Sunday, February 27, 2011

i do not have a title for this story. I didnt think it needed one ..........................

Once upon a time a girl named Sydney came running down the stairs in a hurry afraid that she would be late for school. Her parents were sitting in the kitchen drinking their usual decafe with a pinch of sugar and crème. “I always told my dad not to add any sugar to his coffee because he can get out of hand if too much is added, but of course he never listens to me because I’m just a child.” Sydney says. As she came around the corner her more seemed more down than usual, her mother had just recently passed and it was hard for her because she was all she had left. Sydney asks “Mom, what’s wrong?” There is no response and her dad cuts in saying “Sydney, your mother and I have something to tell you.” Sydney asks in a hurried tone “What, what is it? I’m going to be late for school.” Her dad says finally, “Well, we just got a call from the hospital.” “Okay?!” I say with as much attitude as possible. “And they have just informed us that your twin sister has just died today.” “My twin what?” Sydney screams. “Your twin sister” my dad replies with the calmest voice. “I HAVE A TWIN SISTER!? HOW COME I’M JUST NOW HEARING ABOUT THIS?” Sydney says. “Well, because we did not want you to know about her, and she was taken from us at birth for reasons I cannot get too into detail right now because you have school.” Her dad explains. “I mean, I just don’t under…” “GO! To school now!” Her dad screams and as Sydney leaves her house she could hear her mom begin to lightly sob. I ran out of the door faster than I have ever ran before. Usually my dad has his random outbreaks, but this was worse than usual. I just don’t understand why this makes him so angry.
            As I am walking to school, I start to think back right before I left for school. And I cannot get over the fact that one my dad is a complete physco maniac and two what all that twin sister nonsense was about. It was sort of random and I was not expecting anything like that at 7:45am.
            I went the rest of the day consciously thinking about it and but after my friends arrived I just could not stop. They greeted me with the most obnoxious way possible. “HEY GIRL!” Mikayla says. Mikayla has been my best friend since 2nd grade and we have done absolutely everything together ever since and we always have lunch together. “Hey Miki, What’s going on?” “Oh nothing just checking out these boys, ooh girl let me tell you”. “Mikayla, I say, you know I don’t have time for these boys, I have a future I need to succeed.” “Oh Syd, you’ll have plenty of time for that, but as of right now, you need to get yourself a sexy little senior so we can go to prom this year.” I glance at her and reply “Prom Shmom , it’s not even that big of a deal”. Mikayla looks at me with “that look and says , “What!? Girl we are juniors this year the last year we will ever be able to do anything fun together since your moving across the country next year.” My parents think that since they want me to go to USC next year they feel the need to move out there so it will be cheaper. “I’m sorry it’s not my fault, my parents just want to ruin my life” I say. Then Mikayla states “See this is why I despise of your parents, always trying to control your life.” “Me too! Hey, where’s Bianca been at all day?” I say. “I don’t know she found this new boy and has been hanging out with him 24/7.” Mikayla says. Bianca is a friend that I met in the 7th grade and we have grown close over time. “Ugh, whose this boy now?” “His name is Andre, and he’s in her gym class” “Ew, she met him in a gym class that’s cute?” (Ring-a-ding-ding-ding Ring-a-ding-ding-ding) I say “Well there’s the bell I’ll see you after school girl.” “Okay bye girl” Mikayla says. I continue the rest of my day on a good note, just waiting for the day to be over.
            After school, I see Bianca and Andre walking out of the school together. I yell Bianca’s name but she just continues walking as if she didn’t even hear me. She usually gets this way when she has a new little boyfriend, it never really bothers me though. Because eventually they all end up breaking her heart and she comes crying back to me. Wanting ice cream, and chocolate, and a person’s house to chill at for like two weeks, then I always have to hear about how she will never love a boy again. I’ve gotten so used to it that every three weeks I go out and buy butterscotch ice cream with milk chocolate candies and pull out the inflatable mattress. As I get home, and realize that my parents are in the exact same position as they were before I knew something was wrong. “Okay, so what’s this whole thing about me having a twin sister?” “Well, my mom finally answers, your dad was being a little extreme before but you have a twin sister and she’s here in Cincinnati.” “Okay?! What does this have to do with me?” I say. “Well she has just been put into a mental institute.” My mom says. “Well how come I have never met her? What did she do?” I say in frustration. “Well, those are going to have to be answered another time, just go start your homework.”
            Instead of me even attempting to start my homework I went straight to sleep this entire day has just worn me out. But just as I am about to fall asleep I see this little piece of tape or something hanging from the ceiling attic door in my room. I reach up to pull it off and the whole door comes off. I started to panic cause I didn’t know what to do with the door so I set the door down slowly and found some duct tape and glue and just when I was about to put it back into its place. I see this picture sticking out from the attic and I’m curious as to why there would be a picture of anything in an attic no one ever goes into. So I reach up to grab the picture and like a million other pictures fall down as well. As I scramble to pick them back up, I notice that on some of the pictures they have two little girls playing with each other in the backyard. Smiling having a good old time on a hot sunny day enjoying strawberry and chocolate ice cream. But on some of the other pictures I see two little girls but one of the little girls head is cut out. While walking down the stairs, I start to wonder who would ever do such a thing to their old memories. But as I’m walking down the stairs I hear my mom and dad mumbling about something.
            “I don’t know if we should tell her yet” My mom says. “Why not I think it’s the right time” My dad says. “Well she has the right to know, its apart of her life too!” “What’s apart of my life too?” I say as I come down the stairs after eavesdropping. “Oh nothing, honeys just go back upstairs” My mom says. “Is there something that you guys need to tell me?” “NO! NOW GO BACK UP TO YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!”.I dart up the stairs as fast as I can. Getting as far away from my dad as I could, it always seems like he has so much animosity towards me it’s ridiculous.
            Then next day I spot out Mikayla in her bright pink birthday outfit. “Happy Birthday Miki” I scream. “Oh why thank you, thank you” she says. “We are definitely going out to eat at 7:00 so be ready”. Then I reply “Okay girl, oh my gosh, you know I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” (Ring-a-ding-ding-ding) “I’ll see you after school, Birthday girl.” But just when I get into school I didn’t realize that those ignorant jocks had spilled water on the floor as their weekly pranks. And I fall and hit my head onto the floor and slowly go unconscious.
            A couple hours go by and I wake up with a major headache, and a red forehead. But all that didn’t really matter because I woke up in a place that wasn’t familiar tome at all. Everything was happy and joyous. Like one of those fairytale movies, where all the little creatures only say nice things to each other and have a positive attitude all the time. I began to yell to see if “Hello was here is anyone here, I’m lost and have no idea how I got here.” Then all of a sudden a little midget purple man comes flying from the sky out of nowhere singing “She’s coming, She’s coming, Watch out ! She’s coming, She’s coming, watch out don’t get in her way or she’ll burn you to may. Watch out, Watch out, and Watch out!” I’m looking at this purple person wondering why he is coming down from the sky singing “She’s coming, Watch Out” Wearing nothing but a sheet of foil and bread on his feet. The little purple person says, “Are you Sydney?” I reply “Yes…how do you know my name”. “That’s not important as of now, but what is important is that you find out that information your parents didn’t tell you, because your clock is ticking.” “Why is it that important and what clock” I say. “Your death clock silly, everyone has one you just got here a little later than most people, so you’re actually at risk” I reply “Whoa, Hold up little weird, purple person how are you going to tell me that my clock is ticking and I'm running out of time?” “I just did, so if you want to live just follow the heart shaped lily pads until your find the Magician Mountain.” As I begin to reply, he slowly vanishes in thin air. And I’m thinking what in the world this place is. I’m look around and see no other human or creature being around so I start following these weird lily pads to this mountain.
            I finally get to the mountain and walk through the million flights of stairs that there is and once I get to the top there’s no one there. But there is a whole in the ground with an arrow pointing down into it. I look down the whole and I see nothing but complete darkness. Mr. Purple Person pops up out of no where, scares me, I lose my balance and fall into the whole. Thinking my life is about to end in a matter of seconds but I end up in a hospital bed. And I begin to scream because the lights start flickering on and off. But it’s as if no one can hear me and then the flickering stops and my mom, dad and some girl who looks sort of like me is standing around the bed sobbing. “Mom, Dad I’m fine there’s just a few minor scraps but ill be okay.” I say. But they don’t respond to me. Instead they continue to talk about pulling the plug on me with this girl who keeps convincing them to let me go because she thinks I’m dead. But then as I’m observing this girl she looks a lot like the girl from the pictures in my room. And she has this deathly stare that she continues to use against me. I just cant figure out what the deal is. But then I think back to those pictures and wonder who that other little girl is. And she was me, and this girl Steffany I think was the name on the back of this picture couldn’t stand the fact that mom and dad loved me more. So she tried to stab me with some scissors during class and they have had her in a mental institute all this time. And now she’s came back to get revenge on me, just because mom and dad loved me better? I began to yell “Mom, Dad she’s trying to kill me, don’t let her convince you…” and as soon as my parents left the room. This little conniving girl looks around for the plug and pulls all of them as fast as she could and before you know it I was…
            Waking up screaming in my room , extremely paranoid and explain to my parents that I can no longer stay here she might come and get me. “Who?” My dad asks in confusion. “Steffany” I say shaking, “ha-ha she won’t be able to get you.” My dad says. A sigh of relief comes out from my breath. “Ha-ha because instead she hired me to so do you has any last words?” “What?! What are you talking about Dad?” “Dad, oh I'm not your dad I’m Steffany’s dad, Steffon, Oh you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this” He says. “Wait where’s mom.?” Mom’s no longer with us, she didn’t like to agree with anything that me and Steffany had to say so she was the first to go.” “Why are you doing this.?” “Why? You ask , well because it should’ve been you that got hit by that truck not Steffany it was fair.( Just as he gets done the police bust into the house and start yelling) “Freeze, drop your weapon now sir!”(He was arrested on the spot).
            “And that’s how crazy my story is like how is that even possible that I could have a dream so crazy after falling” I say. “Oh I don’t know what’s wrong with you we might have to take you to see a doctor or something” “there’s nothing wrong with you I promise, didn’t I tell you I have superpowers?” THE END

Sunday, February 20, 2011

movies . . .

hah . well now that i have finally figured out why i couldn't get to mr.potters blog. Well that was because i was following some other person named trixie . lol i dont know how that happend but they have the same blog name except mr.potters has classroom blog after it .. lol

-well anyways , some movies that i thought were pretty good was I am number four . i actually thought that was a lot better than alot of the movies i have seen in theaters lately . And it had this science fictiony feel to it . and it was actually pretty good . I went to see it with my brother and dad after the boys basketball last home game of the season . And from there he surpised us and we went to the movies . I just feel like there could've been a little more added to the movie to make it even better . Because some parts became confusing at times and there was some things that weren't adding up correctly. I mean everyone will have their own opinion on it but i thought it was good but it needed a little more. but i have a feeling like they're going to be making another one of those in a couple years . Because the way it ended it just felt like it needed to continue. But some others movies i've always felt were pretty good , but kind of old , are like King Kong , Independence Day , The Day After Tomorrow . But a movie that my mother was dying to see was Big Mommas House 2: Like Father, Like Son. She absolutely loves those movies and there not that bad so i always enjoy them as well . I wouldn't see it in theaters just because i know sooner or later its gonna be on television and i would watch it for free then and record it . So thats all i have to say .. and im making cookies in the process of typing this and i think there going to be done soon soo bye .!

Sunday, February 13, 2011

response

http://omgitssydni.blogspot.com/2011/02/waste-of-time.html?showComment=1297642731536#c2604226641100761171

uhmmm .. something about wasting time ?

Uhm.. i still did not know where to find your blog for these assignments ? sooo idk .

- but based on what everyone keeps talking about. I think that a big waste of my time is facebook,twitter, or any other social network. I mean i do play tennis so that takes up about 75% of my time . And then i usually get home and get on facebook,twitter, or some other kind of social network or something on the computer and i usually get side tracked and get tired then eventually end up taking a nap. So i'd say with all that combined social network takes up about 20% of my other free time. Leaving like 5% for homework and anything else i have to accomplish that day. I dont know what it is either. i post a status or a tweet and end up on there for like 3 hours. Time flys by too quick. And i dont even know where it all goes. But i always plan on that sunday that i wont be on any social network for the entire week. But that plan always fails miserably. So i stopped trying. And to keep myself occupied i clean the kitchen , or workout . I just do something productive in the process.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

well .. its another sunday

i forgot how to get to the blog thing , to figure out what was the topic of the week . So im going to just talk about whatever. And i guess i'll start with my weekend. i can say it was probably the most fun ive had in awhile. besides the fact that a girl couldnt even show up to her own party. but besides that it was pretty sweet. i was up all nights of the hours last night thats why im so stupid tired as of right now. i dont know whats wrong though because i took like 3 naps today but iguess that wasn't enough. lol . the football game is on in every room of my house. so as of now im forced to watch it. dont really have a particular side im rooting for but what ever happens someone will win and someone will lose. its life. and thats how it works. i really dont have anything else to say cause i do not know what to talk about because this is really just wasting my time and it frustrates me that i have to do this every weekend. i just can't wait until schools over and the summer is here. Because this summer its supposed to go "down". lol. and its just supposely supposed to be real fun so im excited for that. but the next break coming up is spring break. and hopefully i get to do something this year. but it doesn't really matter to me cause whatever happens , happens.. iguess . school iss not my thing . on a serious note. if i had a choice to be homeschooled , i probably would. but we cant always get what we want soo.. hopefully next week or this week . i get to take the test to get my temps. cause i had asked my friend for the book like a month ago but she finally decided to give it to me today. well that was only because i told her to and i was at her house. but still , un-reliable people are really annoying   no there really stupid cause how can you be anyones friend and not be able to rely on them . like seriously, c'mon . it doesnt even seem logical to me. i dont know what goes through peoples head , but its just really stupid in my opinion. hopefully the week coming up will be a good one...

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