Kasey

=Kasey's portfolio= toc =preposition poem.= In my fridge within the crisper through the forests of lettuce under a crisp carrot for 21 years an awesome cruton unlike any other still sits in a corner still planning its escape.

=﻿Pieces of a poem poem.=

The ﻿best thing.
For now you sit in the pantry, dry and safe. How I long to go come home to you my precious. But if you’ve deserted me, everyone shall feel my wrath. Unlike all others, you are my favorite. Nobody, I mean, nobody can say anything about you. You are perfect, you are mine, I will never share you. The best thing I can think of. You are my Girl Scout cookies, and once again, I’m NOT sharing.

=Hint fiction=

The princess waited for prince charming to rescue her. Its a shame he never came.

=Blitscussions revision=

Pretty little liars is written by sara shepard and I chose the book becuase I heard it had a wonderful plot and characters you never get tired of. the setting is in a town called rosewood, where everyone belonged to a country club and shops at Tiffany's. Emily, Aria, Spencer, and Hanna were best friends with Alison who dissapeared in the seventh grade.. . I would recomend this book to pretty much girls.

=﻿Tone analysis= =﻿[]=

The woman who wrote this article is bias towards Mike Huckabee. An example would be..."In 2008, Huckabee came in second in the South Carolina Republican primary behind Sen. John McCain despite a lack of solid fundraising."

=Extended metaphor=

Della Mcara was a zombie sleep deprived and out of coffee. she hit a wall on the way downstairs and whoever slashed her tires also took her spares.

=Digital vocabulary=

Oblique- [uh-bleek, oh-bleek] –adjective Neither perpendicular nor parallel to a given line or surface; slanting; sloping.

I chose these photos becuase they completely reflect the meaning of oblique becuase every thing in the picture is oblique or slanted, even the geese on the television.

=﻿Blackout poem=

Middle schoolus americanis

The charm of an average kid snot, mold, and gross out gags maybe I’ve adjusted the rules of assumption tormenting older brothers, the surly, dimwitted and well worn types remain in force. mystery drums in his ten year old companions. we are eavesdropping in this lily white town. in a league of wimps, I had my soul crushed by the seventh grade American life.

=﻿Dreams of dreaming.= How would you feel, if your parents walked you up to a door, and pushed you through, to a completely different world. wordlessly. No emotion. What if all you knew about yourself was that you weren’t wanted, and you were put in a box with other unwanted treasures, whose glimmer, like yours, has dimmed and faded?

What would happen if you found out somewhere in the universe, someone did want you, and waits for you, because they care for you, and miss you, and want you to come home. For a 9 year old Rosalina Cousland, this was just the case.

“Finally!!” squealed Rosalina’s best friend, Vera, as she saunters over. “I was looking for you,.I was wondering if you were ready for lunch.” “Yeah, um, just give me a moment.” Many years had passed since Rosalina’s crossing through the door, and now in college, she had thought about it and was convinced it was all imagination. “All done, Rose?” “Yeah, I think so.” “Good because something BIG is going on in the deli.” Vera exclaimed whilst holding her daydream pose. “What, did Dean Michael’s toupee fall off again?” Rosalina snickered. “No.” Vera said rolling her eyes. “I mean some British dude is out there talking and we need to listen.” “Why?” Rosalina asked, annoyance in her voice. “Because he’s talking about some trip! Where you can meet, uh, “friends”!” Vera explained triumphantly. “Vera-““Don’t start, Rose. You need someone else to talk to, other than yours truly.” Vera’s upturned eyes squinted dramatically. “not saying that I'm not utterly flawless in every way, though.” she added gracefully. “aren't Asian people are supposed to be shy?” Rosalina stated jokingly. “Yes well, I’m not your average Asian chick. Beside the fact that that's a stereotype.” For some odd reason, at the most opportune times, Vera would move her eyebrows to both convey a message, and make Rosalina giggle uncontrollably. This was one of those times.

“Would you knock that off?” Rosalina gasped between laughs. “No, never.” Vera giggled, as they started to settle, Rosalina decided to grill Vera on the info she knew about this “trip”. “It’s super cheap and as I said, you can meet new friends.” Vera explained excitedly. “Sure, okay. But what's the literal point of the trip? Not the Vera version.” Rosalina asked doubtful. “Well, you’re supposed to stay in some gigantic castle and live like they did in the medieval times. You’re interested in that stuff, so I thought it may be pleasing to the mind.” Vera was eating a sandwich between what she calls her “talk time” of the conversation. “But where? You mean out of country?” Rosalina wondered. “Yeah it’s in England I think.” Vera said thoughtfully, then stuffing the other half of the sandwich in her mouth.” And there’s a king.” Rosalina bit her lip. “you think?” Rosalina asked, doubt still clouding her voice. Vera rolled her eyes and collapsed onto their sofa. “Fine, I will go, but that castle better be worth it.” “Doesn’t matter now, I already signed you up.” Vera cackled through her wad of sandwich. “oh, that's Lovely” Rosalina spat sarcastically. “Just lovely.”

Without provocation, Robin Kane was by far, the king’s best knight. he always had some back up plan, if ever something was amiss or if something went horribly wrong. Every time however, except now. As he spoke to the college students an array of emotions were displayed on there faces. from the girls in the room there was a dazzled, giggly look, on the faces of the boys however, a mask of jealousy and hatred was slathered on like a thick layer of makeup. Even the nerds, whom of which were impressed by none, had a look... of pure adoration and astonishment, they soon started chanting “legolas, legolas.”

Robin pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and fore finger. “I don't know how much more of this I can take.” he whispered to no one but himself. out of the corner of his eye, he saw two figures enter the room, one he recognized from earlier, the who said she was going to sign up her friend and tell her “later”. The other he presumed, was the friend of hers. she looked oddly familiar, but knowing anyone outside of Lintha was impossible, seeing as this was his first true outing away from the kingdom. A nagging feeling was biting at his stomach. He hated that feeling. It seemed to be placing itself deeper inside of him, but as the girl looked up, the nagging was instantly gone, and replaced by panic, shock and affection. Affection for a girl who he had spent the best 5 years of his life with. a girl who’s summer days she decided, would be spent with him. Laughing and smiling and playing, eating the pure white honey cakes, and drinking starfruit juice, and in winter sitting by his fire place, talking, thinking, and drinking hot raspberry and butter cider. His most vivid memory of her however, was in the park, with her parents, and how they pushed her through the walls of Lintha. all the while, he was hiding behind a tree. Her scream. Her scream was his most cherished memory, it was how he remembered that he needed to wait for her, so he could care for her. Because he missed her. And loved her.

The exact same moment Robin was looking at her, Rosalina was looking at him. she didn't believe it. she couldn't. what happened all those years ago, was just imagination, wasn't it? it had to be. Yet she was staring into the eyes of her best friend, since the age of four. she saw recognition shine in his eyes and, as the hall cleared she stayed behind as Vera walked and gabbed to her other friends about how she “finally got Rosalina to come”, not noticing Rosalina wasn't with her at all. Every memory of each other came flooding back in mere moments, and Rosalina ,who had told herself all her life, “it was just a dream.”, came to the sudden realization that she was far from right, and promptly fainted.

Awakening to a total of 2 best friends and and a husky standing over your face, staring at you, isn't exactly the nicest surprise you can think of after you've fainted, even if you hadn't seen one in 15 years, you would still be slightly creeped out. Especially by the husky who is now licking your face. Rosalina noticed these best friends were not actually Robin and Vera, but her mother and father who both had one of her hands in theirs. The husky, was not a husky at all, but the nurse with the piercing, blue eyes of one, who ran a cold cloth over her forehead. her parents, who saw that she was awake, warmly smiled at her and told her Robin was waiting outside to play with her, and had brought a friend named Veramine, who was the Earl’s daughter. Rosalina smiled and smiled, because she had been dreaming all along. Her mother,nor father would never abandon her, they loved and cherished and adored their daughter, perhaps more than life itself. As soon as the nurse was sure the fever she had been harboring was broken, a certain nine year old girl fled to join her friends outside.

“Where have you been Rosy?” Robin called from the willow tree he was standing under. His playful green eyes sparkled in the sunshine. beside him a young, regal looking girl stood and said “see, I told you you would meet new friends Rose.” Robin grinned and Veramine gave Rosalina the “I told you so” look that she knew all too well.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">From then on, it was a trio who laughed and played in the summer,and talked and thought next to the fire in the winter, and when the time came, all three were at Rosalina and Robin’s wedding, as well as the parents, whom Rosalina treasured so dearly. Even later, after Lord and Lady Cousland had passed on, a trio of 9 year old children still sit in a corner drinking raspberry butter cider, but they are a new generation of friendship, even stronger than the ones before them

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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">as the saying goes, they all lived Happily Ever After.