Jenna Monologue

Early that morning, newly hired park ranger, Jennifer Flores, stuffed a banana into the blender and mixed up a high energy chocolate drink. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was clean and free of makeup. She was dressed in a black jogging outfit that hugged her body tightly and showed off her shape. She poured her drink into a glass and guzzled it down like she was in a beer chugging contest with her sorority sisters.

Dictionary.com defines human being as “a person, especially as distinguished from other animals or as representing the human species. This means anyone who has a human body can be a human being. In the book The Adoration of Jenna Fox by Mary E Pearson, Jenna Fox is a 17 year old girl who just woke up from a coma and has no clue who she is. She moved from Boston to California with her family because her family did something illegal. When Jenna was in Boston she got in a car crash with her friends Locke and Kara who died. In order to bring Jenna back to life, her father performed a procedure using biogel so that she would have 10% of her brain back but could not remember what happened. Towards the end of the story, Jenna meets Ethan who

I’ll be a balmy summer’s morning and you’ll ride at a comfortable pace down rowdy sidewalk of flinders’ lane. Your thoughts will skim briefly over the funny conversation from the previous night, before settling with quiet satisfaction over the forlorn gurgles of your empty stomach. Pleasant chimes will become audible as your iPhone vibrates, and when your heart sinks deep into the pit of your stomach, somewhere, you’ll know. Call it what you like, we think its fear, but it’s chemical. It’s the imbalances in the brain, fluctuations in the level of cortisol and serotonin that stimulate your senses and rev up the volume of those voices inside your head; those uncalled for whispers that tell you you can’t; no Jeanie, you shouldn’t, it’s not worth it in its cautious, menacing little voice.

I sit in my house with guilt rushing through my blood. How could I do this to Rachel? How could I trick her into marrying me? Why have I focused my life on money instead of love? Why have I betrayed her? She sits quietly. Eating two meals at once like a great white shark devouring a fish. She concentrates on every little thing she does. For just a second I focus on her. Then my mind clouds, and one image has appeared. Vanessa. As if she controlled my mind and altered what thoughts I had. I have been having an affair with Vanessa, Rachel’s neighbor, for a little while now. She is as beautiful as a diamond in the sunshine. Her jet black hair falls perfectly to her shoulders, and her bright green eyes seem as though they look into her soul. Her

Hello my name is Madelyn Johnson, I attend Bartels Middle School and am a 11 years old. I have played ball ever since I was little and fell in love with it instantly. I would watch the Brewers all the time and they give me motivation. I really appreciate how many of the activities are involved around children. I wish I could go to more games in the summer.

One day, Abby, Jenna, and their parents were going camping. Early in the morning, their mom ran into their room and yelled that they were late and needed to go right that second. They jumped out of bed and dumped one of their drawers into their suitcase. They closed it, got ready, and ran to the car.

hard time. All of her known family members had passed away, and Mrs Murdo was the only

She runs home as fast as she cans, leaving a watery black trail behind her. As she runs up onto her doorstep, a strange looking figure walks slowly behind her. She slams open the door with giant grayish black stain on the living room rug. “O my gosh, honey what happened to you!” Yollies mother gasped. “My dress is ruined; ruined I tell you, it started to rain my hair got soaked and just if that wasn’t good enough, the dye on my dress washed away!” She cried. As her mom hears a knock on the door she opens it, and she asked,”hi young man, may I help you? Yollie turned around and saw it, he was Ernie a Castillo! With his black suit soaked his hair damp and the purple flower in his suit pocket, light purple flower petals flowing away with every drop of the rain. “Ernie what are you doing here!”she gasped. He had came back for her out of the love in his heart. He wanted Yollie to feel better after all her clothes got ruined.

“William! Get back here! You know that’s Melinda’s land!” Carefree young William raced through the field, closing in on Melinda´s apple orchard. Melinda was the evil fairy who owned 25 acres just outside the town. On her land was an orchard. In this orchard grew the finest apples in all of England. These large, sweet apples were desired by any who laid eyes on them. The only problem was Melinda… She cursed anyone who dared step foot on her land, especially her cherished apple orchard.

I remember walking through the doors of my high school and feeling a mixture of dread and excitement settle heavily somewhere between my throat and my gut. This was not the first time, nor the last time that I experienced what most people would call butterflies, except in my case it felt more like the butterflies were nukes playing tag, and the aftershocks were giving me the shakes. Due to my inability to talk to my fellow classmates without feeling like a leaf in the middle of a hurricane, I came to the conclusion that the only way to get rid of this fear was to face it head on, so that’s exactly what I did.

"No way, Em." I say taking a hand full of popcorn and shoving it in my mouth.

Before Charlie Ward’s death, Jenna was very close with her friends and her boyfriend. Her father’s death affects her relationships because she starts to separate herself from others because she needed a longer time to grieve. For example the novel states, “She doubted she’d ever want to go to another party for as long as she lived. At parties she would have to pretend everything was fine, as if her father’s death had just been some brief interruption in her life…” In that quote, Jenna does not want to see any of her peers because she still feels empty inside. Also, Jenna hates when people are sympatheic to her and she does not want to have anyone tell her they know how she feels. With her boyfriend, Jenna starts to have panic attacks around

Kayla Bennett, a 16 year old junior at Pitman High School is definitely an amazing girl to be around. She has many interests outside of her academics, some of which include playing the ukulele, singing, “Only when I’m by myself.” She chuckled. “I have a great interest in theater also”, she lightly mentioned. She continued, painting with water colors and doing yoga about 6 days a week.

Richard and I go to breakfast and we talk, or should I say Richard talked about his job,money and even about the damn Market crash. While he was talking,I kept hoping James would come in to save me. Breakfast ends and we go our separate ways.

I’m afraid my epitaph will read: “Here lies Julie: a girl who spent her life trying to please others.” I fear wasting precious time caught up in my thoughts where there’s no risk of failure, but no chance for success. I just have to listen to myself. I can’t follow my every whim and dream, but I can stop every now and then and ask if I’m happy. Am I enough? I can fill my hours with people who make me smile and activities that open my heart, so my tombstone will declare: “Here lies Julie: she left nothing