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Halloween is definitely one of my favorite holidays. It’s so much fun. You get to dress up and eat candy and have a great time! Last year I dressed up as Batman. This year I was Superman! It was great. I wore a tutu and had a black super man tshirt. I can’t wait till next year. I’m going as Santa Claus.

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Falling from the broken trees
Stuck in the land of memories.
Heart races as you cry.
“Save me lord I cannot die.”
Crimson falls like to rain.
You shake with fear, you shake with pain.
The ghost from your past begin to haunt.
Bringing back memories they begin to taunt.
The pain reminds you you are here.
The pain reminds you of the dear.

Falling from a broken tree.
Lost with your memory.
Frozen from the fear of all.
Everything that stands so tall
Crows screech, heaven’s cry.
Begging you not to die.
“Face your fear, face your past,
Or your heart may stop at last.”
Breathe in deep
Escape it all.

Falling from the broken land.
Soon he drowns at memory’s hand.

Haunted House


Last Saturday my friend, Portia, and I went to a haunted house. This house is top five in the country and is probably the scariest thing I’ve ever been to.
Then doors first opened and blood was everywhere, a voice screamed out fresh meat and a monster screamed, jumping towards up. The rest of the building was full of small pathways and scary figures jumping out and attempting to grab us.
I learn now that that was a horrible idea and I’m definitely never going back. Haha but it was a good experience. Apart from the whole scared near to death thing…

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Distance Girl!


This weekend I have a swimmeet. Yaya. Anyway I’m a distance swimmer with an obsession with sprinting. My first event was the 1000 freestyle. It wasn’t as bad as the mile but isn’t to much fun. I was last heat of the very last event and one of the last people to leave the pool by the time my event was over.
My coach told me to swim 12:20-12:40. He wanted me to pace about 1:12-13s for each hundred. I ended up going 12:00.14 and crushed the pool! I went out 30 for the first fifty and my last fifty was 34. I held 34 for about ten fifties and then 36 for the next couple. I finished second in my heat and am extremely proud of my race!
Today I’m swimming the 200 and 50 free and 100 back. Im going for 24.99 in my fifty to make my sectionals time. Wish me luck!

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Always Smiling~Chapter 1


December, 2005 

Travis! You are going to be late!” my mother’s voice rang from the kitchen down the brightly painted hallway to my bedroom. I groaned and rolled out of the twin mattress. My boring white sheets laid on the ground and my whole room looked like a tornado had come through. So it basically looked like the room of any sixteen year old guy. Papers were everywhere, catalogs for colleges I didn’t want to go to were thrown in the strangest place around the room, and piles of dirty clothes sat stacked up against the walls. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with the word,“Allentown Lutheran Bible School,” written in large green letters. Mom had gotten it from Goodwill a few years ago for my dad, but considering he left without so much as a goodbye I decided to keep it for myself.

“Coming,” I murmured, not really caring that the chance of her hearing me were pretty slim, as I grabbed my old backpack and walked down the green hallway,my mother tended to abuse neon colors, towards the kitchen. My step-dad, Sebastian, sat in an old lawn chair next to the large table in our dining room. He was smoking and a beer sat in front of him. “Little early for a drink, ain’t it?” I smirked. Sebastian and I had never been the best of friends. We always fought but ever since he married my mom he had become more aggressive and eager to start fights. There had been a time where I looked for Mom for protection but when Sebastian was concerned she just pretended he was the perfect stepfather and that I was crazy. But I knew she saw him hurt me.

“Listen here, Travis. I am allowed to do what ever I want. You understand? I’m the reason you two aren’t at the shelter where you belong,” Sebastian snarled, his lips curling in disgust. I shrugged and grabbed a plate of eggs from my mother. She looked at me with her sad, faded, blue eyes and whimpered a bit as if I had yelled at her. She fixed her messy bun of gray and went on with cooking eggs. I took a seat across from Sebastian and kept my head down, knowing any eye contact and I’d become a victim to his abuse.

“Better hurry up, Travis. Don’t want to be late,” my mother practically chirped as she set a plate of eggs down on the table. Sebastian looked away from his cigarette and glared daggers at me.

“Bye,” I murmured, scurrying out of the house but not before I heard Sebastian voice his rude opinion about me.

Man, you look ready to kill someone,” Tanner murmured, his brown eyes flickering over me with boredom, once I sat next to him on the bus. “Sebastian start a fight again?”

“Something like that,” I chuckled softly and laid back, lost in thought. After what felt like hours—which was probably only fifteen minutes—I climbed out of the bus and walked with Beck Nathans, his sister Leah, and Tanner towards the cafeteria where we got to wait out a sentence of 23 and a half minutes of boredom till the bell rang. “I’m gonna grab a soda or granola bar or something,” I announced, 18 minutes into our sentence. Beck gave me a dismissive wave, deep into a conversation with Tanner about Star Trek or something. Leah raised an eyebrow but shrugged as if my plans were none of her concern.

I nodded slightly and walked towards a large vending machines that sat outside of the cafeteria in the hallway. My eyes ran over the contents with a sigh as I began to decide what to get.

“Get the Peanut Crunch Bar. The rest of the stuff in there’s junk,” a voice said. I turned around to stare at the girl in front of me. She had long blond curls that ran just past her shoulder. A look of interest flickered in her bright green eyes and her perfectly tanned skin seemed to almost shimmer under the light. Jessica Barton had to have been at least 6 foot if not taller and she was one of the first girls I had ever met who could look me in the eyes with out craning their neck.

“I’m allergic to peanuts,” I lied. I wasn’t to sure on why I had lied to her; pretty girl just make me do that, I guess.

“Oh really? That’s strange I could have swore I saw you eating a PB n’ J yesterday,” Jessica said with a light smirk on her lips. She stuck her hand in the pockets of her black skinny jeans and leaned back against the heel of her boot.

“I..er…um..lied. Sorry I just…” but I trailed off when I saw her laugh. At first I thought she was laughing at me as her smile widened.

“Oh my god, I was totally making that up. I was just kidding, don’t worry. But seriously, get the Peanut Crunch,” I opened my mouth to reply or thank her but two other girls dressed in pink mini skirts appeared from the cafeteria and Jessica began to walk towards the doors. She gave a small wave and I turned back to press D7 on the machine. I got the Peanut Crunch Bar. And guess what? It wasn’t junk. 

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Always Smiling~Intro


Intro June 2007

She smiled. She smiled when she died. She smiled when I told her I loved her. She was always smiling. I think that’s what Jessica wanted to be remembered for: smiling. Her father said at the funeral that he didn’t remember a time she didn’t smile. But I do. 

It was July 7, 2006. I had been dating Jessica Barton for 8 months. I was with her—when she stopped smiling. It was when the doctor diagnosed her with breast cancer. Her face got all pale and her bright green eyes seemed to fill up with tears though none came and that smile that was always plastered on her lips disappeared, completely. They said they were doing everything they could. They said her chances weren’t good.

“J,” I had started but my throat dried up before I could go on.

“Oh, Travis,” she had whimpered. I just hugged her and stroked her back like she was a small child and kept murmuring words of kindness. What else was I suppose to do? Say it was all okay and she’d live a perfectly normal and healthy life? I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Jessica could see through my empty promises better then anyone. Maybe that was one of the reasons I loved her so much. She could read me like a book and never judged me for what she read. “I love you.”

And with those three words I had made up my mind: I would do what ever it took to help Jessica, to prove that it could get better, that the world wasn’t over. I shaved my head, I went to the hospital each and everyday, I tried to constantly smile. I really think that’s what she would have wanted. To see me always smiling, even when I felt like screaming. And now I understand why she always smiled. It makes you feel good, it makes everyone feel good.

So maybe that’s why Jess smiled when she died, because she wanted everyone to be happy. She didn’t want people to cry over her, she didn’t want them to sob over her death. She died with a smile on her face because she knew it was her time. She knew that fate was calling her. And she went. 

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