Love Is ...

     Love. One word, four letters, and a million different forms. It's a condition in which a person's happiness is essential to your own. There are many different forms - friends, family, romantically inclined, and even something as simple as hobbies and interests. I think the most common are friends and family, so I'm going to explain what friends and family do when they love you.

      They'll tell you the truth, even if it hurts upfront. When you need to talk about something, they'll be there to listen and give you thought out advice. If someone's giving you trouble, they'll help you out. Pointing you in the right direction isn't always easy, but they'll do it. They care for you, and they're always there for you. Friends that love always know how to show that they care, and that's what makes them special.

Charlotte's Web

4 - In the beginning of Charlotte's Web, Fern saves Wilbur from death. Would you have saved Wilbur, too? Tell about a time when you stood up for someone smaller than you.

     I personally would've saved Wilbur. I love animals, and I would not allow my dad to kill a poor, innocent animal because it was the runt of a litter. If I lived on a farm at all, it would be a dairy one so I wouldn't have to put up with killing animals. It is such a sad thing when a farmer has to murder an animal because they cannot afford it, or it's the runt, or any other reason. To my friends, I consider myself the mother. I take care of them better than I take care of myself. If it's freezing cold, I'll give them my jacket so that they're warmer than I am. I think it's kind of  a caring trait that I've picked up throughout the years. I enjoy having people know that they can come to me if they need anything. So naturally, I've been in plenty of situations like this. An example would be when people talk about my friends. I don't care who it is, I stick up for them and tell them to knock it off. I've done this a lot recently, and I'm glad the break kind of settled it. It will probably start happening more, but there's not a lot you can do. I just hope that there will be more chances for me to help in the future.

A Day No Pigs Would Die - Blog Number One

     Currently, I have two pets - both dogs. Their names are Buddy and Bandit. Buddy is about five years old, and his coat is brown and black. His features are the same as a German Shepherd, although he's much smaller. Bandit is a dachshund-lab mix. He is a little over a year old, and his color is almost the same as Buddy's. He is small and long, like a dachshund, but his face looks like a lab's.

     Both are special to me in different ways, but both of them are more pet-like to me. I don't really talk to them like a friend, except for when I want somebody to listen, and that's it. Don't get me wrong, pets can be friends, but I'm very busy during the day, so it's hard for me to play with them all the time. I love them both very much.

Third Person Liminted from Leslie's Point of View

     It was early in the morning as Leslie walked into school. She was in the main hallway, standing to the side. She had a bag in her hand - a gift for her best friend. It was a shirt that she had saved up to buy for her. After all, Sarah had given her a whole bunch of stuff. She spotted her at her locker and started walking towards her.

     "Leslie!" she heard a deep voice yell through the hall. She turned around to see Tom walking towards her. She stopped to talk to Tom and as they were having a conversation, she glanced over Tom's shoulder to see Sarah standing by her locker just looking at the two of them. She had a silent tear rolling down her face. Saddness covered her face, over her make up. Then you could see detemination.

      "I want to ask you something. Should I ask Sarah to Homecoming? I really like her, and I want to ask her. What should I do?"

    "You should ask her to homecoming, and do it soon. I have to get to class now, so I'll see you later, Tom."

    "Thank you so much, Leslie," Tom said, "Sarah!" he then proceded to yell. Leslie decided that she'd talk to Sarah later and see how things turned out.

My Halloween Story

The night was cold as two best friends walked down the road. It was damp, considering the odd snowfall two days before had been melting. The grass was mushy, with miniature puddles everywhere. But that didn't stop the girls from having a good time. The night was dark, quiet. Half of the neighborhood was probably asleep, the other half waiting for kids to go to their doors.

Haley, dressed as the Sun-Drop girl (headband, shorts, leg warmers), came to a stop. Her friend and, Brittany (dressed as a Hawk Boy - Haley's brother's camo pants and his polo), stopped to. They looked at Haley's phone, "7:34," they said at the same time. They giggled and walked up to another house. As they rung the doorbell, dogs started barking. When the homeowner finally shoved the gnarly dogs aside and opened the door, Haley and Brittany had their bags open.

"Happy Halloween!" they said loud, but not too loud.

"Happy Halloween to yourselves! Pick any two!" the man said, looking back through the screen to see his dogs sitting.

"Thank you, have a good night!" Brittany said, being polite.

"You, too!" the stranger happily said back.

Haley and Brittany decided to skip some of the houses that had creepy vans in them, or the ones with the lights off. After forty-five minutes or so, making sure to hit everybody that they knew's house, they walked back to Haley's. When they arrived, nobody was home.

"Haley, is this your clarinet?" Brittany asked, picking up an instrument case.

"Yeah, you can play it if you want."
The girls went up to Haley's room, where Brittany assembled the instrument. She then began to figure out tunes, such as Jolly Old Saint Nicholas and Kesha's Blow. Just then, Haley's phone wrung. It was Molly, one of their other best friends. She had just gotten home from trick-or-treating with her sister and her friends. That's when they first heard the noise.

"Haley, somebody's in your house."

"... MOM! MOM! DAD!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. There was no answer, "Go lock my door!" she commanded of Brittany. Doing as she said, Haley told Molly what was going on. Her dog started going ballistic, and they finally let him out of her room.

A long time passed, then they decided to go downstairs. It turned out to be Haley's mom and dad and Brittany's dad. They said their thank-yous and goodbyes, then Brittany headed home. They had, had a fun evening, but it was time to call it quits. The girls will always remember the time when they went trick-or-treating together and completely flipped out when they got back.

Dreams

Throughout the novel, Of Mice and Men (John Steinbeck), you hear about the main character's dream. This dream is to save up enough money so that one day they can buy a couple of acres of land. With the land, they will have pigs, cows, chickens, and rabbits (that are very colorful) - which Lennie gets to tend. They're going to have a vegetable garden and alfalfa. Their little cottage is going to have a wood burning stove so that when it rains and gets cold outside, they can just stay inside and not to any work. I think that George can obtain this dream, but Lennie is pulling him back. If he did not have Lennie with him, George could definitely do this. But with the way the he takes care of Lennie ... I don't think it's possible. I personally think that it is important for people to have realistic dreams for the future. Even if others doubt your dreams, you still need to believe in them. It shouldn't matter what somebody thinks of you, let alone what you dream. To me, dreams are wishes that you someday want to accomplish. Even if somebody doesn't think you can accomplish it, I believe that with a will there's a way. So don't let somebody discourage your dreams. If dreams go unfulfilled for a long time, the dream will change or the person will realize that it's not going to happen. An example to hold onto a realistic dream is in Lennie's case. At the end of the book, Gegorge tells Lennie about their dream house, and then he shot him. He died happily, which is good. Another example is if somebody needs closure. They'll keep thinking about it and worrying about it until the think that they're dream of a peaceful rest upon their loved one has come.