Disaster Dinner

Never let your sister look at who you are texting! Why? Because she will text them asking if they will go to the dance with me. Oh and now the person who I was texting wont even talk to me. Thanks sis! Rough dinner!

Quote Of The Day!!

Stop expecting others to read your mind, to know what you want and need, and to satisfy your unspoken expectations. Stop waiting for people to complete you.

Lesson 2!

I learned that the reason I am not getting asked to the homecoming dance is because... well I never went to a dance last year so people assume that I don't want to go to the dance. So the lesson today is Show People You Want To Go To The Dance. GET NOTICED!!

Lesson 1

Lesson 1: Boys like when you text them first. I dont know why but they do. I think its because there to lazy to text girls first.

Football Game? National Kiss Day?

Today is my schools football game where everyone goes overboard with red. Guess where ill be... home not having any fun because my friend never got back to me, so shes having a blast with her other friends... this is rough. Oh and guess what day it is, NATIONAL KISS DAY. no kisses for me:( my crush will be at the game so hopefully he will save those lips for me... ha 

Tears of Fire Part 2

     I heard a deep voice yell “Is anyone in here and are you alright?” I could barely get any words out so I began to cough really hard, hoping he could hear me. My coughing worked, a tall fire fighter came running up the stairs holding a wet rag to put over our faces. He picked up my sister first and carried her like she was some kind of fragile item, which she was to me. I sat there for a moment and then the same firefighter came up to me and picked me up rushing me out of the house. We got outside, and there was a rush of cold air going into my lungs which made me breathe easier. I noticed there were about twenty firefighters hosing down my house and noticed the fire was coming from my kitchen. That's when I realized I forgot to take the pizza out of the oven. I saw my sister in an ambulance with an oxygen mask on, and I began to cry. The firefighter noticed me staring at my sister, and he said “don’t worry she is fine just some smoke in her lungs, that’s all.” His words that she is going to be fine made me feel a little better and I wiped the tears off of my face. We got to the ambulance and they did the same thing to me as they did to my sister. One of the medical technicians told me that we had to go to the hospital to make sure everything is okay. I was laying in one of the beds, right next to my sister, who finally woke up. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it telling her everything is going to be okay.

     We got to the hospital after about twenty minutes and my mom was waiting right inside in the waiting room, without her date. She noticed the ambulance and ran out and I could tell she has been crying. The medical technician opened the doors and right then my mom jumped in and gave us huge hugs. The technicians rolled us out and into the hospital. He brought us to a large room that had all these medical objects in it. Then before he left, I said “thank you for saving our lives” and he nodded and said, “You should say thank you to the firefighter who rescued you.” I smiled and said “I will.” After he left, a young female doctor came in and gave my sister and I exams and told us we still have a little smoke in our lungs but that should go away in a couple of days. “You are lucky that you survived what you have been through,” she said. “Yes I am I think I had someone watching over me tonight.” I looked up and said “I love you dad.” She smiled and said, “get some rest,” and then she was out of the room.

     I was exhausted and soon enough I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up the next morning around ten o’clock, with a big tray with all different breakfast foods on it. I was chomping down on a bagel and the doctor came in and asked if she could do one last check on me. After she checked me out, she said we were free to go home. An hour or so later we were all ready. I wrapped my arms around my mom and sisters shoulders and said, “let’s go home.”

Tears of Fire Part 1

            It was a Friday night and I have not been doing much just watching my favorite show, Criminal Minds, in my bedroom. The sun was almost gone and there was a full moon outside. My mom was out on a date with some boyish man, and I was home babysitting my twelve year old sister, Logan. All of a sudden I heard Logan scream my name, “CHASE!” I was thinking to myself I hope this is not one of those “My Barbies head fell off” moments.

          I bolted out of my room anyways and right when I reached the hall I could smell thick smoke coming from downstairs. I stopped and a memory popped into my head, when I was ten my dad and I were in a fatal car crash and my dad died right on the scene because the car blew up into flames but I survived. As I was sprinting down the wide hall, the smoke began to get thicker and thicker which made me start to choke. I was beginning to worry about my sister. I was coughing so hard, I threw myself to the ground and began to crawl. I noticed my sister by her room all the way at the end of the hall. She was on the ground and I could not tell if she was breathing or not. 

          In the background I kept hearing the fire alarm, but still no fire truck sirens. I started to worry if we would come out of this alive. It started to get really hot, and I began to sweat. I was almost to my sister, when I heard a large crash like glass breaking. I crawled even faster. I got to my sister and was glad to see her chest move up and down slowly, but she still would not wake up. I began to panic because if any more smoke got into her lungs she could die. 

         

           Finally in the distance, I heard the fire trucks blaring there sirens outside. The next moment I heard someone kick down the front door and rush in.

Its that time again....

School starts tomorrow and I will finally be a sophomore... That means that homecoming will be here in 2 weeks. All the girls will get asked by a boy in some dorky way and ill just be sitting here hoping that maybe this year I will finally get asked to go to the dance. Some may say why don't you just go with your friends or ask someone. Lets face it all my friends already have been asked and school hasn't even started yet! Yippee I Love  School....