Hailee

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My Best Friend <3
Because your my best friend To you I say I love you! Sisters at heart and Best friends by chance Good-bye will tear us apart Your leaving, I'm staying But I'll always love you!

Prepostion Poem
On the house Down the chimney Through the room To the tree Under the doorway Out the door There goes Santa Clause

I LOVE YOU <3
**Your just another person in this world but your that one person** **who means the world to me and I love you.**

Hate﻿ Is...
The monster we pretend to love A nightmare that walks among us A ghost that lives inside us  A beast disguised as beauty A mask the villains wear to hide their faces The lie that we think is love

Music is...
A vacation after a hard day The gateway to a world greater then ours Lighting stricking our hearts The only thing worth believing in

Your love is...
Shelter from the rain My words when I have nothing to say A beautiful thing I get lost in The light to guide me late at night The pills that take my pain away

Biltcussion Book Talk
I read Fallout by Ellen Hopkins. I picked Fallout because I have read all of Ellen Hopkins' other books and I really like them. The story takes place in present day Cailfornia. Fallout is about 3 different teenager who all have one thing in comman, their mom. Christin Snow is their drug abusing mother. Though they have no idea who each other are their all 3 going through the same struggles, not ending up like their parents. "My body Healed quickly. But the wound to my psyche was deep. Wide. First aid, too little, too late, left me hemorrhaging inside, the blood unstaunched by psychological bandage or love's healing magic. Eventually it scabbed over, a thick, ugly welt of memory. I work to conceal it, but no matter how hard I try, once in a while something makes me pick at it until the scarring bleeds. In my arms, Ashante cries,  innocence ripped apart by circumstance. Bloodied by inhuman will. Time will prove a tourniquet. But she will always be at risk of infection." This is my favorite qoute because it shows how powerful this book can be and yet it still gives us a hit of what's going on with her and what has happended to make her like this. It gives us so much information without ever just coming right out and saying it like we have to search deep inside the book for awnsers.

=﻿Blackout=

Miracle
Hold on to a security blanket Take all the time you need Thinking Writing Adjusting until you Shine

= Digital Vocab!! = Abysmal-immeasurably deep or great This image represents the word Abysmal because it means great or deep and the thinker is in deep thought while falling into great space __[|Space]__ __[|Thinker]__

Just A Car Crash Away
I allow my eyes to open as I hear the breaks squalling under me. Immediately, I look away from the snow covered window and the icy road. I find your eyes. They hold fear, worry, and…and love? You look as if this is our final moment together. All I can think is, “We should have listened to him Dad, we should have listened.” Since the day I was born you’ve told me to listen now, sliding, gliding and fighting though this tragedy, I wish we had. It was 30 minutes ago at a gas station. We had just left Denver and were heading home to Junction. Doritos, Pepsi, and beef jerky in hand, I made my way to the counter. Dad was beside me with water and a bag of sour gummy worms. “Where you two headed?” The cashier asked. His shiny name tag read “Billy”. His bright pale face held a smile but his eyes-those beautiful, strangely dark, blue eyes- held sadness. “Junction,” I mumble looking at the ground and refusing to make eye contact again. His silk black hair fell evenly across his flawless face. He could have been more then 17, I thought as he and dad made small talk over the weather. “I heard it’s getting bad that way. You should stay here till the storm passes.” “Nah, we’ll be fine. Plus this young lady has an important basketball game to play!” he looked at me proudly. His always cheesy grin stretched from cheek to cheek. “That’s awesome!” Billy said. Even though he sounded super exited, I honestly doubt he cared. “Well hey, be careful, hate it if anything happened.” He winked. Those eyes, they leave me wondering what could have possibly made such a gorgeous boy so sad. Even though I was fully confident in my dad’s driving, I wanted to listen to Billy, I wanted to stay. The snow had never been the same since last year. I remember that day as clearly as today. It had just snowed about 6 inches. It was cold enough to see our breath but we didn’t mind, we just walked through the cold. Now, I wish we had minded the cold and stayed home that day. My oldest brother Max and me were getting pizza after his big party. Even though he was 6 years older than me, Max was my best friend. I got along better with him then I did anyone. My sister was always to self-concerned to bother with me and I was never very social. Max understood me. He knew why I never seemed to trust anyone and why I was always quite. He was the one who taught me to play basketball and got me hooked on it. He was the nicest, most caring and unselfish person I knew. When I was having the worst day ever, just being around Max put a smile, a true smile, on my face. My brother never once downed on me or made me feel like a loner. One year I was being bullied and he picked me up out of the crowd and stood up for me. Once a week we’d go get pizza and talk about our life’s together, just the two of us. He always told me how smart I was and that he believed one day I’d change the world. He was my superman and saved my life in more ways than one. That day we talked a lot about the future and what was in store for us both. As we walked home we joked and laughed and ignored the cold. We were hit by a car halfway home. I was fine because Max, being as amazing as he was, jumped in front of me to save me. His skull was shattered and he was paralyzed from the neck down. Dad knows I hate the snow so when he sees my worry as we pull away he’s not surprised. “Sarah, listen, what happened to Max, that, that won’t happen today. I promise sweetie nothing’s going to hurt you.” “Yeah dad that was Max’s plan too. Even if he knew what was going to happen to him, he still would have jumped to save me.” “I know but it’s going to be ok, I promise.” He looks at me, scared I don’t trust him. I give him an assuring smile so he’ll feel obligated to stop promising me. I snap open my Pepsi and turn the radio up. My I-pod is plugged in and is playing “99 Red Balloons”. I flip through it till I find the perfect song, that song is “Because The Night” by Patti Smith. It always has been my favorite because it reminds me of a time when things were better. When Max was perfect, mom was alive and my sister was home. My sister, is two years older than me making her 18 this year. She ran away last year and never came home. Mom was killed by cancer. She fought it for 10 years. She got it right after my younger brother was born. “Because the Night belongs to love...” plays as dad yells. “Sarah! Hold on to something!” My beef jerky flies and hits the window as the car takes a vicious swerve counter clockwise. “Daddy!” “Sarah, we’ll be fine honey!” That’s when I close my eyes. I block out the sound of snow slushing under the tiers. “Because the night belongs to love!!!” I scream trying to make it go away. I open my eyes and see dad. He looks so scared. I can’t imagine how terrified I look. My view is then interrupted by an ocean of my own black hair rushing into my face. My feet are firmly pressed against the floor boards as the car makes a quick turn the other way. “Sarah, no matter what know that I love you!” “Don’t say that dad but I love you too.” Then it seems like the car stops. I know it’s just my mind slowing it down, as if it wants me to enjoy it. The car all the sudden gets top heavy and begins to tip dad’s way. I try to close my eyes to avoid the horror that is unfolding. I see the snow covered pavement creeping closer and closer to his head. He lets go of the wheel and turns to face me. His lips read, “I’ll miss you” Tears fall as his body is pushed violently upward towards mine. Glass cascades around him. One last tumble and we are now upside down. “Dad! Dad wake up please!!” I scream through the tears and deep breaths. With every ounce of energy I have I let out one last pathetic, pleading, scream. “Daddy please! Just try” my voice trails off, “Please…” Nothing. No response. He hangs there like a dead weight and I feel the final meaning of my life slip farther and farther from my grasp. My vision is blurred either from tears, shock, or some injury. Lights flash all around. Sirens grow louder as I’m pulled from the car and see my last sight of dad, he’s got to be ok….for me. The paramedics shine small lights in my eyes. “Listen sweetie you’re going to be ok.” “I don’t care if I’m fine! Where’s my dad?” “Don’t get stressed it can only cause you more damage.” “Please tell me he’s ok! He promised we’d be fine! He promised me we wouldn’t be hurt!” I can’t stop the tears as the ambulanc pulls away from the scene. My body shakes but is stopped by the straps on the stretcher. The lights of the hospital fly by as they wheel me to the I.C.U.  “Where is he?” “Young lady calm down” “Don’t tell me to calm down! You have no idea what I’ve been through! Tell me what’s going on.” He doesn’t reply and walks over to the machines and starts hooking me up. “I’ll tell you after you rest and the doctors check you out I promise” “Dad promised me I’d be fine” “You? You’ll be fine.” “What about him He said he’d be ok too.” He set his stuff down and rolled the stole to my bedside. He put his hand on my wrist and took a deep breath. I winched in pain. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” “So, my dad?” “Sarah,” he took another deep breathe. “Your dad was gone before we showed up. The impact killed him instantly. I’m so sorry any of this happened to you.” I closed my eyes and took a moment to just breathe. I think back to the boy at the gas station and my brother. I think of my mom and my sister and how beautiful life really is. This is twice now I’ve been just a car crash away from death and had a person stronger than me take the hit. Three days go by and there’s no sign of anyone from my family. No one has come to see me the whole time. I guess I have no one left besides Max and he’s not allowed to leave the hospital in Junction. I have 3 broken ribs and a broken wrist. Since my feet were pressed so hard to the floor on impact my left leg is broken. One day when the nurse was giving me my daily pain pills she looks at me with an odd happiness. “You have a visitor,” “What? I have no one left in my life to see me.” “He didn’t give his name but he said he found something of yours at the crash scene.” “May I see him now?” “Of course, and might I say, He is damn cute!” she chuckled as she walked out. About 5 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. “Come in,” I say looking at the bottom of the door. It opened slowly. Black converse appeared from the hall way. I look up and saw his face. Silk black hair evenly across a flawless face. Dark blue eyes held the same sadness I felt. “Umm..Billy? From the gas station?” “Yeah that’s me. They told me your name is Sarah.” “Yeah that’s me.” I laugh smiling softly at him. “I..aa..found your I-pod where you guys crashed.” He slid it out of his pocket and handed it to me. “Thanks I appreciate you bringing it back!” “Well when I saw it on the NEWS I had to come see you.” “You had to?” “Well yeah I had just seen you then it came on the T.V. I came yesterday and the day before but they said you weren’t up for visitors” “You came to see me twice already?” “Yeah I did.” He laughed lightly “I wish you would have stayed in Denver one more night. I hate that you’re like this. They told me about your dad and all that’s happened. But there’s one good thing” “What good thing?” “You look so beautiful in that hospital gown, no make-up, nothing to hide your face, just totally pure” he smiled the most heart stopping smile ever. I fell in love.