Orchestra
One time I was in orchestra & I was poking Chia with my pencil & Dr.Sumrall was like "You shouldn't poke people with pencils." & took it away. I was angry, I liked that pencil & now it was gone. For days, I plotted revenge against him but I only knew of one plan that was fool-proof. "Ready?" "Yup!" said my partner in crime, The Infamous Beanwah, aka Jean. As Dr.Sumrall passed by in the hall way, we ducked started throwing little bits of paper at him. Not as notorious as I wanted it to be, so here is how the story should have gone:

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Somewhere in the U.S. lives a person named Jessie. She is very optimistic & loves blowing stuff up. One day she was running around setting stuff on fire with her flame thrower when all of a sudden The Evil Orchestra Teacher From Beyond The Grave (aka Dr.Sumrall) struck. He took Jessie's flame thrower & started running away like I big ugly running dude. Jessie was so furious that her eyes made her look possessed. She only had one thing in her mind: He must pay.

So Jessie called Jean & they plotted an evil plot that was so evil it had to be called The Evil Plot. When they were done they did one of those mad scientist laugh things for like 20 minutes. It would have lasted longer but they ran out of breath & Jessie started to choke...

The next day the plan went into action. Naru & The Infamous Beanwah hid behind Dr.Sumralls desk & waited. They waited & waited for what seemed like hours & then right when they were about to give up, the door squeaked open like a giant mouse on wheels & in came Dr.Sumrall.

Just as Dr.Sumrall was about to sit down Naru & The Infamous Beanwah jumped out & started throwing cheese at him. Then WHOOSH, BAM, BOOM, SPAZZAM! He started mutating into a giant block of cheese. "On no! I'm cheesy!!" cried Dr.Sumrall just as Jessie & Jean flew off into the semi-dayish night.

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See? Wasn't that story awesome?? I told you that's how it should have gone, so as of now, that's how it went. Sadly enough, I never did get my pencil back. Not a day goes by that I don't think about it being lonely & sad like a sad & lonely pencil....

~NaRu

THE END

Thanks
For all my Friends who never gave up on me-

This world is cruel, it has 2 faces. Just when

you think you've got everything figured

out, the world throws you a curve. The wall

is way too hard to go around, over, under,

or across. Going through would take too

much, but its the only chance you've got.

The path is long, the path is tough. And as

far as I am concerned, no one ever makes

it. There are the select few that have a

bridge built before them so they can cross.

I am not that luckly. Just when I thought my

whole world was caving in, my best friend

told me something very wise: No guy is

worth your tears, and the one who is won't

make you cry. Just a little help can build a

bridge over the biggest ocean in the

world, just so you can cross. It will always

hurt a little, and at 1st it hurts alot. But with

time comes new love, and with new love

comes new hope, and those with hope

always come out on top.

My world has just rebuilt it's self. Thanks

Guys.

-Jessie

Intro
Boredum posesses you. I swear it does. It makes you feel like theres nothing in the world that can save you from your bottomless pit of horrible blackness. It swallows you and your stuck there until something or someone rescues you from your would-be eternal prison of self-thought. All your memories cloud your mind and you can't help but think that there's something better for you to do with your life than sit here drowning your self in thought. The only problem is theres never any way out. You try your hardest but nothing ever works. So you sit there, waiting. Once again darkness surrounds you. You feel neither light nor heavy, asleep nor awake. Its kind of like the line between life & death. Is there really a line? If so, what is keeping you from crossing it at any givin moment? Who or What is keeping you from the other side? As you sit here it the midst of the darkness, thinking....wondering....waiting......you relize, just what it is that will take you out of the darkness. Suddenly, There is light. As you walk towards the brightening glow, you think back to the thing that brought the light....You think back to all the thoughts....all the memories....all the pain....the suffering...all the seemingly happy moments......as you turn around, something cathes your eye. A small glimse of light and the slightest movement. The movement is a thought. The last one left from your time in the darkness. The one that let you out..You turn around and walk into the light. As the last scenes of the darkness fade away, someone steps out of the darkness. It is the person you think about always. They are the one...The one who brought you to the light. Welcome to my Darkest Thoughts... -Jessie