Dialogue

       As I was race through the halls trying to get to my next class I heard to my left I heard to voices i quickly recognized as Kathy's and Julia's. Though it wasn't the voices that caught me attention it was the mentioning of my friend Joe's name.
     "No way why would Joe do that." Julia said shaking in disbelief and anger.
     "I don't know why he did it all I know is that he slept with her" Kathy said with a look of disgust at the information that she knew. At this point I had figured out what they were talking about and it made my stomach turn. All that I was thinking was that it couldn't be true. There was just no way.
    "But that's her best friend why would she do that." Julia shuffled through her purse as if looking for something to stab him with.
    "How can he even stand next to her without feeling bad about what he did."
    "I don't know. All I know is that he did."
    "Are you sure? That still doesn't sound like the Joe i know."
I was praying that the evidence wouldn't be good, so i could get this out of my head.
    "Yeah I saw him and her go in the room and you could hear him from down the hall. He brags about it all the time."
    "I'm going to talk to him about it."
 Not if i get to him first.
    "Okay just don't mention me because I wasn't supposed to tell anyone and he'll be hella mad at me."

memories

I opened the vaguely white door. The fowl stench is like a guide through my hall of memories and it leads me to the door marked nine. Its black and yellow. Is swings open to revel a little boy wearing a number 80 jersey marching in parade with his pads and little helmet on. I was swept away to another door that showed a number thirteen. This one was blue and silver and on the inside was a boy with a face yet unscared by the world. He was playing in a football game where he was at middle linebacker. He was flying around the field like he had tracer on the ball. I was then pulled by my guide to a unusual door. It was navy blue and silver, but instead of having an age on it the door had a 32. The door was thrown open and inside was a young man. He was fully geared up, but there was something different about him now. He seemed like he know what he was doing. He was at defensive end and he was throwing bodies to the floor as if they were weightless. Next he was holding a gold plated plaque the read in big read letters "Defensive MVP".  My guide lead me to the light at the end of the dark empty hallway and pushed me through. Opening my eyes to the filth that was still sitting there i began cleaning.

CNF: Growing Is Forever

In Furgully they have been able to keep harmony and perfection. They succeed by when a tree falls they would help nature replace.

Eyes Wide Open

the cool breeze in this near 100 degree weather is a soothing life savior. with its good friend shade to assist it. the third friend is the most unappreciated and unrecognized of the group. its name is cool grass. together these three helped me relax on this hot day.