Week 4

I was elated about my dance performance that day.

“If you’re nervous, just remember the poem,” my dance instructor said, gesturing to a poem framed on the wall.

Once everything turns from dark to bright,

It’s because you’ve found what turns on your light.

Those two lines are really all I bothered to remember, but later that day, before I went out on stage, I wished I remembered the other lines.

When I started to dance, I remembered the rest.

At least once in your life,

Let go of sadness and strife.

When you’ve given all you have to give,

You truly live.

100 WC Week 3

I was insanely apprehensive about my upcoming English final, and I was up until midnight studying.

"I hope I'm prepared," I thought before drifting off to dreamland.

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I sat down and stared at the English final of drawn out death and read the first question:

Define these words:

Cataclysm

Enigmatical
Floated

Hard

Mountain

Phantasm

Red

Umbrella

Maybe I would pass after all! I finished, and when my paper was collected, the professor looked at me and said:

"Beep!" 

Huh? Why would a respectable English teacher say something like that, randomly?

That's when I woke up to my alarm clock ringing, annunciating my impending doom. 

100 WC Week 2

Interrogation

Waiting for interrogation,

Cold, dank room, windows collecting condensation.

I thought of my alibi,

A young man began to cry;

“I committed the horrible crime!

Life isn’t all song and rhyme.

I’m a modern Robin Hood,

I swear I only stole for good!

Steal from the rich to give to the poor,

They’ve never been rich before.”

He was taken away,

Never to be seen again in all of days.

Now I think it all the way through,

Didn’t know what would happen as I joined the queue.

Boy, was I glad, that one time,

I didn’t have to wait very long in the line.

Week 1

Week 1

Gina crept into the kitchen. She grabbed the toaster and opened a tiny door on the bottom. Two little men marched out.

“At your service!” exclaimed one man.

“I need cupcakes for tomorrow’s Crazy Cooking contest,” Gina ordered.

The men got to work. Gina realized that she had taken the men for granted. They had helped her so much, they deserved to be thanked.

Later, Gina walked over and opened the door, the men marched out. Gina put a cupcake in front of them.

“You’re always working for me, you never get to enjoy your work. This cupcake’s for you.”