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?

Character Sketch

The Turtle
The unusual stone, warmed by the sun slowly stretches out scaled limbs and scoots itself like a reptilian penguin to the end of the log. Like a drunk on a barstool the turtle falls into the lake and swims like a damaged alien submarine to the bottom. One on the bottom he lays on the bottom in a near perfect disguise like a mine ready to destroy and submarine unfortunate enough to go by. In several minutes a small bass swims across a round segmented piece of basalt. A flash of movement and a cloud of blood. The fish is nowhere to be seen. The turtle slowly swims to the surface, and just as clumsily as before, he climbs back onto the log.

Impulse Dialogue

That swim meet was awesome, said Max to Sean.
I know, I can’t believe we won, said Sean with a huge grin on his face.
Happily Max said, the relay at the end was the craziest… what are we listening to.
Sorry, said Sean, this is what my girlfriend listens to. I know I sound weird but I am starting to kind of like country music. It’s getting fuzzy, you can change it if you want to.
Quickly Max changed it to the reggae station as he said, I can’t believe you would choose fuzzy country over amazing reggae.
After a short pause Sean complained, I’m hungry, do you want to get some food?
Denny’s is open, offered max, let’s stop there.
Sean jokingly said, you need a girlfriend.
I know said max, what’s the deal?
There is your sister. He continued thoughtfully.
No way man, said Sean angrily as Max laughed. That’s not funny.
They had arrived at Denny’s and had just sat down when Sean asked max, what should I get?
I don’t know said Max... I am going these two as he pointed to the two largest things on the menu..
That’s ridiculous, said Sean with a sigh.
I’m starving explained max, you know I eat like a wolverine after swim meets.
You always eat like a wolverine laughed Sean.
After the old decomposing waiter came and left Sean Joked, She was kind of cute, why don’t you ask her out?
That’s disgusting said max, not during dinner.

First Story First Page

I have conquered. That is what Mike thought as he left the navy base and hopped into his new hummer 1. He had just finished his training as a Navy S.E.A.L. and was scheduled to begin after a 4 week break. he had finished in the top of his class and he was held in very high regard by his fellow soldiers along with his leaders.

Mike was so well respected because he was so successful after his troubled past. Mike's first memories were in a foster home. He didn’t know but he was only in there so that Maurice, the 60-something year old cat lady could collect money from the government. she was the kind of lady who cared about any one of her seven cats more than she cared about all of her 3 foster children, of whom 2 had mental disabilities and the other,Mike, was forced to appear mentally challenged because that earned more money from uncle Sam. Maurice used the extra money for the cats monthly appointments with the Petsmart animal groomer.

Mike stayed with Maurice until Mike was old enough for Elementery school. She had to give him away at that age because it became to much work to convince the government that Mike was mentally challenged. It wasn’t too much of a problem for maurice because there are always foster children who need a home and she was able to find one within the next 2 months and the cats were quickly able to return to her favorite groomer.