Michaela Weiss
Bio
I am 14 and my sister and I wrote these stories.
Stories (15/0)
Drowning
I stood by the water admiring the little ripples in it; even if there were a bunch of kids swimming in the small pool, it still looked beautiful. The noisiness made me feel so alive. I bent down and scooped up some water, splashing it in my face. It felt so nice in the blazing heat of the Arizona sun. I smiled, thinking how this is how it should always be, the cool water on my face in the warmth of the sun. It calmed me to think of this. As I was watching the water, I felt a kick in my back and I flew head first towards the water. I screamed. I felt as though no one could hear me. I couldn't swim. I shrieked in terror as my body smacked the water and I felt a painful sore in my body. The water no longer seemed so pretty as it did before. It was filled with grief and darkness. It was no longer blue and full of shimmer and sunshine, it was black and murky. I gasped for breath. The playful sound of children, the crashes of people splashing in the water, it was all gone. I closed my eyes knowing this could be the last of me, and let all that was before sink into my soul. I woke up in the hospital with my family surrounding me. They were all so worried about me and that made me stress. I took a deep breath and thought of the water to relieve myself, but I could no longer think of it the same way. For, it had pulled me into it's miserable arms and sank me. It drowned me.
By Michaela Weiss6 years ago in Psyche
Blondie and Butterscotch
This is a story of four dogs and their current lives. First is Blondie, a Pitbull boxer mix. She was born on June 5th, 2012. She is currently 6. We adopted her from North Carolina and she arrived on the 24th of June in 2012. At that time she just turned one. The guy who brought her to us said she threw up and peed multiple times in her cage. There were many other dogs and some cats in the van, but they didn't know that they were about to go to there future homes. In the picture my mom found online, Blondie looked very strong and tough. When we let her in the house she met Butterscotch and they became best friends. After that, we brought her outside and she was so happy. If you see Blondie then she would give you kisses. Recently it was her birthday and she got a toy. The thing was that she didn't like it, but Butterscotch did. When we were at Party City, my dad thought this outfit for a baby was for a dog so he bought it. Instead of playing with a toy she played with that. She is fast and always hyper, but honestly she loves everyone. She likes to be rubbed and she is the sweetest dog of them all. If she growls at you she would still give you kisses. Pitbulls are not tough, it is the way you raise any dog.
By Michaela Weiss6 years ago in Petlife