Poem

 Facing Reality

Like a resort as you drift off at sleep,
another world is waiting for you to keep.
Where is your body when you are in your dream,
Is everything really what it seems?
In dreams, what you want comes true,
Just let your dreams take you.
Into an imaginary land, where you are the author,
Where things have no meaning,
And you have no feeling.
Where your thoughts all drift together,
Just don’t get caught in your dreams forever.

By. Skylar

 

I like this poem because I love  dreaming and  imagining stuff in my head. It can give me new ideas and  lets me relax my brain. It can even give me story’s to tell when ever I’m with my friends.

Heeley

My eyes widen as I tore  the bright red raping paper . oh my! HEELEYS! I put them on right away. these are my favorite shoes  I remember riding around down town, in the mall, and in skate parks. you could take the wheels out and just walk in them and put them o when you want to get some where fast. that’s way that are my favorite shoes.

Mistake

Jones Liddy

Backflip

My wet feet released off the tree and I was airborne . Climbing trees on a hot  sunny day, and swinging off a rope swing. I fly through the air rolling and smack I hit the water with all the air knocked out of my lungs, coming up out of the water gasping for air.

    My friend Michael and I were swinging off a rope swing across the lake on a blazzing hot day. there was a waterfall next to the rope swing with bright green moss growing from the hard sturdy rock. we climbed up to see the naro cold steam dripping off the tall stomach dropping rock. A beautiful view up beyond the water fall while thesun set, so i went back to the rope swing. The rope was tied multiple times so i felt safe i leaped into the green murky water and snap the rope broke and i was waving my hands in the air, and Boom, i landed on my stomach under water trying to get up out of the water thinking that i might drown.

    Finally I got out of the water gasping for air thinking about how I’m so happy that I didn’t die. My ached lungs-pain shot through them as I breath in and out. When I jumped, my life flashed before my eyes and I stiffened up. I hear my friend scoot down the tree asking me if I’m alright over and over a told him that I was fine and lets tie it back together and lets swing again.