Thursday, May 28, 2009

The Demons in my Head

This is a poem that I wrote just last night. It's about the hardships that the soldiers go through in Iraq. I don't want to make anyone upset by this poem. If you are, I'm truly sorry.

The demons are in my head.

The alcohol, burning as it goes down my throat.

The hallucinations are in front of me.

It’s how I cope with them. The demons of course.

I can’t help it.

I’ve seen things.

I’ve heard things.

I’ve done things.

I can’t stop it. They keep coming.

They will always be there.

I can’t hide it.

I’ve tried to get help.

It doesn’t work.

They’re too strong.

They’re not humans or ghosts.

They’re memories.

Of my time in Iraq.

And it’s hell.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Memorial Day Thoughts


First of all, I'm going to start of by saying: I have no school today! Okay, time to be more somber. Today's Memorial Day and that can mean a whole lot. It could be sad for some, and happy for others who are on vacation. But, for me, it was a time to be serious. Yesterday, on Sunday, my parents and I went to the Cemetery, where my mom's grandparents and step-dad are buried. I took a picture of these flags at an angle so I could see most of them. I didn't know my camera had a fast shutter speed until I looked under my BestShot selections. That's what I used to capture this pic because it was a little windy!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Multi-Cultural Week- Friday

I had to much stuff going on to write last night. For the last day of MCW, we had to wear a color that matched our team. I'm on HOME Team, so I could have worn red, my team color. But, each member on HOME Team had their own shirt to wear. We also had an assembly. It was the most funnest thing that I've ever seen or been to! There were singers from the High-School, the group called Celtic Nots, and a fellow student of mine and his teacher performed some Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu moves. It was amazing!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Multi-Cultural Week- Wednesday & Thursday

Forgot to write yesterday, I had too much homework. Yesterday for MCW, we had to wear something representing the state we live in. So, I wore my shirt that I got from Seattle. Today however, we had to wear our school colors. Gold and blue. I don't have any gold, so I just wore a yellow shirt and blue jeans!

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Multi-Cultural Week- Tuesday

Today for MCW, we had to wear red, white, and blue stuff. So I did. My shirt has a bird and the words "Forever Freedom" on it. And it has stars too!

Monday, May 11, 2009

Multi-Cultural Week- Monday

Yep, today was the start of Multi-Cultural Week. We had to color that sticky piece of paper with our nationality on it. I put the sticker on my shirt! As I wrote before, I'm Italian, so I used green, white, and red. Later today, my friends were saying that Irish is better than Italian, but what's funny is that one of them is more Italian than Irish, so he was dissing himself!

Friday, May 8, 2009

Multi-Cultural Week

Starting next Monday, my school is having a Multi-Cultural week. On Monday, in 1st period, everybody is going to get a piece of paper that is sticky. On that piece of paper, we have to color it with the flag colors that represents our culture. I'm Italian, so I would use the colors red, white, and green. I just don't know the order. And then on Friday of that week, we are going to have an assembly about all the different cultures and stuff. It's going to be fun!!!!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Review Time

Okay, be honest. I want you to truthfully tell me if you liked my story, The Goodbye Letter. I want constructive criticism. And if you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all!


P.s. Happy May 5th! CDM!

Monday, May 4, 2009

The Goodbye Letter: Part 6 (Last Part)

Aly heard a yawn behind her and turned to see Rosalie’s eyes open. She ran over to her sister. Aly didn’t know what to say, so she just put her hand in Rose’s. Tears were running down both of their faces. Aly was about to speak, when Dr. Gates came in with the food. He brought it over and set it on the table. Aly looked in the bag and saw most of her favorite foods. Aly started tearing into the food.

After what seemed like endless hours of eating, Aly settled back into the chair with a sigh. She closed her eyes, and asked Rosalie what had happened. Rosalie started telling Aly what had happened to her. Aly settled into the chair more comfortably, while Rose told her story. This is a story I’ll never forget, Aly told herself. And with that thought, she concentrated on emptying her mind and concentrated on letting Rosalie’s voice create a picture in her head.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

The Goodbye Letter: Part 5

When Aly came out of the bathroom, she went to her backpack and got out her favorite book and her iPod. She sat down on the chair beside Rosalie. Aly found one of her favorite bands, Metro Station, and started playing those songs. She soon found it hard to concentrate on her book. She put the book in the chair and started dancing. She was so engrossed in the song “Shake It”, that she didn’t hear Dr. Gates come in. The song ended and Aly heard clapping.

She whirled around so fast, she nearly fell. Aly saw Dr. Gates leaning up against the door with a big smile on his face. Aly turned her iPod off and put it in her backpack. Dr. Gates walked into the room and started checking Rosalie’s I.V’s. Aly had a question that was bugging her. “Dr. Gates, how long was I asleep?” Dr. Gates looked at Aly and chuckled. “Aly, you were asleep for two and a half days. You fell asleep late Friday night.” Aly did the math in her head. Her eyes bugged out. It all came out in rush.

“So, I fell asleep late Friday night, and slept for two and a half days. Oh no! It’s Monday afternoon! I have to get to school!” Aly started gathering her things. She felt Dr. Gates’ hands on her shoulders. “Aly! It’s okay. I called your school and talked to your principal. He understands. You don’t have to go to school for awhile. Oh yea. I’m bringing you some food. It’s not hospital food, and I suspect your starving.” As if in agreement, Aly’s stomach let out a loud rumble. Dr. Gates laughed and left the room.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

The Goodbye Letter: Part 4

Aly carefully folded the letter and placed it into Rosalie’s hands. Aly heard soft footsteps behind her and whirled around. She was face to face with her mother. She had tears glistening in her eyes. With a jolt that made Aly’s heart pound and her head spin, she realized that her mother had heard the entire contents of the letter. Aly walked over to her mom and embraced her.

Later that night, Aly fell asleep outside the hospital room slumped against the wall. Around midnight, Aly felt a light tapping on her shoulder. She opened her eyes drowsily. She peered into the darkness and saw Dr. Gates looming over her.” Good morning Doc. What can I do for you?” she said, sleep slurring her words. Dr. Gates chuckled softly. “Actually, Aly there’s nothing you can do for me. But, I need to tell you something. Your sister is awake.” She leaned her head back against the wall and mumbled, “Oh. That’s nice. Rose is awake”

Dr. Gates almost laughed. Aly was so tired, she didn’t even comprehend the fact that her sister just came out of her coma. He started counting to sixty. When he got to fifty-nine, Aly’s eyes flashed open. She looked at Dr. Gates with a wild gleam in her eyes. Aly leaped up, but would have fallen, if the doctor hadn’t caught her. He helped her Aly get to Rosalie’s bedside. He whispered into Aly’s ear, “Rose is asleep now, but she’ll be awake in the morning, I promise you. The bed next to hers is empty. I want you to get more sleep. You look dead on your feet.”

Aly’s initial high was wearing off and she was becoming extremely tired again. She let Dr. Gates guide her to the bed. Once her head hit the pillow, she was asleep again. She slept so soundly and deeply, that it was two and a half days before she woke again. Aly stretched in a long luxurious stretch and gave a deep yawn. She got out of the bed and went to the bathroom.

Friday, May 1, 2009

The Goodbye Letter: Part 3

Dr. Gates left, leaving Aly with Rosalie. Aly felt terrible. She should have been in the ambulance with her sister. Aly got up from her place beside Rosalie, and went to her binder. She grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper and sat down again.

Aly decided to write a letter to her sister. For the next couple of hours, Aly thought hard about what she was going to write. Once she had a good idea about her writing, she wrote with feeling. More than once, when Aly was working on her letter, nurses came in and checked Rosalie’s IV’s.

When Aly finished her letter, she read it more than once to make sure it was perfect. Aly checked outside the hospital room to make sure no one was listening. She cleared her throat and started reading the letter to Rosalie.

“Dear Rosalie,

I don’t know if this is goodbye or hello. I’m expecting the best, but preparing for the worst. If this is goodbye, then it’s goodbye. I’ll let you go with ease, without pain. I will be sad to let you go, but I won’t grieve. I will take care of myself as well as mom. I promise you that, Rosalie. If this is hello, then it’s hello. When you come home, I’ll help you, even if it makes me sick. I’ll be your perfect little sister if it makes you happy. I’ll do anything you want me to. Just let me know, Rose. Just let me know. I want to make you happy. I love you, Rosalie. I always will. I’m expecting to see your smiling face soon. I love you.”