Scardey Student Planning

What is SS afraid of?
Scissors

How does this fear negatively affect their life?
Never wants to use scissors again!

How does SS get rid of this fear?
Learns that their not that dangerous if you hold them the right way.

How does SS improve their life?
Holding the scissors the right way, uses them properly and stays away from people who don't!

My Ideal Spring Break

I'm not too sure what my ideal spring break would be since it's only two weeks at least. Normally I would just like to hang out with friends and have sleepovers or go swimming. I would probably go see my friends in Victoria maybe... I would also look after my puppies. Some ideal spring break that would be. Like last spring break I would mostly hang out with my boyfriend! :p I'd love to jump on trampolines!
If I had to choose somewhere to go other than Canada, I would probably go to England. Even though it's not such a happy place... always rainy. I like it, since my family is there. :) Or I would go to somewhere like Hawaii. If I stayed home and hung with my friends we'd probably make our own versions of movies... I love to do that! Since my favourite movie is The Outsiders... we'd probably make our own version of that... yea! That would be interesting. I guess that would be my ideal Spring Break! I'm not a kind of person that travels ALOT! So i'd be happy staying and hanging with friends! :D

Time Machine

I woke up and walked slowly out of my room. It felt like I was walking down an incredibly long hallway. It was six o'clock in the morning and my brother already had his music blasting. I recognized the song, Don't Talk To Strangers by Hedley. I knocked on his door and he opened it.
"Turn it down!" I screamed.
"Make me!" He screamed back. I pushed him and walked to his radio and pulled his I-pod out of the docking station. He looked at me with fierce eyes. I ran down the hallway.
"Give it back!"He yelled at me as he grabbed me and put me into a headlock. I bit him.
"Only if you listen to my idea and turn down the music." He raised an eyebrow.
"I'll listen to your idea but I'm not turning the music down." He answered. I looked at him and let go of his I-pod.
"Fine. Here's the idea. We build a Time Machine."I suggested.
"Hey, I remember that when we were five we wanted to build a Time Machine so we could have Bonnie and Jerry back!" I stared at him in surprise.
"Yea, but don't you mean Mom and Dad?" I asked.
"Yea! Anyway lets get to building the Time Machine." He replied happily.

At ten o'clock we rode our bikes to the junk yard. We found lots of pieces of scrap metal, wood, pipes and even a small couch we could put in there. We layed the base of the Time Machine on the floor and put the couch on it. The couch fit perfectly there was just enough room to fit a lever on top of the couch. We rounded the bigger and thinner pieces of metal to make the walls and the roof. In about an hour we were done.
We took a couple steps back to look at our creation. It was beautiful. I'd never seen anything like it, except for in movies.
"Tom? You ready to go to the future?" I asked.
"Um... Molly, who said anything about going to the future. Were going to World War 2!" He answered with an exciting tone.
"Tom! Think about it, if we go to World War 2 we could die out there and never be able to return. If we go to the future we could see how wonderful our lives would become!" I replied with a big smile.
"Molly! Why don't you think for once. If we go to the future we would see how wonderful our lives would be but, we might think their too wonderful and want to stay and that would ruin all of time and space. On the other hand if we go to World War 2 we could learn to fight!" He answered back.
"Tom that's stupid we would still ruin the course of time!" I yelled.
"Molly I know what I'm doing so just SHUT UP!" He yelled back. He put his hand on the lever and started to pull it down. I put my hand up on top of his. He had persuaded me in to doing this so we pulled it down together. There was this terrible squeaking sound and then Tom had disappeared.

"Tom! Where are you? Tom! This isn't funny!" I screamed. The room I was in was shaking. I was terrified! I opened the door, there were people running everywhere women screaming, babies crying and bombs dropping.
"Close the door and get down." Someone said behind me. I squatted down on the floor and turned around.
"Who are you?" I whispered.
"I'm Stefan. You?" He whispered back.
"I'm Molly Hughes. Where am I?" I asked.
"Your in the middle of a war." He exclaimed.
"What?" I trembled. I felt myself go cold.

I woke up half an hour later.
"What happened?" I gasped.
"You fainted but I caught you before you hit your head." He smiled.
"Thank you Stefan." I kissed him. I stopped and smiled. He kissed me back. I think I found the love of my life.

Meanwhile, in the future of 2015.
"Molly? Molly where are you?" Tom cried. He walked everywhere looking for Molly. He walked up to a stranger. Looks like the song Don't Talk To Strangers, didn't make him learn anything.
"Hi. Who are you?" Tom asked.
"I'm Mr. Tom Hughes and this is my wife Daisy Hughes and our three kids, Tim, Donny and Melissa." The young man answered. Tom's mouth drooped open.
"Your me?" Tom asked. The man looked at him.
"What do you mean young boy?" Older Tom asked.
"Long story but, I travelled from the past. Older Tom looked so disturbed he looked like he was going to book it! His wife started backing away while the kids huddled behind her.
"Look, look! I'm not some crazy person honestly! Look, Daisy, look at me!" He grabbed hold of the women. Daisy struggled to get free.
"Daisy! Just look at me or goodness sake!" Tom yelled. Daisy knew he was getting annoyed so she just glanced at him then did a double take. It was the Tom Hughes she knew from school, the Tom Hughes she knew and loved. She smiled. All three kids looked at each other.
"Mommy's lost it hasn't she??" Tim whispered. Tom slapped him over the head.
"No she hasn't!" Tom answered. Married Tom and Daisy looked at each other then replied in unison, "We guess you can stay with this until you want to go home." Daisy hugged younger Tom and then they all walked on home.

During World War 2! Molly was scared out of her skin.
"Stefan, this is not what I wanted! I wanted to see my future except I see this! No! No! No! This is all wrong! Just completely wrong!" She screamed. Stefan gestured for her to calm down.
"Look, Molly. Just calm. Every thing's going to be alright, as long as you trust me." He whispered into my ear. I nodded.
"You trust me don't you?" He asked with a wondering expression.
"I... I think so." I stuttered. Just as I replied there was a big explosion and Stefan leaped out the way. He was too late though a wall had collapsed and it was slowly killing him.
"STEFAN!" I screamed. Tears ran down my face.
"M-Molly?" Stefan stuttered slowly. He was losing his breath.
"I'm here!" I answered. I grabbed his hand and held it tight.
"I-I need to tell you something." Stefan replied with gasps of breath between every word.
"What is it Stefan?" I asked with a worried look on my face. He took one big gasp of breath.
"I... I love you! From the moment you suddenly appeared in this very room. I know you won't be with me anymore but... will you promise to stay with me while I'm in spirit?" He was serious about this.
"I love you too Stefan. I loved you from the moment I saw you as well. Just don't say that though because I will always be with you. I mean we'll always be together and I promise." I cried a bit more. His grasp of his hand on my was loosening. I cried heavily.
"Molly goodbye!" Stefan gave away one last breath.
"Stefan! No! Don't do this to me now!" I screamed and let out a huge wail. Tears just kept flooding down my cheeks. Stefan was gone. I was never going to see him again.

About a week later, Tom and I were back together.
"Tom!" I yelled happily.
"Molly!" Tom yelled back also sounding happy. Tom picked me up and swung me around.
"I missed you, but World War 2 was great. I met a guy called Stefan. Until he died." I almost started to cry again. I put my head on Tom's shoulder.
"I missed you too Molly, but the future was great too. I met my older self and his wife Daisy and their three kids, Tim, Donny and Melissa." Tom smiled and then we both sat on the couch said goodnight and fell fast asleep.

Invisible

Have you ever wondered what you'd do if you were invisible? This is what I would do... I would try to haunt and scare people. I think it would be funny. I'd wake up and go to the bathroom, look in the mirror and see nothing. I'd find out that I'm invisible. I would decide to still go to school, so like I normally do I would catch the bus and that's where my scaring begins. I would sit in every seat and bug people by playing with their hair or flicking their ears or making strange noises right beside them. I'd then arrive carrying my bag, which people would think was cursed since it was floating in the air. They'd probably stay far away from it!

At school this is what I would do. Everyone I passed I would walk straight past them but hit their shoulder as I walk, so they would think their hallucinating. Then I'd start playing with the lockers like opening and closing them to make the school seem infested with ghosts. Then when the bell rings for class I would go to my class walk in and slam the door. I'd walk to the light switch and start flickering the lights on and off. Then walk over to the windows and open the blinds and close them too! Then the BIGGEST pet peeve of all, the old nails on a chalkboard or any type of board. That bugs so.... many people. I hate the noise but it would be hilarious to do especially if you were invisible. I'd only tell my friends that I was invisible, some of them I would ask for a hug and then someone would walk past and just stare at them with a blank expression on their face since it would look like they were hugging air. I would laugh though if everytime I ate something you could see it going into your body! Still its a little CREEPY!

That's what I'd do if I were invisible for a day, if I was invisible for a week I would do the same thing everyday! That would definitely convince people that the school was haunted. So if you want to have some FUN like me, you should try being invisible for a day or even a week! :)

When I feel Powerful and When I feel Powerless

One of the only times I feel Powerful is when I'm telling my dogs what to do. We are the master of our pets and the animals we look after. Especially when you have to control two puppies. One being two years old and another being about six months old is crazy. In the mornings, the two year old will wake up and want some piece and quiet and the six month old will wake up and attack her with kisses and acting as if she wants to play! Then if the two year old, Shasta starts growling and getting mad I'll have to step in and grab the six month old, Pepa by the collar and tell her to stop and calm down.

One of the times I feel Powerless is when I'm at home cleaning and I want to sing, so I grab my I-pod and start singing and then next thing I know my sisters telling me to shut up! She hates it when I sing, she thinks I'm really bad but in actual fact I'm really good! It makes me sad when she says I can't sing because shes just jealous. Then I start singing again so she yells at me and I ask her why I can't sing and she comes up with silly reasons like, your giving me a headache or I hate your singing!