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A sentence is worth 250 words...
Be it the 7 Eagles Jerseys, 9 Phillies Jerseys (1 of which is signed), 4 Flyers Jerseys (2 were actually worn on the ice), 4 Basketball Jerseys (1 is Michael Jordan’s McDonalds High School Jersey), 1 College Football Jersey (Joe Namath Alabama), as well as a jersey worn by Donovan Mcnabb in his rookie year, and many more jerseys that I have put away in my garage; But because of all of the choices, the one I have decided to wear today is just one of the many Phillies Jerseys, with the number of one of their “Aces” and Some of my friends have told me that I should consider selling some of my “Collection” or donate them to a charity that gives clothes to kids in poverty in third world countries, so I turned around and told them “You got to be out of your mind to even think for a second I would just give away these jerseys, but I suppose it would be a good thing,” so they told me “ that is just selfish if you think them kids don’t deserve to have them jerseys that you are not even wearing,” so being the type of person I am, I simply took only the jerseys that had no worth of EVER wearing and sent them to the charity organization that takes care of the distribution so a couple of days went by and I had received a couple of letters from places I had never heard of with pictures enclosed of the kids who got the jerseys.
The Ride Home
Accidental Trail
250 words
250 Word Sentence: Hoping for a Joke
Victoria sat on the cushion of the windowsill in deep thought, switching between glancing down at the dark vacant street below her, which was occupied by only two sleeping cars; one blue, one white, and then up at the sparkling starry sky while she hoped that at least one of the burning bodies of gases had received all of her telepathic wishes and had sent her back some sort of confirmation that earlier that day when Bobby Johnson had approached her in the hallway and grabbed her hand to pull her aside to say “Vicky, I… well, we…. I mean, I should first say that I… no wait, she became… sweet heart Lisa and I are having a baby,” he was jokingly referring to the most popular senior health project where the students pair up and take care of a child, and that when she laughed and shoved him playfully, replying, “Omigod, shut up- really? It’s such a shame; that child will die in days,” he would’ve smiled and agreed with a laugh of his own while wrapping his arms around her comfortably and reminding her of her future in bearing his children instead of remaining serious and grabbing her hand, holding onto it and refusing to let go until she undoubtedly understood that he was seriously and literally going to have a child with Lisa, who was not only her best friend since pre- school, but the one who had introduced Bobby to her as her first cousin, but dragging her along through this disturbing joke was just too much fun for him.
250 Word Sentence
250 word sentence (plus ending)
This House
If this house could talk, boy let me tell you it wouldn’t be happy.
Every word you here would be muffled by the cries
Of a house that’s been sufferin for so long, too long.
This house has seen so many tears from so many eyes.
Its heard so many words from so many mouths
That are never meant to leave ya mind.
This house would be tellin you that it knows more pain than anyone should.
It knows a girl who has been crying for so long she forgot how to smile.
It knows her daughter who feels so unwanted
That she doesn’t think shes even worthy of this house she calls home.
It knows the mother, the one who tries to feel like everything is ok
Who doesn’t let no one see her cry
Who is a young mother and a young grandmother
Who hides those pills in her room till the time she needs them
This house knows the man who owns it
The man who instills fear in every person that steps in that house
The man who has hurt so many with the words of his mouth and the sting of his hands
Then this house would tell you how scared it is.
It would tell you that it is so scared
That little girl
Just a baby just turned 5
Hardly knows the world.
No one wants her to be like that sister of hers
No one wants her to grow up in pain
But this house is so scared because it knows that this little girl needs her sister
This house knows that this little girl will one day have to know
Her sister aint even her real sister
This house would tell you that it can see
This little girl is gonna have to live without a dad and with a broken mother.
So let me tell you if this house could talk there would be so much pain
Global warmin wouldn’t mean nothin
The flood of our tears, of your tears would flood the world on its own.
When that day comes that this house does talk
Don’t ever forget that it is broken and in pain
But this house has always been strong enough
Strong enough to protect a family who needs love that this unspoken house gives.
250 words of fun
I just can't take it.
I can't ever do anything with my friends.
I can't ever go out.
Shopping?
Don't even ask
Movies?
Forget about it
I can't even go away for college.
i know I'm young but I'm about to see the world
Doesn't that count for something?
I know I don't get the best grades,
but Im dumb cause I dont?
I just don't get it,
Doesn't she know the more she smother me,
the more I wanna break free.
Story #4: The Winter of Pain
For the first couple of months, I kept getting infections and having to take antibiotics for them. Then, one day during winter break, I couldn't eat anything. I thought it was nothing so I just ignored it. As the day went on, I got sicker and sicker until I couldn't even move. My parents called the doctor and they just said I was dehydrated so I just had to keep drinking liquids, but sadly those didn't help. My parents took me to the doctor's office and had to run test on me. They found out that I had a stomach infection.
"How did that happen?" I asked. It turned out that I got it from taking too many antibiotics in such a short amount of time. I was out of school for a week, unable to eat anything but Girl Scout shortbread cookies.
Once I was better, I had to be taking back to the doctor. They said I had lost 6 pounds. I finally got back into school, I missed so much work. I promised not to get that sick ever again
250 Word Sentence
A 249 Word Sentence With Viscount Odin Prudence Monroe
It was noon when I told her -- her being a woman named Roberta who is prone to hysterics at the sheer mention of Monaco, bastard children, blonds, brunettes, tabby cats, or breakfast cereal due to the rather infamous actions of her eldest son at the end of the oh so harrowing France-Australia war -- of the very dead gentleman now adorning her critically acclaimed gnome sanctuary (a body which came to be in its present state, oh Reader, when a young, vivacious, albeit paranoid and often ridiculous woman from a small Minnesota town, who decided to leave her childhood home to join this small grouping of wayward individuals in Montana, including the befuddled Roberta, in the hopes of escaping the seemingly ever-present feeling of dread that stemmed from her growing realization that the world existed beyond the scope of her limited and often quite morose imagination, perceived she was in danger and being stalked as she walked home from her unfulfilling employment as the town’s assistant deputy sidewalk and bike lane inspector - a familiar feeling for this paranoid lass which tends to manifest itself most aggressively in the evening hours of a mildly comfortable day with a 50% chance of rain after ten, when she decided for safety’s sake to attack the assailant that was “undoubtedly” prowling behind with her purse bayonet, killing him instantly with his last thought being one of confusion as to why this crazed woman stabbed him while he was walking to his sister’s house.)
The Long Beginning of The Story
255 word sentence
251 Word Sentence Story
Time of 2011 (250 Word Sentence)
In the time of 2011, where coffee is god, where 80s/retro music reinvent’s the style of spring and fall with bulky sweaters and no care attitude that takes over the airways with “fight the power of the prepster “ defining the American youth, where v necks and large words get used such as cultivate, Ablutophobia & Haussmannize are accompanied with sly insults making the normal kid say “what!” teenagers blow up the population with condescending phrases therefore making assholes born and no more traces of friendliness available in the mellow pastime of the “Cookie cutter lifestyle”, where the an average sixteen year old can respond on the changing fashions of Monet with a French dialect while cheap coffee is being sipped in the mouth of the future, where in any other circumstances a child would be worried about the latest movie but, no now time has changed; Asshole have taken over the population, where smoking a cigarette and chi tea plus not going green a stigma of pure disgrace young innocent teenage minds has morphed into the 2011 frame here I stand here eighteen years of life having a large grasp on the person I am today and where I want to be instead of frantically running around like a chicken with my head cut off I’d regained my own internal being.
Demon Drop
"So how's the weather?"
"well i think -" anthony couldn't finish his sentence the only thing he got out was " Ahhh" and we all join in unison except me who was too busy laughing and trying to get air while falling. we fell and then were on our backs , we flipped to back at the line that we came from and we all got out laughing imitating his scream and re-enacting the whole thing over again. This i think was the most hilarious moment that happened while being at Dorney park.
Story #4 Not a leg to stand on.
The Longest Hour of My Life
Each day, it hits me more and more that you're leaving.
Dear Bianca,
There have been a lot of things going through my mind lately about you going into the military. Please don’t think that I am mad at you or I don’t want to support you, because I do. I admire you so much for having the guts and the bravery to enroll yourself into that line of duty. It takes a certain kind of person to be able to stand up in front of their country and place their life on the line to protect us.
You are my best friend here in school and I wouldn’t trade that for the world. When we get mad at each other, it’s a pain in the ass. As annoying as it is sometimes to come in 7:50 in the morning and listen to you yell and scream about the crack whore on the El who wanted to fight you, I enjoy it because I know there is no one else like you. There is no one else that I can experience that with and I love you for that. You just have to understand where I am coming from.
It’s a lot to take in, watching your best friend stress over filling out her forms to place herself in the military. You WILL be out there fighting, you WILL be out there risking your life, and frankly, that scares the shit out of me. I don’t want to you lose you, I never do, and you have to understand where your sister and I are coming from. I wish I didn’t have to talk to you about this, which is partially the reason I am writing you this letter because if I do try and tell you this in person, I will probably start crying.
Mrs. Hull approached me this morning because she feels like none of your friends are supporting you and I want you to know that I am by your side 100%, as crazy as your ideas and views may be, I will always be there for you. It took 4 years to fully understand you and I am happy that I do. I am so proud of you and your choices, please don’t ever think that I am not going to be by your side. I love you so much, like I said, you’re my best friend and one of the only people that I can trust these days. I want you to continue on with this because I know how dedicated you are to doing this and I wish I had your bravery.
Just be careful and always remember that everyone loves you. If you ever need anyone to talk to, you know I am here, by your side, every day, 24/7, 100%.
(:
I LOVE YOU<3.
Love,
Misssy.