Divorce

Last week I overheard my parents arguing about something. At first I just thought it was an argument but as time went on they got more aggressive. I where just about to go to sleep when I heard something smashing, I then got out of the bed and walked into the living room and asked my mom and dad what happened they just told me that my mom unfortunately smashed a vase but I didn’t say anything about the argument and just went to bed again.
 The next day after school when I came home I found my mom crying in the hallway I started asking why she was crying she just said that dad would properly not be with us anymore and then it hit me that my mom and dad is getting a divorce why have I been that stupid of course they are getting one the arguing and mom smashing my dad’s favourite vase how could I have been so stupid. Then for a long time nothing happened my dad came back but nothing happened no yelling at each other, no arguing, everything went on just as if nothing happened but I couldn’t be happy knowing that they could come into my room any minute and tell me that they were getting a divorce. All of it was so bad that I couldn’t focus in school. Every test I got an F when I am used to getting straight B´s.
Then it just came to me, I know someone that knows how it is to have parents that have gotten a divorce I can just ask him how it is after school. I confronted him and asked how I can get through my parents’ divorce he only had one piece of advice for it and that was to ask my parents if they were getting a divorce. Just when he where gone I knew exactly why I was so afraid of it I didn’t know if they were getting a divorce. All the time I had waited for them to tell me that they were getting one, so I decided to ask them when I got home. But, when I came home no one were home, they were probably out buying groceries so I waited on them but they didn´t come home and it became dark and suddenly I heard a car door close. I heard the door knop twitching and in came my parents, at first I where happy to see them but I quickly got a serious look on my face and then the question were out. At first they thought I was joking but then they looked at me and knew that I was serious, they then asked me why I was asking that question. Then I told them everything down to the last detail, and then they told me their part of the story. The reason why they were arguing was that when my dad came home he told my mom that he might have brain cancer but my mom didn´t believe him so she got really angry and began yelling at him. Then he began yelling and then my mom threw the vase in anger, but as it turned out it wasn’t my dad that had gotten brain cancer, it was a patient with the same last name as him. So everything where ok nothing bad had happened to my dad also my mom and dad didn’t get a divorce it was all just me that had jumped to conclusions to early.

The Treasured Tsunami

What is happiness? How do you get the key to life? If you ask me, being self-centered is the answer. People don’t like me, because I am self-centered. Why can't I have the permission to like myself?

It was a lovely summer day, and I was pumping for the girls. Mom and Dad came home, and told me that we were going on a holiday to France with their two friends. I told them it sucked. Why would I go to France with my parents...Well, because they had a daughter. She was 15 years old, and her name was Ave Maria. The name said it all. We quickly pack our bags, and in the blink of an eye, we were hitting the road for France. When we got there, we drove pass the beach, and it simply looked amazing. The beach was huge, and the content of humans was smaller than back home. The weather was fabulous, and it was really hot. It wasn’t long, before the evening covered up the country. Ave Maria talked a lot to me, and she seemed to like me. But she wasn’t going to pull the strings, therefore I asked if we could go the beach ALONE, so she could see the astonishing body of Benjamin. And for the first time in my lonely life, this one girl actually didn’t care about me being happy for myself. She just gave me that Ave-alike grin that she had. We were bathing, and the sunset was lying perfectly low. The shining of the sun sharpened her and everything else became blurred, and for the first time in my life, anything else than myself was centered around her. She was like an angel, when she waved her hair in slow-motion.. Suddenly, I saw the waves waving the other way. I knew what was about to happen. Out of the blue, I shouted ‘’RUN!’’. At first she didn’t understand, but we ran. I told her to call her parents. They simply had to prepare the automobile, otherwise we wouldn't be able to make it. So she did and we ran. If you haven’t figured out already it was a tsunami, just about to re-make us into fossils. We ran, and ran and ran and ran, faster and faster, instincts were drawing out into every single gene that we had. She stumbled, and her leg was totally busted. She was crying, because she couldn’t walk. She said that I should go without her. And I was wondering… Should I live to fight another day? Or should I die to become a fossil today? But my feelings for her overran me, and I took her up on my shoulders, bellowed like Tarzan and I ran faster than ever before. I could almost feel the tsunami blow me in the neck, and I saw the car. They were ready, and off we were! We drove like Hell was haunting us! We could hear buildings crash, and we witnessed the crying and wailing of all the innocents. The helpless. The children. I felt blessed… Not only did we survive, but I helped another human-being. I saved a life.

 Speaking of surviving, the tsunami closed in! My mother passed out. So did Ave Maria. We spotted a hill, which seemed to be big enough to overcome the tsunami. We drove up, and when we stood out, the tsunami banged on the hill so hard that we all fell. It was bad. When I got up I helped my mother. She wasn't doing so well. Then I walked to the edge. I looked down on the worst thing in my life. For the first time in my life I shed a tear on the ways of other people, who wasn’t familiar to me. Anyway, as we stood on the hilltop the water of the tsunami had surrounded us. Nevertheless, we waited for the some of the water to dry on one side of the hill. We finally crossed the low-laying water. Home Sweet Home. My life changed since that day. I was happy in another way than usually. Ave Maria was stunned and staggered. When I tried to comfort her, she punched me in the face, kicked me in the nuts, gave me a nipple-twister, but I just asked ‘’Will you marry me Ave Maria?’’ She said yes. Time grew fast and I became a biologist, and she became a geologist. The adventure of my life had just begun.

And here I am, 105 years old. Since that day, it was meant to be me and her. Who would have thought that a tsunami would treasure me? We got married in the age of 15. We have been married for 90 years now. Now, what I wanted to tell with this story is that you must not be afraid to be glad of yourself or being yourself. No matter what people say, you’ve got to be happy. It’s sure better than hating yourself, thinking you’re fat or ugly. Though, if you're able to be a sympathetic human, even though, you are self-centered then you’re in possession of a respectable virtue. But in the end, there will be one person who loves you just the way you are. I mean look at me now. I’ve had my granite wedding, and I am still the happiest person in the universe. The adventure of my life still wages on.

‘’When I was 5 years old my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.’’   -John Lennon

                                                                                                                           

 Benjamin Aakjær

M- maybe it isn't ment to be
O- over yet, a
V- very wise man once told me
E- everything will be okay in the end, if not it isn't the end.

Death

Rich

Angry

Money

Away from family

James and Sarah

James and Sarah

Oh no, it was 7.30 am and school started in half an hour. I didn't looked forward to it. It wasn't because I don't like school. It's just the people in it. Especially a really mean girl called Sarah. She can't leave me alone. She says mean things to me all the time. But the thing is that she used to be sweet, before she got popular. Even though she is mean to me, I still like her.

I packed my things and got ready for the bus and 20 minutes later I was in the school. All of sudden I felt a hand on my back and then I was laying on the ground. My glasses broke. I turned around and saw Sarah's face smiling at me, while she said: "Watch out star wars freak". All the other students laughed. I picked up my glasses and ran to the bathroom. I couldn't see anything, but I hadsome tape in my backpack. I fixed them and walked into my classroom. All my fellow students went totally quiet when I walked in. Until Sarah said: "Look there goes the ugly little freak". All her friends were like "Haha, EW, nasty, hate him, freak" and so on. I've just found my chair and sat down. We were about to have physics. I like physics and I actually like my lab partner. She is very sweet and a bit like myself. But today were going to have new partners. I prayed to God that it wouldn't be any of Sarah's friends, they are so mean. Our teacher came into the classroom. "Hallo class, ready for some physics, huh? As you know we're going to have new partners today. I'm justgoing to say who's with who and you stand together at your table." My teacher (Mrs. Jungle.) said the different partners but I didn't really listen until she said my name. "And James...you are with....Sarah". My heart stopped. Why me? Sarah hates me and she is properly going to make me feel bad. I looked over at Sarah's table and she stared at me like I was dead or like she would kill me. I tried to smile at her but she just continued her evil stare. She slowly walked over to our table. She sat down and faced me. "Look little star wars gamer. You may only speak to me when we are here and it is only about our topic. And you better make you best, I need good grades in this." I just said a small yes and looked away. We started and it was the longest hour in my life. Sarah made me do all the work and she just sad on her phone. When the bell ringed I couldn't even say a word before she was gone. The day after in physics, Sarah was actually really nice. That was weird because she used to hate me. But she ran away again when the class ended. A week later Sarah and I were at her place, because of homework. I did it all. I was really confused because she had acted really strange lately. Sometimes she was nice to me, sometimes she wasn't.

Suddenly Sarah said: "Can I ask something?".

I just replied "Of course." She look really upset.

"I think, I'm starting to like you." She said.

I was really surprised and couldn't believe it.

"Are you joking?" I asked. She just said no.

It was really weird.

I just said: "I like you too"

She smiled. She was pretty.

It was really awkward in a few minutes.

But then she said: "What do we do?"

I replied: "Don't know. What do you think?"

Sarah said: "I don't care what other people say. I think we should be together."

I was really surprised but happy. So I said: "Let's do it officially on Facebook?"

Sarah smiled and said: "Yes let's do it"

So we did but Sarah got a lot mean messages. All the comments on Facebook were not sweet. But Sarah just said "Fuck it" And shut her computer down. Sarah and I are together now and that's our story.

     Christine 8.B.

I P H O N E

Incredible design
Perfect communication
Handy
Obviously popular
No difficulty
Extremely expensive


Written by Lena

Losing my mind
Only you
Valentine's Day
Eating strawberry

With guns
And hoodies we will
Rebuild America

Girl Trouble

I recently found out, that It's a good thing not to give up hope and keep chasing your dreams, because eventually you will catch it.

It was a regular school day, the bell just rang out from last class. I was walking home with Simon and Carl, as I did every day. When I came home, the first thing I saw was my dad sitting in his chair, as he did every day, I was on the way up to my room, when I heard my dad' voice calling from the living room "RICK", I walked back into the living room and asks "What", "I need you to grab some things from the store around the corner" he say as he puts a little piece of paper in my hand. When I arrived at the store I quickly found the things I needed, but just in the moment I had given the store clerk the moneys, she came through the door to the store. It was Amanda from school, a girl I had had a crush on for several years now, I quickly looked the other way and grabbed the things I had bought, and rushed through the door, and ran the rest of the way home as fast as I could. When I came home, I gave the things I had bought, to my dad and rushed up to my room. Soon I would go to bed, but I had to finish my homework and help my dad in bed, but when I was done with that, I went to bed. When I woke up the next day, I actually got up early, because I couldn't sleep, I just laid in my bed and thought about what happened the day before. I couldn't get her out of my head, her name and face were printed in my mind. It felt like she was the only thing in my head and the fact that I saw her in the store yesterday didn't help on it.  Somehow I managed to get through the day and make it through a test in the math lesson. When I got home, I walked straight up to my room, I threw my bag at the floor and decided to, go to bed early that day, I just couldn't get her out of my head and I didn't want to be awake and just staring at nothing and thinking about her. The following day I didn't want to get out of bed, but I had to, because we had a big biology assignment, I'm pretty good at biology, so that wasn't the problem, the problem was that my partner was Amanda and I couldn't say a word when I was together with her. After a half hours work or something like that, I had broke the ice with some bad jokes and we started talking and it seemed like she finally had noticed me and it was just uphill from that point, we started seeing each other outside school, mostly at her place, because my dad didn't like when I brought friends home. Not a long time after we started seeing each other outside school, we became a couple, and I was happy as never before.            

Awada Kedawra

Apes

Will

Always

Die

Alongside one another

Kitchens

Eat

Danish

Agents

With

Realistic

Almonds

When love goes wrong

When love goes wrong

Only one day it took to turn everything upside down. It was Monday morning and it was a normal day like any else – at least I thought so. I was supposed to decide my cloth and stuff but unexpectedly my parents shouting interrupted me. Slowly I went downstairs and I was carefully overhearing them arguing like I used to do when they were just talking. I was leaned against the doorframe but while listening I foolishly banged my head in the doorframe. “What was that?” my mom anxiously whispered to my dad. “It’s… it’s just me,” I said and took a step forward. My parents were starring at me. Awkward silence settled over the house. I could see the guilty conscience in their starring eyes but I didn’t say anything. I ran upstairs and tears came to my eyes.

In tears I called my best friend Toby and told him about the argument I had overheard. Toby said that I should come over to talk about it. So I went downstairs without looking at my parents at all. I took my shoes on and I quickly went over to Toby. His words and embracing arms were consoling me a lot. I enjoyed it more than everything else. I couldn’t blank my feelings out. I was totally in love with him and I thought he felt the same way as me. I looked at him with a sparkle in my eye. I slowly learned toward him and crossed his lips, but I shouldn’t have done that. He pulled away from me and got a bit anger in his face. He just sat there gazing out the window. “Why Spencer? I thought we were just friends? I think you should go now… we should go our separate ways for a while”. I couldn’t believe it. He just put an end to our relation and friendship. He didn’t say it outright but I could hear that he was alluding to it. My eyes were filling up with tears. I ran as fast as I could home. My parents were standing in the open doorway. When we got inside my parents told we that they had something that they wanted me to know. We all sat down in the couch and then they started talking. First my mom said something about that they didn’t wanted to hurt me and it wasn't my fault. But then my father got very angry and said that she should stop making excuses and then he said your mom and I are getting a divorce.

When my parents got divorced and I honestly wanted to go live with my mom but my parents didn’t agree so I unwillingly ended up living with my father instead. Toby and me aren't friends anymore but I still have dreams about him.

Written by Lena

Friends

Friends

My dad is the drug mastermind, and my mom loves money. My dad has a lot of money, that’s the only reason my mom is staying with him. I have a lot of money too that’s the reason I am the most popular kid in the school.

But I don’t want so much money I don’t want all these friends, I know the most of them only are friends with me because I have so much money. But I will figure out who of them there is the real friends, and I will do all to get the real friends visible. I will start with my mother, I need to get my dad to understand that my mother only loves him because he has money. I nervously walked up to my dad, and there he was standing in his black t-shirt and blue jeans. “Dad I got to show you something…” I said “What is the problem my son?”  I slowly took mum´s phone out of my left pocket, and showed him the texts from mum´s phone, I couldn´t even believe the texts myself. But there they were standing on that little phone screen.

Hi Dan I had an amazing time last night, I would like to see you tomorrow Love Jane.

My dad was just looking at the small screen totally shocked.
“Why did you show me this, son?” He asked quiet. “Because I wanted you to know, that mom only stays with you because of youre money, and she dosent really love you anymore” I said. My dad was totally quiet, you could tell by the look in his eyes that he was broken. “I will just go out for a minut, I got stuff to do and money to earn.” He said cold and walked out of the door. I didn’t know what to do or fell. But I thought that I had to finish the mission I was started on.

The next day I walked down town. I had a big hoodie on, perfect to go for a little “shopping”. I walked into the store with clothes for men. I took 2 t-shirts under my hoodie and a pair of shoes in my pants. A guy from the store saw me and got over to me and told me I needed to stop that and go with him. I began running out but was stopped by 2 policemen and I was grabbed and followed into a little room.

Some days after the crime I had made, I was going to the court. I came in and saw that my dad was there. I smiled, and realized how much he really ment to me. When I got longer in to the place where we should sit, I saw my five best friends sitting there. They smiled to me all but they also looked very nervous. At first I was scared, bit when I saw them, sitting there, just smiling to me, like everything was going to be okay, all that disappeared. They all called me innocent, but after all, I got to prison for a year.

I was so lonely, but the thought of my friend saved me. The day I came out, they all stood there. Like we saw each other yesterday, they just stood there and smiled to me again. They where the real friends. And they still are.

Poem.

Wiggly
Organism
Rotate
Lengthily
Dramatically 

Poem.

Wiggly
Organism
Rotate
Lengthily
Dramatically 

F R I E N D S

F RIENDLY
R EASONABLE (or sometimes anyway)
I NTERESTING
E NTERTAINING
N UTTY
D ETERMINED
S UPPORTIVE

written by
Mathilde xx

Poem

F RIENDLY
R EAL
I MPORTANT
E XCLUSIVE
N UTTY
D AZZLING
S TRONG
H ELPFUL
I NCREDIBLE
P OWERFUL 

Poem

F RIENDLY
R ELIABLE
I DYLLIC
E NCOURAGING
N ICE
D ELIGHTFUL
S UPPORTIVE
H EARTNING
I MPORTANT
P OSITIVE

Stiles poem

Dream big
Ohio is the city
Never bully anyone
Talk nicely

Jerks are bad
Us against the world
Don't be mean
Go away
English is my favorite class


                                                           

Depression.

The world was black. Painted by the devil himself. Nothing made sence anymore. No meaning. A timeless hole, which had swallowed the light and all the happyness. Every thing was like a closet boks, which I couldn't ekscape from. My mind was blind.

*

Outside it was a warm and wonderful sommerday. Lot of students were spending the time on the felt. Some were relaxing, some were studding and a group were having funny playing football. I laid under a huge chestnut tree. Things had change the past few days. Before the accident all was fine. I was doing good in school. I had fine grates in almost every subject. I was quite popular among friends as well as the teachers, and my social network scatted to the A class. My life was great. Things were perfect and it seemed like nothing could go wrong, but it did...

*

The last few hours, days, weeks had been... awful. The world was shrouded in darkness. Cold deadly darkness. I keept replaying the accident over and over again. Especially two sec was stocked in my head. Only two seconds difference, and Jack maybe wouldn't be dead. The oncoming driver, with too much light on and at too high speed. The tree, which I couldn't avoid. And the sight of Jack's face covered in blod, peacefully resting under the windscreen... I threw away the tought. I couldn't handle it anymore. I needed to get away. Anywhere. I didn't care anymore! The whole situation scared me. My spirit was empty, without joy of love. I became afraid of socialiseing with other people. Tardily, I started avoiding the other students. The condition at home didn't help me eighter. My mother died short after my birth, and… yeah, my dad have had an alcohol problem ever since… That made my life hard, but I have learned to fend for myself, unfortunately. All day, I came home to an empty house. In the beginning it was extremely exhausting. The housekeeping, which used to belong my mother, I now had the full responsibility for. Making dinner, washing the cloths and clearing became a part of my daily routine. I had to take care of my dad, who also were started to see things, that weren’t there… I became both the man and woman in the house. I cound't  handle the responsibility and the sorrows at the same time. I just couldn't. At this point I was on the edge to suicide...

*

Something moved at my left side. It took me a moment to react. It was a girl. She was beautiful. Her white dress laid dreamlike on her brown and tanned skin. It wasn't so often you saw a student in a dress. Especially not a white. But it wasn't the dress, that catch my attention, neither her long black curly hair or the pretty face, which was like it was taken from a magazine. What surprised me was her posture, her charm. She had the most straight and the most proud posture I had ever seen. It was so proud, that it were on the edge to arrogance. There she stood. So regally. She sat herself next to me and started talking, cautiously. Her voice. Oh so wonderful. As the conversion slowly moved forward a little flimsy light turned on inside me. Penetrated the shadowy, witch had devoured me since the accident. For the first time in weeks, I saw clearly and a little bit brighter. The girl had opened my eyes a bit, and I saw hope.      

My way to a happy life

I, Cathrine, was an only child and 15 years old. My parents and I lived in Seattle, USA.

I attended in a high school called Garfield High School. I really liked the school, probably because of all my friends, my general well-being, and my actually very good grades. I was one of those popular girls, perhaps because I was a “rich-kid” at my school. Okay, maybe I was a little snobbish? I surely had a lot of self-confidence. All in all I was having a great time.

My father had a profitable job in the city of Seattle. He actually owned a company. I think that was the main reason why I was so popular. My mother had a half-time job in a small store on the other site of the street. She was not very well paid, but at this time it was okay because of my father and his job.

Sometimes my father was a little hard to figure out, probably because of his demanding job. I did not see him particularly often, and I felt that the “hard-to-figure-out”-thing was only getting worse. Maybe he had a little stress? Actually I did not take notice of it, until suddenly…

My father died of a blood clot in his brain, and that changed the lives of me and my mother, which I never thought could happen, especially not for me, because why me?
After my father’s death, I got very depressed. I knew that I was not the only one in the world who had lost my father, so I did not ask for help, which was actually what I needed at the time. It was difficult for me to manage my homework, so I got worse grades. Besides, I found out I had exploited my father’s earnings to get friends. I lost them too; they were clearly only after the money, which did not make me feel better. I had a sense of guilt and would never be able to tell my father. It was a terrible feeling.

A couple of years later, in my 18s, my mother and I lived together on a significantly lower expenditure. At that time, I realized how spoiled I really was at the age of 15. However, quite soon after my father died, my mother got a better job and began to make more money.

At the University of Seattle, were I studied literature, I met some new people, and two of them became my boyfriend and best girl friend. I never tried to impress any of them with money or expensive things. Therefore, I knew that they liked me just the way I was, and did not want to be with me for any other reason than love or friendship. Today I understand better what life is all about. 

Sarah and James

It´s 06.30 am and I should probably get up and put on some makeup. When I put on my makeup I´m so hot. I can´t wait to come to school so all people can see me. I’m not selfish, I just know that I look good and people like me.

I can’t wait to make fun of James.  I´m packing my stuff and then I drive to school.

When I get out of my car I see James walking into school. When I pass him I push him so he falls and breaks his glasses. Before I walk away I shout “watch out Star Wars freak” and all the other students are laughing. I walk into the classroom and sit with my friends. Two minutes later James walks into the classroom.

I say “look there goes the ugly little freak” and all my friend is like, HAHAHAHA!!

The teacher comes in and starts talking, but I´m not listening to what she says.

Suddenly she says “James you are working with Sarah”

Oh fuck!! This is the worst thing that could happen. I don’t want to be working with James. I trying to look as mean as possible so he know that I don’t want this. He´s trying to smile at me and I just think, don’t smile at me!!

I take a deep breath and walk to his table.  “look little Star Wars gamer, you may not speak to me unless we are in class and only about  our topic. You better make your best because I need good grades in this”. James looks up, says a very silent yes and looks away. We begin working but I get bored very quickly so I get my phone and start texting.

The bell rings, I get up and run away.

The next day.

The next day in physics I look into James´ eyes, they are very pretty. I start to talk to him, because Ihave never  seen into his eyes before. He is really nice but I can´t say that to my friends, they will just think that I´m a looser. So when the bell rings I run away.

Five day’s later.

Me and James goes home to my place. James does all the work while I´m just laying on my bed.

I´m beginning to think that I’m in love with James. If we´re together all my friends will think that I´m a looser. I don’t want to be a looser but what can I do, I´m in love with him.

I look at him and says “James can I ask you something?”

James just said “of course”

“I think I´m beginning to like you”

James looks really surprised and says “are you joking?”

“No of course I’m not joking”

“I like you too”

I smile and think wauw after all I have done to you.

It´s really awkward in the next few minutes.

I pull myself together and ask “what do we do?”

“I don’t know, what do you think?”

“I don’t care what other people says, I think we should we shall be together”

We kiss and James says “let´s do it officially on Facebook”

“Yes let´s do that”

There´s a lot of mean and not very sweet comments about it on Facebook.

But I just say “fuck it” and I lock down my computer.

Me and James are together now, and this is our story.  

 Liza 8.B 

My Chickensoup story

Chickensoup - Don’t do drugs

 

One day at a party, I think I saw a cake which looked like a dog, but I just think, I was a bit drunk. Until I later saw pictures on Facebook of me eating it, in the kitchen, it was the birthday girl’s, who hold the party, cake which looked like her dog. The day before I had fun but now, I didn’t care. After that day I were not allowed to come to Liz’s house again, but I didn’t care, I didn’t even know her until a day, where she became my girlfriend. Liz was another person at the time, I got know her, she was not the girl who liked puppies and horses, but heavy metal and black clothes with spikes on was her favorite things, and then parties, and drugs. We went to a lot of parties together and I began doing drugs too. At the start I didn’t like it, but I got used to it. At a party at one of my friend’s house, Liz got kicked from the party, because my friend didn’t want any drugs. She sat outside freezing, and had a drink with in her hand. She was still doing drugs while she was waiting for the bus, I sat with her for a couple hours, until the bus came. When she got home, she called me, and I answered, but it was not my girlfriend who rang from the phone, but her mother. She told me that Liz had been admitted to the hospital, because of an overdose of drugs. I ran as fast, as I could to the nearby bus, and I was lucky, I would come in ten minutes. Soon I was at the Hospital, and when I came there was so happy, just because it came 2 minutes before time. When I finally got there, Liz was moved to the emergency area of the hospital. She was unconscious, after 3 hours of coma, the doctors said that Liz were dead and there was nothing to do. Happily we wasn’t so close to each other. After the burial, I stopped seeing Liz’s family and I began being more home with my family. Honestly I didn’t see liz´s family anymore and didn’t care that much. Anyway, I stopped drugs and I became better at school, lived a better life.

 

Written by Jakob 8.B.

Does money sometimes make your popular?

Does money sometimes make your popular?

It´s a beautiful day, today. I have got my pocket money from my parents, and all is just perfect. So I´m now ready to have fun with my friends. My best friends is Kim and Benjamin. They´re are both 15 years old. I´m also 15 years old and my name is Sebastian.

It´s Friday morning, and today I shall make a presentation to the whole of my class. Whenever I stay in front and get attention, I feel good, but I hate to make a presentation in the front of my class. The reason for I hate to make a presentation in the front of my class, is amongst other things a sweet and beautiful girl, named Laura, whom is going in my class. After school, I go with my best friends. We all went home together. Then we came home, my parents were arguing in the kitchen. “FUCK YOU!!”, scream my mother. My father answered, “I´m really sorry baby! However, I could not stand up against! I´m really really sorry!” After my father sad that, my mother was slipped out of ours house. I screamed, “NOOO mother! Please came back!!” Nevertheless, she didn´t came back… My friends was also gone. Right now it´s only my father and me, who stay back in ours house. 

After that day, I have not seen my mother. I have neither seen my friends, but the most important thing is, I have lost all my money. My mother took them all. I´m nervous and scared. What shall I do right now? I have lost all my money, and my friends would not acknowledge me. There is only one thing, that is going good, and that is, I have talked with Laura the last couple of days. I asked her recently if she wanted to go on a date with me, honestly I did not believe it, but luckily she said ´´Yes´´. We agreed to meet on Wednesday after school.

It´s Wednesday, and later that day I shall on a date with Laura. Now it finally that day, I have be waiting for in the last ten years. However, before I shall on a date with Laura, shall we first in school. The time toll and now we have free. Laura and I walk down to the middle of the city. We shall in the great cinema. We shall see the new movie “ The Hobbit”. It´s a great movie, but I concentrat me just about kissing her. It feels like I soar, it´s a fantastic feeling. 

After that fantastic day, I have got a girlfriend, yes exactly, Laura. We have it heavenly, when we being together. So maybe make money your popular for somebody, but there´s also people, who like you like you´re!  
                                                      Written by Victor Buur Hansen.

 Jack and Karina

Jack sides in the classroom, he had Christianity and he had it. It was so boring that he began to think about the first time he took coke. It was a late Saturday night and he was over whit he´s friend. He´s friend, Nathan have tried it many times but jack haven´t. Nathan´s parents was not at home so Nathan have invited jack too come and play computer. They get a little bit drunk and Nathan ask jack “do you want to try to take coke, it is very funny”. It was that night jack began to take coke and be drunk every weekend. He´s parents did not know anything about that he´s had planned a party in the weekend where they not was at home. When there was break invited jack and Nathan all theirs friends to the party. It was today that jacks parents should over to some friends so now was a great time to make a party. At seven, a clock began the first guest to get in of the door. Jack and Nathan have invited 20 people to the party. When the clock was eight was there more than 40 people and all was very drunk. They have also invited Karina to the party but they have not seen her. Karina was the most beautiful girl on the school or it was jack´s view. Jack looked forward to that she should come and maybe could they be drunk together. Jack was very in love with Karina but he was so bashful that he don´t can talk to her. He think if they got a little bit drunk, so they maybe can talk a bid together. Suddenly came Karina through the door and jack get very happy because she came. Jack walk over to the door and said hey too Karina. They go over and make some drinks together, the first long time talk they not together but when they get a bid drunk began they to talk about theirs interest. They drink many shots and get very very very drunk, jack ask Karina “have you tried to take coke. Karina said “no but i want to tried it do you have some coke”. Jack said “no but my friend Nathan have some coke”. Jack walked over to Nathan and ask, “do you have some coke”. Nathan said “yes but I think that we should wait to the guest go home”. One hour later was all the guest walked home but Nathan said that he was too tired to take coke so he gave jack the coke and walked home. Jack was very happy because that he was alone whit Karina. They walked into Jacks room and jack explained how to take coke. Jack start so Karina could see how to do it. Then it was Karina´s turn, thirty second later lay she on the floor and jack could no feel hers heart rate. Jack feel that it was his fault and he hate himself so much that he walked down to the train tracks and commit suicide.          

The worst plan of my life, for now

Divorce, just a word right? Well, I thought so too, but it is not like that, definitely not.
  My name is John Detroit and I am 14 years old. I live in a small city named Iowa, Osceola. I live on a farm with my parents, Julia and Simon. Yeah, you guessed right, I am the only child in my family, which is okay, despite you, do not have social skills, which sucks when you go to school. I hate school. Now do not get me wrong I like THE SCHOOL, but I hate everyone in school. The last part is wrong. I do not hate everyone, only the bully’s. Which brings me to my next topic: I was bullied, by the bully’s of course, not a big deal, but it hurts.
One day, my day went from bad to shit. I thought it was a regular day, but it was far from that.
 My mom and dad we´re sitting in the couch and they looked like they were expecting me. My mom pointed at the red chair, and I just walked to the chair as usually and thought it just was another family crisis meeting, but it was not. I looked at my dad and said; "Sooooo what's up" I was expecting my dad to reply: "The ceiling", but he did not answer. My mom quickly replied:” John we love you so much". My dad continued:" In fact you are one of those, kids every parent wish for" and my mom finished:" but dad and I... are not made for each other, and we are getting a divorce in 3 weeks. I stood up and began walking to my room. That day was the worst day in my life, for now. The next day at school was actually quite good. Mainly because the worst bully of them all did not show up. His name was Chad, he was a new kid in town, but he is known to be a trouble kid. Which did not really bother to begin with, but he turned out to be a much tougher, than I thought. However, Chad showed up the next day, and bullied me as usual. 
The day I thought, I came up with the best plan in my life, for now.
Friday 8:30 am, 10 minutes before the first class of the day, and my plan began. I walked up to shy Billy and began saying words like: ‘’ you remind me of the garbage truck I saw yesterday’’ Shy Billy began crying and the plan had succeeded. Chad accepted my now. I was not being bullied, I was a bully. Shy Billy, was just the first of many victims. It felt great and bad at the same time.
2 weeks of bullying. A new kid joined my school. His name was Carlos; he had brown hair and looked annoying. However, he seemed strong and powerful. But for some odd reason he did not show any of his power and strength, but I knew he had the. One day after physical education   Carlos said to: ‘’I know you are a different person inside, deep inside.’’ - And he was right. He knew it all along. I was just a silly actor, but I could not stop now, Chad believed in me. Chad thought I was stronger than Carlos was. Friday 8:30 am, 10 minutes before the first class of the day. I was standing in front of Carlos. I was scared and speechless. Chad was impatient. Chad began calling me a loser, chicken and an only child. I quickly changed side. Now Carlos was standing behind me. Chad seemed scared for the first time, and he walked away without saying a word. It was a priceless felling to see Chad running away, like a chicken. Carlos looked at me and said: ‘’ Pfft that was easier than I thought.’’ We looked at each other and began smiling, and that is the end of my nearly perfect life story.
 There is one thing I realized that day, and that was that I would never be perfect, no matter how much I try.

1. Asger 8.b

Lucky me

I am lying down in my hospital bed. I think of all the things I had in my life. I have always taken the things in my life as an obvious.My lovely family, all my good friends and all the people who looked up to me. Because I was a boy, everyone liked and wanted to be. Actually, I had never thought about that I had everything I needed. I had just taken it for granted, and I regret it now. Now,I’m not sure that my life would be as it was before. I’m not even sure that I will be able to walk again. If this just never had happened.

I was on my way home from school on my new bike. It was raining a lot, so I was driving as fast as I could, because I would hurry home. Then the time came where I should turn the corner, and I was in my own thoughts, so I drove faster and faster. But just as I turned the corner, a car was coming right in my direction. I had not even time to react to the situation. Suddenly, everything was black.

After two days in coma, I woke up. Now I could feel pain all over my body. I looked around in the room I was lying in, and now I wasn’t in doubt that I was at the hospital. Later a doctor explained to me that I had been out for an accident. When I had turned the corner, a car had ran over me. The accident was very bad, theycouldn’t say if my back was broken yet, but they were almost sure that it was. Then the doctor said that they would do everything they could for me, so I could get a comparative normal life againeven if my back was broken. The only word I heard he said wascomparative. A comparative normal life again. Couldn’t I get a normal life again? A life as I had before? And that was the time I began thinking over my life. If I never will have a normal life again, how would it be then? Would my family still love me as much as they did before? Would my friends still be my friends? Would all the people who wanted to be me, still want that? What if I had to live the rest of my life as a disabled?                                                                                                           Someone is coming in to my room. I see my mom and dad. They look sad and scared. My mom hugs me. It’s difficult for me to hug her back, because it is still hurting all over my body when I move me. Everyone is quiet and I don’t know what to say. The only thing I wish for is to hug my mom and dad close. I am still thinking of why I haven’t enjoyed my life more than I had. Right now, I really want to be together with all my friends and family, and just tell them how thankful I am for them. But I can’t stop thinking the thought: What if they don’t want to be friends with me, if I can’t be able to live a normal life again. I had never exactly told them how good friends they are to me. What if they think I actuallydon’t care about them, and therefore they don’t want to be myfriend anymore? I’m really lost. Fortunately, my family still love me no matter what, and I’m really thankful for that.

Next day, the doctor is coming in to my room, he has a big smile on his face. This smile says it all, and he tells me that my back will be fine again, because the fracture is in a good place and the prognosis for full recovering is very good. In this moment I am really happy.

Written by Alma