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