John Michael Hayes

The senses Kellymae, was in fact, no normal girl. I guess you can say that she had some sort of “gift”. However, she didn’t necessarily like this “gift”, she was always picked on as a kid for it. Even by her aunts and uncles, they always told her to knock it off, that ‘it’s not funny, stop with these childish games’. But she knew these things weren’t funny, heck, she didn’t ask to be able to see them. If it was her choice, she wouldn’t ever want this- this stupid, stupid gift. She first realized

Alaska Team Support This year I was involved in numerous activities in support of the Booz Allen in Alaska. My three primary areas of involvement were in the Junior Achievement program, the Air Force Airman Financial Literacy program and in support of the Joint Base Elmendorf Richardson Wounded Warrior rodeo. In addition to this, I also participated in the local Fun Times activities with the rest of the Booz Allen team in Alaska. I volunteered as a mentor and presenter to a local high school with

One ordinary day, with art Mrs. Johnson awoke on a beautiful morning. She then looked out her apartment window she then recognized that some birds were flying outside her apartment window she also observed that the sun was up. She then decided to get up and get ready to go. She suddenly got up and started getting ready for her day. Before long she rushed out the door, and started walking downtown. Mrs. Johnson approached an art department. She then decided that she wanted to make her day extraordinary

1. The daughter was beautiful and a happy baby. Emily was active, play, and full of life like the other babies when she was young: She was a beautiful baby. The first and only one of our five that was beautiful at birth. You do not guess how new and uneasy her tenancy…….. She was a beautiful baby. She blew shining bubbles of sound. She loved motion, loved light, loved color and music and textures. She would lie on the floor in her blue overalls patting the surface so hard in ecstasy

“If you look for the light you will often find it, but if you look for the dark. That is all you will ever see.”- Uncle Iroh from Avatar the Last Airbender. I am a dragon that spreads fire throughout the world, leaves scars on family, and has always tried to be stopped. What am I? I’m disease.Flowers with cards. IV’s in a tangled ball. Crayon drawings of horses. Worksheets that aren’t completed. 1st grade was to hard for them.They thought, was this normal for any normal family starting to move into

Jayna burst into the clearing on the back of the unicorn. Chaos recognized her immediately. “You!” Jayna demanded, “Let them go evil thing!” She was a little disappointed her voice was back to normal, her goddess voice was much more intimidating. Her heart thumped so hard with fear that she thought it would bruise her ribs. “You 're the easiest of all,” said the black thing in a voice she recognized. It was Dr. Wright 's. Already Wright 's body was being deformed by the being that cohabited it

official; and John Kiriakou, a former C.I.A. officer now serving a prison term . Reason why Snowden had to flee before he made public what he had been doing and shared the information he had. He argued that Hong Kong was a city of people who encouraged freedom of speech;

Seeking Santa a spot near the radiator, behind the chair,my hiding place each Christmas Eve,in my dreams is always there.with twinkling lights reflecting off the icicles,so many, the star that shone so bright ontop, the gifts beneath, aplenty.I 'd sit there waiting, eager to see, the jollyold elf who seemed to know me, no movewould I make, not a peep nor a soundin case Santa came and I would be found.quiet and warm and tucked in tight, I 'dwait there alone in the dark on that night,sure I would see

Four A.M. My vision begins to reoccur, in a daze, I glance at my watch and it’s four- o’three A.M. “Oh no, no, no. It can’t be that late already.” Shaking my friends I yell, “ It’s 4 in the morning! We have to go and get home before my mom waking up or I will be grounded for the rest of the summer!” They barely comprehend that, so I grab each one of them by their wrist and drag them to where I find Frank. Frank agrees that he will find a ride and that he will take care of Circe. Sprinting to the

The older I get, and the closer I get to adulthood, I am always trying to figure out the reason I am alive. Being the small person I am in such a big world, it makes it difficult for me to understand why I am here and what I am supposed to do. Growing up in a Christian home, I was taught to follow the rules, have good morals, and to be a follower of God. However, I never know if what I am doing is the right thing. I have donated most of my free time to my church, but instead of being involved in