Secrets

Dear Dr.Octopus, 

    I know that it has been quite some time since I have seen you. For that, I am truly sorry. I do not know what has come about me lately. I am feeling unwell. So much has occured since we have last met. The last time I saw you was when I got my cute, one eyed, on horned purple people eater. He was the cutest little thing there ever was. I remember how well he got along with everyone, especially you. You were his absolute favorite, aside from me of course. It pains me to tell you this, but he has passed away. He became ill with some horrible disease when he ate hospital patients. Doctors believe that while nursing him back to health, the disease has come over me aswell. I have hope that I will be quite alright. I am a fighter. After all, I did grow up with you as my mentor. 

                                                 Sincerely,

                                Suize Snuffelufagous

Rejected

There are many situations in which a person might feel he or she has been repeatedly rejected by others. Some situations include plans beening cancelled repeatedly throughout a short period of time, or being excluded from conversations. When the side walk is only big enough for two people to walk side by side and that third friend gets stuck behind them, one may feel rejected. When a group of people are next to someone and the group excludes said person, one may feel rejected. In such situations, the rejected person may feel a variety of emotions. One may become depressed and feel that no one cares enough to recognize their existence. They could experience loneliness due to the lack of attention. Although everyone experiences different emotional responses, many are disturbed by the fact that they have been rejected. It is never a positive thing to feel ignored,positively or not.

Gothic Literature

Gothic literature is most effective in emphasizing supernatural elements. In Frankienstien, the monster is this supernatural element. Although the monster may be used as a horrific creature, it conveys more of a supernatural feel. The monster is a concoction of human body parts used to create "the perfect person." Altimatley, the creation of such a thing isn't as horrific as it is paranormal.

Haunted Horror

Mary Shelly starts "Frankienstien" with letters from an adventurer to his sister. This leads into the story of "the stranger." Although I love the concept. I would start a "ghost story" a bit differently. I want something that would really wheel a reader in. Start it off with a BANG!  I don't know exactly how I would start it. It would depend on the content of the story. I just know that I want the first words to stick with the reader. Maybe even start it with a short phrase like "It's just the beginning..." 

"Let me be your hero baby"

If I was a superhero, I would not allow anyone to know my secret identity. I would help people to make the world a better and safer place, not for the fame. If people knew who I was, than they may try to send me rewards. That is not what being a superhero means! Being a superhero mean helping those in need and not expecting anything in return. To be a superhero means to be selfless. It is just not possible to be selfless and expect to receive money or rewards. I would save people because I want a better world for the next billion generations to grow up in. Hopefully, people will be influenced by some unknown super hero and actually become more loving and caring.

Invisible

As a child

I always wanted  to be invisible

Wouldn't that be cool?

If no one could see me

Then I couldn't act a fool

No one could laugh

No one could hurt me

Being invisible

Would be the perfect life for me

I could stay out of sight

And be happy for once

I could live my life

How I always thought I should

Maybe it is not much of a life at all

But it happens to be something I want

Because what I am living

I would hardly call a life

I get through everyday

Just waiting for the next

But I should enjoy the day

Not struggle through it

I should feel comfortable in my own skin

And love who I am

But I can not do that

When I feel judgement all around

Broken Promises

There was once a girl

Who made a promise she could not keep

She tried so hard

But she became so weak

She promised him her love

Now and forever

They wanted to have children

Though they never

She was in and out of the hospital

Time and time again

She was told to say her goodbyes

Because she was near the end 

How could she tell the truth

About the fate she has come to meet

How could she break a promise

That she always intended to keep

"My dearest love,

How do I tell you...

I could not keep the promise

But know that my love was true."

Desperate Measures

There was once a time
In which a child was stuck
He had to make a choice
That was just his luck

He did not know what to do
He was trapped within his mind
There was an answer awaiting
That he just had to find

Most of the time
He struggled with the thought
Was it worth it
Or was it not

He took desperate measures
Always trying to please
So that one day
His mind might be at ease

As the years passed
The child became weak
But through his darkest hours
He remained on his feet

Mountain after mountain
Sea after Sea
The beautiful child discovered
What it takes to be "me"

~Taylor Josephine

Trust me

The only time in my life in which I had to convince someone of something has been me having to convince myself that I am not a lost cause. People make mistakes and I have made my fair share, but that does not mean that I am less of a person. It is a constant battle trying to convince someone that they are not worthless. It is not a quick fix, or an over night event. It takes years and years to restore the amount of confidence that was once there. This is something that I have personally come to face. Everyday I try to convince my self that I am still worth the fight. It takes consistency not to relapse and fall back into old patterns. Somedays are harder than others, but in the end I know that I am worth it. I am quite the persuader.

My High School Battle Battle Field

    It has become apparent throughout my high school years that I struggle with quite a bit academically. Not only have I found it rather difficult to find classes that interest me, but I have also found many classes to be challenging for me. Whether it is not being able to comprehend the material or the pace of the class is far too fast, I have found school to be very demanding. Because I struggle with school so much, I have dedicated most of my academic life to doing better than my best.

All the worry in the world will not help me pass

Which subject am I least prepared for when it come to the ogt. It is hard to choose just one. However, I would have to say social studies. I've never been all that great at social studies, I do not remember the days or years of events, and it is not something that I find to be an easy task. So, I will do what I have been doing, of course. I will continue taking practice ogt test and studying notes I have taken. Besides that, I am not sure there is much else I can do. Mostly, I just have to get out of my head. I am never going to be prepared for any ogt if I keep doubting myself and thinking the worse will happen. Honestly, I believe I am overcoming this doubt that consumes me. With every practice test I try on my own, no grade no pressure, I feel more comfortable about the ogt. Also, these independent practices have helped me outside of studying for the ogt. They have helped me select the best answer based on context clues. I have come to see that , yes, most answers seem like they are interpretation. However, all it is really asking you to do is understand what the question is really asking. This might not make any sense to anyone other than myself, but I have found it helpful. Ogt, ready or not, here I come.