Friday, December 11, 2009
Heroes Journey
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Gifts
I sit at the computer and read how she only has weeks left. The incomprehensible thought of how she will never see her daughters get married. Or her son enter Jr. High. Pain floods every portion of my body as tears of loss run down my face. Why did this happen to us? Thoughts run through my head of how this could only happen to 1 in like 30 billion people. It had to happen to her though. The worst cancer someone can get and it had to happen to her. I write an email telling how sorry I am but I erase it. It’s terrible. I start another but erase that one as well. I think of our own mortality and how something can seem insignificant like watching a movie or reading a book because you know that it doesn't matter cause you will die anyways. It doesn't seem fair that others can enjoy another Christmas or Thanksgiving but you don't get to. Not fair at all. I stand from the computer and leave the room too overwhelmed to stay in there. Walking aimlessly anywhere my feet decide. I find my self in my room and I am crying but I don't remember getting there. I fall to my bed and weep. Sobs tearing at my chest. To feel no pain would be heaven. Not to feel the loss of someone you love. I lay and cry for uncountable amount of time. Slowly and unwillingly I finally slip into sleep. I awake groggy and confused. Wishing I knew where I am and what I am doing there. Suddenly I remember as it all floods back in. I think to myself how she wouldn't want me to feel like this. She would want me to be happy and know that she is at peace with this. But I say crap to that. How could one be ok with dying? I don't understand. But try to cause the greatest gift I can give is to be at peace as well. To understand the she is with her family now and that is all that matters and we should take it for what its worth.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Love Poem
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Me
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I Remember.......
I remember Ice Cream at DQ
I remember the smell of coffee and the soft pages against my skin
I remember the rain
I remember the stories and games late at night
I remember the horrid green couches that no matter what you did you would slide off
I remember the flashing lights and sounds from the fireworks on July 4th
I remember dinner with everyone
I remember the cold water of the lake and the warmth of the sand
I remember The football games in the cold water
I remember the long days in the Park looking for animals
I remember the bears
I remember the Rodeo
I remember the fear as we run from the dark and what lives in it
I remember the window
I remember the heat
I remember the hope of a better day
I remember the fish and of fishing
I remember the Eagles
I remember the long ride and the reward of getting there
I remember Howard spring and the cool water
I remember the end and the goodbyes
I remeber the memories
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Four Alarm Fire #15
Jon the firefighter started. Why was he seeing these pictures? They plagued him enough in his nightmares. There was something though that was familiar about this picture. Moving closer to it Jon realized he could feel the heat of the flames. Looking around he saw the plaque for it. October 17th 2002. Yes he remembered now. It was the fire at the library, on Main Street. The longer he stared at it the more the flames in the picture danced and twist. The heat grew to an almost unbearable level. He remembered that fire as he remembered them all. With fear, pain, loss. All the feelings that came with a firefighter’s job. He remembered having to tell the wives of the 3 that died that they would never be returning. And the 6 he visited in the hospital. Jon moved to the next picture. This time it was a picture of a house. The fire hungrily devouring the sides, Flames licking up the side of the house. This time the plaque read May 1st 2003. The memory came back. The small house set afire the paint curling from the heat, the crackle of burning wood. The cry of a young child, the scream of parents, and the whump as the water came streaming from the hose. It was too much. Jon felt tears of rage and loss run down his face. It was too much. He quickly moved onto the next picture. This to held to much emotion for him. Turning away he felt an urgency to be somewhere, to be doing something. There at the end of the hallway was a picture he had missed. It was a picture of a school. This time the heat and the flames were almost to much. the plaque he read was October 9th 2009. that was today wasn’t it? Why was he here instead of there? What the crap was going on? He turned to see if there were other pictures but this was the last. He realized it was the end of his fire fighting career. Jon was confused, he had sworn to never stop fighting fires. Then why was this the last one on the wall? There wasn’t even space for more pictures. Then it hit him. He wouldn’t stop fighting fires unless he was dead. Jon didn’t want to believe this. The fire from the picture was breaking out from the borders. The picture was curling at the edges; the heat was pushing farther out. The flames erupted and burned the pictures of his previous life.
Consuming his life.
Consuming him.
Consuming everything.
Fire was greedy. It wanted to have everything and in the end it did. Fire won.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Impulse 2
2- What are you talking about?
1- Kittens
2-Ok
1- Well
2- Well what?
1- Kittens?
2- Well ok 1-10… Um…6
1- What a 6? I’m up at like a 25.
2- What that wasn’t even a number
1- Oh so you’re making the rules? I’m the one who asked the question
2- Oh whatever. Do they have anything vegetarian?
1- What for? You’re not vegetarian?
2- Um yes I am.
1- Since when?
2- Awhile
1- I have known you for like ever and you’re not a vegetarian.
2- Yeah I am.
1- What ever.
2- So
1- What?
2- Anything Vegetarian
1- Wait stop it you’re getting something with meat
2- No dude I swear if you don’t believe I’m a vegetarian go ask my girlfriend
1- YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?
2-Oh come on really?
1- Since when did you get a Girlfriend?
2- You seem angry
1- Really, angry I couldn’t imagine why? First you didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend, and second, really you’re a vegetarian. Really. And what am I, Hugh Jackman?
2- Wow Andy calm down
1-Oh calm down. How would you like it if I went and got a girlfriend and didn’t tell you? Vegetarian.
2- Well for one I would like it. It would get you off my back about mine.
1-Oh well maybe I will
2- Good
1- Good
2- So anything vegetarian
1- OH COME ON
Friday, September 25, 2009
Sketch
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The Impulse
Driver-What”
Pass-You were going to say something”
Driver-No I wasn’t”
Pass-Yes you were”
Driver-Oh I was going to say that you should get some sleep.”
Pass-I’m not tired”
Driver- It will be a while still till we reach the Border.”
Pass- Never thought I would be running from a corrupt government. Did you?”
Driver-Well as a child I always wanted to be... No never actually.”
Pass-Well at least were running for our lives together. Where are we going?”
Driver- Somewhere in the States, I’m not sure where yet but anywhere from them is better.”
Pass-Do you think that well every go back?”
Driver- I dont know?
Pass- Do you want me to drive?
Driver- No thanks I got it. But actually maybe in a while you could take over.
Pass- Do you want to listen to some music?
Driver-Sure. What did you have in mind.
Pass- how about some Killers?
Driver- Good choice.
Pass- This is better.
Monday, September 14, 2009
First Page
Written 8 months after the Infection
The Infection has spread farther than they thought it would. All of Britain is taken, and who knows after that. The rest of Europe, Maybe the whole world. After that there is no stopping it. Back home where I lived, Norfolk, was taken not long after we left. I remember the sea. The smell of the salt, the sound the waves made as they crashed onto the sandy beach. I remember my room at St. Margaret School for Orphans. It was small and roomy. The walls were cream and the blankets a bright yellow. My bed was squeaky with springs that would stick into your back. I remember cursing at it but now I miss it never thought i would. I would look out my window at the Orphan house and see the beach, small cottages, Families with children and parents. But now as I look out the window all I see is bleak existence with fear and death. The fear of the Infected may become overwhelming. The pain of loosing someone may be too much. What if you lost a Mother, a Father, Sister, Brother. A loved one, a Husband, a Wife? Thats why I have Connor. He keeps me thinking about the good in life. He is my best friend. We lived together at the Orphan House. Together is the best way but what if i loose him? It would be too much pain.
My name is Hayden gulf. I know that is a boys name but I'm a girl and it was the one pinned to the little blanket wrapped around me when they found me on the front porch so i kept it. I am 17 and Connor is 18. He is tall with chocolate brown hair, piercing blue eyes, He is quite tall and muscular. All in all quite an attractive guy. I on the other hand am small. Orange hair cut short, with green eyes, and a short stout frame I do consider myself to be more on the muscular side then most females but not weight lift champion.
Connor and I are very close. We happened to appear at the house in a two week period of each other. We thought maybe we were related because that was the first time it had every happened but when we got it checked we weren't. Connor and I have had a more than friend relationship we are like family. Which then makes it awkward for me at least that there has been something more. I can't tell him. what if I loose him. As I said before the pain would be to much.
Any ways I hear someone calling me. Remember this isn't your typical zombie invasion so stay safe. And Good Luck.