Skipping Stones

We must have stood their for hours. But yet the sun never set. It hovered in the mince of the day. It glowed and reflected on the lake we were standing in. He grabbed a boulder for me to step on. Cause I told him I didn’t like the feel of the underneath of the lake. He rolled up his jeans and held my hand. He would guide my arm to skip these little flat rocks reputedly until I got it right. And we smiled and laughed and I will never forget it. I still don’t know how to skip a rick. But for this I have a memory...

Just a Few things that he Thought me

when you are falling, grab a power cord. You can still be attractive with acne. Cold hands mean warm heart. If you are drunk, you probably want to hang out a sun roof while going down the freeway. Kissing on the roof of a tree fort is really scary. Trapping someone behind a rolling counter is always the way to go. When the electronic controls on your seat are broken, then get naked. Sculpture is better for my knowledge then current events. And last but not least, nothing last forever.

I was told he was good I was told that he didn’t mean to do the things he did to me I was told he was scared In a different way then I was I was told that he is a good person And for me This is hard to accept because he did the worst things He hurt me so bad that I don’t know if I could ever forgive him But I have to I've been told that he means the things he says This confuses me I don’t think I'm a cunt

She was never able to be figured out Quiet yet loud Beautiful yet she never showed it She liked to write and perform but no one ever saw it She would quit one club to join the other And yet she lived all to herself And her family contained eight people When the house contained uncountable mishaps and errors Eight people in that house and not one said a single word She was quiet when it came to things like this Yet loud in every other sense that no one really seemed to care about She had such long beautiful blonde hair but she would always put it up, in fear that someone would notice her She was a outstanding singer and dancer, but when it came time to show Her voice always seemed to crack So indecisive and mysterious So loved and unwanted at the same time She was Allyson Anne Pfister Yupp not so interesting But she really was

Train

It’s a rainy, dark night and the clouds flood the sky We are driving home with the radio on volume two None of us spoke a word that entire ride home But we were all just a little tired We stopped at a passing train I watched its every cart glide by me on the tracks I saw the wheels turn and the water splash up in its tracks I noticed every bolt, bar, and graffiti marking on it I noticed the sound of it It was heavy I could hear the heaviness of the rolling trap And then I thought to myself Just a few steps and a couple seconds That’s all it takes and I would be gone I knew how easy it could kill me and I wanted that I didn’t know why but I just did Trains can take people anywhere you want Sometimes they can take you to heaven too

Lunch

I walk past the bathroom and hear the girls giggling, this means that I will have to fake fixing my hair until they all leave. Don’t feel like doing that today so I wonder some more and come back about five minutes later. Walk in and there are two stalls, two sinks, and one small mirror. I lock the door behind me and set my lunch sack down on top of the big heater box thing. I quick take a piss and then wash my hands. The first thing I eat in my lunch is my sandwich. Always ham and cheese-unless its Friday- then its PB&J. I then walk three steps to the mirror to clean the bread out of my braces with my tongue (I've become a professional that this). Seeing as though the rest of my lunch usually contains grapes and some sort of chips, I normally go for the chips next. With my iPod in one hand and the chips in the other, I play the music to my dance routines and normally go over them as I eat the chips. Of I will use the sink as a ballet bar and practice my moves. Lastly I finish my grapes with about 15 minutes to spear. So I throw the bag away and walk to the bubbler, located about 20 feet to the right of the outside of the bathroom. To the right of the bathroom is the nurses office and then a classroom that my crush has a class on during this time. So I walk by acting extra cute just cause I know hell look over to the door when someone walks by. I then take a trip to my locker located around two corners and sort of a long way away form the bathroom. 5-31-11 is my combination but ill have to do it twice because it never works the first time. Once its open I grab my hair brush from the top shelf and brush my hair while looking at myself through my 4"X8" mirror that has been in my locker since fourth grade. Then once I put the brush back I organize my locker a little, arrange the magnets on the door into little pictures and collect all my garbage. With the garbage in one hand, I use the other hand to take and aspirin from the tops shelf where I basically keep everything you would ever need at school. Then I close the door gently being careful of the mirror that will fall if you close the door too hard. About 30 feet from my locker is a garbage so I throw my trash away and walk another 30 feet to the bubbler for some water to take my aspirin with. Next I walk back around two corners to enter the middle school. I wander around in there for a while, normally walking past old classrooms saying "hello" to old teachers and then finding my sister (she's easy to find because she doesn’t wander as much as I do). Then my thoughts get to me and I go back to the High school thinking that I will get in trouble for being there (which is very impossible). I now normally have about 8 minutes left so I wander some more. I stop into a different bathroom to fix my hair and then I leave. With about 5 minutes left, I walk around in a circle to pass my crushes class one more time and keep going around two corners to get to my locker once more. I then open my locker, entering my combination twice. Once its open, I put my phone and IPod into the front pocket of my black laptop case. Then I throw it into my right arm like a baby. Putting my black folder behind it, and my pencil pouch to the right of it. I then walk around for about two more minutes. At this time the bell to excuse lunch will ring and the hall will flood with stupid, hyper, loud, rude high scholar's. So I walk back to my locker and put in my combination twice. With five minutes to be to my class, I have to pretend to grab my books like the rest of the kids. So I but everything back in my locker. Check my phone and then pick everything back up again. Now I walk to my next class, open the door, take my seat, and get to work like nothing ever happened.

UW-Parkside 20.8

1 hour and 9 minutes