Monologue High School

My friends don't walk, they run Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun Poppin' poppin' ballons with guns Gettin' High off helium We paint white roses red Each shade from a different person's head This dream, dream is a killer Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar Now I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe

To say she is shocked to see a teenage girl blonde teenage Barbie lookalike where her 40 year old one night stand should be is an understatement what the fu.... I explain about everything the d.n.a trial the Dr McCormick everything in a high pitched voice of a teenage girl when I finally finished Vera still shocked says what your saying is impossible. No shit I say in a way that seems bitchy. We have to get you to this Dr McCormick. I text her no answer and I call and don't even get an answering machine start to panic I will come back as I start to panic I don't want to be a girl I don't know how to be a girl. I want to be me/John as Vera comes back with unisex sweats. No use putting it off any longer I think as I strip to my birthday suit.

“I wish dad was here” Tom shouted, completely oblivious to just how serious the situation was and it didn’t look like it was going to stop anytime soon. He smiled innocently and the whole experience reminded him of a trip to Coney Island he had taken with his parents a couple of years earlier. With his arms raised up above his head he began yelling in excitement as though he was on a rollercoaster, looking up to see how long it took for his gloves to turn white.

I couldn’t sleep. I looked at my somewhat dim, water powered alarm clock, wondering what time it was. 7:43. Way early. Despite being awfully comfortable, I got up, figuring I was just hungry. As I walked the the kitchen, I pondered about my snack. Carrots and orange juice usually is the best choice. ( This is actually a good midnight snack! You should try it! ) I made it to the fridge. As I opened it, I took in the cold air against my warm, cozy fur. Then I realized, that I was sweating. I dropped the blanket I had wrapped around me. Much better. I grabbed my carrots and orange juice, dragged the blanket behind me and took my time getting back to my room. I hopped onto the bed with my snack in hand, and turned on the TV with the remote. The button let out a quiet ‘click!’ as I pushed the smooth, plastic button, before the TV turned on.

There was a fresh chill in the air when she stepped out onto the sidewalk. Snow was sprinkling down coating the pavement in front of the building. She had to tug her hood just a little tighter as she carefully made her way up the little entrance way.

I didn’t know any better. I didn’t know it could kill me. One time when I was 8, I was playing with some chapstick. I was putting It on everything when I decided to take a bite out of it. I ended up getting really sick and almost dying.

I covered every inch of myself, so now I could only see thru the misshapen opening of my hood. I slowly waded thru the slush of snow. I shoved my hand into the pockets of my coat, desperately trying to keep them warm. Ever since I was a kid, I feared hypothermia. I was so afraid of losing my fingers and toes to the point where I rather just lose the whole arm, instead of just one finger.

I am very excited and grateful that you and your family are going to be hosting me for the schoolyear. I am really looking forward to living in Norway, especially Bergen. Yes, Maria reached out to me on Instagram, which was very nice of her. I will be departing for New York City on Aug. 16, and I’ll be in Oslo on Aug. 18. In between, I’ll have a layover in Finland.

Lent recently began and like many, I have been thinking of what I can give up. Even if you don't celebrate Lent, I think it's good for us all to take stock of what we can leave behind.

It was 'Back To School Night' tonight and I hadn't seen or spoken to Austin in a month. I didn't even know who was coming to pick Riker up because he would rush out of the room as soon as the bell rang. I had figured Austin told him not to speak to me.

“ Do you really have to go back? Can’t you stay here with us? I’m sure it would be alright.Besides, you’re hurt. You’re in no shape to go anywhere. Your arm could get worse. ” I shook my head at the suggestion. I tied my rusty brown red braids back out of my face while smiling at the man before me.

With haste, II bundled up in my pink, luscious terry cloth robe, and with lack of enthusiasm, knotted the bulkiness, and edged myself to the cat-walk. I heard “Bam Bam!” at my front door which caused my eyes to gaze downward, out the window, but, there was nothing to be seen, therefore no sense in getting dressed.

Once upon a time there was an 15 year old boy or adult, his name was Adam he played football. He was pretty good at football. All he wanted was to date a girl that liked him, like the one girl that he sit’s with every day. She just turned 15. She has brownish, reddish hair, about 5’4, and her name is Danielle. She was the head cheerleader and she was pretty good at it to. He likes her, but he doesn’t know that she likes him. It’s Sunday and he can’t sleep he’s so anxious to sit with her or even see her. The weekend kill’s him he can’t stand to be away from her. When he wakes up to get dressed in the morning to go to school his mom walks in said crying and said that his great grandma had passed away at 5:30 p.m and we have to go to her funeral.

Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out Take our tears and put them on ice Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light

Wind softly blew against the waving trees, creating a lovely scene of falling leaves. The sun shone at its highest point in the sky. A boy sat in front of a tree with his eyes closed shut. The tree’s roots and branches stretched out as far as the eye could see. It stood firmly on the ground, keeping the boy in his resting position. This was the boy’s paradise. A place where he could be himself and in a peaceful environment. Where no one could bother him, yet one day when the boy closed his eyes once more he heard something strange. His brown eyes slowly opened and found themselves laying upon another pair of eyes. The deep and mysterious eyes stared into him. The icy look shook him to his core. Many pairs of eyes kept appearing everywhere around him. Surrounding the boy. Cornering him against the tree. He felt up the trunk only for it to crumble in his hands. The grass turned dark and ugly and the peacefulness became eerie. It was as if the world around him crumbled as the dark eyes stared into his very soul. His legs shook and trembled under him, he could barely stand up. The eyes continued to stare. Watching him. Judging him for all he’s done. They enveloped him into their darkness and left him stranded in emptiness. He tried finding an exit. Finding a way out. He couldn’t find a way to escape the darkness. A bright single light shined in the dark. The boy covered his eye with his bandaged up arms to shield himself, but nothing happened. The boy moved his arms to see what happened and stood before him was a man. The man moved his hand