April Writers

We have seven writers featured this month.  Please read ALL submissions and choose four to write comments.  Remember that your comments are supportive and thoughtful.  Show the writer that you took the time to read the piece and provide helpful commentary.  April blog comments are due Thursday, April 30.

April Writers:  Keep checking back on the blog and read your submission comments.   You only have to leave comments for two writers :)

We have one more  batch for this year and there will a lot of May submissions.

Have fun and read.

Rachana--Killer

Hunter looked around for an explanation and almost cried when he couldn't find one.  He had a dead girl lying in his lap and the thought of not being able to explain it was almost too much for him.  

This wasn't the first time it had happened. Just the other week he had been walking past the school when he blacked out unexpectedly. When he came to, he was sitting in the middle of a sand pit, with a knife in his hand and a bloody boy on the slide.

He hadn't known what to do, so he buried the knife and brought the boy back with him to his house in a panic. In hindsight, he probably should have called the police but it was too late for that now.

Looking at the girl in his lap made him want to throw up. He swallowed, hard, and picked up the girl.

Now at home, he looked at the dead bodies (there were now six in total) and wondered if he should try again to find out the real killer. It wasn't that he hadn't tried before, it was just that the killer had been smarter.  Every attempt to catch the killer had been met with crushing defeat and until the smell of the bodies became too much to bear, Hunter saw no reason to try and catch the killer again.

With every kill, Hunter had only become more confused. He had no relation to any of the bodies and he was left with no way to find out their identities. They were all of different ages, genders, races and they were all killed at different times with different "resting times" in between.

As he was getting into bed, he felt someone staring at him. He turned on the light and screamed when he saw the body hanging from the ceiling fan. This time, it was someone he knew. His neighbor. He had only seen her a few times but she seemed nice even though she refused to give him the time of day. He thought her name was Ashley, or Ashlyn or, well, it didn’t matter now.

Maybe it was time to get someone else involved. He didn’t have very many friends but there was Chase. An overeager teenager that would have replaced Hunter’s shadow if Hunter had asked. Chase was an avid fan of mysteries and would love a chance to use his “Nancy Drew instincts”.

After explaining what had been happening to him in the past few weeks, Hunter asked Chase to always have a video camera on him.

A few days later, there was another murder. As Hunter was jogging through the neighborhood, he saw Chase one minute, and darkness the next. When he came to, he had one hand interlocked with a dead body and a rope in the next. On the verge of screaming, Hunter realized that it had happened again and Chase was nowhere to be seen.

As he turned over the body, his heart stopped. The body belonged to Chase.

With tears in his eyes, he saw that Chase was holding a note. Hunter grabbed the note and couldn’t believe what he was reading.

“I am the killer. The other bodies are people who have hurt me in the past. Your DNA is all over them and the police are on their way to your house. Good luck explaining this one.”

Francesca--Title This

            Have you ever wondered or even thought of going back to the past and try fixing your mistakes? We all have that one time in our lives where we just wished it didn’t happened. No matter what it is faults, embarrassments, accidents, and things we have said and actions et cetera. Well maybe those things happened for a reason. Think about it. Let me ask you this. Whats your definition of love? Have you ever experienced love? Love could mean so many different things from many people. Was it for real love at first sight?  Because if you do love someone so much even if you’re mad at them you can’t really hold a grudge to stay angry at that person. It could be anyone honestly, your parents, family members, best friends, girlfriends and boyfriends. Nevertheless what you’re dealing with at the moment you can’t stay away from a difficult situation. If you’re just going to run away from them it won’t help. If you’re not going to face it, nothing can be free and done. Now, Time is gold it flies by so fast anything could change. As this school year ends I’m kind of sad it is to be honest and I’ve met so many amazing people this year they all mean so much to me. They’ve made this year full of laughter and smiles. I also can’t wait for summer because I have high expectations. Relaxing to California weather is always nice. So treasure the moments where everything is enjoyable, because why not, no one’s stopping you. “Do you” noting really lasts forever.  Lots of things are temporary. Every year is a new chapter of our lives. Friends could come and go, bringing someone back in your life, and or even loosing someone. And every closed door another one always opens.  The things we have done today will reflect tomorrows. Now you’re probably reading this asking “what’s the purpose?” People go through so much to get what they want. They’ll do possibly everything to get what they need. I think we should all be satisfied of what we have so far. We should all be grateful for the things we have around us right now.  You want something? Set a goal for it. And challenge yourself to become better.  If you’re battling with life, thinking everything is bad, you’re not feeling good emotionally and physically. That fine because no life is perfect. Everybody goes through tough times we’ll learn from other people and our errors. Don’t over think about things too much because everything will be alright you’ll be okay. As an individual we have to stay strong, trust me you’re not the only one around the world with seven billion people living who’s been through unbearable circumstances. Live life to its fullest, be happy and good luck to your future self! J

Lauren--Change

Change is a word I will never enjoy hearing. Ever since I was little, I loved my simple schedule of waking up and going to school. What I didn’t enjoy was the fact that after each school year, my teachers and classes changed. Routine is something that makes me feel secure and when that changes, my whole world gets turned upside down.

            Senior year was full of changes and adjusting to environments along with situations that I wasn’t used to. Freshman, Sophomore, and most of Junior year were all simple because I was set in my ways. I was happy to be a part of Etiwanda’s Associated Student Body because it was full of structure and it gave me a place to be myself. Setting up rallies, planning events, being creative in our ideas and overall, just having people to depend on was great. ASB made me happy but unfortunately, that all changed.

            During the middle of Junior year, ASB became an environment that I not longer wanted to be included in. Many of the routines that ASB was known for began to change and the new changes made me uncomfortable. I didn’t agree with the choices that were being made and a lot of the students felt the same way. I was concerned and upset that the program that made me happy was no longer the same. A big change was happening and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be a part of this new program. Since I had been in ASB so long, I felt obligated to stick with it for my Senior year and get used to the changes that had been made. This decision was based on my friends and my obligations, not my true feelings.

            The beginning of my Senior year was filled with confusion and distress. I hated the person I was becoming and dreaded going to ASB. Everything about it irritated me and I complained constantly about this program that I was a part in. After a few months, I decided that I shouldn’t be a part of the class. It made me unhappy and all my complaining was affecting the class in a negative way. This decision was difficult to make because I knew it would be a major change in my life. The thought of this change worried me but I knew it was the right thing to do.

            Now that a couple months have passed since I quit ASB, I know it was the right decision. I’m so much happier now that I have time to spend. I discovered how much I enjoy the art of photography, I now have a job, and I can actually spend time with my family and friends. Although change is difficult for me, I now understand how important it can be. Change can truly be a great thing. If change didn’t exist, our life would be boring and stagnant. I’m so happy and grateful for all the blessings I’ve received after making this difficult decision. Change may be uncomfortable at first but in the end, it can make us better and happier people.