Now for the work this week, I am really proud to show it, three pieces and they are really cool!!!

Imagine a land Far ago Where fairies soar In specks of crimson and blue Over there by the majestic waterfall Gallops two unicorns Specks of sunlight glisten On their golden horns On top of the misty mountains Perched high on the snow topped peak Sits the red dragon, his yellow eyes searching Guarding his lair Beyond the mountain, in the endless forest Dwells Nymphs and plants and trees that talk and sing If you walk far over East you will find The Elven folk's village. Merry and happy are they With rounded pink faces and sparkling blue eyes They sing songs of diamonds and gold While feasting on a long wooden table The elves play their wooden flutes and dance and sing And you are dancing with them, firelight flickering on your hair You then walk to their flower garden, which they are proud of You can smell the flower's perfume. How lovely! Then you come back to reality, of jobs and school Sadness and loneliness. And wished you were in the land of imagination Once more

By: ewok135248@aol.com

SAD

by nora

When she first was born into this world, She had no idea. That some day life would be so hard What she was about to do, she didn't know

She grew up to be eleven years old, always had been a tantrom she would yell, scream, kick anything to get her way

She began to look for something, and that thing was very big what she wanted was to belong, and have someone to love for she had never had someone like that

All the girls thought she was ugly, uncool, and weird. The boys only liked girls who hung out with popular people

When she went home one day, she tried to tell her mother but alas she would not listen she was talking to her other daughter

Her sister was younger smarter and prettier the girl got offended jealous, and mad

she ran up to her room and cried all day that was what she mostly did because her life was so bad

when her birthday then came she got nothing good for to tell you the truth she got nothing at all

she ran up to her room and nobody noticed and she wrapped her hands around her neck and waited to die

she waited all day and nobody even noticed that her face turned purple and she got short of breath

she fell on her bed and began to cry she had no idea that she didn't want to die

when she went to dinner, she found that the rest had already ate nobody had told her at all

she went to the bathroom and locked the door she took her belt and attached it to a hook and then duck her head through the hole and tightened it as hard as she could

this way she could not stop herself and when she stayed there all night her dad finally found, a key that would open the door

but he was to late his daughter was dead and nobody could bring her back no matter what

they realized what they had done that it was their fault she was dead they cried all day and all night and they made sure that it never did it again

but they couldn't forget what they did and they both wanted to die but they still had one more chance cause they still had one child

Now this next piece of work was not written by any member but send to be from a member, I really enjoyed it and I really want to share it with you so here it is, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

JEREMY'S EGG

Jeremy was born with a twisted body, a slow mind and a chronic, terminal illness that had been slowly killing him all his young life. Still, his parents had tried to give him as normal a life as possible and had sent him to St. Theresa's Elementary School.

At the age of 12, Jeremy was only in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool and make grunting noises. At other times he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy irritated his teacher.

One day, she called his parents and asked them to come to St. Teresa's for a consultation. As the Forresters sat quietly in the empty classroom, Doris said to them, "Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five-year gap between his age and that of the other students!"

Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here."

Doris sat for a long time after they left, staring at the snow outside the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach and Jeremy was a distraction. Furthermore, he would never learn to read or write. Why waste any more time trying?

As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. "Oh God," she said aloud, "here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared with that poor family! Please help me to be more patient with Jeremy."

From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares. Then one day he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him. "I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loudly enough for the whole class to hear. The other children snickered, and Doris's face turned red. She stammered, "Wh-Why, that's very nice, Jeremy. Now please take your seat."

Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg

"Now," she said to them "I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Miller!" the children responded enthusiastically all except for Jeremy. He just listened intently, his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment? Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.

That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents.

The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk. After they completed their Math lesson, it was time to open the eggs.

In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arms. "That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out.

The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and turns into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that is new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine."

Next Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that the moss, too, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom. "My Daddy helped me!", he beamed.

Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty! Surely it must be Jeremy's, she thought, and, of course, he did not understand her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another. Suddenly Jeremy spoke up.

"Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?" Flustered, Doris replied, "but Jeremy your egg is empty!" He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus' tomb was empty too!"

Time stopped. When she could speak again. Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh yes!" Jeremy exclaimed. "Jesus was killed and put in there. Then his Father raised him up!"

The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the school yard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.

Three months later Jeremy died. Those who paid their respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket, ............... all of them empty.

That story I think it touching, it is sad!