Narrative Introduction

My second chance
How horrible it must be to be in a position worst then mine was. As I drove in the passenger seat staring out the window thinking of the worst possible situations in my head that could happen. It was a great summer day, the sun was at the highest point in the sky. I felt a startling pat on my shoulder from the driver, “Kevin” my sister asked “it’s okay” with a confident but worried voice “I know the principal he’s really nice” I kept my mouth shut. As we approached summit my sister already began to unbuckle her seat belt as if she was about to storm out of the car like a soldier running out of a WWII amphibious assault vehicle only there was a look of excitement on her face. As we pulled up I became sick. When we got out of the car I remember telling myself in a speechless thought “Kevin this is your last chance to graduate high school.” There was a sign above the door with a green man climbing a rock wall with the word Summit written in the wall. On the way up the stairs I tried to give myself confidence. I told myself remember, your doing this for your grandma! My grandma passed away from pancreatic cancer a year before. My sister lead me up the steep stairs witch kind of reminded me of the sign out side as if I was climbing a wall, a symbol , what could most hopefully become a sign of hope. After we got up the 2 sets of stairs my sister then lead me down a hall to a place she called “the family room” she opened the door and there sat a tons of strange multiple but the one I noticed most was the one my sister began to talk to. He was a man with the slight appearance of santa clause that gave me comfort but yet still on edge the feeling of sick had now left and in it’s place came a feeling of pain so bad I thought I would pass out under the immense pressure. “My brother would like to go to school here” my sister asked. While under the pressure I began to lose focus and all I could see was the santa like

Kevin

Narrative Introduction

‘’Get on the ground!’’ yelled the officers. I know this was going to be bad. 2006 was the exact year that all of this happened. It was Wednesday, February 12. I was driving my two little brothers and my sister to my friend’s house, where we were staying for a couple days, because I had no clue where my parents were. So I asked my best friends mom to let my sibling stay a couple days.

Kirk

Narrative Introduction

“BuZzZzZz” went my alarm My brother told me I’m not going to school today. I look around my blue room and I see my tv and its staticy because I fell asleep to a movie. I have posters all over the walls. My brother than said “Yo fool your moms is commin’ to get you for I lil’ while I haven’t seen her but twice in about 2 years. I didn’t really know my mother that well I’ve lived with my brother sense I was 5 I felt as though my mom didn’t care about me because she left me with my brother and kept my older brother. I wanted to run because she lived in Utah I went to see my friends and say my goodbyes because I knew what was going to happen.

TY

Narrative Introduction

How many people can say that just one parent adopted them? My story begins with my mom in college. She met a guy by the name of Blake Larson who she fell in love with. My mom planned on marrying him but there were some problems. She found out that he was already married. My mom left him and wanted to move on with her life, but soon found out that she was pregnant. Blake’s wife didn’t want him to have anything to do with my mom or me so he never got involved. My mom was a single parent and happy as could be, until she met someone who made everything even better.

Karissa

Journal Post

I love Fridays because I look forward to not going to school in the morning. I love sleeping in and then being lazy all day. On Saturday my day usually consists of watching T.V., taking a bubble bath, and then going out to a movie. I love not having to force myself to get in my car and drive to school early in the morning. Once Sunday comes along I am already dreading going to school the next day. Its not like I don’t like the teachers or any of the kids, I just hate waking up so early. My first period teacher knows how much I hate waking up because they don’t normally see me at the beginning of class. Its not that I don’t like their class, I just don’t like having to get out of bed before day light to get to their class. I’m really trying to wake up earlier so I don’t miss anymore school, its just really hard.

Karissa

Narrative Introduction

“Get all the kids in the car and wait for me hurry” my mom was yelling. “Bre you don’t have to go” my dad was pleading. I was 10. It was the day before fathers day and my little brothers birthday. This was the day my father passed away. We got home to him acting all weird. I knew something was wrong at the moment I walked in. My mom was yelling at him telling him she hated him and he was trying to leave a message for my aunt. My mom told him we would be better off if I just died.

Breaunna

Narrative Introduction

A man in all white held me by my arm. All eyes on me as I was pressed into a large pool of water. I was pulled out and I looked out to the eyes and saw the joy and how proud my mom was. I would forever hold this close to my heart. It was amazing all the bad things I have done in my life I was forgiven for. This long journey I have been on was one step closer. I had an indescribable warm good feeling with me. This will last and guide me through my life. I had waited and worked blood sweat and tears to achieve this and I did it.

Grant

Narrative Introduction

Have you ever had a day where you woke up and thought what the heck happened, where did the time go, what happened to my life all the memories fading slowly sifting away like the color of the green leaves in fall and you cant do anything to change it except just wait until the spring for those beautiful colors to return the reeds the greens the pinks the yellows? And well… I forgot the rest but you know the colors of spring. Well as I rushed through life not paying attention to life and what was going on around me I woke up this morning and ended up asking my self that same question. “What the $##$ happened to my life? Where did it go? Even now that I sit here trying to find out where it went. I can’t recall the past 17 years of my pathetic life. I feel as if my sister telling me that I was an accident that she was right just a proverbial wasted egg a bad investment of life.
It feels like she was telling me the truth but at the same time I feel as if it was a lie. To be continued ???… maybe.

Alex F.

A ten line poem

As I sit here in a great struggle. Trying to save something dear A grade, a future, a life.
It is hard to admit that one poem
Can mean so much to me.
Yet knowing I will make it
I will succeed. I will force myself
To do my up most to go the mile I can succeed,
I will succeed And when you find this grade
You will find
that my grade my future my life Lies in your hands.



13 words
How are you? This class is
Competitive like a pack of apes fighting to
Become the “alpha male”
The only words of advice I have for these
People are simple 13 words
Boys know how to fight
And only men know how
To walk away. so remember my children
The day you can learn that you are smarter
Then a monkey is the day this class becomes a little less
… callas
I hope that some day this class will be a class full of men because
More and more every day our old teacher becomes a little more like a parent
Baby sitting a 3 year old.



Kevin

I am so glad that it is Friday! This week has been so long and boring. I need some advice on a pretty stupid subject. So if you liked someone who seemed to be interested in you, and they came up to you one day and said that they were going to go out with someone else who had been way into them for a while, what would you do? It’s not that big of a deal, I just think that I should just forget about it, but I don’t know. If any of you have some advice let me know.

On another subject, I am so glad that it is spring. I love being outside in the sunshine, and being in the warm weather. I don’t really like camping and not being able to take a shower. I love going to bon fires and parties all night. I am so glad for spring because it’s one season closer to summer. Have a fantastic week end everyone!

Karissa

Forbidden Love

We talk in secret,
We made this work,
My heart is pounding,
For it is broken,
Filled with doubt,
She came back,
Just like I said she would,
My feelings deep,
But that doesn’t matter,
You love her,
Not me,
But that’s ok,
If you’re happy,
Then so am I,
It may hurt,
But oh well,
Just know that I’ll always care,
Always cry, always wonder,
For our forbidden love.




For you

You make me feel good,
Great, excited,
That fact that you’re gone,
Hurts, kills inside,
I hate how they act,
They don’t listen,
Don’t care,
Babe for you,
I’ll do anything,
Be anything,
For you I will,
Start a better life,
Be better,
Think better,
Act better,
For you I will learn,
Listen, think,
Life has meaning,
A solution, a problem,
But I’m willing to try,
To see were it takes me,
For you I will care,
Accept, feel,
Only the ones who try,
Will get the gift of happiness,
So, finally I say,
I will love you,
Always and forever

By Dani

There once was a guy named earl
That wanted to play all the girls
He lived in the ghetto
And got kicked with a stiletto
His life went down in awhirl.

Shining so brightly
The warmness so comforting
Hoping it wont go.

Im so surrounded
Unfamiliar faces
Please just go away.

The time just goes by
Maybe one day it will speed up
And I wont have any time to think
Think about all the things I miss
Or maybe I am missing
The pain just goes numb
Without feeling it’s much easier
I can’t feel the aching
I cant feel the pain
I just let the time go by
Hoping it will go a little faster tomorrow.

Breaunna

LOVE AND HATE

Love like a dove that’s flying above
Hate like fate it’s a rate of the heart

Your heart wants to take a shove
It will hurt until you find your counterpart

Love is also a turtledove
Hate can also be a work of art

That’s why people look for love
Just like hate is fate of the heart

It can be a dove
Or it can be fate

By TY



THE HOUSE

The house will run from the people
It also dropped its steeple

The people tried to catch the house
The main one that tried was the lady in the blouse

The house feels hurt
So it’s on an alert

The lady still tries
While the house cries


By TY

To this day I cannot forget
The tears were making my cheeks wet.

I couldn’t stop crying,
My little brother was dying.

I didn’t know what to do.
What would you do if it was you?

I felt like I was going to die,
Sometimes I still think of him and cry.


Oscar

This week I found out that I am going to go on a vacation with my family to Northern California. A few years ago, we went on a cruise down to Mexico, and it ended up being a disaster. We were checked before getting on the ship, so you couldn’t sneak anything illegal on. The whole time that we were on the boat I was sick and in the worst mood. I was sleeping a lot just to stop thinking about how crappy I felt. When we finally got home, I was told that I ruined the trip because of what I was doing. Last year I was determined to make the best of our vacation, and since I was off drugs, we had the greatest time. I am looking forward to out trip this year just because I know it will be as great as when we went last year. I won’t be a kid for much longer so I need to take advantage of the time I have with my family.

Karissa

Love

N. A warm tender feeling

Love natural thrrrobs of
Pure relationships.
Party’s new secrets, a secret
Flattery and a hot new gaze.
The crazy challenges the strong
Heavenly bond of the one’s who
Really believe in pure true love.
The fiery passionate kiss, the
Electric crazy feelings. The
Exciting new adventures the
Strong newly made bonds.
Life seems impossible with
Out each other. The heartache
That comes when your away and
The strong electric feeling when your
Near him, the way you smell of your
Favorite cologne of his. They way its hurts
To be away from each other for more than
A minute. Love the real question know is
What is Love?

Jess

Love Hurts

Can you ever put a broken heart back together?
Can it ever beat the same way it did when he first touched you?
The heart of that sad lonely girl will never be that heart again
It cant the moment he turns his back on her
The moment he looks at her with those eyes full of hate
That heart is shattered it will never be the same
The boy just leaves she knew it would happen
It was coming and the world knew it
She cries herself to sleep most nights
Cries and wishes he’ll come for her
He promised he would always love her
Love her how?
How could he when all he wants is for her to suffer
All he wants is to leave her, cause her pain
She watches him from the corner of her eye
And he’s smiling
Not to her or what she said but how she looks
He knows she’s sad and that she’s alone
And that makes him happy
How then does that broken girl react?
She looks away and becomes content
Fro she knows that as long as her love is happy her life is fulfilled
Her joy her reason for all her tears that run down her check is him
The boy that would never smile
Never
Until know
She leaves him to be happy doesn’t bother him
She wants him to stay happy
She leaves the world and watches him from a better place
He never notices her absence and the broken girl is comforted
She still loves him and dreams that one day he will realize how much
She truly loves him


Jess

My hidden emotions

I’m hidden lost in a sea
Of emotions nobody
Cares nobody wants
To care. How can they
You’re a screw up
You can’t do anything
Right. Let me just go
I don’t need to be here
Anymore. There’s nothing
To say to you anymore,
You don’t understand what
I was thinking or how I
Felt when it happened how
Could you. You’re and adult
You’ve been there once right
Wrong you don’t know what
Its like to be in my shoes, you
Don’t know the stuff I have had
To go through and its don’t matter
It’s my life if I screw up then let me
Learn from it let me figure how to
Repair my broken heart after I get
Hurt. You let me member you told
Me I was to blame so don’t just act
Like your innocent and its all me
Fault. You just left me like your nothing
And everything we went through was
Nothing. You left me to defend myself
Know look at me I have made it through it
All by myself without your help I’m making
A life for myself without you and let me tell you something
Your not in it and you’ll never be in it.

Jess

An Untitled Poem.

The clouds fell,
They were like a man running away,
No one had seen him,
Except the little girl that prayed,
As he kept running the sky started to cry,
For it has lost its heart,
The only thing that makes it happy,
The man that was running,
Was the man that died,
The sky praised him,
For he was doing so well,
But then he stared running,
He suddenly just dropped like the clouds.


Love or so I Thought.

I feel in love,
Like a man and a woman conceiving a child,
I prayed for her,
Asked to make sure she was well,
She said she cared,
I don’t believe her at all,
She kissed a girl,
I did it back,
She told me again she cared,
I told her back,
Now I’m sad,
Not wanting life,
Till she figures out,
I will be in pain,
I need a life,
Need a girl,
Need the love,
She once gave me,
Oh well.

Dani

I’m thinking I’m in foster care and it sucks. I want to go hang out with my friends and I cant do that. I need a cigarette, well I want one but I quit and I don’t want to start again, because it’s bad for you. It’s a bad habit it took me so long to quit, and my little brother doesn’t like when I smoke so it’s effecting my family life and everything.

I want to go see my brother and I can’t. He is like 26 and I haven’t seen him in like 2 years he is way cool. My other brother is in Iraq and I haven’t talked to him in like a yeah. I don’t have any idea what to write about so I am just blabbing.

This new school is weird kind of well not weird I am just not used to it yet at least I knew two people that came here so I had like at least 2 friends. Haha jess and Alex. I met jess in vantage point and Alex used to live next to me in Spanish fork. Speaking of Spanish I want to go back!!! Yeah?? If i go back I can see all my friends yeah.

Breanna

Burn in the Sun

Fish pie eat the sky in the word you can’t deny
in the soup you eat it fresh.

House and mouse go for the cat in the hat
if you see the little bat you will live.
With out your nap.
So go to bed in your head and live you live within

So if you see that little fish
you will bite your tongue on the sun.
But if you go on the run.
Your friend will see the fun in your tie.
For what you see can bee to within

so love live in your sky to the way .
You eat the pie you will never die.
On the edge of the earth and near the sun
So run from your gun or burn in the sun.

Burn in the sun

Billy

Change

Well I don’t really know what I want to write about so I will just write what comes to my mind. First off I am so sick of people doubting what I am capable of doing just because of my past. I am also sick of people telling me I have changed then they tell me that I haven’t done anything to change. people I guess just don’t pay attention to everything that I have been trying to do just to make them happy. I only think they pay attention to the bad stuff. The only person that I think does truly pay attention to the positive stuff that I do is my girlfriend. I feel like she really does care about how I am feeling because she notices when something is wrong. And when I do something she does not just focus on the bad stuff that I do she also pays attention to the positive stuff that I have done and it feels good hearing what I do that is good instead of always hearing all of the bad stuff that I have done. And I also hate how people judge me because of my past because I truly do think people can change. I am not saying that I have totally changed. But in the areas that I feel like I have nobody seems to notice the change that I have made in those areas I cant change everything all at once but I am trying.

By angelo

I believe that freedom is being able to do what you want when ever you want except for murder and rape. I believe that weed shouldn’t be against the law. Also believe that the world shouldn’t really have a president because I think that a president is like a king and that kind of stuff because he can make a law that is not needed. Although he does have to through the congress, I still believe the president should be just a normal person not a rich guy or a senator or things like that. I also believe that freedom has a price tag! Like paying a ticket when you smoke under the age or drinking and stuff like that. Also having so many laws are limiting what you can do.

TY

I am getting released in two or three weeks and I cannot wait. When I get released I am getting my truck, and my license back. I am getting involved with the w I a program, and also the social security disability. I think that it will help out a lot. I will be getting about a thousand dollars a month to help cover my medication costs. I am going to be living in Eagle Mountain, I will be graduating on May 28th I cannot wait. I had some pictures taken yesterday. They are for graduation. I am really excited to get done with school and get into collage. Collage will be tight. All of the parties and fun stuff like that.
I am going to go to U V U stating the fall semester. I want to become a case manager or something like that.


Stephen

Hate is like the color red because it sounds like crap it tastes like snot it smells real bad like death. Hate feels real bad because when you are hurt you feel pain and pain is the color red to me.
Blue is a relaxing color it sounds like the ocean waves. It tastes real fresh like a fresh baked pie. it smells like a fresh new t shirt blue feels like a soft new warm blanket. Blue is happiness like getting that new game you always wanted when you were a little kid.

By angelo

The song Stairway to Heaven always makes me want to get high of some sort. The video made me laugh because you could really tell that the guy was stoned out of his mind. The band is totally chill and it makes me happy to be able to listen to that kind of music at school because most schools don’t think it’s appropriate.

I think the music that we listen to affects out moods because angry music makes people mad and sad music makes people sad. Recently I have been listening to sad music because that’s what I thought would make me feel better. It’s getting better, but I still have some sadness here and there. When people listen to bad music sometimes they do bad stuff and there is way too much hate in the world right now. There are so many crimes that start because people think that their music is the way they should live in the world. They are wrong.

The song that we listened to is a great song. It has a lot of meaning to it.

~Dani

Anger is red,
It sounds like death on the streets,
It tastes like blood dripping from a dead body,
It smells like manure on a village farm,
Anger feels like a funeral as a child just lay’s there.


Dani

Cents we are talking about poetry and what not I’m going to say my thoughts about the subject.

I personally don’t like poetry. I guess the reason that is, is because I cant write good poems. I just don’t get how to put my feelings and thoughts into a creative format. The way I deal with my feelings are tell people what’s what and if someone tries to get big ill ether smash them or they’ll smash me.

There isn’t anything poetic about how I deal with my fellings. I would probably right poetry if I was able to sit at a table and write what I feel and do it in ten minutes and it be good.
I just don’t want to work at it and improve on poetry skills.

boyd

Anger

Anger is black,
It sounds like a thousand war cries,
It tastes bitter like an unripe berry,
It smells like a dirty marsh,
Anger feels like a fire burning in my chest.

boyd

Today is my second day at summit high, but my first day in this class. So far I like it everyone seems really nice and friendly. Well the teachers are at least. I do know a couple people that go here so that helps out. One thing I don’t like is I fill that I don’t need to come here. I’m behind on two credits so they thought it would help me out if I came here until the end of this term. I hope it does because I have a lot of problems and me having to come here is opening the door to let out everything that I struggle with. I just hope I earn my credits and move on to a regular high school.

Everyday for me is the same. I go to a program called the journey. I go and do community service until about five then I go cook dinner at the group house and then go do group until nine o clock. I usually don’t get home until about nine forty. I like it though because I’m never around my Procter parents. The only time I’m there is when I sleep and on the weekends. I haven’t been there for a weekend yet so ill have to see how that goes….


April

I cannot wait until tonight. I am going on a home visit, and it is going to be awesome. I am leaving tonight, and I will not be back until Sunday night. I am going to go kick it with some of my friends from up there, and I am going to go look at some cars maybe buy one. I want to get a small truck nothing to small but not to big maybe like a Chevrolet s10 that is lifted or a dodge Dakota, I would really enjoy something like that. I think it tight my grandparents said that they would buy me a vehicle, so that is were I am going on my home visit. I have about two to three weeks left in the system then I will be out. I can’t wait until I get released.


Stephen

Love



Love is a warm feeling deep inside
You that lets you feel relaxed, safe
And taken care of. I am sure that
Everyone has experienced love
Before. Love is life. Love is care
Love is….happiness



Kevin

HEARTBREAK



Crushing, sorrow, grief

Holding those grudges is a cold war .
It’s history so far.

It’s a war to the finish.
It’s a pain that won’t diminish.

You have to know get ready for the new.
After that I have to adieu.

Opportunity knows no borders.
It’s a heart disorder.


TY

Frustration is ORANGE
It sounds like “UGH”
Taste like DIRT
It smells like SOUR MILK
Frustration fells like your being held down and not being able to receive what you think you need


Colton

Love
A warm and tender liking
A triumph of bright light
Whem two people sit….
In complete darkness

The Van Rocks… again
Like the wind pushing the
Sea side to side
Like a warm and tender liking

Ben

Love is the color of a rainbow
It sounds like a million butterflies flying in the air.
It taste like a sweet piece of pie
It smells like roses blooming in the summer
Love feels like the world is by your side

April