6 word short stories B period

For sale: my new baby boy.
There goes he ball. Sparky, No!
Two walked in, one came out.
People with education but no understanding.
Luke, I'm not really your father.
Don't quit. You can't give up.
A war between remembering and forgetting.
She saw her image fading away.
People don't make heroes, choices do.
Many accomplishments, but one great regret.
Beyond your titles, who are you?
Now I am living a lie.
I still cannot think of why.

6 word short stories A period class

1. America, your old ways are gone!
2. Since when do you care?
3. Nobody was supposed to get hurt.
4. A shallow grave in the well.
5. Happiness is always sought under saddness.
6. You're loud and annoying. Love you.
7. She looked up and said, "goodbye."
8. One truth, many lies, what for?
9. It was too dark to tell.
10. He came home covered in bruises.
11. Dubai: the greatest place on earth.

More Than A Game by Jessica Diana (sonnet)

 

                Here’s to the girls that give 100 percent

                Willing to sacrifice their body

                To the girls that want to win at any extent

                That live to get their pants dirty

                 Here’s to the pitchers, catchers, 1^st basemen, and 2^nd basemen

                 The shortstop, 3^rd basemen, right fielder, center fielder, and left fielder

                  To the girls that will dive into any backstop or fence.

                  Hoping not to make a single error

                  Here’s to the girls giving up their summer to play

                  The smell of the freshly mowed grass and newly dragged dirt

                   To the girls that dream to play pro’s someday.

                   To see the red white and blue on their shirt.

                   Here’s to the girls that play with no shame.

                   To the girls that softball is more than a game.

Technology: Changing Society

                                                           Technology: Changing Society

by Callie Llewellyn & Sophia Greb

            The picture we drew basically shows the effect technology has had on our world today. The left image shows our world without technology. People are hanging around outside and enjoying life with rainbows and sunshine and smiling, but on the right side the image is much worse. It shows a dark world with everyone inside on their computers not enjoying life and crashing their cars because they were texting and driving. It basically shows how technology has corrupted the world and has many negative impacts on us.

With apologies to Emily Dickinson

by Franice Freedman

 

How can one wait to shed,

His earthly, tethered wears?

Replaced upon deathbed

By heavenly silk so clear.

 

And following the burial,

Beyond a looming gate

Honor true doth amplify,

So ends the grievous wait.

 

Here crawl the worm and fly,

Prepared to decompose.

The time has come to fertilize,

Starting with one’s toes.

 

Who would not be flattered,

By such a privilege as this?

To be wholesomely devoured-

Death’s eternal bliss.

 

"It's That Time of Year Again" an original song by Jordan Kratochvil

 "It's That Time of Year Again"

 

[Chorus]:  It's that time of year again.  Cookies and milk for the guy in red.  Upon your pillow rest your head, and see what happens then.

The glowing of the fire is suddenly put out, but you don't need to doubt what your joy will be higher.

[Chorus]

With eight reindeer on your house, down the chimney that guy shall go. As he chants his "ho ho ho's" he disturbs no one not even a mouse.

[Chorus] x2

As you're walking down the silent stairs, you see so many gifts for you, and many for your siblings too.

It's that time of year again. So many gifts for the girls and boys, watch their hearts swell up with joy. -[x2]

[Chorus]x2

"Merry Christmas"

 
Soar Like An Eagle,
        Jordan Kratochvil

Lessons Learned by Jordan Cline

 

Take a look around our class and acknowledge our differences. From as little as one extra freckle, to as big as race, religion, and skin color. What are you? Black, white, Asian.... Who are you? If your answer is the same to the previous question, then you must learn from my friend. That is why I entitled this "Lessons Learned." I learned, indirectly, from one who wasn't  always my favorite "mentor."

Lessons Learned

Seeing him with Evan, a friend who has been their since the day I was born. I didn't know what to do, so I just stared deep into his eyes, and he did the same. Some of you know my story; you know where I come from, grew up, who I was and thought I needed to change because of "Charlie." Well, now I can use his real name, Ariel.

While on vacation in Tortola, I visited Nanny Cay to catch up with some friends. Then I see strolling in with my boy Evan, is Ariel. The one who called me stupid because I was black, and it wasn't until eighth grade where I realized I'm not just a black kid, I'm Jordan Cline. Anyway, back to the stare. How could I not do it? I told people if I saw him again, I would thank him, even though some said I should take him out. I broke the stare when I stood up to go by the beach and think when my fruit punch fell on me and I dramatically fell to the ground. I just dashed to the bathroom in total embarrassment.

 

Who knew this was the time and place I would see him again? I thought it would be in 30 years over lunch or something. Guess who walks in...? Yep, that's right, him. The bathroom, really? That is my vacation story. Ariel quietly whispered, "I'm sorry--"

 

"You know, I don't want to hear the 'I'm Sorry' crap after the years of hell you put me through!" I retorted.

Ariel murmured, "I know, I just..."

 

"It's too late because, in all those years, I processed the sheer words that came out of your mouth. I became the person many people love today. I became Jordan and don't think you're going to walk in here and apologize for making me work my ass off everyday to prove to you, someone who just shows up in my life, that I am not anyone's subordinate."

 

Awkward turn of events, right? I'm still not sure if that was my rage and a punch yet using words instead of firsts, or if it was an apology. But either way, I walked right past Ariel, standing there with his head down, and said, "I should thank you. I clearly wasn't the one living in vain all of these years..." And I walked out.

 

Back at the table, no one aware of the occurrences in the bathroom, Ariel and I got caught in another stare. I knew deep down, he was sorry and gained respect for the new me. We truly saw "eye-to-eye." I can't say it was the way I planned it to happen, but hey, it turns out that he got my number from Evan and we texted for hours on end. 

So, when someone asks me how were my holidays. Let's just say, I ran into a long-lost friend. A friend who made me implant the courage to meet all of you; some of you who are the closest to a true brother or sister. I love all of you because your uniqueness brings this class together. So don't ever forget that in life. Being different certainly has been the best gift of my life. It was a rough ride, literally it was rough and awkward boat ride, but the lesson came across finally, and now I take it to heart and tell the ones around me.