Drowning

So we were at Meijers, getting groceries. My dad and I were in the car waiting for my mom to finish shopping. My dad texted my mom to hurry up. Twenty minutes later, she still didn’t text back. Then something scary happened. In the distance we heard sirens. I thought that they were just passing by. But then I saw two ambulances. They pulled up in front of Meijers. That’s when I got deep in thought. My mom is not texting back and is in Meijers. There are ambulances in front of Meijers. What do you think I was thinking? I thought my mom died. Then I started drowning in my thought. Who’s going to take me clothes shopping? I’m the only child and my mom usually takes me. Before I knew it I was crying. My dad didn’t notice because the music was too loud. My mom eventually came back, but I was still crying. For I was drowning until I choke. 

Deep down

I just realized my mother and I are alike in one way.

She was driving me to guitar lessons. We were listening to "You and I" by Lady Gaga off the radio. Were about half way through the song when I look over at her and she's crying.
"Really?"
"What?"
"You're crying."
"Just thinking"
And that's the Clair family for you. When deep and thought, all emotions show. Laughter or tears.

The Good life

It can be pretty tough to try to grow up, but still be a little kid. It’s like I have two lives. I have things to in order to grow up. Like, my book report that’s due Friday, and saving up to get a digital camera so I can see if I truly want to be a photographer. But then today, I left that busy, middle school, life and went back to my other life. The good life. I was walking back from my friend, Anna’s house. I was listening to my favorite song, (The good life by Onerepublic) and then I heard someone calling my name. I paused my iPod, and saw Olive, the little girl who lives across the street from me. She’s about three, and the most adorable little girl I’ve ever seen. I threw my backpack and iPod in my house, and played with her and the other little kids who lived on my street. In all, there’s Mark and Sophie who are 5 and 3 and I’ve known since they were born. There’s Annie who is 6 and looks like a younger me. And then there’s Matt who’s a very energetic 8 year old.
We played hide and seek and duck, duck, goose while their parents talked. We stayed outside until dark. We said good night and good bye, and then Olive said something.

“I love you, Melody”

That made me think. How if someone at school said that me, it would be like a “Will you go out with me?” But not here on Sycamore street. No. Here, it meant “I’ll see you tomorrow” I mean, I say I love you to them all the time. If I said that at school, I’d either get slapped or looked at weirdly. I miss those days. But just because I’m 12, doesn’t mean I still can’t be a 4 year old. My favorite movies are Finding Nemo and Winnie the pooh. But if someone thinks I’m weird because of that, I feel sorry for them. Why? How can you have a healthy life without watching Finding Nemo a million times? I don’t wanna grow up.

Sometimes...

Sometimes... I feel like I have no friends. Like today at rec. Lets just say i'm not the sports type. My two "Friends" Jemma and Simon, ditched me to play foot ball. I sat there against the fence and wrote. Alone.

Sometimes... I feel overwhelmed. Like the last two weeks. I don't see much of my parents, so when they get home, I have to catch up with them about what were doing in school, or whats going on. Plus, if you miss ONE day of school, your lab partner and math teacher automaticallly hates you.

Sometimes... I feel watched. Like when I left the dance a couple weeks ago. When I sat down by that tree, with mascara running down my face, I heard someone talking, softly. But there was no one around.

The best day of my whole 11 years of life

Okay,So heres the story. My mom and her friend, Evelyn, are interior designers. And there designing my aunts enormous house about an hour away from ours. So, I woke up at six o'clock to get ready for school. I was eating breakfast when my mom said "pack your bags. Were going on a road trip"I decided that I should do so.

We got to her house, and it's the most beautiful thing in the world!!!!!! The first level is totally normal. But then the basement, oh the basement! The basement is a whole different country! It's themed like Paris, France. It has a fancy vintage movie theater that has 2 rows of seats and a popcorn machine. (we watched Disney movies in there) They have my aunt's office which says "The queen's quarters" in French above the door. The bathroom is SWEET! It is themed like a subway in French. It has French grafitti on the walls.

Well, Evelyn brought her daughter, Emilia. So Emilia and I played "house" in there. Then, my perfect day began. We set off to find a pumpkin patch. Yay! Adventure! Well, we found a barn on the way, thinking it was a pumpkin patch. But it was still fun! We saw the goats first, and then the horses. I love horses! But I'm scared to death of riding them. Well there was one group of brown horses, and then a white and brown horse that was getting no attention what-so-ever. I obviously went up to that one. But then I noticed something when i swept my hand over his nose. He had one chocolate brown eye that was looking at me. But then he had another eye that was light blue and blood shot around it. He was blind in that one. Then I did the weirdest thing. I didn't even think twice about it. I sang a line of "21 guns" by Greenday.
"does the pain weigh out the pride, and you look for a place to hide?" I kissed the horse on the nose and we left. I named him The Blind Side.

We drove around some more, with the windows down, singing along to happy songs, and getting lost trying to find a pumpkin patch. We drove up someone's drive way when we tried to find it. There was a grave yard on one side of the drive way, and an abandoned church on the other. Ooooh spooky! And to make it better, there was a broken window, an old van in back, and caution tape in front. I picked up my phone and called my cousin, Sam. Sam is a director, and loves to make horror movies.

Then we went finally found the pumpkin patch!! We got lost in a corn maze, and got some pumpkins and corn stalks to decorate the front of the house. But then Emilia and I wanted to go on a hay ride. But they didnt have one! So we made a home made one. We put the cornstalks in the car, and put down the windows and listened to country music.

A whole new life

Sometimes I miss my old lives. I have moved 6 times. I am almost 12 years old. That means I move almost every two years. Every time I move, I get a new life. Years what its been like.

FIRST HOUSE

 

Potter Ave. in Royal Oak Michigan

I lived there for about a year

SECOND HOUSE

Buckingham Ave. in Birmingham Michigan

I lived there for three years then moved.

(I live there now)

THIRD HOUSE

Dearborn Street in Chicago Illinois

I lived there for one year

FOURTH HOUSE

Pinegrove Street in Chicago Illinois 

I lived there for three years

FIFTH HOUSE

Paysage Pl. in Traverse City Michigan.

I lived there for a year.

SIXTH HOUSE 

Buckingham Ave AGAIN

Thats right we moved back

Well anyways, I have a whole new life everywhere I went. I was a tom boy in Chicago, a "vampire" in Traverse city, and now i'm a "Goth Hippie chick". But I honestly don't care about what people think about me. The world could end at any time and I might be the only one happy because I lived my life as myself. If someone says something to me, I just laugh and walk away. Or at least, I try to. I'm sensitive for sure. I cried in the bathroom today when I figured out that my crush likes this other girl. I left crying when someone something at the school dance. I haven't told anyone these things ever. Only this computer screen.

Shine

Okay, I admit it. I'm pretty shy. I don't raise my hand in class, I flip when I have to do public speaking, and I left the Sixth Grade Dance, crying, because I was afraid of so many people. But just because i'm shy, doesn't mean I don't have thoughts and ideas and words waiting to burst out. Because, I do. And that's pretty much the reason I'm sitting in my room typing this.

A mystery forever

Have you ever asked a question to yourself, but not know the answer? Of course you have. Were human. We don't know everything. The truth is, there are many questions left unanswered. For example:
1. Is there life in space?
2. How was god created?
3. Did Amelia Earhart survive when her plane crashed?
4. Is there life in space?
5. Why hasn't the world ended yet?

And the list goes on and on. All of those questions, are unanswered. Why? Because not many people actually take time to think about these things. In fact, not many people think at all. They do things without thinking which usually results in disaster. I think the world would be much better if we took time to think.