Crime Fighting

If I could chose three abilities for crime fighting I would pick teleportation, mind-reading, and the ability to freeze, fast foward, rewind, or slow time. I would like a superhero but someone that's hides in the shadows so my enemies wouldn't know what hit them. No one would ever really know who or what I was but they would always know I've been there. They would always fear meb because they wouldnt want to ever have an encounter with me. With my power of teleportation I could easily go to the dangerous situation without any delay. I would also teleport when battling my enemy so he wouldn't be able to see me and he would get really confused and irritated which would give me an advantage to strick him. With my power of mind-reading I would be able to hear what my enemy was thinking. So, if my enemy was thinking oh I'm gonna punch him I would be able to have an advantage and win. With the power to freeze, fast foward, rewind or slow time I would be able to dodge attacks easily and also have my enemy go in slow mo and make him do embarrassing actions. With all my powers combined I would be able to help humanity or destroy it. 

Escape

If I was able to have my own island to which I could escape to, it would be so huge, it seemed that it extended for miles with beautiful scenery. There would be the most exotic and beautiful creatures on the island. Yet, it wouldn't be so big that people knew of its existence. On top of my island there would be a piece of land that had floated up when it broke off my island. On that piece of land would be my house. When you would try to walk into my house you would be stopped by a white gate. When you would pass the gate you would be walking into a garden of the most beautiful flowers with the sweetest scent. Within my house there would be a huge library and music room. In the libaray there would be all kinds of books of every genre. In the music room there would be any kind of music instrument you could think of. In my house there would secret passages that I only knew about. On this piece of land there would be a huge waterfall. You could swing from vines and jump in the waterfall. Only a few people would be able to live on the island, but sometimes I would escape alone to just feel free. 

One awesome butler

If I could chose a personal assistant for a week I would pick Albert Einstein. I would chose him for his intelligent mind to help me on tasks that are quite difficult for me. At the very beginning I would make him wear a butler suit and make him follow me everywhere I go. He would assist to my every need when I would need help. I would be able to clap my hands and scream ALBERT and he would magically appear with a tray of finger sandwiches. Of course with a side apple juice and brownies. Yet, I could also clap my fingers if I ever needed him for something else that was important. After a long day of feeding me he would help me with my homework. He would especially help me in science. Albert Einstein would also help me doing my chores and I would also "help" by telling him he missed a spot.

App

If I had an app that would come standard on my magical phone it would would a dating sims game. Where you could play it on your phone or better yet with a push of a button be trasported into the game. So you could do your choices in the virtual real life. It would kinda be like Sword Art Online  where you would plug yourself into the game and design you character. As this is done you would go through episodes to complete quests and earn cool rewards. These rewards would be like outfits your character could wear or just action points. Action points would get you through an episode a day so people won't stay glued to the game. At the end when you have completed one ending, you can go back a try a new route or replay it to see if you could get a sweeter ending with the guy or girl of your choosing. 

Rise Of The Dragons!

If I could imagine two characters from different books or movies that would go on a blind date it would be Hiccup from How to Train Your Dragon and Jack Frost frfom Rise Of The Guardiens. Obviously knowing each other from their childhoods they grew found of each other. Even though Jack Forst would always make fun of Hiccup, Hiccup never stood up to Jack because he thought of him as a friend. Or maybe a little bit more. Hiccup had to live with the harsh truth that he was madly in love with the one and only Jack Frost. Over the years of them both growing fond of each other, Hiccup and Jack lived in fear of anyone finding out what they felt for each other. Also, knowing the fact that Astrid could snap Hiccup in two if she ever found out stopped them from ever confessing to each other. Until a common friend decided to set them up for a blind date. Supposedly luring them into meeting new people so they could forget about each other. Both casually meeting each other at a clamored cafe waiting for their supposedly date. They would catch of glimpse of each other but they were to scared to even approach one another and say a simple "Hello". Until an hour passed and both of their supposedly dates did not come, they decided to approach one another. Both sitting down in a booth laughing and talking about the great times they have had over the years. Even though it was awkward at first, the funny memories of Toothless almost buring Jack cleared the air. When it was time to go they both have realized that they were on their date the whole time. They both went outside then ending up in front of the cafe having to say goodbye to one another. Both felt like they needed to do something before he could leave. So slowly Hiccup reached for Jack's hands and whispered "I've always loved you," and with that Jack smiled pulling Hiccup in for a lingering kiss. 

Identity {Poem}

 

From the moment you hear a cry.

That's the moment you are identified.

That's the moment you become you.

The moment I become me.

A story untold to the world.

That a new baby was born.

A girl named Elsa.

That was put here to tell the truth

and every footstep I took

lead to that special feeling.

That I was one of a kind.

"Elsa! Elsa! Elsa!"

An exotic name they said.

Never heard before.

Until the wind and snow came

and I was told to Let it go!

How excited I was to hear my name!

Until a snowman Olaf came.

"No! No! No," I exclaimed.

I'm not a snow queen as you think.

With a knock on my door.

All I could hear was singing

to a terrible tune

that terrified me.

You are snow! You are ice!

No I'm not! I'm just nice!

But please Elsa don't you see?

That's what your name means!

I was special until the storm came.

Now I wont be the same,

because now when I say my name

a look of disappointment crosses their face.

As if to believe I speak lies.

When that very movie ruined my life.

Billions of girls would come.

All with the same name as me.

And even with that

people still ask,

Elisa? Lisa? Alicia?

Its Elsa I say.

Elsa? What a beautiful name.

My cheeks start to stretch.

As my smile grows as big as the sea.

Thank you I say.

Truth? Snow? God's oath?

The meaning of my name

has nothing to do

with the actions I chose.

From the moment you hear a cry.

That's the moment you are identified.

That's when you become you.

When you know what you're destined to do.

Journal 20

Gasping for air. When I wake up from my terrible dream. Trying to let the air into my lungs. Waking up in one of their rooms to realize it wasn't a dream. The terrible dream wads a reality. My family...my friends...my whole life had been a lie. Where I thought I lived with humans, but it had all been a lie.the door opened. I saw one of them. The aliens that looked likes me but were completely different. They who once said they were my family. "Daughter come to eat breakfast." I weakly pulled myself up from the bed. Something wanted to lie and say I didn't feel good but they would suspect. "Y-Yes mother." was all I could reply. Don't act suspicious I told myself. I can't alarm them or I would have to face their wrath. If they find out what I found out they would get rid of me. Even if the truth hurt on what they were planning, I couldn't and I would alarm them. Today....tomorrow...and everyday forth I would have to lie. I would have to fear my existence of being alone forever. I loved my mother and my father but to know they wanted to experiment on me. Such a frightening thought. If I could act long enough that I didn't know I could survive. I wouldn't be taken and replaced. I wouldn't be cut open as another poor victim lived a lie with fake memories. I would have to live with aliens on this alien planet for the rest of my life. 

Life isn't Always Sweet For A Piñata. Journal #17

It was dark. Very dark. I remember being chosen. Chosen to do this certain task. I felt so anguished. I felt so violated on how they torn me open and shoved billions of packets of joy within me. Yet, I was not over joyed. I felt nothing but fear. Oh why was I chosen for this task? This task that could mean the end for me. Oh please, oh please let them forget I am in here. All I could hear were footstepscoming at   my direction. Don't open the door. Have mercy on me and don't open the door. Yet, that is all I heard. A loud creak echoed through the closet as the light blinded my eyes. "Can I get it now mommy." A boy stood in front of me eagerly waiting to take me out. "Yes tommy. Go ahead and take it out." The boy picked me up. I was to heavy for him so my limp body was dragged across the floor. My surronding were strange. All I remebered was being shoved into the closet. A gust of wind hit me . As the boy set me down on the grass as he walked out of his house, all I could see were children hungrily looking at me. "I can't wait!" he shouted with joy. A man then lifted me from the grass. He hung me over the tree. Oh how I wish I wasn't who I was. I saw a girl as she clutched the stick. Swinging it trying to hit me. I felt a light tap here and there. I was filled with relief when the last child hit me. Yet, all I heard was "I want to go next". A older boy stood up taking the stick. Thunk! THUNK! THUNK! Each hit grew louder and more painful. Then i felt myself torn open. As I took my last "breath" all I saw were smiling children fighting over my sweet blood.

Journal 13 Viking

I would chose to be a Viking for the rest of my life. I would chose to be a Viking over a knight or even roman soilder because then I could be like Hiccup! A Viking not physically strong but strong by mind. So powerful that he could change the way of thinking. To leave alone dragons and become friends. It would be cool to be a Viking riding onto of a dragon. I could go fishing and having competitions with other vikings to show that I am the strongest. Vikings also have a lot of food they eat and me being someone who consumes it would love to have a feast everytime I had dinner. Yum! The best thing would be if it was like "How To Train My Dragon". I could then have an awesome dragon like Toothless. I would be able to fly in the sky. Being able to protect my home. Even though Vikings are very temperamental they can still be someone you can rely on in times of need.

Journal 11

She was sure this was where she had left him. In this grove. She started to panic frantically as her hands move against the leaves. She pleaded he was still there. She could remember the screams. That hasn't stopped her though. "I'll find you I promise." She said as her voice quivered.  Still frantically scurrying through the leaves until she felt it. A ribbon a red ribbon to be exact. The girl smiled as she pulled on it. I'm coming was all she thought. The small door opened to revel a hole with a flight of stairs. It was to dark to see but it was there. She slowly stepped onto the first step and every step she would take the stairs would creak. Every step she took the hole grew darker. She set the light down. "Brother I'm here. I thought I lost you."  The girl grinned and she say down at this little table that was located there. "Come have tea with me." She hummed a lovely tuned as she set the teddy bears for a tea party. "Isn't this fun brother." She grabbed the lantern to bring the light to his face. "Your smiling!" She said happily. In the light sat a boy in a chair. Not a boy no just his skeleton. Sitting there as his psychotic sister still believed him dead. Or maybe just maybe he was alive and that skeleton wasn't his...trying to escape her imaginary world. Where she loved only him and would never leave him alone. He faked his death...or maybe she killed him herself?

Extra Credit: Helping Out

When I went to help gardening at the children center in LCCC I had a lot of fun. At first I wanted to go because it sounded like fun and I wanted to help out. As I help pull out weeds I saw the teamwork it took to get things done. Even though there were a few laughs here and there things got done. At the end we had to take a picture altogether. I'm usually camera shy but I was glad I got in it. I'll get to see how much fun my friends and I had that Friday. 

If I could open up a business...

If I could open up any business it would be a anime cafe. It would have the best people cosplaying women or men from the most anime liked that week. To find out the most liked anime that week I would hold a vote. Where people would write their favorite anime or even character on a piece of paper and put it in a box. Then I would count the pices of paper and see which anime we would use. We would also have foods and drinks seen on animes. Along with Japanese foods. Not only that but food like pizza or burgers just for the people who only came to see the favorite character. Within the cafe there would be a gift shop. Where anime products would be sold like t-shirts or bags or cups. Just as a awesome and simple reminder of the day they visited my anime cafe. 

My Number One Rule In Life

My number one rule in life, is everyone should act like a rose. This rules should apply to everyone because in life you get to meet good people and bad people. If you act like a rose your thorns could keep you away from the bad influences that wont let you grow. Unlike those who do influence you well to tend to your petals to grow. My rule is about choosing the right people you hang out around. People could bring you down or being you up. At the end we might not know who is who, but out actions do. We have the choice to see the people we hang out with. Sometimes we make the wrong decision to hang out with the wrong crowd, but resignation on who our friends really are is tough. Especially since you may not see what they are when they are near you. Yet, others see it, so it's best to act like a rose to chose the right people that can help us grow.

-Elsa Alvarado