Lauren's+Writing

media type="custom" key="238633" Warm Up Writing #1!!! October 11, 2007 Clark and Claude are two fierce plumbers that take joy in wandering off to stray toilets. The two brothers that smell a putrid stench of slaughtered pigs, have nothing better to suit their time with. Headlights in hand, Clark and Claude whistled the melody of "Happy Birthday" and barged into the porta potty that stunk like a skunk in a barnyard. As they proceeded into the stray toilet, they kindled the toilet paper and bent the training toilet in half. As they left in pride, they turned back to see only the crisp droplets of rain that had recently begun to fall and a yield sign that was in the corner.

Warm Up Writing #2!!!

October 31, 2007 Bobbie is an average stuck up 16 year girl. At least she was until a tragic Halloween afternoon when all of her priorities changed. Bobbie lived with her parents, and her two younger brothers Josiah and Pablo, and me. Her annoying 13 year old sister. "Get out of my room you little freaks of nature!", Bobbie screamed at the top of her lungs. Bobbie was the head of the cheerleading squad and had all of the senior guys practically drooling on her feet. She could throw a bone and they would go fetch it. These guys were truely pathetic. Me, on the other hand, I'm a geeky girl with glasses that no one even cares about. I'm practically invisible! Anyway, back to the story. It was a frigid Halloween morning and our mom went out to the mall. "Bye kids see you in a bit!", Mom shouted as she strolled merrily through the door. "Bye Mom!", I yelled. Mom stated that she was getting a head start on Christmas shopping. Moms, what can you do? That was the last time I heard her peppy voice.


 * Personal Narrative**

Busch Gardens, a place of amusement and great pleasure. This particular trip to Busch Gardens was the exact opposite. It all began a few short years ago when I was just in kindergarten. Many of my family members, my parents, brother, and relatives all decided to visit Bush Gardens for a week. At the time, it seemed like it would be an exciting experience. It was exactly that until one of the last days of the trip. I still am left with a scar and a vivid memory of what went on that day. The day was as hot as ever and we were having a grand old time walking around the park going on rides. My favorite of all was the dinosaur egg Ferris wheel. As a family we strolled around the park. We decided to go on the Log Flume and I started running towards the ride that just came into view. I ran and ran until I came upon an uneven piece of pavement that I tripped on and fell right on my knee. It all happened so fast that before I got a chance to think back at what had taken place, I started to sob from the pain as I took a look at my knee that by now was a large gash, bleeding heavily. Everyone rushed towards me and took me over to the curb to sit down. They gasped at the sight of my knee and called for the Busch Gardens paramedics. Thankfully they came and I got to ride in a motorized golf cart to the medical room. Unfortunately, they weren’t able to stitch up my knee there so I had to go to a hospital where they stitched my knee up tight. To get to the hospital, I got to ride in an ambulance. That was by far the best part of the whole experience. I am very proud of myself because I watched them sew up my slashed knee and didn’t throw up. That day I left the hospital with a gloomy heart and a wrapped up knee, which wasn’t permitted to get wet. It just so happens that the next day we were all going to go to the water park. Because of my accident I was forbid to go. I was angry that I was unable to participate that day, but I was proficient to go back to the water park another time. My knee healed up like a charm and all I am left with is a scar that reminds me of that melodramatic day at Busch Gardens.