Last Day 12/5/14

The last day has finally arrived. The last day of my high school career is today. Walking down the hallways of Rageville High School for the last time will be a breath of fresh air.
I got up this morning like I usually do every day. I look out of my window to see if my best friend's,Mayah, light is on. Oddly it was not. I turned over in my bed and reached for my phone.

"Let me call her and see if she overslept," I said to my self.

The phone rang.

"Hello," she answered.
"Hey girl, are you up," I asked.
"Yeah, I already left the house," she said."I had to go make a couple of errands this morning before school. I'll see you when I get to school."
"Normally we do errands together but okay., I will see you then," I said.

I hang up the phone and look at the time on the clock.

"What errands do you have to run at 7:30 in the morning," I asked my self.

I got dressed and ready for my last day of high school.

"Alright mom, I am gone," I yelled out to her from the kitchen.
"Alright sweetie, have a great last day," she responded.

I left the house and began my voyage to school.

When I approached the senior parking lot, I did not see Mayah's car.

Where could she possibly be," I asked my self.

Trying to get ready to enter the school building, I hear my name on the intercom.

"Excuse me, Amber Robertson can you please report to the office as soon as the first period bell rings, Amber Roberston can you please report to the office as soon as the first period bell rings," the secretary said on the loud speaker.

'What am I getting called up to the office for," I said.

The bell rang.

Walking towards the office, I was trying to figure out what I have done for me to be in trouble.
Normally at Rageville High School, if you are called to the office then you did something really bad or you are sick. I definitely not sick so I must be in trouble.

Tears started rolling down my eyes as I was getting closer to the main office door.

"Really Amber," I said to myself. "On the last day of your High school life, you decide to get in trouble and be called to the front office. Way to go. Ending your high school career with a right up. What a great day."

I opened the door and saw Mayah standing beside the secretary with balloons and a cake in her hand.

"What is going on Mayah," I asked.
"You have always been my best friend throughout middle and high school," she said. "Today is our last day we would be walking down the hall and sitting in class together. "I just want to make it memorable for the both of us."

I ran towards her and gave her a big hug.

"Trust me, today will be memorable," I said.

We both walked to together to first period like we do everyday, me thinking to myself this day will be great after all.

Fired.... 11/21/14

Eric had been a faithful worker at the "Jones & James Corporation" for the past 8 years. Him and his wife have been around the company since his father, Aaron Rogers, worked there.

There has been new technology coming into the industry that he has worked in. One morning. he walked into the office and saw tall metal machines standing in the main office. He walked around the corner to see what was going on. As he approached the front desk. one of the metal machines turned and looked at him. Startled, Eric quickly back up from the desk.

"What is this," Eric asked the secretary.
"Oh, these things," the secretary replied. "They are robots. These machines will be programmed to do everything around the office. Unfortunately, we have to cut some people around because of our budget. These machines will help us save money because we don't have to pay them every two weeks.

Eric looked puzzeled.

"When are we going to find out if we are laid off or not," Eric asked.
 "There is a list on the boss' door," the secretary said. "I haven't went back there yet but, a lot of people are really upset."

Eric left the desk and started to walk toward the office door, the boss' office. Scared, sweat started to drip down his face as he inched closer to the door. There was a crowd standing in front of the sheet of paper, so he couldn't see it.
"Excuse me, excuse me," Eric said squeezing is way through the crowd.

There it was, the list. Eric took a deep breath and started to look down the list. There it was. The last name on the list was Eric's name. He stood there staring at the paper for a minute.

"I can't-," Eric stuttered.

Eric couldn't believe he was fired from the job that he has been loyal to for the longest. He looked into the boss' office to see if he was in there. He was no where to be found.

Eric walked into his office to collect his things. When he walked in and turned the light on, they were already packed and ready for him to take them.

"Wow, so they really didn't care," Eric said.

He grabbed his things and rushed out of the building.

"How am I going to tell my wife," Eric said to himself while sitting in his car.

Driving home, Eric had a lot of thoughts going through his head.
"How is she going to react, what is she going to say, how am I going to tell her," he was saying to himself.

He approached the driveway of his house and his wife was outside watering the plants in the front yard.

She walked up to the car.

"Hey honey, you are home mighty early," she said.
"Yeah, I know," Eric replied. "They told me to go home and rest up for a big day tomorrow."
"Oh okay," she said.
"I am going to go in the house and take me a nap," Eric said while walking away from her.
He reachged the bed room and through all of his stuff in the closet, sat on the bed, and stared into space.
"How could they do that to me," he said to himself. "I am the most loyal person they have ever had and they just, let me go. What am I going to do."

Eric laid down and rested until dinner time. His wife walked into the room and woke him up.

"Hey, wake up," she said. "I need to talk to you."
Eric sat up in the bed.
"What is going on," he said.
"Your office called and wanted to check up on you top see if you were okay after the news," she said. "What news did you get?"

Eric started to sweat bullets.

"Um, um, I have something to tell you," he said.
"WHat is going on Eric," she said.
"They did not send me home to rest, they actually fired me today," Eric said.
"Fired, what do you mean," She replied.
"I am no longer working there," he explained.

They both sat there in an awkward silence for a couple minutes until she hugged him.
"It is going to be okay," she said. "We will get through this together, I promise.

Eric thopught that she was not going to accept it biut she did.

"Thank you," Eric replied.
"Through thick and thin, I'll be there," she said.

My Home, Different Style

Kayla just got off from a long day at work. All she wanted to do is to go ho, lay on he comfortable couch, fix a good dinner, and watch television on her flat screen T.V.

She approached her house and it is pitch black.

"I thought I left my lights on," she told herself.

Kayla walked up to her house. She unlocked the door and turned the lights on.

"This is weird," she said. "Why is my living room lamp off."

She walked in the living room, turn on the light and saw everything gone. Everything in her living room was gone and replaced.
Her flat screen was replaced with a old school TV with antennas. Her couch was replaced with a wooden bench. Her refrigerator was raided and replaced with rocks and cups full of mud. Her walls were painted white and had crayon markings all over them.

Panicking, Kayla called the police crying.

"911 emergency," the police answered.
"Hi, my nam is Kayla," she said. "My house has been broken into. They stole everything out of my living room and replaced them with other things. I don't know what to do because I have know clue who would do this."
"Where do you live," the police said.
"1864 Glover street," Kayla responded.
"Police have been dispatched," the police said.
"Thank you," she replied.

Kayla hung up the phone and she began to cry. Crocodile tears were rolling down her face when the policemen and woman came to her front steps.

"Sorry about the break in," the police woman said. "We are going to go around see if we can get any fingerprints from where they removed your belongings."
"Okay, great," Kayla replied.

The police were working, searching the house for prints while Kayla sat on the cold wooden bench they put in her house.

The police woman sat beside her.

"What is your name," the police woman asked.
"Kayla," she answered. "Kayla Cattely."

The police woman looked up at her coworkers and smiled.

"Kayla, this was done on purpose," the police woman said. 

She was stunned.
"What do you mean," Kayla asked.
"You know that show "Mess it up,Fix it up"," the policewoman asked.
"Yeah, Kayla replied.
"Well you were chosen," the policewoman said. "They messed up your house to fix it up."

Kayla wiped her face and laughed. People came barging through her front door.

"Hello, Kayla," they said. "Welcome to "Mess it up, Fix it up"."

Cameras and video camera's were everywhere.

"We have some special people here with us also," they said.

Turning around, she sees her mom, dad, and her sister standing behind the camera.

She smiled. "Y'all knew about this the whole time?"

"Yes we did," her parents replied.

Kayla stood there stunned about everything that happened.

"I thought my house was broken into," she said."Just to find out that I'm getting a renovation. Thank you."

She gave them a big hug with the hugest  smile on her face.

My pants are missing 11/14/14

Jacob woke up in the morning excited to start a new day. He got up out of his bed to go to the bathroom when he went past his chair and saw something. Something was missing.

"My favorite pants are gone," he said to himself.

He searched high and low for those black jeans. They had a whole in the left knee and ragged edges on the bottom. You could tell he wore them everyday because of its dingy material. Jacob ran down the stairs to his mother.

"Mom, mom," he said franticallly.

"Yes, what's wrog," she asked.

"My pants, they are gone," he said. "Did you have them? I can not find them anywhere. I looked all over my room and they are not there. You know I can not leave this house without those pants on."

"Take a deep breath son," his mom said while patting him on the back. "We will find them. I personally did not do anything with them. Yesterday, I sat them on the left side of your bed so you could hang them up when you get home."

"Well they were not there when I got home mom," Jacob said.

Fustrated, Jacob stormed out of the house and went to the dumpster to see if his pants were in there. As he walked towards the dumpster, he saw an old lady in her yard getting set up foir a yard sale. Not paying close attention, Jacob walked past her and went to the dumpster. He started to throw things out of the dumpster, but his pants weren't in there. He turned around to go back into the house when he spotted something familiar in his neighbors yard. He looked closer and there they were, his favorite pair of jeans.

Jacob ran over to the old ladies yard.

"Excuse me ma'am," Jacob said politely.

"Yes little boy, what do you need," she said. "Don't you see me getting ready for something."

"I am sorry to interrupt you but those jeans in your hand are mine," he said. "I will like them back."

"These can not be your jeans," the old woman said. "I found these outside on the street by that car over there.

She pointed to Jocob's fathers car.

"Yeah, that is my dads car," Jacob said. "I do not know why they were out there but they are actually mine so can I have them."

"No you can not," the old woman said forcefully. "You are just going to have to buy them from me before anyone else does."

"Buy them from you, why," Jacob asked.

"I am having a yard sale and I am selling these jeans," the old woman said.

Upset, Jacob left her house and went to his mother.

"Mom, I found them," he said.

"Really, great," his mother said.

"There is only one problem," Jacob informed. "The old lady across the street found them and now is going to sale them at her yard sale today. In order for me to get them back I have to buy them from her."

"Do those pants mean that much to you," his mother asked.

"They are my favorite pair," he replied.

"Don't you think its time to find a different pair of pants," his mother asked.

"Maybe, I will think about it," Jacob said.

Jacob went up into his room to see if he really wanted to buy those jeans back from the old lady across the street.

"I think its time to find a different pair of jeans," Jacob said.

He went downstairs and out the door to the old woman's house across the street.

"You can have those jeans, I do not want them anymore," Jacob said.

"Are you sure," the old woman said. "They are only $20.00."

"Many menories with those jeans but it is not worth it anymore," Jacob said.