Parted With a Friend (Draft 1)

Thanks to all who commented on my last entry, please do the same with this one!
Looking forward to hearing what you all have to say,
Marc L.


words
echo
in my head
as I walk
out of the hallway
in reality

"Injured
Rest
Healing"

three words that I
suspect would be
floating
around my body
for the next year

why me
what did
I do
to deserve this

that Doctor
just took my
identity
away

what am i going
to do
what is my
purpose
now

my team
my soulmates
sharing a
passion that
bound
us together

now that
love
has been
shattered

not only me
but the people
surround me
effected
by this
frustration

a family
tradition
broken

eyes staring at me
in
dismay

searing
agony
hits my body with a
hell-like
pressure
I want to scream

one year
that is too long
for me to be
parted from a
friend

people say things
happen for a
reason

but how can I
beleive that
when all I can think about
are those

studded
shoes

hanging in my room


Thanks,
Marc L.

Hardcover book binding

Hi everyone,

I met with the "book binding lady", and we will be creating your hardcover books during the first two weeks of January. This is a very exciting and unique opportunity to create a keepsake that you and your families will cherish for a long time. I'd recommend spending the next few weeks polishing up the work that you'd like bound (fractured fairy tales, your poems, or any other writing that you're especially proud of).

Happy Hanukkah to you and your families.

-Mr. G.

Message for Yoad

Hi Yoad,

I've temporarily removed your poem because I wanted to discuss a couple things with you just to make sure that I understood your intention and the meaning of the poem. Let's talk on Monday. I'm not sure what happened to the original story post; but I'm glad you reposted it.

Keep writing!

-Mr. G.

The Lining of Heaven and Hell

Mr.G i posted it again becuase its not there any more I

checked the whole site.

Exen

Dawn. A sliver of the moon is still shining. The sun is rising. A hairline of hell’s gate is still open. A red day. Blood has been spilt by the devil himself. Hell’s gate finally closes. The blue sky is slowly reappearing. All is quiet. The trees are being blown, leaves flying in the air. Autumn, 1431, October 22nd, the day no one can forget, the day Sarx was born. I’m from Elizix and have moved to Hitrae, the nicest city in Exrek or how you people say universe. My name is Exen. I am a warrior of my own kind, protecting the human race. We fight all: apes, tigers, demons, the undead, and most of all we are at constant war with the minions of Sarx and Zerk, the greatest demons that are known to the universe. Yet we are trying now to kill Zerk and Sarx, but we cannot locate them though we did find Zerk’s lair. The demons are too strong and we had to flee the Onyx Sanctuary. I am now living my life in Sondo, a once happy city, but not since Zerk’s minions have come here. We cannot be very happy any more and I don’t think we’ll ever see happiness in Sondo again, not until the human race kills Zerk and Sarx. And we are never in harmony with the tigers or apes anymore. Yet that may be the only way we can ever defeat Zerk and Sarx. “I hope that Sarx will die soon brother” said Kniscare. “Me too, Kniscare,” said I.

“All ready, and hut!” screamed the soldier. Forward everyone. Forward to the gate block all. Kill all and don’t trust to anyone but yourself, me, the king Donorasek and his family including Exen’s family.” I watched all the men go to the gate with spears, swords and all manner of weapons. Kniscare stood next to me asking all these kinds of questions that I didn’t know the answer to. Now the soldiers stood in silence at the wall, clashing weapons against their shields. My brother and I knew what was at stake; we knew that we were at war, a great war, the greatest war that was ever known to all races. We have to have the help of all races to defeat the undead, and the minions of Sarx and Zerk. We need help right now or we, the human race will cease to exist. There will never be a trace of human kind ever again in Ezrek. All the cities will die, and burn in hell.

Sarx and Z erk.

“Why is the human race attacking us when they have no chance!” said Zerk. “Why! Why!! Why!!!”“Maybe because they have hope your royal lowness”. Said one of the minions of the Onyx Sanctuary and the Deathstone.“Are you trying to make a joke because it’s not funny” said Zerk. “No your royal highness. “You’re lucky Sarx is my brother and he shows loyalty to you or else I’d have your head on my shelf.” said Zerk. “Yes sir” said the demon.Well, get on with your doings demon and get ready for a great war to destroy the human race and the crust of the planet Exdono. “Yes, your majesty. “And bring my dammed orb. I must talk with my brother, Sarx” said Zerk. After the minion got back with the orb, Zerk snatched it out of his hands and looked in the orb carefully. Then suddenly Sarx’ face appeared in the globe and they spoke in the ancient language. Then Zerk said, “Irumri aska tu reays dono ka.And Sarx replied, “Areyas to kunda so to mara ke so no tareka.”“Do raske?”“Du ka mareska donos rakeno tu so y arak domo rakeshyia.Notang usray do masked do ke mare so no taande.

If you want the translation for the ancient language ask me.

Homework 6A

Secret poem draft #1 due Monday.

BRING COMICS FOR FREAD!!

dear uncle carl

hey guys this is just a draft. please tell me if its good or not. or tell me what i need to change or add. thanks


Dear, uncle Carl

I miss you. I don’t see you anymore at the mall. All I see is an empty chair. What happened? How come every time I sit in your seat I don’t feel write? Tell me why you died on the toilet that night? Why couldn't’ you wait till we came to give you that chocolate bar? You missed you’re sisters birthday. She would have loved for you to be there. So would i.


I love you.