Thank You, Ma'am.

 

Author's Note: Something else that could've happened instead of what really did happen.

     "Now, ain't you ashamed of yourself?" she said.

     "Not at all," the boy replied. "I do what I want to and I'm proud of what I do."

     She snarled. She whacked him with her pocketbook and kept walking. He caught up to her, though, and tried to steal it again. This time, she whacked him so hard that he lost his balance and fell backwards. The wind got knocked out of him so he just lay there. The woman went home, and started to cook dinner. The boy followed her home and took a dollar. The next day, he came back, and took another dollar. After 10 days, he had just what he needed to buy those shoes that he wanted. Blue suede shoes.. That's all he could think about while walking happily to the store. Little did he know, that the woman had known. He got sent to jail, and he never stole again.

Dead Man's Path

     There I was, in my kitchen, making dinner when my husband rushed through the front doors. I was so startled, because he was panting hard as a dog as if he ran all the way home. I was right. When I got him a glass of water, and he calmed down, he informed me why he was so overjoyed. "We shall make a good job of it, shan't we?"

     “We shall do our best,” I replied. “We shall have such beautiful gardens and everything will be just modern and delightful…” then I stopped. I started thinking a little selfishly, and I started to think about how important I would now be. The principal's wife.. All of the other spouses would be jealous of me and my husband. Then I stopped again; Were there any other spouses? Am I just being too self-centered to stop and think? I asked him.

     "All of our colleagues are young and unmarried," he explained. He seems so happy with it, and she wasn't sure why. He continued. "which is a good thing." This was difficult for her to hear.

     "Why?" I asked with pure curiosity.

     "Why? They will give all their time and energy to the school."

     I hated to hear this. Oh, well.

Clyde the Failing Man

Author's Note: One night, while eating a bowl of cereal, I thought of the idea to make a story about a man named Clyde who fails quite often without even realizing such a thing. Also, I wrote this because I needed a piece to improve my goals.

     Hi, my name is Clyde. I decided to start writing this diary. I'm not sure why, I mean, I am a grown man. I suppose I could call it a journal. That would sound more manly. So, there you go.. It's a journal. Anyways, I decided not to write the date on the top of each journal entry because I often don't remember the date. That's okay, though. I guess my journal shall just be original. Well, I'm counting this as an introduction to my new journal. I'm going to stop writing for today. Goodbye.

     Today was the most embarrassing day, EVER. I started my day by driving to Monkey Joe's, only to be informed that it was for children 12 and under, and unless I had a child myself, I could not enter. I stormed off, and found a spot of bird poop on my car. I decided it was time to wash the car. To save money, I wanted to wash it on my own. Only after did I realize that it was raining the whole entire time I was washing my car. Not only did I waste money, but I made myself look like a fool in front of my new neighbors. It was mortifying.. Anyway, I think I'm done for today. I don't want to rip my little pink notebook in anger.

     Well, I did it again. My wife currently hates me.. I guess I had it coming. Today, I took my child to the zoo. Me, being an overgrown infant, spazzed out over the pandas. While in my freakish state of mind, I had completely forgotten about my child. She had wondered off into the.. Who knows where. I couldn't find her, and my wife had gotten furious. Anyway, when we got home, my daughter wouldn't so much as look at me and my wife told me I had to spend the night on the couch. This stinks.

     I woke up and groggily hoisted myself up. I decided I need to make it up to my daughter. I decided to walk to the store and purchase an iPod touch for her. She instantly forgave me. Well, that's good. My wife forgave me, too. I think I frightened her a little, though, because today, without thinking straight, asked her what channel TMJ4 was on. I felt so stupid. She laughed at me. Oh well.. I have my moments. My friends call me a blonde. I have brown hair. I don't understand.. That's alright, I suppose.

     I AM DONE WITH THIS DUMB DIARY, journal, thing.. I am sick of failing. And I am not going to continue sharing my fails so that one day my grandchildren can read about what a loser their grandpa was. I refuse to be recognized as that strange crazy failing man that no one would like to be. I am throwing away my little pink journal. GOODBYE, DIARY!! You will not be missed.

The Comparison of City of Ashes and Sarah Bishop

 Author's Note: This is an essay about how Sarah Bishop and City of Ashes are very similar books, as mentioned more than once in the piece.

     Survival is a main theme in both Sarah Bishop and City of Ashes for a variety of reasons. There are many moments in each book where survival is needed, and used throughout the book. It is true that both books share the theme, although they are used in completely different ways. Both books show great examples of survival throughout the whole book.

     In both books, the main character is a teenage girl. During the first half of each book, important things happen to each girl, things that change their lives. Clary, the girl from City of Ashes, is in a relationship with Simon, which she thought would never happen. Later in the book, Simon becomes a vampire. It completely changes his life, as well as a big part in Clary's. In Sarah Bishop, both of her family members get killed, her father through an attack and getting caught under tar, and her brother being starved to death.

     Their lives are completely wrecked after that, but once they get it together, they find out how to cope with each of their completely different situations. Clary learns to deal with only seeing Simon at night, as she knows that  if he shows even a foot out in the sun, he will be burned into ash. This thought made Clary extremely cautious if what Simon did and when. Sarah, on the other hand, decided to live in the forest on her own. She thought it would be better than living with anyone else.

     Although they're relatively similar, they're also very different. They're meanings of survival are completely different. In Clary's eyes, she's surviving from her evil father Valentine, trying to destroy the world with demons. She's trying to save her friends while at the same time, save her own life. Sarah is just living on her own, in the forest. Sarah's meaning of survival is usually the first thing people think of when they hear that word. That makes them completely different.

     To finish off, these reasons are the key reasons as to why these two books are very different yet slightly different. Of course, there's more, these are just the main and most important ones. This is just one example of many that proves different books can be quite similar.

The Life Of Sarah Bishop

Author's Note: This piece was written based off the story Sarah Bishop, the historical fiction book I am reading for social studies.

     There are a lot of events that happen to Sarah in the book Sarah Bishop. There are things from living a normal life of happiness  to living a perilous life of survival. All the events that happen in between those are key points explaining the cause/effect.

     The book starts out with Sarah living with her father and her brother, Chad. Life was fairly well with Sarah, nothing really out-of-the-ordinary. Little did she know, she was about to experience the most tragic thing in her life. A few days after her brother decided to join in on the war, her house was invaded and burned, along with her father having a blanket of tar placed over him, killing him. She decided to set out on a journey to find her brother.

    She started on her journey, and she ended up being fooled by the officer of the prison, who decided to trick her into giving her money. He later became kind-hearted and returned the stolen money. He decided to help Sarah find her brother. She made her way onto the Scorpion, only to find Chad's friend, David Whitlock, who had told her the news about her brother. Chad was dead, and this is the cause that she could never recover from.

     She went to a place where she met a nice lady, who told her of the land of the wild, where there were trees, animals, and no people. This sounded pretty good to Sarah. She decided to work her way there, running into a few problems, but mainly being a strong woman and making it into the wild. She decided to make herself a home in a cave, and the story goes on from there.

     So the cause is how Sarah lost all of her family, and the effect is that she decided to live alone, completely alone, in the woods, far away from any sort of village, and especially far away from the war. She clearly wasn't ready to handle the company of others just yet, after the tragic event that took place in her life.