Fog

Its all of a sudden very creepy, scary, and foggy. We're no longer on the main highway with street lights and other vehicles. We're all alone! It's as dark as pitch black outside. I can't see 5ft. in front of us. He tries the fog lights and they don't even help. He's driving 20mph and 10mph around the corners that we almost miss. I really can't see anything right now, not even the trees or bushes. He keeps telling me that we're gonna be okay and we're gonna make it, its just gonna take time. I yell, "Ain't there any houses on this dam road anywhere!" I am scared to death that something is going to jump out from the woods or run smack into us. Then I try my cell phone. WHAT! There's no service! Go figure, where out in the middle of no where. Then, there's that dam stop sign I've been waiting to see forever and a day. What a trip that usually takes us 15 minutes but took us about an hour. I hate fog!


*Alicia*

There was this yellow fat cat,
who laid on a brown mat.
He was a brat and sat on
mom's pet rat.
Mom took at bat,
to the yellow fat cat
as she remembered Gus,
her loving pet rat.

*Alicia*

Fights

Everyone sees a fight in their lifetime sometime or another. One night, I was standing outside talking to a couple of friends when all of sudden I see these two guys start yelling and screaming at one another. I was just standing there, starring, when I see the bigger and taller guy start throwing some punches. He hit the other kid like three times before the other kid could even get up and begin swinging, I thought he was done for after the first punch. Then I see blood everywhere! The smaller boy had blood ALL over his face and mouth. I think one of his teeth got knocked out of something, I don't really know to this day because as soon as I saw blood, I peaced out!


*Alicia*

Weird Feelings

There she was, just sitting there in her living room watching the waives roll up on the shore. She couldn't believe how windy it was and how much drift wood had washed up on the shore. Oh how her dad was going to be mad when he gets home from work and has to go pick up all the shit that has washed up. Should she go do it for him? Na, he likes to save some of the wood for her mom's flower garden's or just to keep piled up in the garage. She starts to get this weird feeling in her stomach. As soon as she began to feel sick, the phone rang. It was the hospital! Her dad had been hit leaving work in the parking garage. He was struck in the side by another car! She started freaking out and found out all the details and was told that he was alright. He walked away a few bumps and bruises. Sometimes weird feelings are for real!


*Alicia*

What A Mess

What is this mess? Is she scared? Why is he looking at her this way? The smashed cars are in a garage or parking lot. I am so confused! What a screwed up situation! I have no idea what is going on, I think there may be a connection between these two pictures though. The cars are smashed, one is on top of the other one. Maybe she got in the accident and the guy standing there is upset with her. She looks frightened, scared, worried, and maybe even hurt. The guy is so weird! I don't understand why he is standing there staring at her.


*Alicia*

The Fake Plant

It never moved. It was always just standing there like it was real, alive or something. I think my mom wished she could keep something this beautiful alive. She doesn't have a green thumb. And my brother, sleep walking all the time. And where would he end up? Right in front of that plant, which he thought was the toilet. Thank heavens it wasn't a really plant! I don't know what even happened to it when we moved. But man was my mother proud of her fake plant.


*Alicia*

Pill Of Wood

What a cluttered mess, almost as if someone piled up the wood and just started nailing pieces together here and there. I don't think it took much thought but allot of time. Some pieces are cut straight across the edges and some are cut to a point. It looks as if they started with a old round wooden table in the middle and worked from that. There seems to be some kind of date on one of the boards. It looks to be sitting inside an old garage or barn. Its very dark inside the building. The only light is the light pointed directly on this pile of wood.


*Alicia*

How Do I Love Thee? Poem By Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.
- Courtney Kuchta -