A mid school's day mistake 5

Sebastian's three siblings ran down the stairs in a flurry of sound and commotion, first his sister Sophie who was the age of five followed his two brothers James and Richard, age four and nine, fighting each other as they descended.
"Hi mommy." Sophie said.
"Good morning dear. How was your night?"
"Great! I dreamed of ponies and unicorns and the strange man who lives down the street but Mr. Gamgie shooed him away."
"Well that's very nice of him to do that." replied her mother, "Boys stop that before someone gets hurt."
"Ok mom." the two intoned. Richard let go of the strangle hold he had on James and the two sat down to the kitchen table. "What's for breakfast?" James asked. "Can we have corn puffs?" Corn puffs were generally a treat in the house and since they hadn't had it in a while James was hopeful.
"I'm sorry dear, we ran out the last time we had them." James hung his head.
"Cheer up kiddo" Sebastian tried sympathetically, "maybe next week." James head perked up at that thought.
"Well I'm going to go pack up my bag and leave for school." Sebastian said.
"Don't forget your lunch bastian, i made it last night." she handed him a paper bag.
"Thanks" Sebastian walked up the stairs and into his room. School papers were spread out everywhere on the tiny desk he had by his bed. He gathered them up in his binder and jammed it into his bag, followed by the brown paper lunch.

A mid school's day mistake 4

The stairs squeaked as Sebastian's slightly over weight mother came down the stairs. Yawning Sebastian greeted his mother without vigor or any cheer.
"What time did you get to bed Sebastian?"
"Eleven"
"Oh, I don't recall you leaving the basement when I went to bed and that was at 11:30."
"Well it was 11:45 when i went to bed then." Sheesh, won't she leave me alone.
"Your father will be home around 6:00 tonight so we'll be having a late supper." She paused, thinking for a moment. "That doesn't mean you can stay out all hours of the afternoon tho. I want you home for supper no questions asked. Besides you'll have plenty of home work to do, so you best be home early."
"Yeah, whatever." Sebastian was boring of his mother's company.
"Don't you take that tone with me. You need to start caring about your life, make plans for the future. I know you're destined for greater things than your father and this town."
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. I DON'T CARE! There's no way for you to do anything about it tho." With that he staked from the kitchen with his toast back to the computer desk. The folding chair creaked as he sat down on it. Wiping the sleep from his eyes Sebastian looked at the screen. The screen saver was up. He moved the mouse, the screen flashed back to the desktop. He opened up his email and clicked on the only message there.
It read: Yo Sebastard, there's this party down at Jim's house tonight. You should come. Sebastian moved the mouse to delete the message but the pointer wouldn't work. Fuck, it's frozen once again. Sebastian gave up on it and manually shut it down.

A mid school's day mistake 3

Sebastian got out of the shower and toweled himself down. He wrapped the towel about his waist and walk back to his room leaving his boxers on the floor of the bathroom. Sebastian got dressed and went back down the stairs. Noises from his awakening family could be heard above him if he had bothered to pay any attention to them. Instead he sat down on the folding chair at the families outdated computer. He turned it on and waited for the Windows 95 logo to appear. When it was finally done opening he started the Internet. The dial tone sounded as it connected with the phone line. Sebastian went into the kitchen to make breakfast knowing well that it'd take awhile.
Sebastian decided he'd have toast and jam this morning. He tossed two pieces of bread in the toaster and took the jam out of the old fridge. It was amazing that it could still keep a relatively cold temperature at all. Light broke over the dales outside, streaming into the dim kitchen. Dirt coated the floor and base boards. It wasn't often that his mother would clean the kitchen, looking after all the children was hard enough for her. Plus it didn't help that her alcoholic husband was never around the house other than to eat and sleep.

ode to a tiny green lump i found in my belly button

well as you can see i'm totally bored. so bored that i'm quoting hitch hikers guide to the galaxy. todays title came from the first book in the five book trilogy. that made me wonder, how can it be a trilogy if there are five books. sorry if i wasted anyones precious time in writing this for the general public to read.

A mid school's day mistake 2

Why today? There's too much to do. GAH!! I just want this nightmare of a life to change. I'm bored of all the drudgery of school and all that fucking homework of mine. Sebastian yawned with great vigor. Standing he noticed something on the sheets. "Fuck" he intoned under his breath. I must have pissed myself. Too embarrassed to tell anyone he grabbed up his sheets and took them downstairs to the washer. Luckily for Sebastian no one else was awake and his father had already left for his shift at the Mine. A deadly quiet surrounded him and sent a chill down his spine. He turned on the washer and went back upstairs to the shower. Ahhh to be the first in is always a treat.
Water cascaded down his back, spilling over his shoulders and down his front. A sudden urge came over him and he felt excited. Looking down he realized what was happening and blushed. Is this going to happen every time I'm in the shower or what. Sighing Sebastian decided to try and think of something else. So of course music started popping into his head. And it's go boys go, they'll time your every breath... And song after song came to him as he washed himself. Every now and then he'd feel inclined to singing a line here and there. He could have listened to the radio but nothing was on in the mornings. Nothing of interest anyways.

A mid school's day mistake 1

Go with the flow man, see where it takes you. Why the hell did i listen to him. I'm going to smash his brains in if i get out of this. Great waves of rage welled up in Sebastian as these thoughts came to him. He picked up a rock from the riverside. Muscles tensed as he threw all his emotions all his rage and pent up hatred into that one stone. It flew through the air in a smooth arc barely caressing the setting suns rays. It hit the other bank with an almost sickening thud. Spent from that small feat and the days events Sebastian lay down and drifted into sweet nothingness. Only to be haunted by his fears in his sleep.

Sebastian woke with a start, only to realize it was only a dream. He slowly sunk back onto his warm bed. Sleep attacked his eyes so he fought back with his fist, rubbing away futilely. The only way he was going to wake up fully was to have a shower, but even that seemed like a hard task. For one everyone else in the house would be "fighting" for the shower. It wasn't actual fighting tho. it was just that one would get there before another and the other would wait impatiently in their room. But the true problem was that it was so damn hard to get out of that warm, comfy bed. Even if he got out of bed and turned off the alarm clock across the room he would end up back in the bed and fall asleep.

road side cafe (written Aug.14th)

She searched his face for meaning, finding none she turned away. she stared at the floor looking for something to say. why couldn't she sat anything, why was nothing coming to mind? She tried to speak but only a tiny squeak came out. He giggled. Why? "Is something funny?" "Yeah you." she laughed. she was acting rather odd. she searched his face once more finding kindness and understanding. why couldn't she just tell him why did she feel this way. he looked at her. "well, bye." what where are you going?
"Where are you going?" "hmm... home I guess." "When will i see you again." "When the moon lines up with Venus and Mars." "Whens that?" "maybe never but it still possible." he continued to walk. she got up from the cafe chair and started after him but realized it was foolish. what could she say that would change his mind.
Why do I keep doubting myself. It not right. These doubts are unbased. why all the questions. he was gone from sight and she was standing there looking like an idiot staring after him. A wave of embarrassment washed over her. it hit her full in the face. It was...

This here is a quick write. i write what ever comes to mind in ten minutes. its good to have a starting point so if you'd like to suggest something sometime it'd be great.

Poem Factory

this is a thing we did in class the only line i wrote is the first. I'll keep all the punctuaion points and everything the way it was written on the page

It was a beautiful spring day on the farm.
and it started to rain.
It was a beautiful moment
the way the feeling flooded in me
was like niagra falls
big and brilliant, costless but expensive
None of these words describe Kathryn, ones that do are forbidden
Forbidden, meaning extremely SEXY!
hmm.. sexy... what does that mean?
It means whatever you want it to mean baby...
I WANT TO FREAK BABY. AND THEN... Heart attack
Falls to the ground.
The man begged to be forgotten
But to be forgotten was a gift not granted
but given from Cinderellas fairy godmother
stripped like the help
while saying fuck me now
screaming, bucking back and forth, I needed you now
right now, laced you now
right this very minute
What happened next, I will never forget
nor will I remember.
I will not remember either.
As this has been too terrible to justify second thought.
Second thought said so
No time for second thoughts
No way to turn back
McKay is annoying me. And I am McKay! (as a side note this line here is by the teacher :P)
I am It! I created myself!
I am the creator of
All that is cool.
The End. (I believe i wrote this line too but it doesn't matter)

The Slowest Dance Ever

It was a cool, clear night,
in a nightclub downtown.
The night was still young,
and I had a lot to think about.

The club was packed full
with spotlights shining everywhere.
People were dancing all over the place,
while the drinks were still flowing.

The music slowed as the DJ changed songs
and I saw her there looking so beautiful.
She wore a white dress and her hair low.
She came over and asked me to dance. I said yes.

The way her body felt under my hand.
The way her dress felt against my skin.
The way her head gently leaned against my shoulder.
It was like heaven on earth.

It was a cool, clear night,
in a nightclub downtown.
The night was still young,
and I had a lot to think about.

Annoucement

Ok, so the next poems and stories are from my grade 10 year in Literary Arts class. I'm going to improve on them where i feel necessary. But some don't need it so... yeah :P

Cruel fate

The wind tears at my soul.
Driven by a sense of urgency
as i walk down the lonely road.

Voices echo from a far
getting closer to where i am.

Why won't they go away
just for a few more hours.
So i can be alone with my thoughts.

Morning light crests the stoic buildings.

Where is my destination?
I can't seem to remember;
all i know is that i want the voices
to SHUT UP!

Finally i come to a door that seems familiar.
Ahh quiet, sweet oblivion.
But now that i have a place to think
nothing comes to me.

What a cruel fate.

An Ode to an ex

Your passion is lacking
your love it is tacky.
You kiss like I'm not there.
You talk of others in front of my face
and i took it without a care.

You said you didn't love me
my heart it did wonder
why you even tried.
Still i thought that i did
till you said i was a gid,
that you were pressured into it some how.

So i'll say this to you
in a sweet adieu
Your love it meant nothing at all.

A Long Embrace

Blood flows through my veins
faster than before.
Knees lock, feel like falling
but can't stop.

Want this to go on forever
wishing it would never end.
Getting tired
hope it won't offend.

You move away
a slow inhale.
My head is light
and the pleasure is hell.

It's a good feeling that i want to stay
but it hurts so much when you go away.