Frost

When I look out my window in the morning and see frost, I already know I'm mostly going to start out having a bad day. I hate the cold and frost is a symbol of it. I already feel sick and as I stepped out my front door this morning, I had a wave of chills go down my body. I could feel the goosebumps on my arms. All I wanted to do was run back inside, jump in my warm, fuzzy bed, and SLEEP. But, of course I had to keep walking to the bus stop and wait. I lovee when the bus finally gets to the stop on cold days. The heating is usually on, so it's like a wave of heat, which also gives me quick goosebumps. By the time I get to school I'm comfortable on the bus and didn't  want to get up. So then I had to force myself up and go on into a cold school room. Ew. I HATE the cold.

Foggy Fall Morning

I don't really like when it's foggy in the morning. I feel like the bus is going to crash into everything in its path. Plus my bus drivers a little on the wild side. Also foggy mornings can be super creepy, like when your in the street and someone comes walking out of the fog towards you. It also makes the woods look ten times scarier than usual.

Favorite Restaurant

My favorite restaurant is Applebees. I like how they have a variety of food. The menu is arranged mostly by course. The appetizers, and then salads etc. They also have a weight watchers menu. The restaurant has old pictures and subjects around on the walls of old movie stars or movies. The menu describes its food as vividly as possible so that you know what you're ordering.

4 Dayy weekend

I'm sooo excited for the 4 day weekend. I'm going back to my old school Thursday through sunday for their homecoming game Friday and the dance Saturday. Most of the kids that graduated last year are coming home so I'm excited to see them too. I have to see my ex-boyfriend(ew) because he's coming home from PITT tomorrow. I think it's supposed to rain Friday so that might suck but whatever. But I'm excited for the dance because I just got my dress last Sunday and really like it.

Success

Success is achieving something that you've been working hard to accomplish. It takes a lot of different things to have success. Sometimes its strength or brainpower. There are many things people can define as success, for example a person with job that pays a lot, or person with low paying job that the person has always wanted to be.

Sleepless Night

Last night I watched CSI or SVU or something. Idk what it was called, but it was TRAUMATIZING. I had to sleep in my moms room and it took me a little while to fall asleep because I kept thinking someone was going to come in the room and get me. And then when I finally fall into a deep sleep, I hear my alarm go off. Joy. 

Crash

As I walk down the street, I am already in a bad mood. All I can concentrate on was how angry I am to be walking down a street in my soaking wet socks and shoes. SCREECH......CRASH! Smoke appeared and a tire rolled down the street. Fumes and smoke filled the air, something was obviously on fire. I ran ahead and found a blue delivery truck overturned with a blazing fire running all throughout it.. Broken glass, metal scraps, bread, and wine bottles were scattered upon the ground. The wine did not help; it contributed to the fire. I could taste the burning rubber. The truck, I realized, came from a local grocery store. Then someone yelled, “Call 911! There’s a man inside that truck!” He had a cut on his forehead and what looked like a broken arm. I started to run toward the truck. I yelled, “Can anyone hear me? Hello?”

“Ya, I need help. Get me out of this truck!” he shouted.

“What’s your name? I need to know your name.”

“It’s Chuck…Chuck Spenollie.” I heard the police and the ambulance sirens from down the street. Flashing lights blinking in the distance.

“They will get you out in just a second.” But then the sirens were getting farther and farther away and the lights were fading too. “Someone get that ambulance back here!” I screamed. Somebody nearby called 911 again.

“What…where are they going? They have to get me out of this truck!” he yelled with fear in his voice.

“Look Chuck, don’t worry. I’ll talk to you until they come and get you. Do you have any--“

“NO JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE!” The fire company arrived; half of them attacked the fire, the other half using the Jaws of Life to save Chuck. I kept Chuck calm, although I was scared out of my mind by the scene. They released Chuck; they pulled him out gently because of his injuries. The police kept the public out. I followed Chuck to the ambulance. "Don't worry Chuck, I'll be right with you. I won't leave until your at the hospital."I smiled at him. He smiled back.

"Thank you so much."