As I started to wake up, I found myself in a hospital bed, with an IV stuck in my hand, and my head had a bandage on it. I rubbed my head to ease the pain. How did I even get here? I asked myself. Then I looked around the small hospital room, and found a small information card on the side of the bed. I picked it up and read it, it said
~Year: 2025
Date: July 17th
Place of Region: Hamptonsville, USA
Name: Jennie Foregood
Occupation: student
Place of Occupation: Hamptonsville High School~
I didnt understand, what happened to my, why do do I have a bump on my head, how did I end up here. There were so many questions that were racing my mind that I was getting dizzy, and that wasnt a good thing. I called the nurse in to help me get up so I could get some air, but as she was walking into the hosptital room, she sort of gilded, not in a gracful way, but almost as if she was in somesort of daze. Her eyes had a stare to them, and her smile looked as if it would never go away. It was the stangest thing. Once she was in the room I ask her if she could help me up so I could get some air, and all she said did was open my windows. I figured it was no use getting upset over I was probably too tired anyways to walk. Before the nurse left I decided to ask her why I was here.
"Umm, excuse me. Can I ask you a question, why am I here, what happened to me?" I asked.
The nurse turned with her creepy smile, still painted on her face and said " You had an accident, and the doctors are working on a solution"
"What do you mean 'accident'? And what do you mean theyre working on a solution, solution for what?! What happened to me?!" I began to scream, out of frustration.
The nurse didnt even answer me, she just glided away, as if she never heard me. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I was tired, frustated, confused and scared out of my wits. That night I was quietly crying myself to sleep, when I heard something, it was a whisper. I turned to my side where the curtian divider was, and I peeked through slightly, and was suprised to see a face staring back at me.
The face was that of a boy who I used to go to school with, he left in the middle of our sophmore, no one knew why, we just knew that he left. It was quiet again, then he said something.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" he aksed
"I should ask you the same thing, and besides I couldnt tell you anyways, I still not sure how I got here" I whispered with a sort of sigh.
"Well, I'm here because of my parents, they sent me here, they thought i was sick or something, but whatever it beats school." he said
"But you know something that i heard, while your were still asleep, i heard the nurses say that you fell on you had and youve been in a coma for almost a week and a half" he said
I gasped, a coma, I was in a coma, hearing that made cry even more.
" Don't be uspet, just get used to it." he said
"What do mean, get used to it, now that i'm awake theyll be sending me home, right?" I asked
Even though it was dark I could see him shaking his head.
"You still haven't figured it out have you?'' he asked
Of course not I've only been awake for a day.
"You not going anywhere, no ones coming to come and pick you up to take you home. This is youre home now and from now on." he said
I didnt believe him " What do you mean?"
He turned to his side "Once youre admitted to this hospital, and you realize that things are a little screwy, not the way their supposed to be, you stay here and dont leave." he said
"But I still dont understand" i asked
" Look you were in the clear for going home, until you flipped on the nurse asking her questions. Now they know that youve seen things for what they really are and they cant let you leave becuase theyre afriad that youll tell people that its all one big TRANCE. Now do you get it?" he said, sounding kind of agrivated.
I couldnt sleep a wink that night, I jsut kept replaying the events of the day over and over again in my head. I wanted to go home, but I know that I can never go home.
----Haleigh
ESA Creative Writing
First drafts of creative writing exercises from the students of Elizabeth Seton Academy in Dorchester, MA.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
The Separation -Jasmine
I stood there and waited till all five names were called.
Today was the day that five men and women would be picked to go to a hospital
and produce five healthy babies. This usually happened every year and every
year they try to pick five different people so that the children wouldn’t know
they`re brothers or sisters. The idea of this world always did bother me but
anyone who dared go against the rules were either killed or taken away for a
while and came back brand new as they would say. I never spoke out of my
thoughts for the fear of dying but now that I think of it, living in this
society wasn’t really better than dying.
“Kevin Browning” that’s when I froze I had so many thoughts
racing through my mind. I did want to produce a child with some woman I didn’t
know and the thought of my child being in this world killed me. I always knew
this day would eventually come but I didn’t think this very day. I walked up to
the stand and stood amongst the other four men “Thank you all for practicing in
our production of new life” a voice boomed in my ear.
Guards had escorted us to the hospital where all the
production happened. My eyes wandered everywhere since I never actually been in
this place I heard about this place from other people who were taken to produce
but I always thought they were rumors since no one was really allowed to talk
about it. I walked slowly deciding with
each step I took if I should run as fast as I could anywhere far from
where. I was the last man still with the
guard, the other men had already been token to their rooms and met their
partner. I hesitated when the guard pointed to the room but forced my feet to
move. I looked around for a while examine the room waiting till some strange
woman to walk in and have my child.
After a few minutes of waiting, she appeared in the door
way. I looked her up and down slowly, admiring every pretty feature of hers
then she spoke “Hello I’m Sarah Parks”. She put out her hand to shake mine and
again I hesitated but finally put my hand in hers “I’m Kevin, Kevin Browning”
she stared at me for a while then spoke again “That`s a nice name”. I nodded as
to thank her and she understood, she walked around the room as I did and said
“I think this room is pretty nice” I looked up at her, wondering if she was
lying or being truthful, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking so I went back
to looking at the ground.
I had
sat on the bed and waited until the doctors would come in and take us to the
production, I couldn’t stand the awkwardness in the room anymore and it was
strange because I always preferred peace and quiet. Finally the doctors walked
in but there were only two a man and a woman. The man had blond hair with hazel
eyes with a serious look on his face. The woman was a bit heavy but she was
still pretty she had black short curly hair that would bounce every time she
spoke “Hello Mr. Kevin and Ms. Sarah how are you today?” I tried to be nice and
respond but when I opened my mouth nothing came out. Sarah had answered the
question for us both “We`re fine.” She had said it so sweet that even the
doctor with the serious face had softened his face and gave a small smile.
“Well that`s great would you two please follow me to the production room?’ I
rose to my feet and walked over to where Sarah was walking and allowed myself
to give a small smile as the doctor did.
Once we entered the production room I could see that the
whole room was painted white and there was only one bed, I stared at the bed
that was also all white and wondered what was going to happen. Sarah had
settled herself on the edge of the bed and felt how soft it was then looked up
and smile at me. The smile sent warmth into my body and I was confused on what
was happening to my body, I questioned himself as to if I was getting sick but
then the female doctor walked in “This will be your room for one month and you
two must share the room and bed together. I looked at her a little mad because
I already knew her plan, I didn’t care how pretty this girl was I wasn’t going
to sleep with some person I had just met.
Night came and I finally gave up and settled into the room
after all I was going to be here for a month might was well get use to it. I
walked over to the bed and laid on the left side trying my best to stay as far
as I could to where Sarah would sleep on. She appeared in front of the bathroom
door and I tried my best not to look over but from the side of my eyes I could
see she was fully dressed already and I sighed in relief. She jumped on the bed
making me fall off onto the cold floor I was already annoyed that I was here I
didn’t need Sarah to make it worst but she walked around to my side and offered
her hand again to help me up. I accepted it and she pulled me up, suddenly we
were very close to each other and I was looking into her eyes I realized her
eyes were a light brown shade and her cheek bones were perfect and her lips
were so pink I couldn’t help but stare. I moved my face closer to hers but this
time my eyes were looking into hers. I was about to kiss her until I realized
what I was doing and pushed myself far against the wall. She looked at me a bit
hurt but I said “We should get some sleep tomorrow will be a long day”. I lied
because I actually didn’t know what we`re going to do. I dragged myself into
bed and she followed after and then everything went dark.
The next morning Sarah had woken up earlier than me I could
see her across the room picking clothes from the closet and saw that she had picked
out a flowered dress that would look nice with her skin tone. I watched her for
a while before speaking “Morning”. She turned around really fast and smiled
that beautiful smile of hers and again I felt that warm feeling. I got up quick
and graded a towel from the cabinets then turned over to Sarah and said “I’m
going to take a shower wait for me before you leave” She gave me a weird look
and opened her mouth to say “Are you sure?” I smiled a bigger smile this time
and answered her question “Yeah I’m sure.”
We walked over to yet another white room and waited for some
waiters to come in and bring us breakfast. While waiting I decided to have a conversation
with Sarah and try to get to know her more “So Sarah how are you today?” She
laughed softly and looked back at me “You actually talking today, I was sure
you hated me yesterday.” I laughed this time “I didn’t hate you, it`s just the
way I am.” She looked at me this time with sincere eyes and then I could feel
the warm feelings again. I questioned myself on how exactly was she doing this,
confusing me so much but just then the waiters arrived with our meal.
After breakfast we returned back to our rooms. There wasn’t much
they would let us do expect eat and walk outside for at least half an hour a
day to breath in the fresh air. With all the time they had given us me and Sarah
had much time to get to know each other better. I learned that she has always
wanted to be a writer and she learned that I had always wanted to be a painter.
After one week went by we saw two couples leave the hospital
and go back to their separate homes, the men back to their side of the land and
the women to the other side. I felt as though the doctors were rushing us to
produce and for some reason I didn’t mind the idea of reproducing with Sarah. I
trusted her more than anyone in this world, and she always gave me this warm
feeling that felt safe every time I saw her. I decided that if I was going to
reproduce with anyone I was glad it was Sarah so that night I planned to
finally have a child with her.
After I had finished taking a shower I stepped out so Sarah
took go in and as soon as she did I went to work. I darken the room`s lights
and made the bed as perfectly as I could. For the rest of the time I waited
till she came out. Finally she exited the shower and entered the room she
looked around for a while confused and that`s when I really noticed how truly
beautiful she was, her skin was light against the darken room and her long
brown light shined even in the darkest of places and her eyes glittered every
time she opened them, I stood there speechless while she looked at me and
smiled. I decided not to wait any longer and walked over to her. Slowly I
graded her hands and moved my face towards hers, she looked me in the eyes as
if waiting for me to tell her keep going, but instead I made the first move and
kissed her with force. While feeling the warmth of her lips I thought to myself
she is the one I needed to complete me. I pulled her over to the bed and laid
her down gently as to keep her from breaking and there we spent the whole night
together.
The next morning Sarah and I went to breakfast but this time
a female doctor came up to us and asked to have a word with Sarah while I
waited for them to come back I drank the orange juice the waiter had given us.
I tried to listen in on the conversation but the waiter kept asking if I wanted
anything else making it harder to hear. Once the waiter left Sarah returned to
the table and I could tell something wasn’t right but I decided to ask her
later.
Once in our room I asked Sarah had happened “Sarah what did
the doctor said to you?” Her eyes filled with water and so I walked over to her
and pulled her into my arms “The doctor said the baby is now in my stomach and
will be born soon” she said between sobs. I didn’t understand the problem but
then it hit me, once the baby was born we would have to separate from each
other and never see each other again. I tried to calm her down and think of a
plan to be together forever and asked her “Did they give you the pill?” Now that
she was calmed she spoke “Yes and she said the baby should be born within the
next four days.” I thought to myself what we could do to stop them from breaking
us apart and finally I realized we had to run away as far as we could. I told
Sarah the plan and she had agreed to run away with me. We had decided on the
last day after the baby was born to run away.
Finally came the day when the day came the guards escorted us to the production room and while Sarah gave
birth to our baby I snuck out to grad some things we would need such as food,
water, and some blankets I hind the backpack full of things to survive in our
room in a corner. After I ran came to the production room before anyone noticed
I was gone. When I got there I realized Sarah had given birth to a beautiful
baby girl and I felt proud when I laid eyes on her. I walked over to Sarah`s
side and held the baby in my arms. After the guards walked us back to our room
and said “You have an hour with the baby then we need come back in and take
her.” Sarah`s face filled with sadness and when the guards left I reminded her
that she would keep the baby forever once we ran away. Her face brighten up and
I began getting the backpack ready. As soon as all the doctors were attending
another birth I told Sarah to put the baby in a warm blanket and follow me
towards the exit. She did as I said and we went down the stairs to the nearest
exit. We made sure to stay hidden and then arrived at the door that’s when a
male doctor noticed us and yelled out “Stop” and pushed the emergency alarm. I
yelled at Sarah “Run now” and I graded her hand and dragged her out of the hospital
into the forest, we ran as fast as we could and I told her “Don’t stop even for
a second we have to keep going, is the baby alright?” She nodded and I continued
to run with her hand in mine.
Finally Sarah fell down and said “I can’t run anymore my
feet hurt here take the baby and go without me.” I graded her hand again and
this time with no patienesen yelled Sarah get up I need you to need going do
this for me and the baby please Sarah get up!” She rose to her feet but then
fell and I noticed that she had got shot by the doctors. I ran not knowing what
to do expect run as fast as I could with the baby in my hands I was so hurt and
confused. Finally I stopped and hind behind a tree until I was sure I didn’t hear
or see anyone then I rested there for a while and decided what to do next. I
looked down at the baby in my arms and cried softly. When I stopped crying I
picked myself up and continued to walk towards anywhere other than the horrible
place I had lived my whole life in and held the baby close to my chest “I`m
going to name you “Hope because that`s what I need right now.”
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Dystopia story
Breanne Rezendes
Mrs. Smith
Creative Writing
May 23, 2012
Mrs. Smith
Creative Writing
May 23, 2012
I
was afraid. I didn’t want, Johnny, my baby to have bleached skin
either, it’s not fair. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was a pale
whiteish color and so was everyone else in society. I looked closer at
my son, his skin was peeling. He was only 5 weeks old. I touched his
face, it bruised just to touch it. I screamed, something had gone
terribly wrong.
“Tanya, what’s wrong?” Robert said as he busted into the bathroom.
“Look at his face” I yelled.
“Calm
down, I’m going to call the doctors. I’m sure they’ll be able to tell
us what to do” He said. I didn’t understand why he seemed so nonchalant
about everything.
“No, I’m going to the hospital now” I said.
Johnny had began crying. Something wasn’t right and I knew it.
Robert
and I drove to the hospital. We waited in the emergency for what seemed
like hours, but in reality it was only about twenty minutes. Hospitals
had recently developed a quicker way for patients to be in emergency
rooms. When the doctor finally came he took us to a room and examined
Johnny.
He hadn’t stopped crying since we left.
“Your
son, Jonathan, is one of the rare cases. His skin simply doesn’t agree
with the method used to bleach his skin” announced the doctor.
“So... what are you trying to say?” I said. My voice was shaky.
“We’ll
have to keep him in the hospital for a few, just to monitor him. Our
researchers have been developing a medicine for infants with his
condition” The doctor replied.
Condition?
I thought. Just because he has sensitive skin doesn’t mean he has a
condition. Humans were not made to all be the same color. But now my
child had a “condition”. I didn’t want to start anything so I took
Robert and we stepped outside of the room.
“We have no other choice but to leave him here, the doctors will do what’s best for him” he said.
“Yea, I guess. Well I hope so.” I said.
I
couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye to Johnny, because then I might
have changed my mind. The doctor said they didn’t know how long they’d
have to keep him or how serious his “condition” was. What if he
wouldn’t be okay? was the only thing that ran through my mind.
Robert
and I drove home in silence. I needed to take a stand. But what could I
do? If I protested against the government I’d be thrown in jail. There
had to be other people who felt this way. I was stuck.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Kailene
Power
Mrs.
Smith
Creative
Writing
May
21, 2012
Don’t Worry, Worry
Don’t
worry about who says things to you.
Worry
about the people who get you through.
Don’t
worry about who puts you down.
Worry
about turning that frown upside down.
Don’t
worry about your future, nor your past.
Worry
about now, and how to make it last.
Don’t
worry about school, work, or home.
Worry
about your love, who calls you his own.
Don’t
worry about who may be untrue.
Worry
about you, and only you.
Don’t
worry too much.
Worry
just enough.
Advice Caitlin
Don’t let the little things
continue to bother you,
To a point where you can’t take it
anymore.
Brush off the rude comments and
snide remarks,
They don’t mean anything at all.
Don’t let someone else’s
insecurities,
Become your problems.
Don’t feed off of someone else’s
negativity,
That’s exactly what they want you
to do.
Fake a smile,
It can work wonders.
Pretend it doesn’t faze you,
Even if it’s killing you inside.
Don’t let them know how you really
feel,
Because in the end their just
waiting for you to fail.
Nobody truly cares,
Their all just curious.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Please Paint The Real Me -Jasmine
Day in and day out I sit here waiting to be painted by others
They always paint my outside look but never the feelings deep down inside
I sit and wait till one day someone comes along and paints the real me
But sadly that day seems like it will never come
So for now I shall sit and wait till one day that someone comes along and paints the true me
They always paint my outside look but never the feelings deep down inside
I sit and wait till one day someone comes along and paints the real me
But sadly that day seems like it will never come
So for now I shall sit and wait till one day that someone comes along and paints the true me
Don't worry - Courtney
Forget about the boys who try to talk to you.
Why waste your time?
Think about what's going to get you far in life
at the end of the line.
Put down your phone.
You don't need the constant distraction.
Even if you don't believe it you're fine all alone.
The only person who is going to get you far in life is one person, you.
So don't worry about what other people think
and what shirt matches with blue.
Think about what's important and what matters to you.
Don't listen to what anyone else has to say.
If it's negative they're only trying to bring you down.
They're the ones later in life who will have to pay.
While you're enjoying life happy and successful,
They will be the ones miserable and regretful.
Why waste your time?
Think about what's going to get you far in life
at the end of the line.
Put down your phone.
You don't need the constant distraction.
Even if you don't believe it you're fine all alone.
The only person who is going to get you far in life is one person, you.
So don't worry about what other people think
and what shirt matches with blue.
Think about what's important and what matters to you.
Don't listen to what anyone else has to say.
If it's negative they're only trying to bring you down.
They're the ones later in life who will have to pay.
While you're enjoying life happy and successful,
They will be the ones miserable and regretful.
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