My creative writing class as come to an unfortunate end. I don’t know what my plans are going to be going on. I may post, I may not. I will write. I don’t know if I will share my works on my blog. If I post something, it may be because I don’t know what else to do with my time now that summer is arriving. It has been an amazing journey this semester. Thank you for reading my posts. For now, goodbye…..

This could possibly be the last blog post I ever write, unless I continue posting throughout my high school career. This post is also my final and we are writing about our reflection of this class. I first started writing when I was little. I would write cheesy little plays, in second grade I made a picture book, and in fourth grade I wrote a short story. I read it to my family and we performed in our house just for fun but it really sparked an interest in writing. Through this semester, I learned multiple writing techniques, styles, and even branched out a little. As I got better and wrote more, my writing developed. Many writers have a certain style but to be quite honest, I am not sure what mine is yet. I’m still figuring out the little kinks in my works but I do know this. Throughout this semester, I always knew I’d have fun in this class. Writing became an escape from all the other school work I had to do, and it really showed me how special it is.

The final piece I’d like to show you is an abecedarian. When I wrote it, I was thinking what could make the reader feel things? Before this, I didn’t write many sad and melancholy things. So I thought, why not give it a go? So I decided to write about love, something that is so prominent in people’s lives. I hope you enjoy!

All the Feelings of Love

A young girl who’s

Body is broken

Cries.

Destroyed by a love that

Exited her life.

Feelings

Grasp at her

Heart.

Imagine

Kicking down your barriers only to

Lose the

Man whom you helped.

Now she walks towards the

Ocean that

Pushes and pulls the waves.

Questions fill her head but no one

Responds.

She sits on the beach, her body facing

The horizon as she tries

Understanding…. but it’s hard.

Very hard but she

Wills herself to

eXtract the thoughts because she is

Young and will be

Zapped by the feeling of love again.

This past week, we have been focusing on screen-writing and play-scripts. I have chose to write a screen-write. It’s about a guy and a girl who are trying to figure out the one behind a series of murders. The scene I have created is them in an abandoned warehouse, looking for clues. Enjoy!

https://docs.google.com/document/d/13RuXrL7cAzrNPAnvjkBR5ngF9Tnryl3ROWK-hq6JmvA/edit?usp=sharing