Sophia's+HM

Sophia's Homework

My homepage

My Reading Log

Sophia Hylton Per. 3 11/7/13



1. Who watches Kino when he wakes up every morning? a) Coyotito. b) Juana. c) His dog. d) Their bird.

2. How many beggars are outside the church in Chapter 1?

a) Two. b) Ten. c) Four. d) Seven.

3. What city does the doctor dream of?

a) Paris. b) London. c) Rome. d) New York City.

4. Who knows all the sins of the town?

a) The beggars. b) The doctor. c) The monks. d) The trackers.

5. What makes the insect that stings Coyotito fall into Coyotito's bed?

a) Coyotito laughs and shakes the rope. b) The wind blows it into his bed. c) It lunges for his face. d) Coyotito reaches for it.

1. How are the homes of the poor different from the homes of the rich? Use quotes

"The doctor never came to the cluster of brush houses. Why should he, when he had more than he could do to take care of the rich people who lived in the stone and plaster houses of the town."

2. How is the doctor described?

He is described as ignorant, and cruel, he had his sins, and his avarice.

3. What does the doctor’s comment on page 13 reveal about his attitude toward Indians?

It shows that he does not believe that Indians are eual to his kind, that they are merly animals to him. He does not respect them at all.

Sophia Hylton  Per.3 11/4/13

 The avarice was very great within her.  The bougainvillea garden was very beautiful.  The consolation from her friend made her happier.  The child had detachment towards her father, whom she had never known until now.  The family was indigent, and therefore could not afford new clothes.  The band procession was very well performed.  It was very reassuring when I didn't get called to the principles office that day.  He was being a scandal that afternoon, messing with people in the park.  The man had many oozing ulcers on his arms.

Prologue:

I guess most stories begin in a beautiful, sunny meadow, or a nice lake, maybe even a nice forest, but this story is different, this story begins in a school, on a dark rainy day, in a bathroom stall. Yep, a bathroom stall, I hadn’t been feeling my best and asked Miss Edmund if I could be excused. She’s good at seeing straight through a lie, and knew I was telling the truth. So, here I am, in a bathroom stall, wishing the day would end already. My name is Ramiel, and this is my life.

Chapter 1:

I was sitting in a bathroom stall, feeling sick to my stomach and having no way of making it stop, when I heard footsteps walking by the bathroom door. I felt too weak to get off the toilet lid, or even lift my feet off the ground, in hopes, if it was Miss Edmund, or a student she sent, that I wouldn’t be seen. But, I couldn’t, so I stayed where I was, waiting, listening. Then, the footsteps stopped, and a low, muffled voice came echoing into the bathroom. “Ramiel, you in there?” the voice said. I knew exactly who it was, it was my best friend Jake, he had been my best friend since we were in 1st grade, but I save you the story, it’s pretty long.

“Noooooo…” I replied in a voice like his. “I’m dead,” and I made a couple of noises for added effect, “Cough, cough, cough, cough, ahhhhh.” I tried not to giggle as I imagined him rolling his eyes.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Ha, ha,” he said sarcastically. “Miss Edmund is about to throw a fit, you’ve been gone forever.”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“And she sent you?” I countered. I really didn’t want to get up.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Well…” he paused, “I sort of asked to use the bathroom…”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Typical Jake, always getting into trouble,” I laughed. “Well,” I said stranding up, “I guess I’ll come back now.” I opened the stall door and washed my hands, can never be too safe, and walked outside. Jake had already taken off, before he got in trouble. He knew I would beat him up, just kidding, if he stuck around to get in trouble with me.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I walked back to class, not wanting to get caught jogging after I had claimed to be sick. And when I got back, I snuck in, sat in my seat and waited for the bell to ring. I didn’t get in trouble, guess she must have forgotten, or didn’t care.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The bell finally rung for lunch and I was egger to be out. I stayed away from everyone at lunch, except of course, Jake, who always found me wherever I went. We ate, and then waited for the bell to ring once more. Then, it was back to our miserable day.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Chapter 2:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I was lying on my bed, that Friday afternoon, when I got a text from Blaise. It read:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Hey guess what?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I replied:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">What?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I found a flyer in my brother’s room when I got home…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">And…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">It’s for a circus…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">A CIRCUS?! XD lol

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">An illegal circus. Where the people are crazy and wouldn’t mind killing people… A dangerous circus…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">And…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">That’s it

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">What’s so bad about that? Why don’t you, me, Jake, and Jett go? When is it?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Are you crazy?! Why would you want to go?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Hey, you brought it up, remember?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Yeah, but I was bored and wanted to talk. Besides, I didn’t think you would want to go

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Of course I would wanna go!! When is it?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Tomorrow @ 9:45… we really shouldn’t go though… XD JK

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">~

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">HA! I KNEW YOU WOULD WANT TO GO!! LOL XD I’ll call everyone tonight and see who’ll go with us!

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">And that night I called everyone, the only one who couldn’t go was Jett, he was out of town that weekend. Blaise went and got the tickets that night, while I sat in bed dreaming of the night to come. I slept very little that night as I waited for the morning to come. And when it came, it was far from the best day of my life, as I had thought…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Chapter 3:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I snuck out of the house that night around 9:25, it turns out it was near my house, and got there around 9:35. Jake and Blaise got there around the same time as well. We were greeted by a man who, I assumed, must be a clown. He took out tickets and led us to our seats. Then, it was time for the show to begin… <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The first act is a man who was an expert knife thrower. He threw daggers at targets, he juggled giant butcher knives, he even balanced knifes on his very own skin! The next act was a boy, not much older than me, who performed incredible magic tricks! “Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am Jager, and tonight I will be performing some very dangerous magic tricks. I advise you, do not try these at home.” And he walked to the back part of the stage. He nodded to someone backstage, and the stage before him opened up to a pit of stakes. He was shackled with his arms and legs behind him, then was attached to what must’ve been a line from a crane. He was hoisted above the pit, and the act was on! A giant timer was lower above him, it was set at 5:00, and counting down! It was obvious that the goal for this guy was to get out of the shackles before the time ran out, and he was dropped in the pit of stakes! "Now, if I do not make it out of the shackles in time," He began. "Do not panic. I am highly trained and will not be harmed.” After that last word, he began struggling with the shackles. The timer was at 0:03 when he finally escaped. Everyone there that night was releaved to see him freed. The rest of the night wasn’t as suspenseful as Jager’s act, but it was fun.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The show had ended, and since we were in the very back, we were the last to leave. As we got to the door someone blocked the passage way. “Hey back off!” Jake exclaimed. The man didn’t move, I realized that it was the man who did the knife tricks in the beginning of the show. As if out of thin air, a man appeared behind the knife thrower. He was huge! He was tall, and big, not fat, but not muscular. He tapped the man, who was blocking us, on the shoulder. He moved and the big man gestured for us to follow him. “Come, children, there is much we need to discuss.” He said in a calm, low deep voice. Jake and Blaise shared an uncertain look, but before they could call a shot, I spoke, “No.”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“No… Why, you don’t call the shots here girl.” The big man sneered.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Well, how ‘bout this? We don’t know you, we need to get home, it’s late, and it’s dark. We’re leaving, now.” I countered, and grabbed Jake and Blaise’s arms and started out of out of the room.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Not so fast,” The big man said and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, we were in a dark room. The man’s face dark with delight.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Let us go!” I screamed. Suddenly, I was hit over the head with something big, then the world went black.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">When I awoke, I was tied up, and hanging upside down, above the pit of stakes we had seen earlier that evening- if it was the same day. I tried to get free, but was bound to tightly. I tried calling for help, but no one was around. Suddenly, a door opened to the room, as soon as I saw who it was, I realized I was being lowered into the pit. The people who came in the room were, Jager, the guy who escaped these deadly spikes I was now hanging above, the big man, and the man who did the knife tricks. I noted that the big man was covering Jager’s eyes. When they got to the stage the big man uncovered his eyes and said, “Taa-Daa!!” Jager’s eyes grew giant when he saw me, and his mouth flew agape with shock. He looked at the big man, speechless. The knife man showed the hint of a smirk. Jager looked back at the knife-thrower and the big man, in such shock, he couldn’t say a word. Being as I couldn’t talk, I was gagged, I continued with the struggle to free myself. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The big man laughed at my desperate struggles. I would have pained, where were my friends?, why were they doing this?, how was I going to get out of here?, if it weren't for Jager. He snapped to his senses before I could, he snapped at the big man and the knife-thrower, "What are you doing?! What's going on?!"

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The knife-thrower was about to give Jager a piece of his mind, but the big man sileced him with a wave of his hand. "Not now Ripblade, we will have time for that later. But right now, it's time for the show!" Whenhe said that, a shiver ran up my spin. Something wasn't right, besides me being slowly, and i mean slowly, lowered into the pit. Two limp bodies were pulled into the room, a sinking feeling appeared in my gut, i knew who they were.It was Jake and Blaise, their throats slit. I tried screaming out, tears running down- up, since i was hanging upside down- my face. Jager saw this, grabbed Ripblade's knife, threwit at a gear that stopped my slow desent. The floor below closed and he threw another knife a the rope, and i fell. All of this was at an inhuman speed, quicker than the human eye, not to my amazment,when we first saw him i knew something was different. He jumped up on the stage, freed me, and helped me to my feet. Ripblade was shocked, now defensless.But the big man was smirking. It seemed as if he was expecting it. Being as I was inhuman as well, no one has ever known, i was a fallen angel, i spread my wings, opened a dark doorway and told Jager to go through it, me folowing. We got to my house, i told my family it was a friend who needed a place to stay, and he lived with us, and became apart of the family. And that is my story. No one has even known it until now.

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/30/13


 * 1) "But that would break the ancient code," She added . "And I know you wouldn't do that."
 * 2) "How could you?!" Ramiel barked.
 * 3) "It can't be, we had a deal!" She insisted.
 * 4) "Get out of here, it's not safe!" He barked.
 * 5) "Of course it'll work." He insisted.
 * 6) "Who are you?" He trembled.
 * 7) "They're gone," She grieved . "And we can't bring them back."
 * 8) "If you don't leave now," She growled . "I'll tear you to shreds."
 * 9) "Well, there goes the bridge," She observed.
 * 10) "They can't find us here," She asserted.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Prologue:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I guess most stories begin in a beautiful, sunny meadow, or a nice lake, maybe even a nice forest, but this story is different, this story begins in a school, on a dark rainy day, in a bathroom stall. Yep, a bathroom stall, I hadn’t been feeling my best and asked Miss Edmund if I could be excused. She’s good at seeing straight through a lie, and knew I was telling the truth. So, here I am, in a bathroom stall, wishing the day would end already. My name is Ramiel, and this is my life.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Chapter 1:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I was sitting in a bathroom stall, feeling sick to my stomach and having no way of making it stop, when I heard footsteps walking by the bathroom door. I felt too weak to get off the toilet lid, or even lift my feet off the ground, in hopes, if it was Miss Edmund, or a student she sent, that I wouldn’t be seen. But, I couldn’t, so I stayed where I was, waiting, listening. Then, the footsteps stopped, and a low, muffled voice came echoing into the bathroom. “Ramiel, you in there?” the voice said. I knew exactly who it was, it was my best friend Jake, he had been my best friend since we were in 1st grade, but I save you the story, it’s pretty long.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Noooooo…” I replied in a voice like his. “I’m dead,” and I made a couple of noises for added effect, “Cough, cough, cough, cough, ahhhhh.” I tried not to giggle as I imagined him rolling his eyes.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Ha, ha,” he said sarcastically. “Miss Edmund is about to throw a fit, you’ve been gone forever.”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “And she sent you?” I countered. I really didn’t want to get up.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Well…” he paused, “I sort of asked to use the bathroom…”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Typical Jake, always getting into trouble,” I laughed. “Well,” I said stranding up, “I guess I’ll come back now.” I opened the stall door and washed my hands, can never be too safe, and walked outside. Jake had already taken off, before he got in trouble. He knew I would beat him up, just kidding, if he stuck around to get in trouble with me.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I walked back to class, not wanting to get caught jogging after I had claimed to be sick. And when I got back, I snuck in, sat in my seat and waited for the bell to ring. I didn’t get in trouble, guess she must have forgotten, or didn’t care.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> The bell finally rung for lunch and I was egger to be out. I stayed away from everyone at lunch, except of course, Jake, who always found me wherever I went. We ate, and then waited for the bell to ring once more. Then, it was back to our miserable day.

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Chapter 2:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I was lying on my bed, that Friday afternoon, when I got a text from Blaise. It read:

Hey guess what?

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I replied:

What?

~

I found a flyer in my brother’s room when I got home…

~

And…

~

It’s for a circus…

~

A CIRCUS?! XD lol

~

An illegal circus. Where the people are crazy and wouldn’t mind killing people… A dangerous circus…

~

And…

~

That’s it

~

What’s so bad about that? Why don’t you, me, Jake, and Jett go? When is it?

~

Are you crazy?! Why would you want to go?

~

Hey, you brought it up, remember?

~

Yeah, but I was bored and wanted to talk. Besides, I didn’t think you would want to go

~

Of course I would wanna go!! When is it?

~

Tomorrow @ 9:45… we really shouldn’t go though… XD JK

~

HA! I KNEW YOU WOULD WANT TO GO!! LOL XD I’ll call everyone tonight and see who’ll go with us!

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> And that night I called everyone, the only one who couldn’t go was Jett, he was out of town that weekend. Blaise went and got the tickets that night, while I sat in bed dreaming of the night to come. I slept very little that night as I waited for the morning to come. And when it came, it was far from the best day of my life, as I had thought…

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Chapter 3:

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> I snuck out of the house that ight aroud 9:25, it turns out it was near my house, and got there aroud 9:35. Jake and Blaise got there aroud the same time as well. We were greated by a man who, I assumed, must be a clown. He took out tickets and lead us to our seats. Then, it was time for the show to begin… <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The first act is a man who was an expert knife thrower. He threw dagers at targets, he juggled giant butcher knifes, he even balanced knifes on his very own skin! The next act was a boy, not much older than me, who performered incredible magic tricks! “Hello ladies and gentalmen, I am Jager, and tonight I will be performing some very dangerous magic tricks. I advise you, do not try these at home.” And he walked to the back part of the stage. He nodded to someone backstage, and the stage before him opened up to a pit of stakes. He was shackled with his arms and legs behind him, then was attached to what must’ve been a line from a crane. He was hoised above the pit, and the act was on! A giant timer was lower above him, it was set at 5:00, and counting down! It was obvious that the goal for this guy was to get out of the shackles before the time ran out, and he was dropped in the pit of stakes! "Now, if I do not make it out of the shackles in time," He bagan. "Do

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/22/13

I think that the Whites will become cursed, and something horrible will occur to each family member. I think this because the soldier said that the 1st man had wished for death as his final wish, so obviously the 1st man was unhappy, and it was so bad, that this man had wished for death. But, the family seem to not be picking up on the soldier's anxiousness. The family could be in grave danger and not even know it.

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/22/13

What is Victor’s goal in creating the creature? In what ways does he succeed and fail? He wants to be famous and a success in doing something no one has ever done. He succeed by doing something that has never been done, but he failed when he thought that his creation would bow to him and instead, it had the conscious of a man and wanted affection like a child. The creature claims, “Only misery made me a fiend.” What does he mean? Do you agree? Explain. He means that him being constantly ran from, that without friends or anyone to comfort him, he felt no other way to act. He was angry at everyone and everything. Mr. De Lacey says, “Most people are friendly—unless they are blinded by prejudice.” What prejudice does the creature face? What does the play say about the effect of prejudice? Him being built from a bunch of corpses might make him seem as not the nicest person to some people, that prejudice set him up to become a fiend. Why does the creature want a companion like himself? Do you agree with Victor’s refusal to create one? Explain. Because everyone else won't take the time to know him, he wants a friend who will understand him. Personally, I don't agree with Victor's choice in not creating another like him, you could tell that the creature would be different with someone around who doesn't judge him, someone who understands him. Was it justifiable for the creature to murder Victor’s loved ones as a means of revenge? Explain. I don't think it was the best choice to kill those near him, as the creature found out in the end.

Per.3 10/21/13

__ Prologue: __

I guess most stories begin in a beautiful, sunny meadow, or a nice lake, maybe even a nice forest, but this story is different, this story begins in a school, on a dark rainy day, in a bathroom stall. Yep, a bathroom stall, I hadn’t been feeling my best and asked Miss Edmund if I could be excused. She’s good at seeing straight through a lie, and knew I was telling the truth. So, here I am, in a bathroom stall, wishing the day would end already. My name is Ramiel, and this is my life.

__ Chapter 1: __

I was sitting in a bathroom stall, feeling sick to my stomach and having no way of making it stop, when I heard footsteps walking by the bathroom door. I felt too weak to get off the toilet lid, or even lift my feet off the ground, in hopes, if it was Miss Edmund or a student she sent, that I wouldn’t be seen. But, I couldn’t, so I stayed where I was, waiting, listening. Then, the footsteps stopped, and a low, muffled voice came echoing into the bathroom. “Ramiel, you in there?” the voice said. I knew exactly who it was, it was my best friend Jake, he had been my best friend since we were in 1st grade, but I save you the story, it’s pretty long.

“Noooooo…” I replied in a voice like his. “I’m dead,” and I made a couple of noises for added effect, “Cough, cough, cough, cough, ahhhhh.” I tried not to giggle as I imagined him rolling his eyes.

“<range type="comment" id="462104998_1">Ha, ha</range id="462104998_1">,” he said sacasticly. “Miss Edmund is about to throw a fit, you’ve been gone forever.”

“And she sent you?” I countered. I //really// didn’t want to get up.

“ Well…” he paused, “I sort of asked to use the bathroom…”

“Tipicle Jake, always getting into trouble,” I laughed. “Well,” I said stranding up, “I guess I’ll come back now.” I opened the stall door and washed my hands, can never be too safe, and walked outside. Jake had already taken off, before he got in trouble. He knew I would beat him up, just kidding, if he stuck around to get in trouble with me.

I walked back to class, not wanting to get caught joggin after I had claimed to be sick. And when I got back, I snuck in, sat in my seat and waited for the bell to ring. I didn’t get in trouble, guess she must have forgot, or didn’t care.

The bell finally rung for lunch and I was egar to be out. I stayed away from everyone at lunch, except of course, Jake, who always found me wherever I went. We ate, then waited for the bell to ring once more. Then, it was back to our miserable day.

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/17/13

I stood, “I’m not too sure about this. Something’s here, it’s watching us. I can’t tell what, exactly, but it’s big.”

“Are you sure about this Ramiel? It’s not just because we’re in an unfamiler place? Somewhere you’ve never know?” Jager said.

“I’m positive, I-” I stopped. My eye had caught the shadow of something go by in the trees ahead, and it was big. I had only spotted it because of my inhuman abilities, being as I was faster, stronger, sharper, and slicker than any human, I was more aware to my surroundings.

“What was it? Ramiel? Are you oka-” Jager began, but was cut off when a screeching sound from the above.

I took a few steps back. “No… It can’t be. They can’t exist here…” I said as I starred up into the night sky, searching for the creature.

Jager stood, now alarmed, “Ramiel? What’s going on!? Why are you acting so weird?”

“Run…” I said in a faint voice.

“Wha-”

“RUN!” I roared, turning towards him. “Run, don’t stop, don’t hide, just run.” I said.

He must have seen the terror in my eyes, because he shook his head and stayed where he was. “No,” he said to me. “I don’t know what’s going on, or what that noise was, but I’m staying. I have to stick by you, remember?”

“You don’t understand. That creature,” I said pointing to the sky, “Cannot be fought, not by just us two, and seeing as there’s no one else around, we don’t have a choice but to-“ I never finished that sentence, because suddenly //that// landed directly behind me and stuck me in the back with its claw.

Everything went black for a second, I couldn’t see, hear, or smell, but luckily my powers came back and I sent a black “force field” up above me and Jager. I didn’t have to see or hear Jager, because I could locate his mind signals.

The creature kept attacking at my dome, clawing it, shooting fire at it, and even, crashing itself into it. I wasn’t sure when my powers might cut off again, I could only pray that they held, and that luck would be on our side…


 * Characters-
 * Setting-
 * Problem/Goal(s)- The main character must find out why she is trapped in her human form, she also must help her friends with what fate has given them.
 * Rising Action- The main character meats a new friend or two and learns more about herself, than she ever imagined, within their lives and past.
 * Climax- The main character is not much closer to finding herself, but must put her needs aside for her friend(s), and the fate of their lives.
 * Resolutio **n- She must choose between her friends or finding what she's spent almost eternity searching for...**

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/15/13

Kids should not use steroids on themselves just because they want to be bigger, "healthier," and fit or in shape. Many kids take steroids even though it really isn't healthy for them, it is actually life threatening. People taking steroids, sorry, our unintelligent. It's no surprise that you can be healthy, big, and fit, without steroids. All you have to do is eat right and exercise/workout! It really saddens me that people are so lazy, so ignorant, and so desperate, that they would put their lives at risk, or throw their lives away, just to look good and feel better about themselves.

Kids like to look good to be popular, and go, sadly, to extreme lengths to do so. When you take steroids you are putting yourself at risk for premature heart attacks, strokes, liver tumors, kidney failure, and serious psychiatric problems. Also, you may get extreme acne on your face, back, and chest, so much for looking good. It is unfair to see kids ruin themselves because they want to be something they're not, or are too lazy to become. Too many kids are ruining their lives their lives because of steroids, it needs to come to an end.

Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/14/13

The purpose of this English class so far has been to show what we know and where we stand in English. For example, when we wrote down 20 nouns, 10 common nouns, and 10 proper nouns, it showed if we had been taught that concept. And when we had to write a response to our IR bok we were reading, it showed if we knew how to conclude, respond, or summarize something about what we were reading or had read. The purpose is to tell/show the teacher how good we are and what we need help on. Also, this English class, so far, has shown our strengths, as well as our weaknesses. For example, when we did our 5 paragraph persuasion essay, it, not only, showed if we were understanding the concept, but if we could meet a deadline.

This English class has shown, not only, the teacher, but us students how well we are doing, if we don't already know, our strengths and weaknesses, and what we should and shouldn't work on. It has helped us to understand if we don't know something, to work on that concept rather than something else, in English, you may think you need work on but really don't. If we had just skipped into real 7th grade English, many people would struggle to understand English. But, even if someone does understand English, they still might need to refresh their memory on a small subject. One single person can be a student who gets straight A's in English, but loose points because they messed up or forgot something that needed to be added because they were unsure, or din't know/remember if they needed to put something in ittalics, bold, quotes, or just make it bold.

I believe that I am doing very well in my 7th grade English class. I did very well on writing in general, like a response to a book we were reading (IR book). I did better when we had writing assignments that were about our IR book, rather than writing our own stories (Ex. animals POV, ect.) off the top of our heads. I don't, not to say I'm perfect, think there is really much I need to work on. I feel as if I'm doing fine. English is my best subject/class, I don't expect to get any lower than a B+ in English.

My goals for this year, and the future, are to get A+'s all year!! I also want to do some fun writing projects, such as writing a story (5 paragraphs), and more!!! I just want to do a ton of writing assignments in the future!! I just love writing!!! I feel like this year will be an amazing year for me if we can do so many writing projects! I want to write a story, reviews to books, and more!!

Sophia Hylton Per.3 9/30/13

Cirque Du Freak is the best book series. First of all, it is way more realistic compared to other vampire books. Second of all, once you start reading it, you can’t put it down. You want more, more, and more! Finally, the book keeps you glued to your seat wanting the story to continue in and not just end after 12 books!! Some people say, it won’t be a good book because all the vampire books are all love me, love me!! But, some people just don’t like the Cirque Du Freak series because they just don’t like reading, or don’t like vampires (even when there is nothing to do with love), or just don’t like fictional books. But, in my opinion, Cirque Du Freak is the best book series!

Research/Notes Paper Sophia Hylton Per.3 10/10/13

Kids Who are Bullied

Kids who are bullied can experience negative physical, school, and mental health issues. Kids who are bullied are more likely to experience:

Depression and anxiety, increased feelings of sadness and loneliness, changes in sleep and eating patterns, and loss of interest in activities they used to enjoy. These issues may persist into adulthood. Health complaints Decreased academic achievement—GPA and standardized test scores—and school participation. They are more likely to miss, skip, or drop out of school.

[]

Kids Who Bully Others

Kids who bully others can also engage in violent and other risky behaviors into adulthood. Kids who bully are more likely to:

Abuse alcohol and other drugs in adolescence and as adults Get into fights, vandalize property, and drop out of school Engage in early sexual activity Have criminal convictions and traffic citations as adults Be abusive toward their romantic partners, spouses, or children as adults

[]

Bystanders

Kids who witness bullying are more likely to:

Have increased use of tobacco, alcohol, or other drugs Have increased mental health problems, including depression and anxiety Miss or skip school

[]

The Relationship between Bullying and Suicide

Media reports often link bullying with suicide. However, most youth who are bullied do not have thoughts of suicide or engage in suicidal behaviors.

Although kids who are bullied are at risk of suicide, bullying alone is not the cause. Many issues contribute to suicide risk, including depression, problems at home, and trauma history. Additionally, specific groups have an increased risk of suicide, including American Indian and Alaskan Native, Asian American, lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender youth. This risk can be increased further when these kids are not supported by parents, peers, and schools. Bullying can make an unsupportive situation worse.

[]

Cyberbullying Effects

What are the effects of cyberbullying?

Effects of all forms of bullying Have higher risk of depression and anxiety, including the following symptoms, that may persist into adulthood: Increased feelings of sadness and loneliness Changes in sleep and eating patterns Loss of interest in activities Have increased thoughts about suicide that may persist into adulthood. In one study, adults who recalled being bullied in youth were 3 times more likely to have suicidal thoughts or inclinations. Are more likely to have health complaints. In one study, being bullied was associated with physical health status 3 years later. Have decreased academic achievement (GPA and standardized test scores) and school participation. Are more likely to miss, skip, or drop out of school. Are more likely to retaliate through extremely violent measures. In 12 of 15 school shooting cases in the 1990s, the shooters had a history of being bullied. Research on cyberbullying has found that students involved are more likely to:

Be unwilling to attend school Receive poor grades Have lower self-esteem Have more health problems Cyberbullying can have particular affects on those who are targeted. Research has found that young people who have been cyberbullied are significantly more likely to:

Use alcohol and drugs Skip school Experience in-person bullying or victimization

[]