Bullying

Petrified,
the whispering
and snickering.

They shoot me down,
used the tinest imperfection
nag me,
drove me
insane.

The ugliest person in the world?
The worst person on the world?

I cry myself to sleep.
I wanted to kill myself.
The pain and anger
bottled up.

Bullying is a torture,
pericles.

speaker: victim
audience: student and teacher
message: scard of bullting

Crysalids continued

 In my mind, chapter 18 for “the Crysalids” is going to be like this:

When the three waknuks reach the city of Sealand, they are amazed by the city’s size and fanciness, and they still got shocked when they saw the population of the telepaths walking on the streets, even they had already heard them. The sealand women, whose name is Carmen Keyes (which they learned on the helicopter), place them in a five-star hotel. In the five-star hotel, David is transfixed by the 108 inches TV, empire size waterbed, and a whole level of games. After lived there for a day they are wallowing in the fun and relaxation the hotel brings to them. Sometimes Petra is brought away to do some scientific test to test her ability which David and Rosalind had only did it once when they just come to the city. Life at hotel is happy, but one day David remembers the friend they had left in the Waknuk. He feels so sorry and regret for what they had done. So he rushes towards the gate and wants to find Carmen. However the guard stops him and gives him the news that they can’t get out unless Carmen is approved. After some other events David finds out actually the city is as same as the Waknuk but wrapped with candy paper.

tribulation

One day I wake up find out that the sky is low and dark even with lighting shuttle around the cloud like the God' anger. Even though it looks very scary, I still went to school as usual. However everything works just fine until -- “ Aaaaaaa a a” my classroom fall into a big deep hole. Ground is shaking; sky is roaring. The hole's top was sealed by blocks of building, all the students lied in side the hole quiet and lifeless. Hours later each of us woke up, we climb out of the hole by a crack on the ground. However the image in our sight shocked us so much that no one made a noise. Then after a moment or a hour, someone started to cry, a switch seems to be turned on, madness just occurred our mind some were crying, some were shouting, me and the others were just staring there silently. Everything was gone! The school, the houses, and any other human buildings were disappeared, and the ground was full of cracks, dust, and cooled glass like stuff. The twenty-five of us were in complete chaos until the night was almost going to come. The students gathered in the forest discussing what to do next. we talked about what had happened to our world, and we came up the idea that it was god's tribulation because the forest and other nature were remained, so it must be a punishment for human kinds.Yet that was only the past, so we quickly move on to the next topic:how are we going to survive? First, everyone hiked around to see if there are any food. So, for the first week everyone did their best to survive, and because of the pressure from death and sadness twenty-five of us worked like one man that we didn't have any conflict, suggestion from anyone would approved by all of us if it sounds appropriate. In that kind of order we lived for weeks then things started to change.

letter to Rosaline

  Wouldst thou marry me? Oft i can't sleep because thou art in my heart. Thou art the moon upon my brow. Dost thou love me?

Morrow     and      eve,

with   thee   in   my   heart,

in   the   name   of   love,   I beg.

I beg for love, for marriage, for our future.

But if thou reject me, thou would be regret.

The tyrannous love makes me mad,

single tree can’t hang me dead.

If thou don’t love me,

I might love

somebody

Else.

restriction:i love you

poem for miss hancock

Miss Hancock

you are a candle in my life,

light my path,

warm my heart.

Without you,

I lost in the darkness,

I froze by the coldness,

I miss you.

You are a candle in my life,

burning all your life,

giving all your light.

You are so bright, so tiny,

you snuffed in my foolish breath ,

you snuffed in the catty draught.

I cry and moan for the tragedy,

I wish and hope for the rebirth.

But I still miss you.

Best wish

aplogy

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My earliest memory

     Before I moved in the house which I lived right now I have been lived in three houses. The first home which is the house I start my life and lived for 3 years was in Shanghai, and I called it the old house. Unfortunately I almost forget everything about it. Then the next house is my earliest memory of home. It is an apartment with six floors and red roof. My home number is #202 which at the left side of the second floor. In the room the walls were printed white and there were two bedrooms, a kitchen, one bathroom, one living room, and a study room, add them together there are about 106 square meter room. Although it is not big, it was full of my precious memory. It was a very happy time that every day my family was having lunch and dinner at a square table in the kitchen, and we were chatting, eating, and caring with each other. I remembered that every times I fight or argued with my mom if I lost or she got very angry, I would locked myself into the study room then she can’t got me and I could play game on computer. At that house I had my own bed room, but l seldom sleep in it. I rather sleep in the big bed room with my parents, I sleep with them until I was ten for some reason I was scared to sleep alone for a long time when l was thinking back it seems childish although I was a child. I don’t like that bathroom because it is cold and wet, so sometimes I felt so cold. Outside the building there is a garden where I could have fun and play.