The Ride

“We’re here!” Their teacher Mr. Smith exclaimed as the bus pulled up to the curve.
“We’ve been driving for ever!” A student exclaimed. They had been driving down the highway for over an hour, the driver opened the door and let the warm breeze into the bus. The students climbed off the bus chatting excitedly about the day ahead.
“Get into your assigned groups every one.” Mr. Smith shouted over all of the commotion. The students broke into their groups continuing to talk about what they wanted to get done.
“Is everyone in your group accounted for?” He asked the class.
“Yes.” They replied in unison.
“OK then onward into the park.” Mr. Smith shouted.
“The students cheered and went racing into the park leaving the parking lot deserted.
John and his group dashed into the park, leaving the rest of the class and heading for some of the smaller rides on the other side of the park. When they got there they went on several rides and got soaked.
“Hey, guys lets go on that one!” Quin said pointing to the largest roller coaster in the park. They speed toward it before anyone could object. They scurried through the empty line and to the front they all hopped in except for John, he looked up at the ride and got an uneasy feeling in his stomach.
“What’s wrong John.” Megan said from the front car.
“I”m afraid of heights.” he mumbled back
“That’s OK,” she replied, “I used to be scared of heights but then I ….”
The roller coaster started its ascent cutting her off mid sentence.

A minute later they came rolling back, the ride was over. Their adrenalin was rushing through their bodies, they wanted to go on more rides. They rushed past John and to the next one they got on and took off. John slowly walked to the next ride and stood there peering down at his shoes until they rushed past him and got on another ride after this they came up to him and said,
“Are you having fun?”
“No.” He stammered.
“Well what do you want to do?” They asked.
“I don’t know,” He responded,
“Lets go on one that’s not so tall.”“Shore!” They responded cheerfully.
They wandered around the park until they found one that was just the right height.
“OK John are you ready?” Ema asked him.
“Yea.” He weakly replied. They got on the ride and it started up, John tightened his grip in the bar until his knuckles started to turn pale.

After the ride was over he hopped out of the car and said,
“Yea, that was the awesomest thing I have ever done. Lets go on some more!”
“We need to hurry because the bus leaves in just over an hour.” Ema stated to the group.”
“Lets go!” Quin shouted, striding toward the bigger roller coasters. John got there and looked up at the roller coaster,
“Everything alright, John?” Megan said walking over to him.
“Yea,” he said continuing to stride over to the ride he hopped in and off he went.

Life of a Pen

 

I race across the paper.

perfectly practiced

precise pictures.

I write all day,

I am controlled by a hand

the hand gets tired

but I still glide like butter across the paper.

I write and

I write

and then

I start to run out of ink

I get put away

and thrown a way.

 

I was a pen gliding across paper.

 

Fish

I am a fish

swimming

in the big blue world

 

Gliding through the crystal water

then darting like lightning

escaping

 

I am a fish

swimming in the sea

Surviving