Monday, September 19, 2011

Rock Story

Just found this story on my computer. Hope you like it.


I drifted from a big black abyss. Finally I’m away from the hot mound that was in that abyss.  Now I’m on the surface of this cold stuff with other objects that look like me. I’m with all these other objects that are frothy. We have been drifting around for a while. All you can see is blue and a plot of land with some green things on it. A gust of air just pushed us forward. We are approaching the plot of land. Were getting closer and closer and closer. I can see on the edge of the plot of land there are red things that are frothy a lot of them. They look like me. I see some that look like a red gel. There are some that are part gel and part frothy red thing. Also there are frothy objects that have a reddish tint. Some of the objects that are around me a washing up on to the plot of land. But another gust of air pushed us away from the plot of land. Ech. I feel like there is something sloshing around me in different parts. Strange...
This is boring... Hey, some of the other rocks are melting. Granted they are red. They must be some mutant thing. They look like me though. It just turns to a gel thing and disappears. Hey, I look a little reddish to..................... Wait a minute what are those dark dense looking objects that are floating. I can see flashes of light. WOW. The cool liquid surface is starting to wash up on me. I’m becoming to separate from the other objects. Ohhhh. There are particles of cold liquid falling down on us. Ahh. I’m going under!!!! AHHH! HELP! OH NO! The other objects that look like me are moving away from me! Even though I didn’t know what they were they looked like me so I felt like I had a special connection with them. That fierce brigade of rain and wind has stopped. I’m floating around... Again... I feel so alone. Ech. I just got that feeling again. That feeling like things is sloshing around in me. OHH. Finally I see some land. I’m approaching it. Ouch. I ran into a big hard thing. Its black. Hmm. Whatever... Ahh this is the life. I just washed up on this soft yellow tan material. It’s very warm. AHHHH. The waves! They keep washing over me. Over and over and over and over agian. These waves have washed over more than all the green and brown stalks on the island, which is a lot! Oh no I’m turning red! AHHH the red things that looked like me that I saw on the other island are me. They turned red after all the water washed over them. There is also water inside me! AHHHHH! I’M GOING TO TURN IN TO RED GEL!!!!!!!  My best hope is to be buried under this yellow tan matireal..... Yes. The yellow stuff is slowly piling over me. Ohhh. This feels weird. This yellow stuff is dense. A little bit is heavy... Oh no. The sun is becoming to dissipear. The yellow stuff is covering it up. AHHHH. I can’t see. Eww. What’s this mushy stuff. Wait a secend. THIS IS ME. THE WATER HAS MADE ME INTO MUSH!!!! Keep calm. Keep calm. Knowing I’m mush and knowing there must be so much yellow stuff and this hard hard rough things I found I’m think I’m doomed. The hard rough thing keep rubing into me.
Ouch. I’m becoming to thin out..... It must have been ages and ages. All I see is darkness. I have been solidified some how. I’ve gotten used to the darkness but the pressure and the heat I hate. Every thing around me is hard. Every once in a while everything around me rattles. Also there are spurts of hotness. WOW. Its so hot. Ouch, OUCH. HELP. AHHHHHHH. OH NO. EVERYTHING IS GROWING ORANGE. AHHHHHHHH!!!!! WHATS HAPPENING> WHATS THAT ORANGE LIQUID. OH NO I’M FALLING... AHHHH. THIS STUFF HURTS. HELP I’M MELTING. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
RUMBLE RUMBLE. AHHHHHHH I’m being shot out of a crater thing. WOW. What are these black and shiny things around me. WOW I just remembered I used to be a different rock! WOW I’m a new rock. I like this.

Song of the Day #1

Imagine
It's a wonderful song. People cry over it. A wonderful message. I like how the piano creeps up on you. The bass
is wonderful. I don't know what I'm doing. I'll get better as I go along.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Flowers for Algernon

I'm reading a book called Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes. It's about a mentally retarded man named Charlie Gordon. He was abused as a child. His mother kept thinking he was a regular kid and because of that he was always scared. She beat him yelled at him and put him though many bad experiences. Now he is a grown man and has a job. Even though he is grown up he still has the emotional capacity of a 10 year old. People make fun of him. He goes to school just for mentally challenged people. He is chosen to have a surgery that makes him smarter. The thing is he becomes a genius but still has the emotional range of a 10 year old. People are scared of him now. He is scared, angry and insecure. He doesn't now what to do with his life. He feels like a pet. He is depressed and has no friends. This story is captivating, heart warming (and heart breaking), a romance and a story that will make you look differently at life. He eventually finds out the procedure is temporarily. He slowly forgets everyone around him and everything he knows. He watches his life disappears before him. Eventually he is back to his normal self and forgets everything he ever did.