Beta Club
A week ago,I got my report card.
I had all A`s except Science,I had a 87,
I knew that wasn`t right,so I told Mrs.Bonds.
Mrs. Bonds told Mrs.Scarlett to correct 4 peoples
report cards.Which was Jacob London,Damian Mcelroy,
Grant Jones,and I had our Science grades changed to a 100.Then,after seventh period the announcements came on.Mr.Garner told several students to come to the office,one of them was me.So,I went to the office and Mrs.Beth ,the secretary, handed me an envelope. It said;To the parents of Beth Crittendon,I gave my mom and dad the envelope. They looked in envelope,andthere was a letter.The letter saying that I was invited to be a Beta club member.You could accept it or decline it.I accepted the invitation to be a Beta Club member and I payed $15.00 to get in.I found out that Danielle Rickman and Cortnee Gammons were my Beta Masters.
I had to do everything they told me to do.

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 01.22.09 @ 10:44 pm

“Marley and Me”
Marley was just a pup, when a couple named
John and Jenny Grogan,adopted him into their family.
When he was older,Jenny had a baby named him Patrick.
Jenny had to take time off work to take care of Patrick.
marley slept with Patrick,when he was sick, or when he had a nightmares.Marley ate anything he saw,and messed everything up.Later,Jenny had two more kids,Colliene and Peter.John came home every night,and sat in his car,while the children were fighting.
Jenny motioned him to come into the house and help her with the Marley and the kids.John and Jenny Grogan didn`t have enough room in their house for 3 kids and Marley.They decided to move in a new, big house.
When the kids got home from school one day , they saw Marley lying on the floor.They called for their mom and dad,and they both came in. ” What`s wrong?” they bopth said.”It`s Marley”,Patrick said.They called the vet ,and rushed him to the hospital.The vet vlooked at him and she said they were going to to have to sleep.
They said their goodbyes, and he died ,right on the table.

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 02.01.09 @ 4:00 pm

“Him”
People tell him to be a “simple man”,
But all he is,is complicated.
His heart is in the wrong place.
Put your ear to his chest,
You won’t hear a single beat.
When he crys,
It’s from his self-doubt.
He knows he’s cold,
But he listen to the words
That people say when they tell him,
“Have a heart.”.
These are the words of a helping hand,
But these words are incomprehensible to him;
He doesn’t understand.
When he looks in the mirror,
He sees the monster he has become,
But all he does is run away from the truth
That he really is horrible.
He makes “her” cry,
But all he does is tremble from the anger
From his own self.
He was meant to be a failure
The day he left the womb.
He thinks he’s all alone,
But there’s so many like him.
He trys to grab ahold of that helping hand,
But all he does is lose grip.
He’s a failure in his own unigue way.
If this is true,
Why do I love him so?

Comment by    Katie Barton 02.03.09 @ 8:22 pm

My love,
When I look back
At all the memories we’ve shared,
I charish those moments.
Don’t leave me.
My love,
You take care of me,
And you stay up at night
Just to hear my voice.
You listen to my silly little theorys
That make no sense,
But for some reason
You still edknowledge them.
You catch my tears
Before they fall,
And wash away the fears
That make me tremble
Hearing you say,
“It’s going to be okay”,
Molds me
Into a ball of security.
Please,
Don’t leave me.
My love,
Take my hand
And never let go.
You’re my other half.
The half that makes me whole.
My heart is in your hand.
Be fragile with it.
Don’t break it
Even if you leave,
Don’t break my heart.
The pieces of it are whithering
Into the open air.
My heart trys to beat,
But the rythm is gone
Without you by my side.
My love,
You can’t leave me.
Don’t go.

Comment by    Katie Barton 02.03.09 @ 8:38 pm

Beth,
I loved your pieces!! Wonderful(:
-Kathryn

Comment by    Kathryn C. 02.10.09 @ 11:34 am

Suddenly

Cheerleading.
Yes, it’s a sport;
the only of them
that I play.

Tried out in fifth grade,
practiced long and
hard.
Whoa.
What a rush.
Suddenly, I’m
a DJHS cheerleader.

Sixth grade, it’s now
long gone.
Whoa.
Deja vu.
Another rush.
And suddenly,
I’ma a second-year
cheerleader.

To me,it’s so much more
than a sport.
To me, it’s a passion.

Comment by    Sarah-Catherine Thornton 02.10.09 @ 11:36 am

Bethany

I guess she’s thinking;
I can’t really tell.
Thinking of an idea,
one to put on her paper.
Her eyes
shift up at me.
She looks around.
The paper empty
before her.
She glances
back to see
what Kathryn has written.

She can’t seem to
focus on one
particular thing.
She picks at her
fingernails.
Looks up
when Alyssa
passes.
Still nothing,
not one thing,
is forever engraved
upon that paper.

Aha! Finally!
She writes one thing down.

Comment by    Sarah-Catherine Thornton 02.10.09 @ 11:46 am

Sarah Catherine

Sarah Catherine is multitasking;
typing and looking through her folder.
Her folder is really packed full of paper
(or I atleast I think so).
I wonder what the folder is for,
lets look at the clues.
For one, she is typing on the computer,
and two sheis looking at a story.
Wha La!
She is publishing something.
The mystery is solved….

Comment by    Cortnee 02.10.09 @ 11:46 am

On The Court
Day in and day out.
Came with energy and
now wore out.Wrestle
on the court for the
unique ball that
everyone wants.In
my hands at last,
I take control and
put the ball in it’s
hoop.My job is done,
so I leave it all on
the court.My blood,sweat,
effort,and mistakes.Left
all behind on the court.
Until,I step on the court
again.

Comment by    Houston 02.10.09 @ 3:51 pm

Ice-cream

You are like a cloud,
Sweet,delicious,and frozen,
You make me happy.

Comment by    Jacob 02.10.09 @ 9:35 pm

Ode to Pancakes

Oh,pancakes you spin my tastebuds in circles around your sides. I savour the syrup flavor in my mouth.
Your butter balences out your perfect and delicious taste.

Comment by    Jacob 02.10.09 @ 9:40 pm

To Jacob:

Funny haikus! LOL LOL

Comment by    legoman11 02.11.09 @ 7:22 pm