Perspective

•March 31, 2011 • Leave a Comment

The chair has been with me for years. I met my Betty at a dance, the prize, this very chair. Who would have thought a hoedown win would be so…so precious to me. I sit here, one hand on the chair, the other on Rufus’s head, rocking slowly, listening to Rufus pant and Betty fuss around in the kitchen. To her, the chair is a piece  of junk. But to me, this here rockin’ chair is my throne.

I watch that old man, patting that mutt. That drooling mutt. I guess I’m no better. I’m drooling over that fine, oak wood. I get tingles just thinking about it. God, what I wouldn’t do to sink my teeth into that wood. Now I really am drooling and I’m practically drowning in it but I don’t care. Why? Why do humans build such temptingly scrumpcious things and not expect a termite like myself to come and munch on the fruits of their labor? I move closer. Maybe just a nibble, I say to myself, opening wide. As I prepare to bite, that stupid mutt opens his mouth, forcing my attention away from the chair. Another human. Oh great. This guy has a big nose and some really big feet. Hey wait, those feet are-AH! *squash*

“Hello sir,” I greet, pulling out my business card. The old man just looks at me, his butt ruining the finest rocking chair I have ever seen South of Virgina. I remind myself to approach with caution. Beside the marvelous chair is the old man’s shot gun. Oh dear. “Sir, that there is the finest rocking chair I’ve seen this far South. I’m an antique collector and I would simply love to purchase it from you.” Again,the old man just looks at me, like I’ve got three heads or something.  Slowly, he rocks. His dog has begun to gnaw on the chair arm, every chop like a thousand swords through my heart. The old man pats his dog. “Sorry, fancy pants. Rufus likes the chair too much for me to sell it.”

Chu chu! Too many days on the tracks but alas, I finally see the station. Finally, some rest! I cannot wait. Hopefully, without the conductor noticing, I speed up, eager for these noisy humans to stream out of me. Those terrible kids have forced my cushioned seats into a flat submission. Station, I chant. Over and over again as I speed toward the station. My lack of sleep motivates me. Faster! Faster.  Like I’m racing against some unknown enemy. Faster! Faster! Salvation. I pull into the station, feeling those snotty brats run out, focusing on torturing the benches at the stop with their nose picking and sticky fingers. Good riddance. The station master approaches with another conductor in tow. They speak to my conductor and I realize with dread that the new conductor needs the train. Inwardly I groan as I feel more humans board me. There are even more nose picking, sticky fingered kids. Sometimes I hate the station. This is my last thought before I force myself into a steady chug.

I fly through that damn pillar of smoke, oblivious to it at first. Not anymore. Now I can’t breathe or see. Blasted train! Infernal human torture contraption! Why must thee pollute my precious lungs? Man, I really need to stop listening to old men reciting Shakespeare in the park.  I dive low and land on top of the train. At least these stupid things are good for something though not much.

I run and run, breath slow as I push past people, knocking some over with my suitcase. I barely have time to apologize. Hailee made me late, shopping at such a slow speed and then having the audacity to drive like my grandmother. Yeah, like Misha couldn’t have waited just a little longer to be picked up. I hear them behind me. “Move!” Misha yells , whacking people out of her way with her suitcase. Hailee is bringing up the rear, waiting for Misha to clear the way for her. I ignore them both. I can’t be late. Not for this meeting.  The train is already pulling out of the station. Damn!

And around and around and around. My passengers are lucky they’re hot. Otherwise, I would sooo not put up with the over the speed limit speed and the gravelly feel of highway against my face. And the noise! Oh dear, do not get me started on the noise.  I hear my passengers arguing. “Ariha! Slow down,” yells the girl in the back seat. She’s hanging out the window a bit, lookin’ a little green. The girl in the passenger seat is waving her hands out the window and the driver? Well, she’s lost her mind. But, like I said, they’re lucky they’re hot.

I have found them. Among all the cars and humans on this God forsaken highway, I have found them. And they don’t even see me. Yet. Should I dive bomb them or just report back to master. Dive bombing sounds fun. I angle and launch. Ariha sees me and turns, her gun aimed at me. Boosh! Her bullet pierces my wing. The agony! I fall, body hitting that hard gravel, watching the car speed away. I swear that tire is laughing at me. I groan, rolling over, little pebbles  sinking into my skin. Damn it all! And now here comes a car! Wait! NO! AHHH!!!

“Oh we are flying in an airplane, looking out a window, watching the clouds go by. c/ c/.” She looked at me, expression somber. “Shut up, now,” she ordered. I grinned, looking out the window.  And that’s when my heart dropped. I had no clue where we were. All I knew was that the road, black and simmering with midday heat was covered in cars. “Uh, heh heh, Shina, where are we?” I asked. Shina grinned at me. “Got us lost huh? Not a good thing when it’s your first day as head pilot. At this rate, you are so demoted.” She sat back crossing her arms. “Good luck, Captain.” I turned back to the control, heart pounding. I had screwed up BIG TIME and Shina was willing to let me pay. But I wasn’t. I narrowed my eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of some sign to the nearest airport.  At least then, I wouldn’t be responsible for having to make a crash landing just because we ran out of fuel.

16 on the 17!!!

•March 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Yes, conceited as this sounds Happy 16 th to me! ^~^. Yay yay yay yay yay!!!!

lol

What ifs yo!

•February 24, 2011 • Leave a Comment

`What If’s 1) If I could fly wherever I wanted, hopefully after I conquered my fear of heights, I’d probably replace walking with flying. It seems a whole lot easier and frankly, I’d save a lot on shoes since, again hopefully, I wouldn’t wear out my shoes as fast as I do now. I’d probably fly mainly at school to avoid the gum people feel the need to drop on the ground or to avoid those clusters of idiots that stop and just gather right in the hallway inconsiderate of others need to get to class. 2) Okay, no televisions. Can you say bad thing? Actually, I think it would be a mix of both. Even though people may not have TV they still have computer and internet. And the magical internet still provides people with the means to watch their TV shows. 3) If people never cooperated, absolutely nothing would get done. Houses would be left unbuilt, patients left unexamined, jobs and businesses left rancid! Oh the horror and tragedy. Of course, it’s not always important for people to cooperate. Sometimes a little competition fuels people to succeed, usually making them better at something because they feel the undying need to prove they’re better. 4) First off, if it really rained cats and dogs, I’d probably step in a poodle. Second, I think the hospitals would start filling with asthmatic kids who were unlucky enough to get caught up in the “rain”. And thirdly, all the cats and dogs would just overfill our animal shelters and pounds even more then they already are. 5) If animals could talk, I think we humans would be in trouble. Maybe of losing our jobs or, in the case of a kid, getting caught doing something we shouldn’t. And if I could ask an animal something I’d probably want to ask them what they’re problem was. Especially the dogs that bark outrageously at a knock on the door or a person passing by the house on the other side of the street. 6) If you’ve ever been to a uniformed school, pretty much everyone wears the same clothes. But if everyone wore EXACTLY the same clothes, the world would be really boring. Like an ocean of one color. Not only that but for parents with twins or triplets, I think it would be near impossible for them to tell their kids apart. 7) If I threw a piece of trash on the ground, I’d more than likely pick it up and throw it away. I hate litter bugs. But if everyone threw a piece of trash on the ground, more than likely only half would pick it up and throw it away. Maybe not even half. The wind would end up carrying the trash away and polluting the planet even more which would continue to kill our earth but then again that’s really the only thing we humans excel at. 8) If I could walk up walls and across ceilings, I would finally manage to, first of all, get the remains of the dead bug off my ceiling (it’s been dead and up there for way to long) and second I’d go online and download the spider man theme song just so I could play it whenever I was on the ceiling. I’d also be like a spy of my house or school. Just hang on the ceiling and wait to hear what people say. 9) If I grew taller than the trees, we’d have a problem. I would lose every game of hide and go seek and when it rained I’d have nowhere to go unless someone would build a house for me. Which I doubt anyone would do for free and that would be something I can’t afford. 10) If there were no cars, buses, trains, boats, or planes, I sure hope there are bicycles, horse drawn carriages and roller skates otherwise, we are walking. And it doesn’t seem to fun walking from, say, Washington to Utah. Of course, the lack of vehicles on land and sea would mean Middle Eastern Immigrants would be few if any at all. 11) If people lived under water. First off, AWESOME! Second, it be Atlantis two. People could live in underwater caves or build a kelp castle like in The Little Mermaid. Kids could play games like Marco Polo and race to the water’s surface and back. And school would be taught by a jellyfish named Mr. Shock who would teach things like the History of the Sea and stuff. LOL, Kelp sculpting 101. 12) If I found gold in my backyard, I’d dig it up, store it and wait until I needed it. I’d keep it a secret mainly because people are greedy and I wouldn’t want strangers in my backyard, digging up my tulips trying to score some gold. It would drive me insane. But with the gold I save, I’d probably trade it in for money and then donate that money to a charity. 13) No bully better bother me on my way home. He or she may find themselves missing a few dozen teeth. I’m far more tired when I get off the bus than when I get on and really, when I’m tired, NO ONE wants to mess with me. Unless they have a death wish of course. 14) I’d celebrate because clearly, the test was jank. And if I did poorly, I know it’s not a reflection of me but of the teacher’s inability to teach and help a student understand. Either that or it’s a display of how little I care about the class . 15) If my friend borrowed something and didn’t give it back, I’d either sneak in her house and take it back or borrow some of her stuff and hold it ransom until I got my stuff back. Either that or we’d both totally forget and I wouldn’t get my stuff back. 16) First, why am I a teacher? I’d hate that job with a passion. And I probably wouldn’t assign any homework because I’d remember my school years and the life that I could’ve had if homework hadn’t ruined my life. 17) Well, if the lake was infested with crocodiles or alligators and my boat sprang a leak, my first instinct would be to yell for help. Then, knowing the chances of anyone saving me, I’d probably start whacking the bloodthirsty reptiles with my paddle. Of course, if the lake was safe, I’d swim to shore. 18) If my friend had a broken leg, I’d avoid her at all costs because chances are she’d either feel all emo, which would depress me and make it hard to cheer her up. Either that or she’d be really ticked off and lash out making it even harder to cheer her up because I’d feel the need to lash out and defend myself. 19) If I woke up in another country (hopefully Japan)and no one understood me, I’d open a window and yell “Where am I?” With hope my echo wouldn’t answer. That would creep me out. 20) Me order an ice cream? Please. I’ll send my brother and then, once the ice cream is ordered, I’d plot out a plan. He’d be the distraction and I’d be the one to sneak away with the ice cream. 21) If someone cut in front of me at the movies and they weren’t a)the elderly, b) a kid with a birthday and c) someone with a disability or deadly disease I’d probably have to punch their lights out. Or simply slip in front of them and give them my death glare. 22) Well, I don’t eat hot dogs since they taste weird so I’d let my friend have it. And if she didn’t want it then we’ll give it to the dog. 23) If my two best friends went to a movie without me, I’d find out what movie they went to first. If it was something I’d wanted to see, I’d be pretty ticked and probably stop talking to them but if it was a movie I didn’t want to see but both of them did then I wouldn’t really care. 24) If I got a present I didn’t like, I’d act like I did (if the person was right in front of me) and later, maybe a week or two later when people tend to forget things, I’d regift it to some other friend. 25) Why wouldn’t I feed my pet? Well, I’ve forgotten before (TT^TT) but my brother usually catches on and rights my wrong. 26) If I was told a joke that wasn’t funny, 1) I’d stare blankly at them for a few minutes, 2) walk away, 3)buy them a joke book and 4) deliver it to them and say enjoy. Hopefully they learn from that cause if not, well, I’m out of ideas. 27) If I was friends or `What If’s 1) If I could fly wherever I wanted, hopefully after I conquered my fear of heights, I’d probably replace walking with flying. It seems a whole lot easier and frankly, I’d save a lot on shoes since, again hopefully, I wouldn’t wear out my shoes as fast as I do now. I’d probably fly mainly at school to avoid the gum people feel the need to drop on the ground or to avoid those clusters of idiots that stop and just gather right in the hallway inconsiderate of others need to get to class. 2) Okay, no televisions. Can you say bad thing? Actually, I think it would be a mix of both. Even though people may not have TV they still have computer and internet. And the magical internet still provides people with the means to watch their TV shows. 3) If people never cooperated, absolutely nothing would get done. Houses would be left unbuilt, patients left unexamined, jobs and businesses left rancid! Oh the horror and tragedy. Of course, it’s not always important for people to cooperate. Sometimes a little competition fuels people to succeed, usually making them better at something because they feel the undying need to prove they’re better. 4) First off, if it really rained cats and dogs, I’d probably step in a poodle. Second, I think the hospitals would start filling with asthmatic kids who were unlucky enough to get caught up in the “rain”. And thirdly, all the cats and dogs would just overfill our animal shelters and pounds even more then they already are. 5) If animals could talk, I think we humans would be in trouble. Maybe of losing our jobs or, in the case of a kid, getting caught doing something we shouldn’t. And if I could ask an animal something I’d probably want to ask them what they’re problem was. Especially the dogs that bark outrageously at a knock on the door or a person passing by the house on the other side of the street. 6) If you’ve ever been to a uniformed school, pretty much everyone wears the same clothes. But if everyone wore EXACTLY the same clothes, the world would be really boring. Like an ocean of one color. Not only that but for parents with twins or triplets, I think it would be near impossible for them to tell their kids apart. 7) If I threw a piece of trash on the ground, I’d more than likely pick it up and throw it away. I hate litter bugs. But if everyone threw a piece of trash on the ground, more than likely only half would pick it up and throw it away. Maybe not even half. The wind would end up carrying the trash away and polluting the planet even more which would continue to kill our earth but then again that’s really the only thing we humans excel at. 8) If I could walk up walls and across ceilings, I would finally manage to, first of all, get the remains of the dead bug off my ceiling (it’s been dead and up there for way to long) and second I’d go online and download the spider man theme song just so I could play it whenever I was on the ceiling. I’d also be like a spy of my house or school. Just hang on the ceiling and wait to hear what people say. 9) If I grew taller than the trees, we’d have a problem. I would lose every game of hide and go seek and when it rained I’d have nowhere to go unless someone would build a house for me. Which I doubt anyone would do for free and that would be something I can’t afford. 10) If there were no cars, buses, trains, boats, or planes, I sure hope there are bicycles, horse drawn carriages and roller skates otherwise, we are walking. And it doesn’t seem to fun walking from, say, Washington to Utah. Of course, the lack of vehicles on land and sea would mean Middle Eastern Immigrants would be few if any at all. 11) If people lived under water. First off, AWESOME! Second, it be Atlantis two. People could live in underwater caves or build a kelp castle like in The Little Mermaid. Kids could play games like Marco Polo and race to the water’s surface and back. And school would be taught by a jellyfish named Mr. Shock who would teach things like the History of the Sea and stuff. LOL, Kelp sculpting 101. 12) If I found gold in my backyard, I’d dig it up, store it and wait until I needed it. I’d keep it a secret mainly because people are greedy and I wouldn’t want strangers in my backyard, digging up my tulips trying to score some gold. It would drive me insane. But with the gold I save, I’d probably trade it in for money and then donate that money to a charity. 13) No bully better bother me on my way home. He or she may find themselves missing a few dozen teeth. I’m far more tired when I get off the bus than when I get on and really, when I’m tired, NO ONE wants to mess with me. Unless they have a death wish of course. 14) I’d celebrate because clearly, the test was jank. And if I did poorly, I know it’s not a reflection of me but of the teacher’s inability to teach and help a student understand. Either that or it’s a display of how little I care about the class . 15) If my friend borrowed something and didn’t give it back, I’d either sneak in her house and take it back or borrow some of her stuff and hold it ransom until I got my stuff back. Either that or we’d both totally forget and I wouldn’t get my stuff back. 16) First, why am I a teacher? I’d hate that job with a passion. And I probably wouldn’t assign any homework because I’d remember my school years and the life that I could’ve had if homework hadn’t ruined my life. 17) Well, if the lake was infested with crocodiles or alligators and my boat sprang a leak, my first instinct would be to yell for help. Then, knowing the chances of anyone saving me, I’d probably start whacking the bloodthirsty reptiles with my paddle. Of course, if the lake was safe, I’d swim to shore. 18) If my friend had a broken leg, I’d avoid her at all costs because chances are she’d either feel all emo, which would depress me and make it hard to cheer her up. Either that or she’d be really ticked off and lash out making it even harder to cheer her up because I’d feel the need to lash out and defend myself. 19) If I woke up in another country (hopefully Japan)and no one understood me, I’d open a window and yell “Where am I?” With hope my echo wouldn’t answer. That would creep me out. 20) Me order an ice cream? Please. I’ll send my brother and then, once the ice cream is ordered, I’d plot out a plan. He’d be the distraction and I’d be the one to sneak away with the ice cream. 21) If someone cut in front of me at the movies and they weren’t a)the elderly, b) a kid with a birthday and c) someone with a disability or deadly disease I’d probably have to punch their lights out. Or simply slip in front of them and give them my death glare. 22) Well, I don’t eat hot dogs since they taste weird so I’d let my friend have it. And if she didn’t want it then we’ll give it to the dog. 23) If my two best friends went to a movie without me, I’d find out what movie they went to first. If it was something I’d wanted to see, I’d be pretty ticked and probably stop talking to them but if it was a movie I didn’t want to see but both of them did then I wouldn’t really care. 24) If I got a present I didn’t like, I’d act like I did (if the person was right in front of me) and later, maybe a week or two later when people tend to forget things, I’d regift it to some other friend. 25) Why wouldn’t I feed my pet? Well, I’ve forgotten before (TT^TT) but my brother usually catches on and rights my wrong. 26) If I was told a joke that wasn’t funny, 1) I’d stare blankly at them for a few minutes, 2) walk away, 3)buy them a joke book and 4) deliver it to them and say enjoy. Hopefully they learn from that cause if not, well, I’m out of ideas. 27) If I was friends or wanted to be friends with someone who didn’t speak English, I’d hang around them for a while and try and teach them a little so they could understand. Either that, or, for fun, I would carry around a something to English dictionary, a white board and a marker. If the dictionary fails, I can always draw a picture wanted to be friends with someone who didn’t speak English, I’d hang around them for a while and try and teach them a little so they could understand. Either that, or, for fun, I would carry around a something to English dictionary, a white board and a marker. If the dictionary fails, I can always draw a picture

Brick Soul (Brick Story)

•February 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

“I wouldn’t.”

Macus stopped short of sticking his chewed, pink piece of Bubbalicious on the wall upon hearing the dark, soprano voice. He looked over his shoulder, shivering as his gray eyes took in the tall woman behind him. She wore an all black, pant and shirt set, black haired pulled back into a tight bun. Macus rolled his eyes. Of course, the new student from Japan. Everyone said she looked older than she was.

“Look, you do you thing, I’ll do mine.”

With that, he mashed the wad of gum into the brick wall and kept walking.

“Macus Forman, please come to the principal’s office.”

Macus grimaced at the crackled voice of the principal’s secretary, Miss Baker. For a minute, Macus worried that the new girl had blabbed but he crushed that worry. Why would the principal call him down for just that ?  Macus stood and breezed out of the room, hands in his pockets, completely calm  both inside and out. He passed the brick and his wad of Bubbalicious as well as the trash can just inches away. When he got to the office, Miss Baker just waved him in. But the woman in the principal’s office wasn’t the principal. Macus started to leave, thinking he had the wrong office.

“Macus, come in. I’m Wei,” she said.

Macus crossed his arms. Wei sighed and nodded at the chair across from her. Macus sat as the door closed.

“So, what do you need?” Macus asked.

“Macus, do you like games?” Wei inquired.

Macus nodded slowly, puzzled by the question. Wei smiled but the smile didn’t fit her face. It looked all wrong.

“I have a game for you. Care to play?”

Chapter 2

“I never said yes!” Macus yelled.

Only two seconds after Wei had finished her question, Macus had fallen into an all white room.Wei had vanished, leaving Macus wondering where he was.

“This is the entrance to the Dream World.”

 Macus looked around frantic. Wei was slowly making her way towards him. She was mostly a spider except for her head which remained human. She dropped to the floor.

 “Let me explain the rules. Once you enter the Dream World, image in your soul becomes the form you take. The object is to find a piece of yourself. But be warned, Macus, you have until midnight.”

Wei started to crawl away.

“Wait! What happens at midnight?” Macus called.

Wei stopped but did not turn around.

“You’ll be trapped. Forever.”

Cackling, she crawled away.

“Oh. And do be wary of your classmates.”

Macus eyed the doors warily. He would have missed them had he not seen the small knob. Finally, he opened the door and stepped in. But beyond the door was a vast empty which he fell into. His voice escaped him as he fell, coming back as soon as a light erupted from the nothingness, swallowing him up.

Macus groaned inwardly. Man, his body felt like it had been squashed by a mallet over and over again. Opening his eyes was almost impossible, like walking in cement shoes. He was glad he’d opened his eyes though. Lucielle Matthews, head cheerleader, was dancing happily in front of him, staring in a mirror. Macus tired to call out to her but he couldn’t, almost like he had no voice. Or no mouth. Lucielle  danced away, humming.

“Wait!” Macus screamed in his head.

“She can’t hear you,” the mirror said

Macus looked at it and his heavy eyes widened in shock. He was a brick! A paste white brick in a brick wall. A wad of Bubbalicious was stuck to what he suspected was his forehead.

No,’ he gasped.

Chapter 3

Wei appeared in the mirror.

“Not what you were expecting? Too bad really.”

She stepped out of the mirror all woman again, brushing off her plain , black dress. The mirror morphed into the new girl.

“Hurts right? To know the one thing you care little for is the thing you become. When I first entered this world, I began to think the mirror was a mistake. I still do. But your from is no mystery. You’re one brick among many with no difference but a piece of gum stuck to you.”

She smiled slightly.

“Truly, it suits you.”

She reached down and picked up a shard of glass.

“Goodbye Macus,” she said as she herself shattered into dozens of pieces.

 

Ricca awoke from her sleep, glaring at the group of students crowding her.

“Are you alright?” they kept asking.

Ricca stood, using the desk beside her as a crutch. Macus’s seat remained empty. She pointed to it.

“Who sits there?” she asked.

Some students turned.

“No one,” one girl, Lucielle, said.

Ricca looked at the desk and slowly, she began to forget who had sat there.

‘She just disappeared!’ Macus spazzed.

Wei stared, amused, at the pile of glass. Under her gaze, the shards drifted into the air, fitting together and forming a glass ballerina with only  a few more shards missing. Wei smiled.

“Ricca has done well. But it is time to focus on you. You’re running out of time,” she declared, pointing at a nearby clock.

11:57 P.M.

“I can help you,” Wei offered.

She held up a tiny pearl.

“This is a piece of YOU, Macus. Do you want it? Do you want to forgive your past and start anew?”

Macus stared at the pearl.

11:58 P.M.

Wei still looked amused.

“Well?” she asked.

Macus closed his eyes.

11:59 P.M.

“Too bad. I had high hopes for you, Macus,” she said.

12:00 P.M.

Ricca stared at the wad of Bubbalicious Bubble gum on the brick.

“Who put this here?” she mumbled.

She pulled a piece of paper from her notebook and tugged the gum off the wall.

“I thought I knew,” she mumbled.

Wei sat among the old texts, hanging yet another traped soul on her wall.

“Dear Macus, in the end you proved you were too weak. But you are not the first student at North Port High to fail. And you certainly will not be the last.”

“Hello?”

The old texts swirled into the librarian’s office and Wei turned to face her newest player.

“Margaret Steel, so nice to meet you. My name is Kyoha.”

She smiled.

“Do you like games?”