Creative Writing #3

      Elizabeth stirred, her breathing quickening out of the steady, quiet pace, her eyes fluttered open. All she could see were the blurred shadows of her room around her, her eyes adjusting to the light flickering through the door. It looked like it was very late, she lay in bed wondering what woke her. Suddenly, her eyes flew open, she could tell something was wrong. The smell of smoke, and burning filled her room. She ran to her bedroom door and peered through. The flickering light she saw was actually a blazing fire, travelling quickly up the stairs. She stood at the doorway shocked, and unable to move. The dark smoke rising to the ceiling, making it hard to breathe. She gasped in the black smoke, which led to her choking, and dropping to the ground. The stairs collapsed, and under the roar of the flames, she could hear her brother, Timothy, yelling her name. She crawled across the floor, she could barely see her brother. He was at the bottom of the stairs,  by the door, but he was cornered, and there was fire all around him. She blinked back tears, the smoke rising off the ground, carrying black ashes of furniture with it. She knew she had to make a decision. If she could get to the bottom of the stairs, she could escape, but she couldn't leave her brother behind. The fire was travelling quickly, the smoke was becoming unbearable. The floor was beginning to collapse around her, she would have to jump. Panic and fear filled her eyes, her heart pounding, the red-yellow flames eating up everything. She stood up, her head aching, took a running start, and jumped of the stairs, plunging towards the flames.

Creative Writing #2

    The familiar smell of hairspray and old perfume filled the room. I sat down in front of an old mirror, it was cracked, and the paint was chipping of the frame. The dim yellow lighting was the only thing lighting the room. The table in front of me was covered with various types of makeup. Being backstage, hearing the people waiting outside of the curtains, anticipation and excitement in their voices before the lights dimmed and the voices faded was something I'd never get tired of. This was my job, one of my many jobs, but by far my favourite. I was part of the circus. I could juggle really well, and it`s something I loved to do. It's something that most people wouldn't brag about, but I never questioned my decision.

Although it was difficult having to move around all the time, I had no reason to stay. It was just me and my sister April, anyways. We never had any parents that would support us, so I was pretty much the only parent-figure April had. I just turned 20, but I had managed to take care of April and myself somehow, since I was 15. April's only 9, so she can't take care of herself yet. We found a house that would let us live there, if we payed rent. It was only one room we shared, but it was better then nothing. I still remember the day that my parents left, we never had much money, and one day they couldn't support us any longer, so they left.
"Elizabeth, take care of April."
That's all my mom said before she left, and I did.

I acquired many jobs, like working at a restraunt, a gas station, and even at the circus to support my sister and I. The reason I decided to in the first place, was when I was little I went to the circus once, before my sister was born. I thought it looked amazing, with the colourful tents, and the circus music, and I thought it was amazing that there was a job where you could be grown up, but still dress-up and have fun.

I looked back at myself in the mirror, I was so used to putting on my makeup for the act, by now it was second nature. I often wondered how I could manage to support April and I. I wasn't brave, or courageous.

Looking back at me in the mirror I saw a young girl, she was thin, and small, only 5'6''. She had long, dark brown hair, and light blue eyes, just like her dad's. She had pale skin, and weary eyes, covered up behind all the makeup, like a mask. She wore her usually sparkly, gold costume.

The voices hushed, and the announcers voice rang through the crowd. Someone whispered at me to take my place.
"Elizabeth Andrews, enter stage left."`
The lights dimmed, the crowed grew quiet, I held my head high, and I walked on stage.

Creative Writing #1

Bedroom Imagery for Setting
I usually keep my room neat and organized. My bedroom is medium size, and has bright blue walls, like the colour of sticky-tack. The main colours of my room are blue and green. I have a thin white piece of wood going around the equator of my room. My bed is a twin bed and it's beside the door in the corner of my room. I have blue, green, white, and brown covers in my bed. The head of my bed is white, and has shelves to put things in. Next to my bed I have a night table, with a clock, a lamp made of shells, and a picture frame. Beside that I have a green box that I keep books and magazines in. Next to that is the door. On the floor beside my bed I have a furry white carpet. On the other wall I have a large white drawer which usually has a lot of things on it, and is very messy. I usually keep boxes, books, picture frames, gum, and a lot of other stuff on there. Above the drawer on the wall I have a large bulletin board with a lot of pictures on it. I have a lot of pictures of my friends and family and special occasions, and events we went to. Next to that I have a desk which usually has pillows on it, and a lot of school supplies, and more pictures. Beside my desk I have a bigger white dresser. On the wall across from my bed, the whole wall is mostly a large window facing the street. I have green drapes on my window, and under it I have a large circular chair with a wicker bottom and a blue cushion on it. My closet is beside the window, and at the end of my bed I have a small white wooden table with a basket with books in it. When my window is open I can hears birds, cars, lawnmowers, dogs, and people outside. Usually I hear the air conditioning or heat, and my cats. It usually smells like air or grass because I have my window open a lot. I keep gum, or mints on my dresser, and sometimes other food. I have a lot of pillows and blankets in my room, that are soft. I also have a lot of smooth surfaces like my dressers or tables.

Literacy Blog #7

Today's blog I chose actors and actresses that I think would fit the parts of Titania, Helena, and Puck in the book, A Mid Summer Night's Dream.

I chose Jennifer Aniston to play the part of Titania


I chose Jennifer Aniston to play the part of Titania, because I think that she looks like what I imagine Titania to look like, and also the actress in the movie. She played in a lot of movie roles like in Marley & Me, Just Go With it, Horrible Bosses, and on the sitcom Friends. She is in a lot of Romantic Comedy/ Drama movies and I think that she would fit the character well. In the book when Titania falls in love with Bottom; "Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful," (III.ii 137) I think she would play that part well because she was in a lot of romantic comidies.

I chose Reese Witherspoon to play the part of Helena


I chose Reese Witherspoon to play the part of Helena, because I think she would fit the part of Helena. I think she looks sweet, and I picture Helena to look similiar to her. Some movies that Reese Witherspoon was in are Legally Blonde, Pleasantville, and Sweet Home Alabama. I think that she could act like Helena and be dramatic like the plot in A Mid Summer Night's Dream. "Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field, You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex..." (II.i 238-240) Helena's character is very dramatic and I think she could play that part well also.

I chose Jim Carrey to play the part of Puck

I think that Jim Carrey would play the part of Puck well, because he reminds me of Puck, and they both are funny and play comedic roles. Some of the movies that Jim Carrey are in are Dumb and Dumber, Yes Man, and Mr. Poppers Penguins. In the novel Puck has a funny role, and I think that Jim Carrey coould play it really well, because in most movies he is in he plays a funny character. In the novel puck is also Oberon's servant and I think he could play that part too, "Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so." (II. i 268)