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Road

10/7/2014

Lydia R

10/7/2014 11:07:03 pm

The Journey Home
The winding roads
to home
All the people I have met
on the road to home
Some haters
some lovers
all on the road to home
Alas ,
I am home.

Clarisse M

10/7/2014 11:08:42 pm

To me I think this pic reminds me of a future medieval castle. the future part of it is that there is present time things like the road. there is also a war about to break out after the trees and the king and the queen is coming in a chariot. it also reminds me of a journey coming to an end with a person in most likely a car coming to there parents farm or there house.

Linda S.

10/7/2014 11:13:52 pm

The wind howling, doors to my goals, which one do I choose?
every time I go to a door it wont open, which one do I choose?
tick tock tick tock, which one do I chose?
Finally a door has opened, which one do I choose?
shrieeeeek the door opened, which one do I choose?
A road with leaves and trees, which one do I choose?
The sun shined on my face, which one should I choose?
this door lead me to my...My home
The door I choose took me home to where I could live my goals every day

victoria g

10/7/2014 11:14:18 pm

looking up I see a small fort, one in which looks safe. not sure if its safe or not, but its worth a shot I guess. I go forward and look to my left, blood seems to be plastered to the ground. its freash too. I look forward on see that there is a trail of blood leading to the fort.
'Either someone is alive, or dead already. guess theres only one way to find out.' I take a step forward, and hear multiple gun shots come from the fort. then, its silent. I race towards the fort. I know that its a bad idea considering the situation, but curiosity is overwhelming me.
I arrive at the fort in no time, and see, the dead consuming a stranger, some of them are lying on the floor, hence the gun shots. I quickly, quietly, and swiftly find a empty room and slip inside. as soon as the door is closed I turn around and come face to face with a stranger.

Sierra K.

10/7/2014 11:16:10 pm

I see a road to the beginning of a long fantastic journey that leads to big hard and windy problems then gets smooth along the way.To get past the hard parts to the smooth patchs you have to jump over an even harder part, or wait till the door opens (fence). Instead of going straight to the smooth patchs then you can wait and go on a longer trip with harsh parts. It is your job to pick whick way to go not your family, or friends job. It might be a hard decision but it is your chose and your chose only.

Isabela C.

10/7/2014 11:16:16 pm

The road
Takes you on a journey
In the middle of no where
The road
A figure of your imagination
Or just a road
The road
Where everything falls apart
Or where everything comes together

It may just be a road
But to you its where everything good happened
Its where you found your true love
Had the best of experiences and
Most of all found your true self

Mila A.

10/7/2014 11:16:23 pm

life can lead you to wonders and dreams, like riding a ten foot dragon flying into the night sky. I can tell you this, this life is true. My name is Anna Waters, I am a warier from the round table. I know being a girl does not mean that I cant be a knight of King Arthur. my companion Azorica, she is a dragon.

10/7/2014 11:16:28 pm

The road may never end but I know it begins right here.
Life is a road that never ends, even when you die. There will be dead ends but that just means that you need to turn around and try a new path. A death in your family, its a dead end. But you must learn to eventually turn around and save it in a space in your heart or mind. A car accident might be a wake-up call saying "Hey, this isn't the way you should live your life!". God or whoever you worship, has given and is still giving you chances at this very moment. But, hey, that's life for you. I made a poem based of another I read:" Life aint been no crystal stair for me. Its had tacks, splinters, and its made of hard, rough rock." In other words, life isn't easy. Those "cool" and "rich" kids nobody truly likes, life isn't easy for them, even though it seems like that. They have dead ends in their life, too.

CC R.

10/7/2014 11:16:41 pm

Down the road to a better place.
In the end we all fall down. This is my time to get away from my past and start a new. I look back and think, "what would I leave behind? Nothing absolutely nothing, I have no friends, my family says I am a disappointment, I had no life. What is there that makes me think what I am doing is wrong?" I shake my head to get those thoughts of sadness out of it. Then I walk down the road to the light and say I am leaving and there is no coming back, ever. I am dead, and there is no changing that. As I go towards the light I hear a faint sound of a girl I used to know saying that she wants me to stay, but why. She was my best friend, the only friend I ever had. I had to make the decision. She is what was stopping me from going either to the peaceful light which was heaven, or the fiery dark gruesome pits of hell. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly I felt a darkness consuming me, then I opened my eyes. There she was, my best friend sitting in front of me, on a hospital chair. She smiled at me and hugged, me but not too tight. I tried to hug back, but for some reason I couldn't. I asked her why I couldn't move anything. She started to tear up and said, "CC, you were paralyzed in the process of trying to save that little girl. You were hit by the truck, and you took the fall." When she said the word 'paralyzed' I knew that I didn't want to come back.

Hailee R.

10/7/2014 11:16:43 pm

Hi, my name is Alice Frank. I am 14 years old and live in California. Recently a hurricane hit my home town and now me and my family
(mom, dad, dog Marco) have to live with my grandma in Oklahoma.
My journey begins on a small road from the airport to Grandma's ranch. As I sit and pout in the back seat, I see out my window something unique. Crisp fall leaves crunch under the car, a beautiful meadow far but close in my mind. as I sit up strait I look out my window to find a world of beauty and a land of freedom. I look to my left to see an amazing herd of mustangs galloping up the hill. The car stops, I know start a new life. a life of freedom.

jadyn w

10/7/2014 11:16:53 pm

The road is the start of a new discovery and journey. The road will lead to a magical place. You will find out that dreams can come true. Dreams will come true but only if you believe that such a place exists. This wonderful place will strengthen your heart. If you go on this journey you can discover for your self how magic exists in your heart. Believe in your self, follow the road, and go somewhere grate. Go somewhere where that takes time because what takes time is worth the journey.

Aja M.

10/7/2014 11:17:39 pm

At the end of a journey
The final stop
You've come from the base
And you've reached the top

To the beautiful end
Where new adventures await
New opportunities
So many memories to date

When you've reached the end
And you've finally finished
One can't help but think
What the journey had accomplished

All the hardships and worries
That you had to go through
And the moments of doubt
That made you feel blue

Because it takes hard work
To accomplish things in life
It isn't the result that makes you proud
Its completing the climb that makes you happy

Alexis P

10/7/2014 11:17:50 pm

The road is a start to a new journey, and one day it is going to stop. It will take you to many places. You will meet a lot of people that will become your friends or enemies. There will be a lot of stop signs and you will have to pull over for a break every once in a while. Take the right way because there is going to be a lot of forks in this road. If you take the wrong way, then there will be consequences. Then it will stop and it will dead end. And your journey will be over. So, if you take all the right ways and you don't U-turn then your journey will be great. If you do U-turns and go the wrong way then you will not have a good journey. The choice is yours.

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