” Than check out the trash can yourself!”
“Ummmm, okay.” I dried off and put on my slippers and robe. I poked my head out the door. One of the obese officers grabbed the collar and yanked me out.
” See, this nickel was in your trash.”
” How do I know you didn’t just put it in there?”
“Uhhhh, we’re not that stupid. Actually…… I thought
“Now come along you’re going to court. “They shouted yanking my hands behind my back handcuffing them. My brother stood at the door sliding one finger across another representing shame.
“*Sniff* How could you throw away that nickel!” My mother wailed. My dad covered his arms around her.
“Uhhhhhhh, you know I could easily slip my hands out of these handcuffs and escape.” I pointed out.
” Stop being all smartellicky. You money thrower away………er!” commanded a policeman. I wiped off the spit he spat on me.
” Mr. and Mrs. Doze you need to get in some fancy clothes and come to court to be our witnesses.” commanded another policeman. He marched himself back to the car squeezing himself into the front as I sat alone in the back. Well, it was roomy- anyway,
” Uh, do guys have any doughnuts or somethin’?” I asked
” No, if we did we wouldn’t give you any.” yelled one of the policemen, ” besides you should get used to be starving once you end up in jail when we get to court.” I swallowed hard with fear.
Look at me
What do you see?
Nothing but someone who’s ugly, awful
Inside and outside
When I look at myself I see a broken mirror is all of me
Getting into peer pressure
Trying to be cool
Bags are stained under my eyes
Stomach sores hurt
Redness around my wrists from handcuffs
My old friend and my family don’t trust me.
Covered in bruises from head to toe
Throwing up in my private room, the bathroom
Sneaking out to go to parties
Gulping down bottles of pills to calm my thoughts
Being a hateful person
Nearly killing myself as I drink and drive
Skipping school to fight other gangs
My life is bad
Get some GOOD advice from me
Have a life that’s good
Like how mine use to be.
-CC
” You are proven guilty!” shouted the judge with the curly white wig slamming down his hammer on his GIANT desk.
“What I’m only ten! It was only a nickel! Noooooooooo!” I cried as I was being dragged back by 2 strong guards. maybe I should start from the beginning.
It finally came that day when I decided to clean up my MESS of a room after my mom asked me to clean it up for the past 3 months. Well, I decided to start to organize my closet. Boy, I never knew it was this messy. i thought.
“Here is my purple shirt I was looking for in the third grade.” I said surprised.
Hours later I finished. the I moved on to my floor which made me think all the junk was lava and my bed was the volcano. I mostly found paper work I was suppose to turn in months or even years ago.
At 7:30 I finally finished. I threw away all of the trash. Then, I took a relaxing bubble bath.
“BANG! BANG!”
“Open up this is the police that check peoples trash!” shouted a mean voice.
” Rob you dufus! Go away!” I shouted as I threw my shoe at the door.
“What did you say?! You know we have guns! OPEN UP!” They shouted again.
” Uh, first, in case you haven’t noticed but I’m in the bath tub. And second, why are you even here?”
Light chocolate,
Dark chocolate,
Metling in my mouth,
slowly chewing.
Making it last.
Oh no!
It’s gone!
Running to the store,
with coins in my pocket.
Which one? 
6 cents, 7 cents, 8 cents, or 9?
Oooh Hershey’s,
Snatch it in my hand
slam it down,
pull out my money,
and run home,
Mmmm Chocolate!
Milky, creamy, chocolate.
Put the rest in my pocket,
Save some for later.
Hello everybody. You know I’m not happy. Oh, my name is Sandra Melon. (Sigh) I’m verrry upset! Well I should tell you about my ROUGH day.
I have a teaching job. It’s at Lemon Middle school. It’s voted, “School with the most worn out teachers by rough students” school. I had the WORST class. Well, as I came in the room that morning. It was obvious all the students were screaming, yelling, and bouncing of the walls. Literally! As I sat down in my Wood chair. I remembered I forgot something! So as I got up my chair was stuck to me! Oh, great not the old honey trick! I thought. ” Mary Apple! Please come up here this instant!” I yelled. As a reaply from her I got in airplane stuck in my hair with thick crafts glue stuck to it. Oh, my stars! Is what your thinking. Yeah thats what I said! At 11:12 I entered the room. And……SPLAT! There was a gym shoe covered with slim. Fell from the ceiling! Before I left the room i called a teacher to watch the students. A few hours I came back. Ms. French Fry came out covered in spit balls! The day continued awful! When I went home I got in the tub and I scrunched up with fright thinking about how awful those students are! When I was done with my warm bath. I combed my hair. Well, I tried with all that glue and slim in my hair. Then I went to go to sleep in my soft bed. And I thought….I need a hug!
Back Front
When I was on the ship I saw a lady named Megan braiding peoples hair. So I said, ” When I get home I might test that on my barbie!”
So when I got home I got the barbie head and detangled her hair, got some beads, and started braiding her hair. Would you like your hair braided? Just tell Claire.
Now playing: Changes by Butterfly Boucher & David Bowie
Now playing: Holding Out For A Hero by Jennifer Saunders
Right now it’s late I’m laying in my bed and I’m board but not tired. So I had an idea! I’ll pull out my “Fashion Designing” book! Well, I made this really cute dress it has little colorful poka dots. The back round was white and were the abdomen was there was a pink ribbon to tie in the back d and it’s flowey at the bottom. Kelly’s my model so is my mom. Kelly most likely will be the first one to wear it.
