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