Six Word Memoir

Introduction: For this writing assignment I was meant to sum up my life in six words. It seemed almost impossible, I have so much to say, and to be confined to six words is torture. Especially for me, as I consider myself an expressive writer and I want to show the reader so much but for this piece I couldn't. It was hard for me to come up with something at first but I took what I know about myself and put it down. 

I have dreams, yet lack action

Captain Tory

 

Introduction: For this writing assignment my creative writing teacher asked us to write a mysterious or sad story about a picture. I had a lot of fun writing this story, in fact I think it is one of my favorite pieces I've written. I wanted the reader to be guessing throughout the story what the background of the characters was by leaving little hints although I am not sure if I was successful.

I didn't like when I had to bring children on the boat. It made me sad, but I had grown accustomed to the emotion, it had become a part of me in a way, it was an occupational hazard. This particular little boy was different from the others. He didn't struggle or cry out; he just came with me, silent and with an expression of peace on his fact. I liked it when they came with me peacefully. I am guessing that this boy knew it had been coming, he had accepted his fate, he had gone through the grieving process and he was ready. He had sandy blonde hair, a striped shirt, and jeans on. His face was dry of tears and his muscles were relaxed under my firm grip of his arm. I swung the lantern three times and the schooner appeared. I could tell the boy knew where the boat would take him, where I would take him. The past was the past and he was ready to move on. There was something large in his pocket, though I wasn't sure what it was. At that moment he pulled out a baseball, how it fit in his pocket I wasn't sure, but the boy looked at this baseball and for the first time the boy genuinely seemed sad. It was worn and crusted with dirt. It was clear this ball had been well-used, a prize possession of the boy. He pulled his arm from my grip with ease as I was hypnotized by the peculiar actions of this boy. He took the ball and put it in my hand as a single tear came down his face. I felt the ball in my hand, each scrape, each bump, each imperfection; I took it and nodded at the boy as if we had exchanged some secret understanding. The boy then fixed his eyes on the boat that was steadily approaching. He coughed once, no twice into the blackness of the night. The boat had arrived, it was time.

Appointment With Love

Introduction: For this piece we were given the beginning of a story and meant to write the ending. Basically the beginning of the story was about a soldier who had fallen in love with a girl he was writing letters to but when he finally met her she was ugly and not what he expected.

There was something familiar about her, as if they were somehow connected. Bladford couldn't place it but somehow he knew her. Those creases and wrinkles were oddly recognizable although who it was, Bladford wasn't quite sure.
Helen limped over to him and tenderly reached out to caress his face. "You've grown," she said as her eyes watered.
"How do I know you," he asked mystified.
"You must forgive me, I was young and afraid you see," she whispered,"I just could --" she tried to keep talking but her emotions took over and all the sudden tears started flowing from her eyes and she sobbed uncontollably.
"What do you mean Helen, I am so confused," Bradford asked still attempting to get a grip on the situation.
Once she had caught her breath Helen pulled herself together and explained, "I was 16 when I became pregnant with you, so I had to give you up, to give you a better life. It was the hardest thing I've ever done but when your adopted parents told me you were off in the war, I couldn't stay away," she explained. "I simply had to contact you, and I didn't tell you who I was because I wanted to see you in person first, it wasn't something you could just write over a letter."
Suddenly Bradford realized what was going on, his mother, his real mother, was finally standing right in front of him. He had been writing to her the whole time and not even known.
"There is so much...... I mean so much time has passed....," said Bradford suddenly losing the ability to speak.
"I know," said Helen putting her head down, "I know I have missed a lot, but I don't plan on missing anymore. I don't expect you to forgive me, or even want to know me, but I want to know you more than anything. Your life, your experiences that a mother is meant to share with their children, will never be regained, although I can see that you have grown into a good man that I am proud of and I can't wait for you to share your life with me."
Bradford couldn't help but feel happy. He knew he should have been angry with his mother, at what she had done to him and how she had never tried to contact him until the war, although he loved. He knew whoever was writing the letters he would love, he had assumed he would find a partner for life, a sweetheart, although he found his mother and he felt he could love no one more.
"I must say that I am upset that you didn't try to contact me before the war, I would have liked to know my real mother, although I want to know you and I would like you to know the real me too."
Helen just smiled and then hugged her son, a hug long awaited.
"So," said Helen, "Where to begin."

Rope Swing

Introduction: This assignment was to write about a meaningful moment in life. We are meant to show a scene in our life that had an impact on us. I picked a moment in my life where I was with my best friend and I was at my happiest because those moments define me the most.

The rope swing had become a place of familiarity, on hot days when boredom seemed inevitable we went to the rope swing for entertainment. It was well worn, and the rope was crusted with dirt and dust from over the years. It most likely wasn't safe to use anymore, because if it broke you would plummet down into a ditch where there was only the slightest flow of water and rocks to greet you. There was a tree next to the rope swing that we would climb up and jump out of. I had a reputation of being a dare devil so I climbed the tree and jumped higher than anyone. At first I was just falling in the air, gripping onto the rope swing for dear life. Then the rope caught and I was swinging wildly out of control. I was sure I was going to slam into a neighboring tree and this would be my last moment. The last memory of my life would be me on a rope swing before I would be lying dead at the bottom of the ditch among the rocks. But the rope swing started to slow and the trees grew farther away, I was fine. I relaxed and laughed nervously as I looked at my friend, Annie Welden, who was clapping wildly because I had done the daring. But we weren't done yet. We wanted to try something new, something we thought wouldn't be as dangerous. We decided to go on the rope swing at the same time. I put my foot in then she put hers and we stacked them together. She gripped her hands on the rope and said, "Okay here we go." My hands were not on the rope yet, and in that moment I panicked but I didn't have time to think because before I knew it I was being dragged down the hill with only my foot still in the rope swing. I was upside down, dragged across the dirt and the rock, praying that it would end soon. Finally the swing stopped and I hung above the ditch a few feet from the ground. Annie lifted her food and I plopped on the ground and we started to laugh hysterically. We laughed and laughed and we couldn't stop. Then I noticed something weird about Annie, she had peed in her pants because she was laughing so hard. That just added to our laugher and in that moment I can't remember a time where I was happier, just sitting at the bottom of the ditch covered in dirt and scrapes with my best friend who had peed herself.

Elegy For Audrey Hepburn

Introduction: I did this poem as an elegy for Audrey Hepburn because I am one of her biggest fans. In my opinion Breakfast at Tiffanies is one of the best movies ever made. Her elegance and grace defined her as an icon and I wanted to share my appreciation and admiration for her in this piece.

The pinnacle of beauty during her reign of Hollywood
Audrey took the stage and created the movies that we so love
Everyone knows that old movies are far better than the modern
We miss the class and fashion that she brought to every event
We miss the spark of life she brought to the screen

She redefined what acting meant and transformed the standard

She was more than just an actor, she was an idol
A deity of sorts for little girls around the world
She didn’t just make movies, she was a philanthropist
A fashion icon who was full of humor and laughs

 She understood emotion such as pain and love which she brought to every show

She was the perfect picture of grace and innocence
With movies like My Fair Lady and Breakfast at Tiffanies
She showed us what it meant to have poise
She cared about the world and volunteered to help the less fortunate

 Every girl wanted to be her or at least become one piece of her

She had every quality that girls aspire to have
And her life held all the glamour yet modesty that made her who she was
The famous scenes that we have come to know will be glorified for ages to come
Her influence will stretch through time her legacy will never be forgotten

The Bar

Introduction: The outline for this assignment was telling a story about two best friends who have a argument about something and a resolution in the end. Chris and Pat could be either girl names, boy names, or one of each. In the case of my story Chris and Pat are both girls.

Chris and Pat were sitting at a bar relaxing for a little after work fun. Chris and Pat had been friends forever, inseparable since they were kids. That was until a cute guy sitting at the bar across from them seemed to be giving them a look. Pat was sure he liked her and was giving her the look, although Chris thought that he was into her, not Pat.
"He was definitely staring at me," Chris said.
"No, he was looking at me," Pat protested.
They argued back and forth for a while, both believing the cute guy was into them. Being best friends they made a pact to never let a boy get between them, but that didn't stop them. Then suddenly another cute guy comes up and gives the first guy a kiss. He was gay. Chris and Pat looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. Any time that they started to fight over a guy they just pretended he was gay so they could avoid ever letting a man get between their friendship.

The Bachelor: Prince Edition

Introduction: For this piece we had to take an orginal fairytale or a group of fairytales and change them. One of my guilty pleasures is the show The Bachelor so I decided to tell as story about the bachelor using fairytale character. In every princess movie or story there is always a prince charming so I made the prince charming the bachelor.

Once upton a time in a far away land called Los Angelels the Bachelor: Prince Edition was coming to its final episode. The final contestants were Snow White, Cinderella, and Sleeping Beauty who were all fighting for love. One tiara was on the platform, three beautiful princesses stood before Charming, but only one could be his wife.
"Do you know at this point which princess you are going to pick?" the Fairy Gid Mother asked Charming.
"Honestly Fairy God Mother, at this point I have no idea who will get the last tiara. Tey are all beautiful girls and I really appreciate that they have been so open with their hearts. They have been so vulnerable throughout this journey," Charming said, "to tell you the truth I want them all."
"I am so sorry Charming but unfortunately you can only pick one. Okay let's see what the girls have to say," said the Fairy God Mother.
"Why do you think that you and Charming are the best fit?" the Fairy God Mother asked Snow White.
"Well at the home town date, Charming got along with all the dwarves, except Grumpy of course and I could just see Charming fitting in with the family so well." Snow White answered.
"What about uou Cinderella, why do you think you have a connection with Charming?" the Fairy God Mother asked.
"He is the first person I have met that hasn't made me clean, it is so nice, plus one time I lost my shoe and he was genorous enough to retrun it to me. He is so kind I could really see a future with him," said Cinderella.
"Last but not least why do you think you have a connection with Charming," the Fairy God Mother asked Sleeping Beauty.
"Well he was a horse, which is pretty awesome. Sometimes I fall asleep on our dates, but he is always really nice about it and wakes me up so I can enjoy the rest of our time together," said Sleeping Beauty.
"Thos were great answers ladies," said teh Fair God Mother,"But the night has finally come, and at this point no one knows who Charming will give the last tiara to. Will it be the girl who lives with seven dwarves, the gril who cleans and loses shoes, or the girl who falls asleep?"
The Fairy God Mother came out. "Princesses this is the last tiara tonight, Charming whenever you're ready," said the Fairy God Mother who then flew out of the room. Charming picked up the last tiara and held it in his hands which were beginning to sweat.
"First ladies I would like to say that I have fallen in love with all of you and would like you all to be my wives but apparently in my contract it says that I can only pick one of you so sorry, but this is how it has to be," said Charming.
Intense music started playing in the background and right when Charming was going to pick, but suddenly Sleeping Beauty fainted.
"Umm okay so I wasn't really going to pick her anyway is there any way we can just put her in the car without her waking up and send her home?" said Charming.
The Fairy God Mother came in and put a spell on Sleeping Beauty so that she floated in mid air and took her out to the limo which would drive her home.
"Okay Charming you may continue," said the Fairy God Mother.
Just then Grumpy, one of the seven dwarves, entered the room.
"Snow White, I know I am Grumpy, but you are the only one who makes me happy and I love you. Please don't marry Charming," said Grumpy.
"Oh Grumpy, I love you too," said Snow White who bent down to kiss Grumpy as they exited the room.
"Well," said Charming,"Cinderella will you accept this tiara?"
"Honestly Charming you are great guy but I need to focus on my career. I am starting my own cleaning business," she said enthusiastically.
"Great, I am all alone. Well um Fairy God Mother, will you accept this tiara and do me the honor of becoming my wife?" asked Charming.
"Oh Charming, I thought you would never ask," said the Fairy God Mother.
Charming and the Fairy God Mother got married and lived happily ever after.