In-Class Prompt #4

The hall was quiet until she heard one of her friends screaming off the top of her lungs and then she saw her running down the hall telling her to run there was a guy chasing her. So then, she started running with her when she saw the man turn the corner after her. Both girls were painting, sweating and screaming for there lives. The man was in his mid- 30s and was starting to loose his hair leaving a shiny balled head. The girls then stopped in a empty class room and ran into it and hid there till they didnt hear the mans footsteps coming down the hallway. After a half hour or so they came out of hiding and hurried out the doors to there cops to head to the police station for help. After telling the police what had happened, they did not believe a thing those girls said to them and so they sent them home. Later tha night, the first girl ended up missing when the parents when to tell her good night, when the other girl found out, she went to the cops to make them believe her this time, and they did. They sent out a search party for the missing girl, but they never found her. A week later the only girl left got a text message form the missing girls phone saying "YOUR NEXT"...she started crying and screaming on the top of her lungs, then her parents walked in and said "Honey, your okay its just a dream!"

In-Class Discussion

In-Class Discussion

September 4, 2012

Self-efficacy

            I like to read some times depending on what the books are about and if they interest me at all. But when it comes to writing I have no clue where to begin and what to write about and even if it sounds good or if it is even right. I find it weird when my grandma loved to read and she read all the time. I never saw her in her rocking chair without a book in her hands with her glasses on the tip of her nose and her nose stuck in the book. There were days that all she did was read and that’s it. She had tons and tons of books that she kept in boxes that she already read many years before. But then there is also my Aunt whom is a Librarian who also loves books and loves to read and write all the time. Who would have thought that I am not interested in neither reading nor writing, it seems to be in the family. My mom and dad never read or wrote much so maybe that’s the reason why I am into it but then again my little sister reads vampire book nonstop with confuses me because she hates school and hates reading the schools books for homework but she’s loves the dark and mysterious book that has a suspense to it and leaves her hanging. When it comes to reading and writing I just get scared and insecure because I feel like when people read my writing they think I am either dumb or slower I guess. But I think of myself being pretty smart but I just cannot get what I’m thinking onto paper and make it understandable for everyone else to read.