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 Pinedale Elementary

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The game has Started
I step onto the field,
Heart racing,
i see all the players active and fast.
5 minutes have past,
The referee blows his whistle...
The game, has started.
One player kicks the ball,
She doesn't trust herself
Wants to make a goal,
She thought about what her parents told her
"Always trust yourself"
30 seconds later
She shot the ball
SCORE!!!!
 
Breaking Dawn
I see bear cubs
being taught
how to fish by their mothers.
I hear the wind wistling
and the water trickling.
I smell the fresh rainfall
and the distinct smell
of the salmon
popping out of the water.
I feel the warmth of the sun
as it slowly crosses
over the horizon.
I taste the sweet berries
fresh from the blossom bushes.
I am a waking rabbit.
HELP-NEED TITLE!!!
THEY 've got the money
  THEY 've got the arrogance
    THEY 're very stuck-up
      THEY 're the populars
        THEY are spoiled rotten
          THEY think they are the best
                      THEY 're  rich
                        THEY 're rude
But,
    WHO is they?
 
                      THEY...
 
                       ARE...
 
                       THE...
                    
 
           PREPS!
The dark dark woods
Walking in the dark dark woods
the trail BuMpY and wide
looking up at trees
I see bright yellow eyes that rustle with whoo-whoo
that echos in the dark night
walking up a hill
at the top
lights on in the city
the city gets dimmer and dimmer
the night tries to fight
but it loses its battle
until there is no more light.
Rollercoaster
I get in the seat,
Put down the gaurd, KLANK!
My stomach is in a knot,
Not sure I want to go,
But it's too late.
 
I shoot off, like a rocket,
Going up up up,
Slowing down at the top,
Looking down at the world.
 
Quickly swooshing,
Zooming down a free fall,
Hands up, having fun,
Suddenly it's scary,
I'm in the staition,
'I SURVIVED!!!'
Help
Laying on the side of the road
terrified
I lay there seeing buildings and houses crash and raise around me
Swoosh!
Pieces fly high in the air
until they reach the swirling mass.
As I lay alone
I see dirt rise into the funnel cloud
all I can think is
"Mommy."
 
Kneeling in the ditch
I wonder
Where is my daughter?
Is she ok?
Glass, wood, and metal dash everywhere
Then
twirrling in a circle
they raise higher and higher
now
racing through town
standing in the middle of the street
all I can say is
"Sweet heart, where are you?"
then
it stops
the funnel cloud dies
she is laying in the other ditch
"Mommy I found you"
then her eyes softly close...
 
 
 
 
Waves
               waves                               under
            of        the                        me      not
    crash              drench            takes        nowing
The                        I get when it                  what
 is the top or bottom, I drifted off like I was under forever,
I waved my arms up and down I slowly float to the top
but not all the way, Until I get saved. 
Clouds
Fluffy, White, Delicate, Bright
Floor of the heavens,
home of spirts,
Mother of Rain, Snow, and Hail
Snowy white,Clean and bright
DARK, SCARY, and STORMY
rainning, worrying, deadliy
STORM 
The Chase
Thriving for strength
I jump the fence
CRASH!
 I fell
I'm in a ghost town.
TRAPPED!
I don't know where to run,
My mind racing.
I don't think and RUN through an alley
Dead END!
CORNERED!
I did the unthinkable,
And Climbed over the wall...
SAFE!
SPLASH!
BOOM!
SPLASH!
split second
under water
pulled by the under tow
trapped
struggling,
trying to get away
forces pulling you deeper
seaweed
scratching
brave enough to be still
comes up safe
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