The Park - Holden Style

The Park

I was walking in this really lousy park. I saw a homeless old man who didn’t look any good. He just was freezing like a bastard. So what I did was I gave him enough dough so he could have a nice breakfast. He was thankful as hell. Then we shaked hands and all that crap. I gave him much dough, but I didn’t care much.

I was thinking about this guy, Alex Mason at Whooton School. He’s family was poor as hell. For a whole week he wore the same clothes. I didn’t even know if he brushed his goddam teeth. He got kicked out. I felt sorry for him. He couldn’t even bring money to school. It killed me

Anyway, while I was walking I saw this very phony couple talking about marriage, and all that crap. It was one of those very phony conversations which are really boring.

I kept walking and it was really boring, but but I didn’t care much. I was freezing like a bastard. There were about thousand benches so I just sat on one. I was feeling lonesome as Hell. I thought about giving this guy, Eric Pumphrey a buzz. He was this very intellectual guy. He was pretty self-confident. He thought he was the goddam king. I didn’t feel like calling him though.

Everywhere I was surrounded by morons. I just tried to get the hell out of there. I mean go home and all. I started to even miss my goddam parents. I was getting pretty excited until the consequences came in my mind.

Anyway, I finally got of the bench and started going to the ducks and see what they were doing. As I was walking I couldn’t believe what happened. A little boy was being beat up by a older one. It killed me, it really did. So what I did was I went to the boy and told him to stop. I tried to be more manly, and when he saw I was twice as old as him he started running away. I helped the young boy get up and all. He thanked me.

I only thought to myself. What is going on in this park today? But I knew I couldn’t answer that. I finally somehow managed to reach the ducks. It was really cold and I saw none of the ducks in the lagoon. I was pretty sad I didn’t get to see them, but I started going to another way. I didn’t know wherever the hell I was going. I just kept thinking about what happened today in this goddam park. First the old man, then the phony couple, the morons, and finally the young boy. This was a really strange day. I started thinking of going home and all. I was really missing Phoebe and even my goddam parents. So what I did was I tried to think of a way how to explain to my parents why I am back before Wednesday, but I just couldn’t think of what to make up. But then something just randomly popped out in my mind. What if Phoebe was here with me and see what happened in the park? It killed me. I couldn’t think of Phoebe’s reactions of this stupid park.

Then I finally found the stupid exit. I was so goddam happy to leave of that strange park. But I knew that what happened there today would haunt me afterwards.

The Good, The Bad, And The Drunk

Yes, I remember how I met with Holden. It was a cold December day, and I was walking in the part. I saw a guy with a red hunting cap on who looked alot like Holden Caulfield. When I got closer i noticed that I was correct with my conjecture. I thought it was a unlikely recurrence for me to see him again but there it happened. It was a really  spontaneous thing to happen and I was shocked to see him. We talked about old timed. He was a really, lonely boy.

He asked me how everything was (family, friends, life, school.) He seemed quite affable now. He asked me if I'd care to have a drink with him. I responded: Of Course. After a few minutes we arrived at the coffe shop. He ordered a scotch while I ordered a beer. I remember how his childhood was. It was getting really late and I knew if I told him I had to go he would get mad and sad. Holden, who is a avid drinker, is also a avid smoker. He got drunk so fast that he couldn't notice I was there. Finally I succumbed and said: I really need to go. After I said that he seemed really tremulous and begged me not to go. 1 more hour I told him.

He made me feel really sad. I am as you probably noticed, very irascable. He tried to encompass me in any way to talk about my sex life but I said: Thats really personal! He asked me now how my grades were, but he sured did that in an amiss matter. Fine. I answered. I felt pretty nervous to stay with him, but his entreaty made me stay. He was really resilient I can tell. He started talking about his family. If I remember he had 3 siblings. Phoebe, Allie, and D.B. Why was he resilient? Because his young brother, Allie died when he was only 13 years old. He told me how he still haunts him but that he is over it. He was a really intelligent, lovely boy. I can remember back in school how reclusive Holden was. He always asked me stuff like: Will you, Vigan, do my Homework for me. I always did, because his disposition was always sad.

I was really feeling dehydrated from my last beer, so I ordered another one. Holden ordered another scotch. The smell of smoke pervaded through the coffe shop. I asked him if he could stop but my endeavor failed. Finally, I was getting quite mad because he drank and smoked so much he wasnt even able to talk anymore.
Good Bye I said. And there goes another encounter with Holden Caulfield.

A poem to Max, and Daniel

(READ THIS FIRST)
People this is a simple joke! Whatever is said in this poem isn't really meant or is true in any ways. My friends Daniel and Max are epic friends!

It began with an end.
Calmly walking.
Brought from the principal
to this kid with this
British accent.

Hi. Like that.
He was audacious
to be friends with me
though I conscientiously
warned him.

He took the risk.
I was prudent to not
say anything, and so I did.

End of English class,
this Brazilian guy comes to
me and says: Ya like video games?
Of course I said, in a serene matter.

We were embarking  in a new friendship.
We sat in a table in lunch.
Nobody else, so we rebuked
each others taste of foods.

They both pilfered some parts of
my life.

As better friends we became, they
started to annoy me.
I thought they were dumb
now.

They even started spoiling things.
As, I would eat they would mutiny
my request to not tell the teacher lies
about me.

They always insult me.
I try to be nice, but they wont
let me. But they had no inkling
that one day I would be mad

Whenever I am talking to Brandon they
interrupt me, and start insulting, and rankle
me, and spoil Dexter season five,
I feel like punching them.

One day I will not tolerate
it and our so called friendship
will be ended, and I can crack their faces,
Boom Bang!

Flunked

Covered, cloudy
Walking on snow
on the mission

to visit his teacher.
Coat off, asking to see
if he is better

Walking in the room
with disgust.
He has a seat in the bed
hard as a rock.

He made him take
his essay
and read it a
thousand times
which made him abhor

For crying out loud stop.
He thought.
How could he break
it up to his teacher though?

The Egyptians weren't
interesting enough, a thing
that caused him to be flunked

Interested, interested
asking for his opinion
on his life

Three schools
cracked. Doesn't
he feel any concern
about his future?

Trying to make him
think about his future
but that made him despondent

I am trying to help.
I am trying to help you
He said

He knew he wanted
to help but then
he had to go

to the gym,
leaving him with the words
"Don't worry about me".

"Good luck". He yelled.
And there goes another lie,
one by one.

Poetry Friday

                                                                   

MY BROTHER
Is a devil
My brother is a police officer
My brother is a clock

My brother is hell
brought upon earth
My brother is a minion
But he can't find a
team to build a fortress

My brother is a snake
with a special venom
My brother is a song without lyrics
and as a fisherman without sea
brought upon misery

My brother is the god of war
Who drove joy under surveillance

My brother is a guitar
My brother is a assassin
who's creed is to bleed

My brother is medal of honor
My brother is a AK-47
who exterminates joy

My brother is a desert
, a oasis, a borderland

He is war
who taught me
to be cold.

Because of him
the kids don't
own a map

Because of my
brother I am
what I am

Awesome confessions about captain awesome

1. I am addicted to M&Ms
2. Dyvon,Mikkel are epic friends.
3. Best ever TV show is Dexter
4. Mikkel's random weird noises in computer sciences are disturbing but really funny
5. The most epic word is : Mythology
6. Balboa Academy is the hardest school ever
7. 9th of November 2010 is going to be the best day in 2010 (Shhh can't tell you why HA)
8. Once I fell into a hole and hit my head into something hard and went unconscious.
 9. I miss Kosovo :(
10. Albanian traditional food wins! P.S ( I have witnesses HA)
11. Lord of the rings is the best movie ever made
12. I have a high ammount of low self-esteem
13. The best moments of my life are those with my cousins
14. Panama sucks (no offence)
15. I get dehydrated fast
17. I drink atleast 1L of water per day minimum!
18. Soccer rocks
19. Now I've got your attention
20. You keep reading and thinking : Am I going to do a same thing as in my last confession>
21. No
22. Ohh look up... Where is number 16 HAHAHAHHA
23. You actually looked up to see if there is a number 16 and  now you think : How stupid am I to let him prank me jeez
24. I call myself Captain Awesome.
25. Holy maccaroni 25 already?
26. Still going on what?
27. I think you get the point?
28. Will you stop reading this already?
29. If I do one more I will lose 5 sec of my valuable life
30. That's it im done!

Memoir monday

The last day. All I can think of is the last day. It contained everything that means in my life.

8:00PM, the phone alarm reverebrating  throughout my head. GOD MAKE IT STOP! Jumping of the bed getting dressed eating cornflakes the clock became 8:30, time for the last day of school and of life.

Entering the classrom I became blind of all my fellow friends organized starting the party which was all about me. For them it was imperative to throw the party because they wouldn't see me for one year.

The party started and the fun pervaded in the class room. Soon it would hit 10:00 and I should be on my aunt's new house. The worst part came. The interminable seven years came to an end. I didn't realize their affability till now.

Everyone hugged, mission complete. Towards the closing of my house. The last 20 minutes I would spend on my house. Dad and me closed the house with some tears and we went to the cars that were waiting for us to go in my aunt's house.

Everyone, absolutely everyone was together for the first time. The last 60 minutes of my life were amazing and the most joyfull ones I have ever had. |But now the new challenge comes, and it is called : Panama!

Call of Hope (Dedicated to my cousin)

The sun passing
like if it was never there
You and me
don't keep track of time.

The sea, the jokes the games
It runs away from us

30 days
is all we have
The mamooth
of fun makes it
impossible to
remember

I have to understand
that it's not all
me, but the
fellow grandfathers
that keep you away

Your almost 17 but
the fun is interminable

The 300 days without
you are hopeless
I am a refugee trying to
find someone in my life

I'm to young to stay with
my family

I'm a recluse trying to siege the
darkness within

Filling the boat with the rain
whenever the July comes

The first and last
dove I see
keeps me haunted  till
it comes back

The cousin you have has a
excruciating pain
when the fire catches
, but he can't find the
extinguisher and bring
the buming to a light

The last hug makes me drown
to the water filled with rocks
and no sign of life.

But one sign makes me hold
my breath : I will come back!

As you said
I ate apples around August
. The apples were special,
full of hope.

Now it is that time.
The time to clad in
the suit and go swimming.
Good Bye!

Slice Of Life Thursday

Staring at the TV with my family, I went to take a glass of water. When I arrived to the fridge it wouldn't dispense water. So I went to the living room dehydrated and sat in the sofa studying for the math test. When suddenly something boomed and close shut everything. Dark and horrifying we were avid to know what happened

After a few minutes, dad investigated what happened until a lous noise came from the garden. A generator lightened the pool but not the apartaments.

Apparently the electricity stopped working and we thought that it let the whole house wounded but it didn't What is going on. We said. All the other rooms were working besides the living room. Suddenly dad realized that we should call the guard and ask. The guard said something broke down.


So we just went to sleep and I said Good lord fortunately I posted my wordly wise wednesday


The next day ( this morning) I woke up (almost dying because I was so tired). I wore my uniform and took a quick shower and I was all set up to go. But the electricity wasn't working

Oh my god. I said what am I gonna do. After I returned from school it was working and I was happy

Why are cats so cute?

Cats make us feel good, with their interminable beauty. Their meowing reverebrates throughout our minds and it haunts us. Believe me I have seven cats who are so awesome.

They only want to get stroked and we can't resist, but it is imperative to take care of them.

If you forget to wash or feed the cat it shouldn't recur. They are so concise with their request: Food and play.
but they can't speak.

You can also play with them but if you don't they will feel alone. But we shouldn't get possesed by their beauty, because they can also bite and scratch. Every day my cats scratched me because I woke them up from sleep, they just stared at me with their wide open eyes and I kept staring to until they scratch, and leave an excruciating pain. Trust me they are irascible, so treat them well and you won't get hurt but if you do you will feel profound for hurting them. Cats are pivotal icons in people's lives because they modify your life and make you always have a sunny disposition

Basically right now that I couldn't bring my cats to Panama makes me despondent. I just should have worked harder to bring them but it would be wrong and they would make a turbulent situation in the plane. I finally succumbed and I hugged them for the last time, and actually cried. So I left them in my garden with 100 euros of food and they still try to make me go back. I think I will never be resilient enough to forget how I didn't take my cats. I only want to say that I love them so much and I miss them

Confession Tuesday

1. I am addicted to eating ice cubes because I love the noise of the cubes crashing.
2. I am allergic to sausages, though I eat them all the time.
3. I hate people who hate me
4. In 3rd grade, once I pretendet to be sick so I could skip the test.. and it worked (Hiiihihi)
5. When I was younger I drew on my brother's face
6. Mikkel is the first best friend who isn't a jerk. Though Mikkel I know you are addicted to soccer, try to talk less please.. (Just kidding)
7. I sometimes hate Max, and sometimes think he's awesome
8. I am not joining the journalism club to annoy Max. I am joining to see how it feels like being a journalist.
9. I hate running because I get tired after 20 seconds.
10. I hate people who ignore me when I speak : (Brandon, Mikkel, Dyvon). Just kidding, but guys its annoying.
11. I never read a full book besides Hatchet.
12. I love jumping in pools
13. I am actually eating ice cubes at the moment.
14. You read this list, and keep nodding and smiling
16. You think how you wasted some minutes of your life while reading this
17. You were to busy noticing number 15
18. You actually looked up to see if there is a number 15
19. And now your laughing at your stupidity
20. This made you laugh.
21. I have to make a confession that this is the end of my confession.

Ice Skating With N...

Six years. It has been six years since she drives me crazy. It started as a normal day in school, boring as usual but, today we would be going ice skating and I thought it is there where I will strike. Finally, school somehow ended and everyone is supposed to meet in the school backyard after 20 minutes when school ends. We all meet and there she was with her interminable beauty and her affable manner. I didn't see anything besides her. She looked at me with her bizarre smile and waved at me, so did I. The night falled and we arrived at the rendzevous place.
All set up we entered the field and started skating. Until this hour she was my best friend, everyone said that we two were dating but it wasn't true. We had been best friends for six years but I always felt something beyond our friendship. She was a pro ice skater and I was a amateur who is really irascible. Then she made the perfect stunt ever or that's what I thought and she didn't do any mistakes untill now. She was about to crash. so I immediately ran and crashed myself to the ground so she could fall soft in my arms. BOOM!! the sound of her crashing into me and left my glasses out of my face and destroyed. But I didn't really care even though I knew my dad was going to kill me I just wanted to hold her near me. But then I was becoming deaf and only heard the word "I Love You" coming out from me, and reverberate throughout my head leaving me abhorred. She took my glasses and put them into my hand and said "Thank You" in a tremulous voice. What have I done, I said to myself? Unrequited love...been there, stings like a giant hornet sting. She never talked to me again and left me despondent even now! Her beauty still haunts me even now and left me profound but I finally forgot about her and moved on with my life.
Finally I realized that I shouldn't love anyone more than 50% or else it will hurt!

Hatchet Book Review

Gary Paulsen is the author of a wonderful book called Hatchet which tells the story of Brian Robeson, a intelligent 13 year old trying to calm himslef from his parents divorce

                                         Quick Summary

It is summer and Brian wants to go and visit his father in Canada. When he arrives at the airport his mother gives him a hatchet

On the way the pilot has a heart attack leaving Brian alone in the plane not having any ideas how to fly it. He crashes the plane somewhere in the Canadian wilderness.

                                    Talking about  the protagonist

The protagonist of the book is Brian. He is a 13 year old who is haaving a hard time with his parents divorce "The Secret"

He's a strong boy who never gives up no matter how bad the situation is

                                                                              Antagonist

The antagonist of the book is nature itself which gives Brian a hard time but in the same time makes him realize alot of things about himself. It also gives him many issues to handle such as : food, shelter, self-defence which he masters in a short amount of time.

My opinion

This is one of the best books I've ever read and the whole message of the book is to never give up and always to be positive and give the best that you got, no matter how bad the situation is.

Rating

From the scales of onw through ten I think the lowest this book can get is 9/10. Because even though the story, the character and everything else is incredible, there are a few pages that you can't relate to, however that doesn't destroy the whole book

Simply a masterpiece 9.5/10

THE ANGEL OF REST

THE ANGEL OF REST

By Vigan Osmani

My hands were not prepared

To work

Cleaning, Cooking, Caring

And what does she need more?

Whenever I leave home it is wrecked,

Whenever I come back it is clean

How could it clean by itself?

But it is her that does all my work.

My responsibility?

I can’t find it

Oh.. but all of it goes to her.

The desk is always clean for me to eat and play

But it isn’t me the one who cleans it

The responsibility I have is to eat, sleep, play

But who does all the nasty stuff?

It is her, o mighty her.

The Gigantic swarm of garbage

Was overwhelming her

Thy rest she never had

Her care for me was like fairies

Who try to wake me up

And tell me to

Start working and give her a rest.

Her golden age has just begun

My description of

I am to lazy

Left her to succumb to my

Responsibilities.

But once more she

Tolerated it and

Came to her senses

It’s not my job

It is yours

Frash, frash the

Sound of the broom

Clearing my mind and set me to the fire of my

Responsibility, and

Gave the angel of work a rest.

The Letter

                                                                                                                                          Ali Pashe
                                                                                                                                          Tepelena NR3



Dearest cousin,

How are you? I am writting to tell you how much I miss the times we spend together with the stupid jokes and the anthology of our songs. Do you remember my conjecture of how to win girls? Ahh those were wonderful times. But now we had no other choice but to succumb and come to Panama. I surmise we had to move because of the boredrom of my parents in Kosovo.

I am so sad that right when you moved to Prishtina we had to move to Panama. Even though you are 12 you are the best cousin/friend that I ever had.

I teached you everything that I know and your like the second me but, with some modifications.

Can you remember when we always did spontaneous things and the many extraordinary fun times we had. I just hope it will recur after one year extricate the boringness without you. I know that you don't understand english very well, but when you read this I hope you use a translator and I hope the fun will pervade again after this year.... It is imperative that you return this letter.. P.S *Me ka marr malli*

Your cousin

Vigan

The Unknown Facts

1. I really think that if someone talks a language I don't understand around me and call my name, that really annoys me.

2. I told everyone (My family, friends) that my second language is english but, english is my third language and my second is german

3. My favorite food is sphagetti, hamburgers, Doner (Traditional albanian - turkish food) and all the other fast food types.

4. I told everyone my favorite country is England, but it is Greece (where I go every single vacation)

5. My favorite season is Autumn not Winter (that's what I said to everyone)

6. Once me and my cousin threw rocks at a car (But I was around six or seven years old so I didn't know)

7. When I was around five years old I found a 50 euros in the ground and some kids (that were like 11-12) made me a fool and took it from me, dammit!

7.  I am impatient and there is nothing I can do to stop it.

8. This is the end of my confession

Memoir Monday

I remember the night of my cousins 21st birthday. It was the first time I did something horrible. It was 7:00PM and his party was around 8:00PM, and all of us were ready, dressed, excited but me. I just opened my eyes from the sleep and saw the clock ticking, I was so tired and after I saw the clock ticking and so was my heart if I would be late. I was selfish and told my dad that I will be ready for 50 minutes, but soon after he went to buy some things to enjoy the party a little more I immediately said to myself: Hah! now I can do what I want. The bed was staring at me and I was so tired, I succumbed to the bed and I saw a gruesome dream of me missing the party so I just wanted the dream to end, go away!. I finally managed to open my eyes and after two minutes I was totally awake. The clock was 7:53 and I was not dressed. I looked to the collection of the clothes dad let there for me to wear. I got dressed but then the clock was 7:59 . Oh my god said I to myself. I couldn't find the door key and I saw the balcony. And there it happened. I spontaneously jumped from the first floor and crashed to the garden. I couldn't feel my legs and I could see the party but I couldn't go into it. I was sure it would be 8:00 by then and I couldn't stand up. I screamed and screamed : DAD DAAAAD! But no one came. I didn't really know what happened but I saw my family standing there next to me and trying to help me get up, but nothing helped. I was dizzy and dad picked me up and sent me to the hospital. After 1 hour of excruciating pain I could walk again but not more than 10 minutes. The doctor said it would pass after a few weeks but all I could think about was: What is going to happen now? Will I get punished? I was scared and after we went to my house all my family was waiting there to hear some news about me, as soon as I entered the room all my family came and hugged me so I could barely breath! I said: I am so sorry for what I did, I was selfish and unconscious for what I did. I am sorry to miss your party cousin, I am sorry for everything that i brought home. They forgave me. And from that moment on I realized that I don't need to be selfish or careless, as soon as the next day occurred we started the postponed party. It was really fun and I regret the things that I did yesterday to prevent it for happening, and I wish I can go back to time and re-do that moment of my life and never make the mistake of : Jumping ( If I am to late) being selfish, and most of all dis-respectful.

Slice Of Life Thursday

As I went to bed, after 2 hours of sleeping I was awaken. But what awoke me? The tv ? my mom shouting at me ? or what. I had no idea what awaked me but as soon as I opened my eyes it was a mess. I saw the face of my brother telling me : go get dressed. As I had no time to say why I jumped from the bed and wore my clothes. After five minutes we went to the car I still didn't ask why or where are we going?

But after ten minutes I learned why. We were going to the city. My first time in Panama City. First we had to stop for mum to do shopping as usual and that annoyed me the most. Then we had to go buy a guitar for my brother. Then to go and repair my dad's car. But wait?
I realized everyone  was having their own fun execpt for me. But as soon as  I told dad why didn't they buy anything for me he said : What do you want? Of course i answered as always: A video game.
He said alright let's go and find one. I was so happy that I forgot everything else. I went to the video-game shop store and saw many amazing games at once. I finally decided what should I get and then we went to eat KFC. Returning back home I watched at my family and realized how much I care about them.

Confession Tuesday

1. I always hated the stupid guitar.
2. Halo Reach looks awesome, (Shh... Don't tell Brandon)
3. I always hated basketball even though i tried to hide that.
4. i am cruel to bees because they scare me and I want to smash them
5. Why do I always lie and try to impress people and mostly girls by trying to be cool? And 30% of the time i lie to my parents and avoid being screamed at.
6. i am the scariest person when it comes to tests or quizzes, and once I even cried when I got a A+ because of happyness
7. I hate my brother because he is so annoying and always dis-respects me
8. I love Harry Potter movies.
9. I am very cocky when it comes to video games or school

My number one goal is to be the best in video games which i already am and in school the best student

Do I have to ?

Because we do it every weekend.
You still didn't tell me why
You are making me nervous
and avid to know why.
Those greener are the same every day
it's boring, annoying, and blindly green.
You make me succumbto come
even though I feel being dragged.
But what made this Sunday extraordinary?
Cool,Crush,Calm
That one tree who made me crazy.
I grimaced after my parents told me we had to go soon.
I just found that sweet cherry tree
who I couldn't ask to get more of.
The wonderful word of my parents
we have to go, now became a  brusque one.
Simple enough they were convinced.
One more hour is what i had.
to eat from the tree.
I finally got the courage to go
and ask that tree
The words came out
like rain from the sky.
But the answer was
I already have a pear.
I thought how could a sweet cherry tree
grow a pear.
But it was simple.
Go and reveal new things kid!

Witness's Point Of View

I heard a gruesome noise from the next door. I was  waiting gingerly in my chair to hear another sound. But I couldn't. I succumbed and walked down the neighborhood to see if anything is wrong. In a cursory manner I looked down the neighborhood and then ran back home. I was sure a murder was taking place after that unbearable sound that scared me to death but that was what i surmised. I derived that happened because of the shriek. I had none to corroborate with. I panicked and thought he might even kill me, if that's what happening here. I was avid to know what happened, so I went to the police and I wanted to talk to the proprietor of the little police station. The police chief grimaced after what he heard from my mouth. He immediately sent three police officers to investigate the area. The police told me they would endeavor to see if something is wrong. After they told me that, my turbulent feeling of fear didn't pervade anymore.


As soon as it hit 4:00AM the police still didn't come out of his house. I started to be scared again, only thoughts that ran into my mind were: What if The Slaughterer that is the pseudonym of what i will call him now, killed even them? The police car still stood there. I was sure I wouldn't be resilient after this event that took place in my neighborhood. But! Then the door of the Slaughterer opened and I saw the police officers capturing the Slaughterer, and took him in their police car. How fortunate, thought I. And now I proved myself right after they captured him and found a dead body. And I was glad I could be able to rebuff any more killings.

Kittie Hurt

Back in time when I had 7 cats I used to play with them every single day. I realized how much i love cats. But as they kept growing and growing they started being annoying and they started to destroy thigns. And once when i came back from school they took my favorite video game disc and started scratching it. And it happened. I kicked them. And i kicked them hard so they startew meowing! I was so mad I had only focused to hit them. But after 10 sec I  come to my senses  and I say to myself. What have i done? How horrible am I. I blamed myself all day long. The kitties forgot it but I didn't. I started crying and hugged my cats untill Mum came and asked me. Is everything all right? I wiped my tears and answered. Yes. I never told her what happened. But now that they aren't here, I miss them so bad. I want to scream out. Everytime I think of Niki scratching my CD and me kicking her, I start crying. And I realize I spend the best time of my life with them.

Memoir

I was 5 when my brother first bought the first video game for our new computer. At that time I still didn't know what video games were but I thought I should give it a try. When the game installed and we entered it, I was amazed how much i liked it. I kept playing and playing until I realized it was bed time. When I woke up at 7:30PM exactly, I turned on the computer and started playing. Growing up, Growing up playing more games learning English language and maybe I thought that is it. That's what I am. And now I am 13 years old and have the responsibility to take care of my life and do what i want to do. My name is Vigan Osmani and I am a Gamer!

This year i hope to be more friendly

The students pass me as I was invisible. I hear laughter, helpful, trustful friends. But why do i need to see while i cant feel. I am locked in a room with chains nothing but the breath of my heart. I have no name the only name i can recognize is The new kid. That name is what i am called. I am only a piece of shadow. Something is out there. I need it. That might be the answer to all of my questions. It is called Friendship. This year i hope to have many friends!

This year I hope to have a better life

This year I hope to have a better life


By: Vigan Osmani

13 years from where I used to live. And now it’s gone, it faded. Panama, Panama. Those were the scariest words at that time. All I thought was: new people, new school, new language, and new life. When I first heard dad will be sent to Panama for three months I was so scared. On my own knowing I had little time left. It was time to say goodbye to the country I was born, fed, and educated. Not much time passed tears started everyday. And finally the day came. 28 July was the worst day of my life. Aunts, uncle's, grandmas, grandpas, cousins and many more came. My house was full of baggages and people who were important to me. Time to say goodbye!



But no! It appeared my aunt and uncle will be driving us to the airport instead of a taxi. The road usually lasts 20-25 minutes. And for 20 minutes I got extraordinary happy! Even though it was 20 minutes, my life was concentrated only on those 20 minutes, which were the best of my life and the saddest. We arrived, and this time there was no going back. I jumped to my memories and lived all those beautiful moments I had with my relatives. But this time I had no time to repeat it again. The next time I will see them again will be next year. I took the baggage's I was supposed to carry and hugged my relatives so they could barely breathe. Everyone was crying besides me. I still couldn't realize that I won’t see them for one more year. And then the plane arrived. I would have given all my life to just live that moment for five more minutes. And then I woke up from my memories and now I saw their faces were clear. Last hug last moment. As soon as I boarded the plane and it took of after couple of minutes, I started missing them. I kept memorizing and memorizing all those great times with them and now no more. Since that moment on, I realized that the family is the best thing that ever happened to me