Color Coded

Blue, the color the sky should be. Rain drops falling, turning the world away from the outdoors.

Orange light dances across the fire place keeping the house warm. Waiting for the sun to come back and greet us.

My brown dog is curled up on the leather couch, mud on the carpet marks his tracks.

Gray clouds still fill the sky, the streets are now nicely washed.

 

The Futures Out There

1 year. I see myself drinking a hot coffee, in my dorm room hanging out with my room mate trying to fight off a cold Nebraska winter.

5 years. I will be somewhere in this country working an internship at a church. Even though I will be  a "poor college  student" I will still have a good looking wardrobe. The apartment I will be living in will be small but have a homey feeling to it. There will most likely be mismatched plates in the cabinet, an old futon in the living room and an old dining room table. 

10 years. By now I will have settled into a long term job, married and maybe a couple of kids. No idea as to  what state I will be living in. My house will be a good size and there will be a hammock in the back yard.  I will still have my beloved red car. My pets will be a small dog and cat. The dinging room table from my old apartment will still be in good use. My family will spend the summers camping.   

50 years. Unfortunately I will have gray hair and be a saggy old lady. But I will be very hip, the " cool old lady". I will have retired by then and be living in a house in South Carolina. Every Tuesday I will go to the beach to enjoy the sun from sunrise to sunset. My house will be full of pictures and cats, but only like 3 cats. I want to be the hip old lady not the crazy cat lady. My days will be filled with something new everyday.   

The Art Institutes

I found it really surprising that when people are wanting an add to be made they look for people in art schools to design them. Also it's neat that each student there has to have an electronic resume. I wish she would have gone more into depth about interior design. 

Nightvision

  Do you know what lingers in the dark? I do! Big scary monsters that want to eat my toes. I can hear them as they walk around the house. Every night Mommy and Daddy tuck me into bed. Daddy always makes sure that they aren't any monsters under my bed.
  One night Mommy went to turn my night light on, but it wouldn't turn on. How am I suppose to sleep without a night light? Daddy went to look for a new light bulb, but he came back holding green goggles.
" These goggles will give you night vision."
" Whats that?"
" These goggles will help you be able to see in the dark."
"Gimme"
I put on the goggles as Mommy and Daddy turned off my light and left the room. I could see! I could see in the dark! I hopped out of bed to see for a fact that there weren't any monsters. First I looked under the bed, that's said to be their favorite hiding spot. Next was the toy box you never know what could be hiding in there. The coast was clear not a monster in sight. I grabbed Mr. Snuggles and got into bed. The monsters won't get me this time.

  

Morning Light

Window is cracked

Lighting up the world around me

Morning has begun  

Peach Fizz

Passively
Escaping
A
Childhood
Hope

For life
Is not what it once was.
Zipping away life goes by
Zip, zip, zip

My Classmates Pieces

I really liked how all of my classmates stories took me to to a place I have never been before. When I read Jane's I felt like I was in England and then sucked into a magic box that ended up at the circus. In Emmi's I felt like I was right along with Bekah sitting watching the party that was going on. Boo's was intense I can't believe  she actually went through all of that training. Jane and Emmi both found inspiration from something they found and I really enjoyed reading with what they came up with. Boo's was interesting because she talked about something she already owned and shared her memories. It was fun to learn more about her. I'm looking forward to reading their future stories.      

Terry’s Auto Service & Towing

“Clear skies and a warm 82 degrees for today,” says the radio host. My friends and I are headed to St. Pete’s Beach for a little fun in the sun. We’re bopping along to our favorite song when all of the sudden we hear

“cherrrg” followed by a “thunk”. After pulling over to the shoulder I look around to my friends only to see confused faces looking back at me. Sam hops out of the car to see what’s going on with the car. There wasn’t a scratch on the car, so he checked the engine. He couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the car. We didn’t know what to do, we were stranded. Shelby suggested to take the back roads so we would get there faster. Great idea that turned out to be. Kyle remembered that his uncle owned a service and towing place. He called his uncle Terry and Terry said they will be there in an hour.

Since it was going to be an hour wait we decided to explore. After a half mile of walking we found an old house hidden by long shards of grass. Kyle insisted that we go in, even though the house looked like it could crumble at any minute. The living room was very small, it only held a couch and a chair. On the mantle above the fire place was a picture of a family: father, mother, 3 boys and 2 girls. The furniture and the picture looks like it dates back to the 1920’s. Shelby comes in from the kitchen holding a mason jar and dumps its contents in front of us onto the table. “It’s a letter” Sam exclaimed. ” We all do a quick scan. The person who signed the letter had the same last name as Kyle. “Hey Kyle come here,” I call to the back of the house. “Yeah”? “This guy has the same last name as you, do you know anyone with the name Johnathan Jerry”? “Yeah that’s my dad’s name, but he’s Jonathan Jerry the third”. “Oh my goodness do you know what this means!? This could be a letter from your great grandpa.” “No way, what’s the letter say?” It’s talking about starting up a business with trucking. If the business gets started it says who would take care of what and how far the business should go. “We should probably start heading back towards the car now”, suggests Shelby.

When we get back to the car Kyle's uncle Terry is there waiting for us. Kyle shows him the letter we found from his great grandfather. “My grandfather always wanted to start a truck towing company he thought it would be a great way to make money. When the stock market crashed in the 30’s so did his business plan. When I was little I would go over to his house and play on his truck, pretending I would help people fix their cars. That’s why I have my auto service and towing company today. In a way it like it’s my grandfather company too”, Terry told us. Terry ending up keeping the letter, framing it and hanging it up in his office.

I am

I am ….

Older than my age, sass in a dress, laughter and curly hair.

An old pair of tennis shoes that have been on every run.

Only child to a spunky red head who has never grown up, and never will.

Warm summer night, laying in the grass, looking up at the stars, while crickets are chirping.

Playbills, sheet music, and scripts stuffed inside a cabinet, holding on to past shows

Bible full of sticky notes, highlighted in every color, tattered from camp, pencil marking in every margin.

A Power Ranger costume and American Girl dolls packed away in the attic.

Raspberry Tea on a Sunday, ham, spinach, and mayo sandwich for lunch every day, the exclusive taste of sushi and cashew chicken on special occasion.

Suitcase and back pack, crowded in an airplane ready for the next trip

Waiting to take on the world, becoming a Bulldog, seeing what Nebraska has in store.