Snow

Author's Note: This is a piece about what everyone does when snow comes.

Snow is so peaceful, descending from the sky.  It showers over buildings, cars, and people giving them a coat of white.  When it falls, kids build forts and go sledding.  Adults shovel the driveway and hope that the road will be clear when they drive to work.  School gets canceled and everyone jumps for joy.  Snow plows are at their finest working day and night, plowing the streets for us.  Snow will not last forever though, by the time April comes all the snow will be gone.

I am an I-Pod

Author's Note: This is a metaphor piece about what being an I-Pod is like.

I live in your pocket.  I can speak loud or soft.  You can plug me into a computer.  I thrive on electricity.  I am bright.  You can put a case on me.  I am always there.  I will go on all the trips you go on.  I am tough.  I can be dropped.  I am very light.  I come in an assortment of colors.  I am an I-Pod.

Live On

Author’s Note: This is a cool quote I found on the internet that I will resond to.

“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”- Robert Frost

                I like this quote by Robert Frost a lot.  Whenever something bad happens everybody always tends to keep that bad memory in their mind and their life changes from being always happy to always sad.  This quote tells people to let that memory go and live on with their life.  If anything bad ever happened to you, you have to push through because after it is passed, you can still live a good happy life.  I know it is easier said than done but, if you try to let the past go you will have a better life.

The Christmas Car

 Author's Note: This is a piece about the point of view of a present before Christmas.

Finally, the time is here Christmas Eve.  I’ve been waiting in that kid’s closet forever, but now they finally took me out and wrapped me.  The anticipation is killing me; I want to get played with so badly.   For the last few hours (which felt like days) the kid kept looking right at me, shaking me and trying to figure out if I was socks or the awesome race car he always wanted.
On Christmas day the kid comes down with his parents and rips me open.  The kid looked like he was going to explode he was so thrilled, he didn’t even look at the other presents.  I was the race car of his dreams.   He got a race track and me and the neighbor car raced.  I met so many other toy friends and we always played together, it was so fun.  I can’t wait for next Christmas so I can see all the new toys.