what i needed to say

You look back
like you know me.
You see my face
as if you recognize who i am.

Your eyes stair blankly.

Are you surprised at what you see?

I am what I am,
but you see me differently,
like you know
what’s inside of me.

You wear the same clothes,
same eyes
same face

But still
you say
I can be better.

change

Change

Change is life.
You don’t have a full life without it.
You change schools,
change styles,
change friends,
and the biggest change of all
you change yourself.

The world is changing on a daily basis
No one can really stop it.
You grow up
mature
hopefully become a better person.
People go threw change that completely
impacts their life.
A.K.A "life changes"
Most are for the better
but some
are for the worst.
Those changes suck.

But
you deal
with the good and bad
you grow with life
experience a full life
even a happy one :)

first version

My Interpretation

the army you told me

Behind bars n more like it.

you said "i'll be home soon"

Nine years and still counting is more like it.

you say that we always come first

Girlfriend before daughters is more like it.

you took moms hand and said "i'll love you forever"

Forever is shorter than i thought,

divorce is more like it.

they say a father and daughters love is Eternal

but how can you love someone

when all they do

say

feel

is never what it really is

Now thats more like it.

My Savior

One year later...

"how long?"

"About three years."

When id you start?"

First time...when I was seventeen."

"Kicked the habit?"

"Sorta."

"Sorta?"

"About a year ago I started again."

"How'd you stop yourself?"

"I didn't"

"Hm. What stopped you then?"

"Reed...he saved my life."

Now...

"Come on man!" Loral says to the dealer.

"Naww...I don't have any for you. Plus you know I don't gve free hits." He said.

"What?! I really need a fix!" says Loral frantically.

"Too damn bad!"

Loral walks away in fury.

Loral Michaelson is a 24 year who lives in New York, New York. She grew up in Philidophia, Pennsylvania. Loral moved to New York because she got the job as the assistant to the editor of Vogue magazine. She love her job very much and she was god at it. Loral was a smart, optomistic, hard-working girl with a courageous personality. Everyone loved her for it.

To everyone, Loral was living the sweet life. But up until about 3 years ago her addiction to cocaine started to take over. She has been an on and off user since she was 17 but after she left for New York she thought that she ahd kicked the habit for good. Until the pressure of her work and new life started to get to her. Stress was overwhelming and she couldn't handle it. Ever since she started usng again her life has ben slowly fading away... it wasn't until this day, that she would be saved...

Lying on the muddy sidewalk with the rain pouring down, Loral lays there barely breathing. And while laying there she sees one of her old buddies, Reed Brooks, from the NA meetings she used to go to.

"Reed?" Loral says with few breaths left.

"Loral?! Is that you?!" Reed says extremely suprised. "You dont look too good. I'm gonna have to take you to the hospital!" He picks he up and carries her to his car. "It'll be okay." He says softly.

A few hours later in the hosptal Loral is lying in her bed an when she waked up she sees Reed sitting in the chair next to her. "Reed?"

"I thought you had a ful recovery? i thought you were done using?" Reed says with the most serious look in his eyes.

"I thought so too...but here I am." Says Loral.

"Weren't the meetings working?" Says Reed.

"Yeah... and so was the therapy.. but the stress and cravings were too much and then it just tok over." Loral never felt so down on herself.

"That's what addiction does to you Loral... but you're not supposed to give in. Plus you do realize that you have more to life than this don't you?! Your family, your friends... they all love you. You can't just give up... you have to put up a fight and get through all of this. I know it'll be hard but you have soo many people who love you and soo much to live for... we'll all help you along the way."

Loral starts to cry.

"Loral..." Reed reaches over, grabs her hand, and looks her straight in the eye. "WE can do this, we can fight it together. Side by side. Hand in hand. I'm here for you."

Loral stairs at Reed for a moment. "Thank you."

"Hey.. what are friends for."

Loral smiles.

"Ya know your family flew up here and they're waiting to see you. Want me to go get them?" Reed says.

"Yeah. I guess I have some explaining to do."

Reed walks towards the door.

"Reed.."

"Yes Loral"

"You saved me"

Reed smiles. "Well now you have the opportunity to say someone else."

Over the next year Reed worked with Loral on her addiction problems. They went to meetings together, to therapy together, they even became roomates so they could keep a close on one another. And so far it's all been working. Loral has stayed clean for about a year now and it back working at Vogue. She finally got her life back and hopefully one day she can be a savior to someone...

One year later...

"How'd you stop?"

"I didn't"

"What stop you then?"

"Loral...she save my life."

characters

*LORAL MICHEALSON* age: 21

Loral ahs light brown eyes, dark grungy-looking hair, and very brushy eyebrows. Shes 5'7'' and weighs about 160 lbs. She wears big red square shaped glasses, that never match her outfits. She always wears pokadot shirts under her random bright colored vests. On top of all these desasterous outfits, she has big bulky braces.

Beyond th fact that she has absolutely no taste in clothes, Loral has a very up-beat attitude. She's always in a perky mood.. i guess it goes with her nack to always want to make people smile :) Her personality overcomes the fact that she has no fashion sense, so normally people just ignore what she's wearing. Loral doesn't really care what people think about her, so he just goes on with her happy joyful life.

*REED BROOKS* age: 17

Reed has always been a handsome young man. With his ravishing light blue eyes and his nice smooth brown hair, he's got all the girls coming after him. Not that they could ever reach him considering he was about 6'5''. It was kind of ironic though because his Mom was 5'0 and his Dad was only 5'7''.

Reed wasn't a big peron on fashion either. He wears long/tall t-shirts of all colors with sweatpants or bball shirts. He rarely wears jeas though... he never finds any that fit.

He was also a very mellow person. I mean at points he had his mood swings but overall he didn't care too much for the drama. That's probably what ade him so popular and good with the ladies.

"The Repeat Cheat"

Did you hear what Jeremy Did?!

What.

Cheated!

Again?!

Yep!

Why?

He wanted something bette! Duh!

He always does this!

I know! It's sad.

Why can't he just stick with what he's got?!

Rays shrugs

His girlfriend is gonna be DEVASTATED!

Girlfriend? He cheated off my test and got a better grade!

The Reality of a Teenager
Claira Shultz has had a most complicated life... her older brother, the only real friend she has, left for college, her parents got a divorce last year, her mom has a new boyfriend, and on top of all of that she caught her boyfriend sleeping with her one and only best friend Miley.
CLAIRA
[slamming the door shut as she walks in from school]
Aaaahhhhgggg! I hate my life!
CHARLIE
Vroom! Vroom!
Claira’s little brother charlie comes speeding down the hallway in his toy race car.
CLAIRA
[charlie runs into claira]
OWWWWW!
CHARLIE
Sorry, I didn’t mean to, I-
CLARIA
Just shut up and leave me alone!
Claira stomps down the hallway to her room.
FREDDIE
[coming out of the office]
Hey, what’s goin’ on?
CHARLIE
[still pretending to be a race car]
Vroom! Claira’s angry. Ernest (claira’s boyfriend) probably was stupid to her.
Freddie (Claira’s older brother) walks down the hall towards Clairas’ room and as he gets closer he hears Claira yelling.


CLAIRA
[shouting into the phone]
You stupid slut! What makes you think I’m going to forgive you?! I caught you sleeping with my boyfriend you freak! All I know is that this is a lesson well learned... "best friend" is just a 10 letter word for "lying skank!"
Claira slams the phone on the hook as Freddie walks in.
FREDDIE
Hey, what’s been goin’ on with you today? Actually what’s been goin’ on with yo lately cause you’ve been like this since Saturday...
CLAIRA
She slept with him! That stupid ho slept with Ernest!
FREDDIE
[trying to be funny]
Who’s ho?
CLAIRA
[breathing heavily]
You know what I mean...(pause) and Miley’s the ho.
FREDDIE
[laughing]
Well if she’s a "ho" then isn’t Ernest one too?!
CLAIRA
Yeah I guess...(pause) aaggghhh! My life just sucks.
FREDDIE
Hey, every teenagers life sucks.
CLAIRA
So?!

FREDDIE
Sooo... I know where you’re coming from.


CLAIRA
No you don’t! You have a perfect life! You’re good-looking, smart, and you had two parents growing up. I had to go through that AWFUL divorce, my grades suck, and on top of that I just got my heart broken!
FREDDIE
Oh come on we’ve-
CLAIRA
I know it may sound crazy, Freddie... but I just feel absolutely alone.
FREDDIE
What are you talking about? I’m always gonna be here for you... well, only for the next couple of hours... but I’m always a phone call away.
[Claira giggles and smiles]
FREDDIE
Awww... there’s that pretty smile I’ve been waiting to see.
[Freddie hugs Claira]
FREDDIE
So have you talked to Ernest yet?
[Clairas’ phone rings and plays "I’m bringin’ sexy back"]
CLAIRA
[Claira stares at her phone ready to burst out in tears]
It’s him.
FREDDIE
Him who?
CLAIRA
Ernest. What do I say?
FREDDIE
I can’t tell you what to say... that’s something you need to figure out on your own. But I can tell you be strong and make sure to get everything out.
[ Freddie walks out of Clairas’ room]
CLAIRA
[picks up the phone]
Hello?
ERNEST
Hey Claira. How are you?
CLAIRA
I’ll live. And you?
ERNEST
[depressed]
I feel like a piece of crap...
CLAIRA
You should.
ERNEST
I know. I feel horrible about what I did and I’m REALLY sorry.
CLAIRA
You should be.
ERNEST
I just got really caught up in the moment... and... and... you know... stuff happened. Can you please find it in your heart to forgive me?
CLAIRA
Well here’s the thing... my heart got ripped out, stomped on, torn apart, thrown down the garbage disposal, went down the drain to the sowers, where alligators ate what was left of it. So, I really don’t think I could find ANYTHING in my heart right now, especially forgiveness.
ERNEST
Jeeze Claira. I said I was sorry...
CLAIRA
Sorry can’t fix my heart.
ERNEST
I still love you though... and I still wanna be with you.
CLAIRA
Well then you shouldn’t have did what you did because I don’t think I can ever trust you again.
ERNEST
What do you mean?
CLAIRA
It’s over.
ERNEST
I’m soo sorry Claira! I wish I wasn’t so stupid! I love you sooooo much! I can’t live with out you.. But I hope you find someone who treats you better than I did...[Ernest takes a deep breathe realizing he would never get her back..] Bye Claira...(pause) i love you.

[ Claira hangs up the phone]

CLAIRA
I love you too.
[Claira walks out of the room and gives Freddie a big hug]
FREDDIE
See it wasn’t sooo bad... at least you’re not crying anymore.
CLAIRA
[still holding Freddie tightly]
Thank you.
[Charlie comes walking in from outside]
FREDDIE
Hey, where’s your race car?

CHARLIE
It went swimming.
FREDDIE
[confused]
Swimming?
CHARLIE
Yeahhh... I was pretending there was an explosion behind me, so I had to leap out of my car... butttt... I guess I didn’t think it through because my car kept going straight into the pool. So now im pretending it’s a ship at the bottom of the ocean.
[Claira and Freddie laughed]
FREDDIE
I guess I’m going to have to retrieve your "car/ship" for you huh?
CHARLIE
[with a big smile on his face]
Yes, please.
[Freddie goes outside to get Charlie’s car. Meanwhile Claira starts making dinner. When she’s finished everyone sits down at the dinner table ready to eat. (About 3 hours has pasted).]
CHARLIE
I’m soooooooooo HUNGRY! Why would you make something that took like two and a half hours to make?!?!?
CLAIRA
[giggles]
I wanted it to be perfect.
FREDDIE
Well it’s very tasty but where’s Mom?
CLAIRA
Out with her new boyfriend.
FREDDIE
Does she miss dinner a lot?
CLAIRA
She misses a lot of things. She’s not really around that much anymore.
FREDDIE
You should talk to her about that.
CLAIRA
Ehh... all she does is tweak...(pause) most of the time it’s about Dad...
FREDDIE
Hey, well at least you can have parties all the time and get away with it!
[Claira and Charlie laugh]
The phone rings and Claira answers it.
CLAIRA
[still giggling]
Hello?
It’s Ernests’ father, Mr. Peltro.
MR. PELTRO
May I speak to Claira Shultz?
CLAIRA
This is...
MR. PELTRO
[depressed, weeping]
Claira I think you should know Ernest was in a car accident and-
CLAIRA
Is he okay?! What happened?!
MR. PELTRO
Well he was drinking and he crashed into a tree and-
CLAIRA
Well is he okay?!?!

MR. PELTRO
[starts to cry]
He hit the tree with a head on collision and... (as Mr. Peltro describes the accident claira thinks to her self...)
CLAIRA

(voice over)
"Please God tell me he didn’t die. I love him and I didn’t even get to tell him I DO forgive him. Oh God... PLEASE God!"
MR. PELTRO
[unsure if Claira is still listening]
...Claira ?
CLAIRA
[tears at the tips of her eye lashes]
Yes...
MR. PELTRO
He didn’t make it...
CLAIRA
[bursts out screaming and crying all at once]
NOOOO! He could’ve! I love him! We were supposed to grow old together! And be happy!
MR. PELTRO
[depressed by her out burst]
I’m sorry Claira... but-
[Claira hangs up the phone and runs into her room. A few minutes later Freddie walks in...]
FREDDIE
Hey, why did you run off like that?
[Claira looks at him with constant tears running down her cheeks]
CLAIRA
He’s dead.

Claira starts to explain to Freddie what happened. As they were talking the doorbell rings. Freddie answers it... it’s Mr. Peltro.. Ernests’ father.
FREDDIE
Hello Mr. Peltro. I just heard about your son and I’m very sorry about your loss.
MR PELTRO
Thank you for that, but I didn’t get to tell Claira that Ernest left this note with her name on it and I just thought I should bring it over... my wife and I didn’t read it with thought it might be something personal between them..
FREDDIE
Well she is kind of distraught right now, so it might be best if I give it to her.

Mr. Peltro hands the note to Freddie and walks away with a single tear going down his right cheek. Freddie walks into Claira’s room and gives her the note.
FREDDIE
It’s from Ernest.
[ Claira yanks it from Freddies hand]
CLAIRA
I need to be alone for a minute.
FREDDIE
Okay. But I’ll be right outside the door.
[Claira opens the note and begins to read...]
" Dear Claira,
I can’t even begin to describe how much I love you. You have always been the one for me. I made the mistake of taking you for granted and I shouldn’t have. I sat here thinking after I was done talking to you... ‘how am I going to live without you?’ and I realized that I can’t. To be honest... I don’t want to.
Claira. You are my Juliet and I am your Romeo. If I can’t live with you... then I guess I won’t live...
I will love you forever
Love,
Ernest"
[Freddie walks in]
FREDDIE
Are you okay?
CLAIRA
[with one single tear running down her right cheek]
He killed himself because of me...