Swim Team

In the bubble it’s hot and steamy.
The light is dim and a little weird
This place is always dreamy
There is nothing to be feared

I spend my time here
I spend my life here
This is part of me
I don’t think I can leave

My friends are here
What am I talking about?
This is my only true friend
This one will never leave.

I will miss the girls
And my family isn’t bad
But when I go on a mission
The pool will make me sad.

my life

Swimming

24
Born Saudi moved utah started private school went to Timberline went lonepeak joined swimming became lifeguard earned eagle bought motorcycle visited alaska came here.

after Saudi i Came and

i was Here until i Went back.

i Started Swimming.
i Went slow but Became faster.
i didn't Guard my Private Life
i Earned hunger in Eagle School
i Became crazy Here
my Life was like a Motorcycle

I remember 2

I remember the pain I had
I remember many funerals
I remember failing in school
I remember that I was sad.
Poems like this are always boring.

I remember winning the race
I remember the fun I had
I remember my dream in space
I Remember a life that’s rad
Poems like this are always best

I remember poem

I remember when life turned good
I was no longer stuck in mud
The sky turned blue, birds flew
And I was happy.

Journal Entry

Four Alarm Fire
Prompt #15
This is a painting of a real scene. The painting the firefighter is looking at is actually a large framed photo. It only looks like it is painted because from our view everything in the scene was painted (firefighter, frame, photo, weird pole with stand). The picture the firefighter is looking at is a photo in the fire station hallway. There are many photos of fires in the hallway. They are the photos of the worst fires that this station has fought. The firefighter is looking at what appears to be the worst fire in the hallway. This fire was a miracle because there were no deaths even though there were seven people trapped in the building. This is the firefighter who had rescued all of them.

Impulse 2

Ray: I’m going to have the caliph.
Scott: What the smack is a caliph?
Ray: Its scrambled eggs with chicken liver and sardines.
Scott: If you get the caliph then I’m getting escargo on my birthday next month..
Ray: It’s worth it.
Scott: This tradition blows.
Ray: This tradition is Rad. The fact that I can order whatever I want for you and you have to eat it, how much better can a birthday get.
Scott: Here comes the waiter, remember It’s my birthday next next month.
Ray(to waiter): Hello, can I get the large stack with scrambled eggs and hashbrowns for me and the large caliph for my younger brother. Oh and a large glass of milk for my brother, I think he might need it.
Waiter: Ok, it will be here in just a minute.
Scott: The large caliph, that has to be the nastiest thing on the menue.
Ray: I know, and the best part is that you have to eat the whole thing.
Scott: oh no, here comes the waiter again.
Ray(to the waiter as he grabs the plates) Thank you, these pancakes look delitious and I am sure my brother will enjoy that beautifull caliph.
Scott: look at this thing.
Ray: come on bro, that doesn’t look that bad, just pretend its big pieces of black bacon. And if you don’t breathe, you won’t smell the funk.
Scott: Why is this even on the menue? And who are the creepers who normally get this. Sigh…
Ray: you have to eat it, and its only going to get worse as it gets cold.
Scott: I don’t think it can get any worse than it already is.(Stick a fork in the food and eat it)
Ray: haha hhha haaaa
Scott: you know, it really isn’t that bad.(take another bite)
Ray: your crazy
Scott: it’s weird how good it is. You should try it.(eat a few mor bites)

Ray: you don't look like your struggling. I might as well try it.(eat a bite)....uooghh this is raunchy. sick uoghrroohh
Scott(laughing) I can't believe you ate it hahah. now where's the milk?