9:30 

I woke up with a smile on my face. The sun was shining in through my windows, that made me happy. It has been very rainy the past couple of days, so seeing the sun brought joy to my soul. I am not going to be doing much today. I think I will eat breakfast, get ready for the day, and then maybe start working on a new song or two. I got out of bed and I went to the kitchen. There, I grab my favorite cereal, Captain Crunch. I pour my cereal and milk in a bowl and I sit down. While I eat, I scroll through my social media feeds to see what is happening. There isn’t anything super special going on today on my feed, I like a few of my friends posts as I finish off my cereal. I rinse my bowl and put it in the dishwasher. I leave the kitchen and I go back to my room to start getting ready for today. I brushed my teeth and then I washed my face. I head to my closet to figure out what I want to wear today. I go with a blue shirt and some very cool pants that I thrifted while I was on tour. I pair them with my favorite shoes that I own, my red and blue golf le fleurs. Tyler the Creator made these shoes, I absolutely love his fashion line and I am so inspired by all of his music that he writes and produces. I hope that one day I will be able to collaborate with, or someone like Frank Ocean, Rex Orange County, or Daniel Caesar. They all inspire my music so much, they are the best influences. I comb my hair after I get dressed, and then I am ready to go. I head to my studio. The plan for today is to try and get an idea of a song, and maybe start writing it down with music. I have als0 really been thinking about trying to make a song completely by myself. I would love to have the opportunity to play my own drums, my own guitar, and to sing my own lyrics. I would also like to edit the song by myself, but I don’t know if that will happen because I am not very good at working with the tech stuff. 

11:45 

I have been working on my song for about an hour now, and I really like where it is going. I decided to write a song about my family. I am so grateful for them and they are my best supporters. I don’t think I will end up actually recording and publishing this song, but once it is finished, I will show my family. This song is basically my way of saying thank you to them for everything they have done. I hope they like it. I go to grab a snack from the pantry because I have really worked up an appetite while working on this song. I grabbed the first thing I saw, a croissant, and I grabbed some nutella to dip it in. I know you might be skeptical about this pairing, but just give it a shot. It is so good, definitely one of my favorite snacks. I went back to the studio with a fresh pair of eyes and I continue to work on my song. 

1:30

I am mostly done with the song now. I will add some finishing touches tomorrow, but I am too exhausted to finish today. I texted a couple of friends to see if anyone wants to meet up for a late lunch. 2 of my friends said they can go, and we all drive separately and meet up at a fast food restaurant. We order our food and we sit down. We chatted about how our days were going and what our plans are for the rest of the week. They tell me that one of them is going to visit their grandma this Saturday and the other says that he is going to go to an amusement park on Friday. We finish eating and we say our goodbyes. I drove back home to take a nap because I went to bed late last night, so I have been very tired all day.

4:47

I just woke up from my nap and I feel very refreshed. I check my phone and see that one of my friends said that she was throwing a party later tonight. I decided to go because I didn’t have any other plans tonight. She mentioned that the theme for the party was 80s. I search through my closet for the best outfit I can find. I end up picking out some thrifted jeans, a bright yellow shirt and a jean jacket. I grabbed some black high top converse and I set the whole outfit on my bed. I shower and I start to get ready to go.

7:15

I just left my house to go to the party. I am very excited because many of my other friends mentioned that they were going to the party as well. I had my outfit on and I was feeling very “retro”. I arrived at the party and I was very excited. I got out of the car and was greeted by my friends. I am excited to have a good time. I expect to have a big smile on my face throughout the night.

I think this is my best blog

I saw you from across the bar. You had the brightest blue eyes, and your silky golden hair was pushed behind one of your ears. You were a sight for sore eyes. With that being said, there was no way you would ever talk to me. You are a shining star, brighter than anyone in this place, and I am a ball of dust in this whole galaxy. Unfortunately, I needed to be with you, and the only way that was going to happen was without you knowing. Fortunately, I came prepared tonight because I felt it in my bones that I would see someone like you tonight. You aren’t the first one, and you probably won’t be the last. The police think they are going to catch me, but I know better than to make a mistake that will lead me to being put away. My life would be terrible if I went to prison, that would mean I wouldn’t see pretty girls like you anymore and that just won’t do. I finally get the courage and I walk up over to where you are sitting and I create a distraction. I get over to you and do the easiest thing possible, I knock off one of the glasses on your table to the floor. And just as I thought, your kind soul leans over to help clean up the mess that wasn’t even yours. While you are grabbing the broken pieces of glass, I look around to see who is watching and when I notice the coast is clear, I put a few drops of my very special liquid into your glass of wine. How elegant of you, drinking wine at a bar, you really are perfect. As you sit back up in your chair, I notice that you are even more stunning than I thought. I feel as though I could fall right into the oceans that are your eyes. “Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I knew that glass was too close to the end of the table, I meant to move it earlier,” you say in between sips of your red wine. Of course you would say that. It was my fault, I even did it on purpose but you take the blame. “I will help you clean it up since I knocked it over,” I finally say. “We should take the broken glass to the back so no one steps on it.” I continue. “You are absolutely right, here are a couple of napkins that we can use.” That is all the talking we do. I lead you to the back of the bar so we can “clean up the glass.” Oh how I wish you would be more conscious about your safety. I notice that when we finally find a trash can around the back of the building, you are getting a bit unsteady and are having trouble standing up straight. “Wow, I must have had more to drink than I thought I did,” you declare. And with one swift motion, you fell to the floor, but I was ready and I caught you in my arms. We are going to have the best time, I just know it. I place you in the trunk of my car, and for safety, I tie your hands and feet together with a rope. I drive off knowing that after today, you will never be seen again.

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 I saw you from across the bar. You had the brightest blue eyes, and your silky golden hair was pushed behind one of your ears. You were a sight for sore eyes. With that being said, there was no way you would ever talk to me. You are a shining star, brighter than anyone in this place, and I am a ball of dust in this whole galaxy. Unfortunately, I needed to be with you, and the only way that was going to happen was without you knowing. Fortunately, I came prepared tonight because I felt it in my bones that I would see someone like you. You aren’t the first one, and you probably won’t be the last. I have these urges that I have to satisfy, and this is the only way to do that. The police think they are going to catch me, but I know better than to make a mistake that will lead me to being put away. My life would be terrible if I went to prison, that would mean I wouldn’t see pretty girls like you anymore and that just won’t do. I finally get the courage and I walk up over to where you are sitting and I create a distraction. I get over to you and do the easiest thing possible, I knock off one of the glasses on your table to the floor. And just as I thought, your kind soul leans over to help clean up the mess that wasn’t even yours. While you are grabbing the broken pieces of glass, I look around to see who is watching and when I notice the coast is clear, I put a few drops of my very special liquid into your glass of wine. How elegant of you, drinking wine at a bar, you really are perfect. Too bad your perfect life will have to end so soon, but, I am doing this for you. The world we live in is so terrible, especially with people like me running around. I am doing you a favor by taking you out of this world, you will soon see.As you sit back up in your chair, I notice that you are even more stunning than I thought. I feel as though I could fall right into the oceans that are your eyes. “Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I knew that glass was too close to the end of the table, I meant to move it earlier,” you say in between sips of your red wine. Of course you would say that. It was my fault, I even did it on purpose but you take the blame. “I will help you clean it up since I knocked it over,” I finally say. “We should take the broken glass to the back so no one steps on it.” I continue. “You are absolutely right, here are a couple of napkins that we can use.” That is all the talking we do. I lead you to the back of the bar so we can “clean up the glass.” Oh how I wish you would be more conscious about your safety. If only you had realized that I had spiked your drink, then you would be able to live a long life like you were supposed too. I notice that when we finally find a trash can around the back of the building, you are getting a bit unsteady and are having trouble standing up straight. “Wow, I must have had more to drink than I thought I did,” you declare. And with one swift motion, you fell to the floor, but I was ready and I caught you in my arms. We are going to have the best time, I just know it. I carefully place you in the trunk of my car, and for my safety, I tie your hands and feet together with a rope. I know that you won’t struggle very much because you will want to make me happy with the hope that I will release you. You will quickly learn that I can’t let you go. I drove off to my tiny cabin in the woods. Deep down, I knew that you would never be seen again. I hope you did everything you wanted to with your life, because it will soon be over.

Younger

You and I used to walk the streets at night

Our parents didn’t know, kept the TV going

And left on all the bedroom lights

And no, I haven’t seen you since we lost all our innocence

You left me in the dark while you drink in the park

We’ll never be the same again

You and me were so, so close

And maybe that’s what hurts the most

It’s out of my hands, I’ve done what I can

So I just save my breath

Deep in my heart, I know that it’s over

Deleted your number so I can’t call you

Call you my brother, the way that we used to

When we were younger, younger

I saw you just the other night

I didn’t even recognize you

Find it kind of strange, I guess that people change

But I didn’t expect you to

I admire Ruel’s song called Younger. I like how he is specifically talking to someone in this song and he uses words such as “you and I”, “our”, and “we’ll”. I also like how he uses specific details as to what has happened and experiences he has personally been through. He also makes the details relatable for his listeners. 

Writing using the 3 things he does well, but writing in my style from last 9 weeks

 I saw you from across the bar. You had the brightest blue eyes, and your silky golden hair was pushed behind one of your ears. You were a sight for sore eyes. With that being said, there was no way you would ever talk to me. You are a shining star, brighter than anyone in this place, and I, I am a ball of dust in this whole galaxy. Unfortunately, I needed to be with you, and the only way that was going to happen was without you knowing. Fortunately, I came prepared tonight because I felt it in my bones that I would see someone like you tonight. You aren’t the first one, and you probably won’t be the last. The police think they are going to catch me, but I know better than to make a mistake that will lead me to being put away. My life would be terrible if I went to prison, that would mean I wouldn’t see pretty girls like you anymore and that just won’t do. I finally get the courage and I walk up over to where you are sitting and I create a distraction. I get over to you and do the easiest thing possible, I knock off one of the glasses on your table to the floor. And just as I thought, your kind soul leans over to help clean up the mess that wasn’t even yours. While you are grabbing the broken pieces of glass, I look around to see who is watching and when I notice the coast is clear, I put a few drops of my very special liquid into your glass of wine. How elegant of you, drinking wine at a bar, you really are perfect. As you sit back up in your chair, I notice that you are even more stunning than I thought. I feel as though I could fall right into the oceans that are your eyes. “Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I knew that glass was too close to the end of the table, I meant to move it earlier,” you say in between sips of your red wine. Of course you would say that. It was my fault, I even did it on purpose but you take the blame. “I will help you clean it up since I knocked it over,” I finally say. “We should take the broken glass to the back so no one steps on it.” I continue. “You are absolutely right, here are a couple of napkins that we can use.” That is all the talking we do. I lead you to the back of the bar so we can “clean up the glass.” Oh how I wish you would be more conscious about your safety. I notice that when we finally find a trash can around the back of the building, you are getting a bit unsteady and are having trouble standing up straight. “Wow, I must have had more to drink than I thought I did,” you declare. And with one swift motion, you fell to the floor, but I was ready and I caught you in my arms. We are going to have the best time, I just know it. I place you in the trunk of my car, and for safety, I tie your hands and feet together with a rope. I drive off knowing that after today, you will never be seen again.

the angel and the devil, had know each other for awhile

doing bad things wasn’t the angels style

every since the two lovers were on earth

the devil had been trying to prove his worth

the American was not where he was supposed to be

he had been switched with baby b

they were living the wrong lives

they tried to understand these lies

then there was a little boy

growing up he was a joy

he had a furry friend

from below it was sent

way back in time

the angel and devil were given their roles

they had to follow what they were told

but would they do it right

he read a strange book

he imagined something bad and the plant was shook

the alarms went off and the fear was great

the plant was empty and this was the fate

way back in time

the angel and devil were given their roles

they had to follow what they were told

but would they do it right

the war is a redhead

she causes trouble

sable has a book

it helps people loose weight

pollution is dressed in white

death rides a bike

The lamb of god
opened 4 out of 7 seals
I see you the horsemen walking out
Wonder why it took you so long

Ever since the before the reformation
We thought there was only one man
But then four came out

You mean many different things
Pestilence, war, famine and death

the white horse
And carries a bow, the red horse
carries a sword , the black horse
carries a balance, there pale horse carries nothing

The lamb of god
opened 4 out of 7 seals
You Arte said to be a prophecy
Find a place to wreak some havoc

Ever since the day the horsemen arrived
The world’s been spinning out of control
I just need you to stop

In the hiding place movie, the main characters are involved with the war and the events happening in their country throughout the movie. In the Kite Runner, the main character and his father flee the country they live in because of the war, so the book does not mention much about it during it. In the movie, the people are constantly running and hiding so they can avoid the enemies. There is a scene where a man must wear a dress to go out in public so he is not seen by the germans. In the book, they have gone to America so they can be free and not have to worry about being found. The movie takes place during the war while it is actually happening, while the book only gets into the war after it is over. In the book, the main character goes back to his country and witnesses the affects of the war and how it has changed his home.

I like my semester writing. I think that I did a good job overall writing a crime fiction short story. I would like to add more details to it and do more research on kidnapping to add some accurate details that help make the story better. My favorite part of my writing is when I explained how Riley was taken and how she was feeling. I could have done a better job developing carl as a character. I could have added some depth to his background. I could add more to my deeper meaning by going more into Riley’s fear of the haunted house and her thoughts when she is first taken and what she thinks about carl.

I learned how to successfully write a crime fiction story through this project. One of the key things that I discovered, is that you are not going to be perfect at a certain type of writing the first time you do it. It takes time and practice to get good. You also might need multiple drafts and outlines to get your story just how you want it to be. If I were to do this again, I would better plan out my story first before just diving in and writing it. I should probably start with an outline that has main ideas of how I want the story to go instead of just starting with no idea where I am going. I think researching other authors and learning about my style of writing was very helpful. Having an understanding of how crime fiction is written and what needs to be in it helped to make my story better and to have an easier time writing it. 

    “This is going to be so fun! I am so excited!” Samantha exclaimed. As they approached the haunted house, they were filled with adrenaline. “I heard that there are clowns and zombies that pop out at you!” said Billie. “Someone said that a guy with a mask and a chainsaw follows you out at the very end!” announced Kim. After hearing many comments and remarks like this, Riley was frightened. She had been nervous for this night for quite some time. The idea of a haunted house never sat right with Riley. Why would you want to pay to get scared? Why would you want to go into a dark maze with people and many different creatures jumping out at you? It didn’t make sense. But, Riley’s friends wanted to go, so she decided to join them. They were getting ready to go and Riley’s nerves only got worse. She was feeling uneasy about the whole thing, but she wouldn’t back out because she didn’t want to seem like a scaredy cat in front of all of her closest friends. They got to the haunted house and the line to get in was long, so they would have to wait for their turn. As they waited, they chatted about school and friends and awaited their turn. They got to the front and showed their tickets and they headed to the doors. Everyone was excited but nervous to go in. They heard a chainsaw to their left and giggles and shrieks to their right. As they walked into the house, they were excited. The front of the group jumped back as a zombie like creature jumped out at them. Everyone screamed and laughed and they kept walking through. Riley was at the back of the group, she was creeped out and still sketched out. All of a sudden, Riley was taken from her group and pulled into a dark corner with a strong hand over her mouth. She kicked and screamed but no sound came out. She watched as her friends walked away until she could no longer see them. She was then dragged into a back room and a rope was tied around her hands and a cloth around her mouth. She was then taken and thrown into the back of a car. Riley was scared and she felt her stomach dropped as she realized what was going on. The ride to wherever she was going was bumpy and terrifying. What was going to happen to her? Was she ever going to see her family again? Or her friends? “Wow that was so fun! I want to come back next……. wait? Where did Riley go?” Callie said, looking around. The group of friends Riley was with started to look everywhere for her. They asked around, they went back through the haunted house to check for her there. Nothing, they couldn’t find her anywhere. “Let’s call the police.” suggested one of her friends. The rest agreed and they called the police and told them what happened. It took about 10 minutes for the police to arrive and at this point, the owner of the house was outside, trying to help solve the problem. The police searched around and put out an amber alert. The car had finally come to a stop and the trunk was opened. It was the first time Riley had actually seen the face of the man who took her. He was white, around 6 feet tall and he had these eyes that felt like they were looking into your soul. He grabbed Riley and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her inside of a building, but he blocked her view so she didn’t have a clue where they were. She was placed into a chair and for a few moments, the man just stared at her. He finally said “Hello there, my name is Carl. You are a very pretty girl. Now, I will take off the cloth around your mouth as long as you promise not to scream. No one will hear you out here anyway, I just don’t want to have to deal with you screaming in my ear.” Riley nodded and Carl walked over to her and took the cloth off of her face. “Why did you do this to me? Please, I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here.” Riley said through sobs. “I know you don’t want to be here, but I can’t take you home. When I first saw you as you walked toward the entrance of the haunted house, I knew you were the one. So I slipped inside the house just before you and your friends did and I waited for the right moment to grab you. Your friends and family are probably worried sick, but don’t fret, we are gonna make a call to the police station later tonight.” At this point, Riley’s entire family was at the police station along with special agents and all of her friends. The police were working diligently to find Riley as the phone rang. “Sharmon County Police station, how may I help you?” “I heard you were looking for someone, Riley. I have her and you aren’t going to find her.” “Did you just say you have her?” “Yes, and I will make a deal with you. I will let her go, if you give me what I want.””What do you want from us?”” All I want is to play a game, you follow my rules and I will let Riley go.” “Why should we trust that you are telling the truth about Riley?” “Fine, you don’t believe me. Here….. Help! Please help! He has me and he has blue eyes and brown hair and…. THAT’S ENOUGH! You will only get an hour and you must notify the news channels and let them know what is going on. I want this broadcasted every where.” Then the dial tone as Carl hung up the phone. While the police were talking on the phone, the local technical analyst was busy tracking where the phone call was coming from. They tracked it to a small shack in the middle of Capital Forest. They sent out units to save Riley, but they also put out a live broadcast to show carl that they were “following his rules” and making sure that he wouldn’t hurt Riley. The police arrived at the shack and they stormed in. Riley was in the middle of the floor tied to a chair. Her face lit up as a police officer rushed over to untie her. They found Carl in a back room with pictures of many different teenage girls. They handcuffed him and took him to prison. Riley was sent home with her family and they made sure to lock all of their doors that night. 

“This is going to be so fun! I am so excited!” Samantha exclaimed. As they approached the haunted house, they were filled with adrenaline. “I heard that there are clowns and zombies that pop out at you!” said Billie. After hearing many comments and remarks like this, Riley was frightened. She had been nervous for this night for quite some time. The idea of a haunted house never sat right with Riley. Why would you want pay to get scared? It didn’t make sense. But, Riley’s friends wanted to go, so she decided to join them. They got to the haunted house and the line to get in was long, so they would have to wait for their turn. As they waited, they chatted about school and friends and awaited their turn. They got to the front and showed their tickets and they headed to the doors. Everyone was excited but nervous to go in. They heard a chainsaw to their left and giggles and shrieks to their right. As they walked into the house, they were excited. The front of the group jumped back as a zombie like creature jumped out at them. Everyone screamed and laughed and they kept walking through. Riley was at the back of the group, she was creeped out and still sketched out. All of a sudden, Riley was taken from her group and pulled into a dark corner with a strong hand over her mouth. She kicked and screamed but no sound came out. She watched as her friends walked away until she could no longer see them. She was then dragged into a back room and a rope was tied around her hands and a cloth around her mouth. She was then taken and thrown into the back of a car. Riley was scared and she felt her stomach dropped as she realized what was going on.

The ride to wherever she was going was bumpy and terrifying. What was going to happen to her? Was she ever going to see her family again? Or her friends?

“Wow that was so fun! I want to come back next……. wait? Where did Riley go?” Callie said, looking around. The group of friends Riley was with started to look everywhere for her. They asked around, they went back through the haunted house to check for her there. Nothing, they couldn’t find her anywhere. “Let’s call the police.” suggested one of her friends. The rest agreed and they called the police and told them what happened. It took about 10 minutes for the police to arrive and at this point, the owner of the house was outside, trying to help solve the problem. The police searched around and put out an amber alert.

The car had finally come to a stop and the trunk was opened. It was the first time Riley had actually seen the face of the man who took her. He was white, around 6 feet tall and he had these eyes that felt like they were looking into your soul. He grabbed Riley and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her inside of a building, but he blocked her view so she didn’t have a clue where they were. She was placed into a chair and for a few moments, the man just stared at her. He finally said “Hello there, my name is Carl. You are a very pretty girl. Now, I will take off the cloth around your mouth as long as you promise not to scream. No one will hear you out here anyway, I just don’t want to have to deal with you screaming in my ear.” Riley nodded and Carl walked over to her and took the cloth off of her face. “Why did you do this to me? Please, I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here.” Riley said through sobs. “I know you don’t want to be here, but I can’t take you home. When I first saw you as you walked toward the entrance of the haunted house, I knew you were the one. So I slipped inside the house just before you and your friends did and I waited for the right moment to grab you. Your friends and family are probably worried sick, but don’t fret, we are gonna make a call to the police station later tonight.”

At this point, Riley’s entire family was at the police station along with special agents and all of her friends. The police were working diligently to find Riley as the phone rang. “Sharmon County Police station, how may I help you?” “I heard you were looking for someone, Riley. I have her and you aren’t going to find her.” “Did you just say you have her?” “Yes, and I will make a deal with you. I will let her go, if you give me what I want.””What do you want from us?”” All I want is to play a game, you follow my rules and I will let Riley go.” “Why should we trust that you are telling the truth about Riley?” “Fine, you don’t believe me. Here….. Help! Please help! He has me and he has blue eyes and brown hair and…. THAT’S ENOUGH! You will only get an hour and you must notify the news channels and let them know what is going on. I want this broadcasted every where.” Then the dial tone as Carl hung up the phone. While the police were talking on the phone, the local technical analyst was busy tracking where the phone call was coming from. They tracked it to a small shack in the middle of Capital Forest. They sent out units to save Riley, but they also put out a live broadcast to show carl that they were “following his rules” and making sure that he wouldn’t hurt Riley.

The police arrived at the shack and they stormed in. Riley was in the middle of the floor tied to a chair. Her face lit up as a police officer rushed over to untie her. They found Carl in a back room with pictures of many different teenage girls. They handcuffed him and took him to prison. Riley was sent home with her family and they made sure to lock all of their doors that night.