part 2 of 3 Writing 101 assingment

Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more. Today’s twist: Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.

If you have not read part 1 go on over give it a read then come on back to see what happend next

I got to a place that was in the mountains and it was very pretty, but I was not happy to be there at all, I refused to cooperate. My parents checked me in and about 3 hours after they did they told me they had to go. I felt sad and abandoned once again I screamed, I cried and I tried to run after them as they pulled away. Some staff chased me down and tackled me to the ground. I fought and fought as hard as I could, in my mind I thought “I will fight you off you can’t keep me here”. While tears ran down my cheeks I continued to fight, and they ended up calling a “Code Green”. Where all available staff come to help out. Well they ended up giving me a shot. I had found out later it was a mix of Haldol and Thorazine.  I started to feel that weird sensation come over me as I had with the  Schnapps and again the pain, anger and sadness, seemed to have melted away. While I was there I had figured out very quickly that if I acted out and got into fight they gave me a pill or a shot to calm me down.  I loved that calm feeling. So I was causing a lot of trouble because I did not want to feel.

Fast forwarding to age 15 yet again I was at a different place this time in Texas. I was still doing the same behaviors as I always had. At this point the Drs had me on all kinds of medications that made me tired all the time. I was super behind in school because I couldn’t stay awake in class. I was still starting fights and getting into trouble, so that I could get the magic pills that took all the pain away. Little did I know and the Drs failed to realize that I had become addicted to them. At 16 I was in a place I didn’t want to be addicted to pills and being mistreated by staff.

Well I had a friend in there she was always in trouble, and getting into take downs with the staff a lot. Then the worst had happened the councilors had called us all into the class room. There were 4 of them plus 2 therapists and we could tell they were going to tell us we were in trouble or  something had happened. Well the news they gave us was that my friend had died during a restraint with staff. They said her heart gave out and she stopped breathing. I started sobbing uncontrollably and instantly didn’t want to feel the sadness that I was feeling so I got up and I tried to run. I got half way across a huge field before a staff member grabbed my arm and he seemed to feel bad for how I was feeling this time. We had grown to like most of the staff and I was pretty close with this one. I just hugged him instead of fighting as I normally had done.

A day or so later the other girls and I wanted to do a memorial service, We put one together. Had written poems, speeches that spoke about what we loved about our friend, we planted a tree for her and we played Britney Spears Where Are You Now which I still sometimes listen to and think about her almost 13 years later. I remember the other girls and I would talk about what we had thought really happened which I am not going to say,  due to it just being speculation. I can remember thinking why would my parents leave me here after she had died. So I had made it my goal to get kicked out like I had done in the past.

Thank you for reading part 2 of my 3 part series. If you would like to read part 3 you can Subscribe to my blog Like Mommymakeandmore on Facebook or follow me on twitter to know when I post.

I hope you are having a WONDERFUL day.

 

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Day 6 Writing 101 Assignment

I am trying to catch up on my assignments I am a bit behind but here’s assignment 6. Who’s the most interesting person (or people) you’ve met this year?

Our stories are inevitably linked to the people around us. We are social creatures: from the family members and friends who’ve known us since childhood, to the coworkers, service providers, and strangers who populate our world (and, at times, leave an unexpected mark on us).

Today, write a post focusing on one — or more — of the people that have recently entered your life, and tell us how your narratives intersected. It can be your new partner, your newborn child, or the friendly barista whose real story you’d love to learn (or imagine), or any other person you’ve met for the first time in the past year.

Today’s twist: Turn your post into a character study.

I walked up to the front door and and rang the doorbell as I did I felt a little panic come over me. Was I in the right place? I wasn’t quite sure, but I had managed to track down Gina. The recipient of the the note I had found in the park. I was a Owner of a bakery called Kellys Cakes. I had been out for my morning jog. On a cool Spring morning before going into work. As I was jogging down the dirt path I was had came to a bench. Under the bench near a small patch of green grass was a piece of lined paper that had been folded in half.
I walked over picked up the paper and unfolded it. It was a hand witten note. The writting was a bit sloppy I could tell it had been written very quickly.

It read:

Gina,
I found your grandmothers wedding ring by the phone before I got on the plane the address to the hotel is 187 willow bird road. I know with all that’s going on you may forget the address so put this in your wallet so you know the right place

Love,
Jim
P.S. I can’t wait till the wedding in Paris.

Since I owned a bakery I had delivered wedding cakes to hotels in the area before. I knew I had seen that address but I wasn’t sure of the name of the hotel. When I had arrived at work I went into my office and shut the door behind me. I opened the desk drawer pulled out a file and opened it in the file was the names and addresses of the hotels I had delivered cakes to. I looked down the list for 187  Willow Bird Road.

The Manager Cassandra and I had become good friends. I picked up the phone and spoke with Cassandra. I asked her if there had been a guest by the name of Gina or Jim that had stayed on September 21st. I explained to her about the note. Cassandra said yes there had been and the ring was still in the safe.  Gina only lived in 2 towns over about an hour from the bakery. I told Cassandra that I really wanted to be the one to return the ring.

So there I was finally going to meet the women who had forgotten the ring at the hotel. the front door was red and had frosted window panes that had little flowers on them. The yard was very pretty a white picket fence that stood about 4 feet high with rose bushes that stood behind them. That were slight sticking through the front of the fence.

I could a blurred image approaching the door. It looked like a women by the delicate way she walked. She had brown shoulder length hair I wondered if the women was Gina. The door opened The women was about 5’3 and was wearing Blue jean shorts a teal V neck tank top with white lace trim at the bottom her eyes were a very soft brown and she had a beautiful golen tan. In a very soft sweet voice the women said “May I help you ”  and I responded “Yes my name is Kelly and I was given this address by Willow Bird Hotel” I explained who I was and how I had founds Jims note. she squealed with joy  “Yes my name is Gina”  and said in a very excited high pitched voice said “Come in, come in, I really thought I’d never see my ring again”.

I stepped into the house into a wide hallway the walls were a soft blue with White molding at the top of the walls. On the wall was a picture of Gina and a man I assumed to be Jim. Below the picture was a small White round table that had keys some envelopes and  a vase of flowers. as I walked beside Gina down the hallway she turned to me and said “Jim is in the kitchen eating lunch, ya wanna join us” I hadn’t eating anything since the coffee and breakfast wrap that morning so I said “Yes that would be great”.  As we walked into the kitchen I seen a the back of man sitting in a tan colored chair at a wooden table. The man had a tablet in his hand a looked to be reading something.  Without turning he asked in a very deep voice “Gina my love who was at the door” I looked at her and smiled. She said in and excited voice “Jim this is Kelly and she has returned the ring”. Jim brisky Stood up from his chair and turned to face us. He looked to be about 5’9 had short black hair  was wearing a Blue cargo shorts and a red t-shirt with Black letters that said Keep Calm The Walking Deads Only on a break and I knew from that point Gina Jim and I would become great friends.

Writing 101 Day 5 Assignment

You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.

Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible

I came across a letter on a path and it said

Gina,

I found your grandmothers wedding ring by the phone before I got on the plane

the address to the hotel is 187 willow bird road. I know with all that’s going on

you may forget the address so put this in your wallet so you know the right place

 

Love,

Jim

P.S.  I can’t wait till the wedding in Paris

I wished I could get this letter to Gina did she get her ring back? What all was going on?

 

Writing assignment #3

So for todays assignment I am supposed to  Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?

Today, try free writing. To begin, empty your mind onto the page. Don’t censor yourself; don’t think. Just let go. Let the emotions or memories connected to your three songs carry you.

Today’s twist: You’ll commit to a writing practice. The frequency and the amount of time you choose to spend today — and moving forward — are up to you, but we recommend a minimum of fifteen uninterrupted minutes per day.

Keep your hand moving. (Don’t pause to reread the line you’ve just written. That’s stalling and trying to get control of what you’re saying.)

Don’t cross out. (That is editing as you write. Even if you write something you didn’t mean to write, leave it.)

Don’t worry about spelling, punctuation, grammar. (Don’t even care about staying within the margins and lines on the page.)

Lose control.

Don’t think. Don’t get logical.Go for the jugular. (If something comes up in your writing that is scary or naked, dive right into it. It probably has lots of energy

The first song that I have always loved and kinda powered me through hard times is Michel Jacksons Man in the mirror  and the reason is, I went through a lot of  issues with drugs among other things as a teenager and I felt like at some points I was practically begging myself to change what I was doing to myself as well as those around me but I just couldn’t (or didn’t think so at the time) and I would listen to this song to try to inspire myself and I feel like some days it would work but I don’t really know for sure. It took till I was 20 ( I’m 29 now) but I was finally able to change my behavior and get clean and sober and let me say it was not easy but I feel so proud of myself now for getting and staying clean and now quitting smoking cigarettes. There still are times that I miss the taste of alcohol but I know if I have that one drink it will lead to another and in a 2 second bad choice there goes 9+ years of sobriety down the drain and possibly other bad things would happen.

The next song that had driven me was Brandy, Have You Ever and that one was because I had met my husband at the first N.A. meeting I ever went to when I was 18 and I know it sound cliché but it was love at first sight, the problem (for me anyway) was that he had a girlfriend. I would sit in my room and listen to that song and cry and wish he would be mine and my heart would hurt for him so bad. So I became friends with him we hung out he was respectful and would never have cheated on his girlfriend and that is now how I know I can trust him so much now but anyway they ended up splitting and since him and I were hanging out so much I swooped him up and 10+ years later we are still together. He had really helped me get clean because I knew if I wanted to be with him I had to be I understand now that I have to be clean for myself, he now has coming up on 12 years clean

and my third song is Perfect By Pink and the reason for that is my baby girl because I see so many weight loss commercials on TV and so many women say how ugly or fat they are and I don’t want my daughthter thinking or feeling she is those things and while I don’t want to be telling her she is perfect all the time because she is a little to young to unstained fully what I really mean when I say it instead I tell her she is beautiful every single day because I hope it will truly sink in and she wont let anybody ever get to her by telling her she is ugly or dumb and I don’t want her to grow up like I did always feeling less then everyone else. I now don’t let things like that get to me it just rolls off for the most part and I have way better self esteem then I did years ago.

Well thank you to you all for reading my writing assignment and I hope you have a WONDERFUL evening/day.

My day 2 writing asignment.

So here we are again today ready to write another Writing 101 assignment and for todays assignment

“Today, choose a place to which you’d like to be transported if you could — and tell us the backstory. How does this specific location affect you? Is it somewhere you’ve been, luring you with the power of nostalgia, or a place you’re aching to explore for the first time?

Today’s twist: organize your post around the description of a setting.

Giving your readers a clear sense of the space where your story unfolds will help them plunge deeper into your writing. Whether it’s a room, a house, a town, or something entirely different (a cave? a spaceship?), provide concrete details to set this place apart — and to create a more immersive reading experience.” Copied from The Daily Post

So Where would I be transported, well one of my favorite places I have ever been to, only once actually is the Butterfly exhibit at the San Diego Safari Park and the reason is, because it is just so pretty I love butterflies and its so peaceful. With flowers of all types of colors, gigantic leaves above your head, the crunch of a few dead ones beneath your feet and the smell is a little musty but the fragrance of the flowers are stronger. Even though there are a lot of people there everyone is quite. I think it would be so amazing to sit in there alone and read a good book and watch the butterflies and enjoy the peace.

It was best friend, her daughter and I who had gone. We had such a great time. Took a billion pictures, stayed for about 45 minutes and really had a hard time actually leaving, when it came time to but we left and I will always remember that day that I had so much fun.

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My First writing 101 assignment (yeah its pretty bad)

ok so I signed up for a writing 101 class here on word press to help me with my writing as well as my grammer so for the next 20 days (I hope I can stick with it) I will  be posting my assignments in the attept to get in the habit of blogging everyday as well as honing my grammer and writing skills so this post write now is the first assignment and here is the description of the assignment below

To get started, let’s loosen up. Let’s unlock the mind. Today, take twenty minutes to free write. And don’t think about what you’ll write. Just write.

Keep typing (or scribbling, if you prefer to handwrite for this exercise) until your twenty minutes are up. It doesn’t matter if what you write is incomplete, or nonsense, or not worthy of the “Publish” button.

And for your first twist? Publish this stream-of-consciousness post on your blog.

With this there is some apprehension and I’ll tell you the reason is because I know my grammar and spelling is so bad and I have not been super willing to accept it fully but here I go My name is Iris and I have bad grammar there I admitted it and it is kind of funny really that I have not wanted to admit it really, because every time I comment on a posting online it is there it shows but I am in denile and guess what denile is not a river ha ha ha I have been quite proud of myself lately and pushing through the fear of putting myself out there because I didn’t use to post on Facebook group a whole lot because I was afraid people would judge me but I joined groups and read comments for awhile until one day I posted a little  comment and no one said anything bad to me and everything turned out ok so I started posting more and more and I was having fun but now I want to have this blog and I want you all to be able to read what I am writing without any trouble and so I am working on the grammer. writing for 20 min without anything to review or any topic is hard so thiss whole thing is going to be really bad I already know that now. At least I am doing it though there was a time in my life I would have been to afraid to do this but after I while I grew up and let go of some of the fears I had. I am getting a little stuck at this point I am really not sure what to say any more, so this year my 4 year old started preschool and she is having a great time but its only 2 hours a day so it is not really enough time for me to go back to school. I am going to be going back to finish getting my High school diploma and yes people have aready suggested to me to get my GED but it would take me just as much time to get my GED as my full diploma and I really want to walk across that stage which we get to at the school I am going to.

ok so my 20 min are up so thank you for reading my assignment if you still are. Sorry about the run ons

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I am a Stay at home mom of 2 My son is 6 and my daughter is 4 and I have been with the love of my life for 10 years now.

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