Assignment # 13 Halloween Haiku

The Dark Has Fallen

Another year with horrer

Ding Dong Trick Or Treat

Assignment # 12: The Black Cat

People have always said that black cats are evil. Is it just a myth or is there some truth behind it, well that is just something that every individual has to experience. I have been thought to believe that myths are real. It might not be real in a common sense kind of way, but it is real. Why is a harmless creature said to be evil and only when the cat is black?

Hundred, hundred years ago lived an angry old lady. She was known in her village to cure diseases and help cure people that there was no cure. The only weird thing was that everybody that she cured died exactly two years later. So nobody would notice if it was the old lady or just normal death. In that loving village she was the only one that didn’t have any friends or really loved anybody. It was impossible to look directly look into her eyes. It was said to be the prettiest, but also the evilest eyes anybody had ever seen. No one in the village dared to talk to her unless they needed a cure.

This mysterious old lady had this really bad taste. She would always just wear black cloths and never took the time to look nice. The worst part of all, she loved seeing people in pain. One winter day a young girl came to her without any reason. She just wanted to learned a little about the mysterious old lady, but little did she knew the consequences of her stupidity. The old lady didn’t open the door all she said was “come in”. The little girl went inside and walked into spider webs. Getting a little scared she removed the spider web and walked very slowly waiting anxiously of what was awaiting her next. She walked into the first door to her right and saw the old lady tilting back and forth on her chair. The angry eyes of the old lady met the little girl’s eyes. They stared at each other for a minute than the lady said “what do you want?” the little girl stuttering now replayed “umm, umm, I just wanted to learn about you a little.” The old lady gave no response and the next thing you know the girl just falls down. The old lady brutally started to cut her up. First she cut out her eyes, than she started cutting every single finger. Than she put all the body parts together and lit it on fire.

Nobody ever heard of the girl or old lady ever again. But when they went to the old ladies house to investigate, they found the cut up body parts of the little girl and a black cat that looked perfectly fine lying dead besides her. The cat had the same exact eyes as the old lady.

Now you tell me if black cats are evil or if it is just a myth. The story lived on for many centuries. The weird part is that is it us humans that are evil and just trying to symbol it as black cats or are cats really evil. Well I will leave that up to you to decide.

Assignment # 11 The Concrete Rose

One windy day a baby boy was born in the back of the truck in a farm field in the middle of Chile. This was an unwanted baby. When born, the baby was named Jesus. This Baby was born in a family that had no money or food to feed him. When Jesus turned about seven he started working in the fields with his dad. They made just enough money to keep food on their table. But Jesus had big dreams of becoming a doctor which sounded impossible at the time. He loved education, but never really had the chance to go to school. On his tenth birthday his dad died and now surviving felt impossible.

Jesus and his mom decided to move to America so they can at least live a better life. They came to the land of opportunity with big hopes and dreams, but who knew about all the obstacles they were about to fight. It was around spring and time to go to the fields. Jesus had barley started school and was struggling with English and students bullying him at school. They called him many names not just because of his race but because he was a homosexual. This was nothing he imagined America would be like. He thought that they were accepting and caring, but they were none of that.

In a nation were Mexican values are low and even lower if they are a homosexual. Jesus strived towards his goals and tried to achieve them one by one. He started out by really doing well in school and right after that working in the fields with his mom. It still wasn’t enough for them to make a good living. Finally at the age of seventeen he graduated high school and was valedictorian. He was being offered so many scholarships from all around the nation. He and his mom moved to the great city of Philadelphia so Jesus can start his collage over there.

Well obstacles are things to overcome and there was nothing that can stop Jesus from fulfilling his dreams of becoming a doctor. From a little boy that was not wanted, working in the fields, his dad dying, being very poor , and getting bullied at school he was about to prove society wrong and achieve every and anything he had ever dream of.

So if that boy can do something that is almost impossible than why can’t a child at a better position do the same thing? There are times when you are going to face an obstacle like concrete for the flower, or bullying for Jesus, you just have to fight it and prove the whole world wrong so the next time that happens to another person or flower. They will have the courage to go against it. But before any of this can happen you have to believe in yourself and in miracles because anything is possible.

In around the early times humans thought that the planet was flat and that it was impossible to go to the moon. Look at it now, we are laughing at them because of their stupidity. I bet hundred years from now people will be laughing at us.

Assignment # 10: Bullying

Imagine a world that only judged you by the way you look and where you come from. Now imagine the people that did that to you were students that went to the same school as you. You had to face them every school day for all of high school. The sad part is that your teachers or principle wouldn’t do something about it. Well welcome to the world of bullying, racism, and hatred amongst the humankind. Welcome to the place we call home that might or is not even ours. I can still remember the old days when a man was judged by his personality not his race, ethnicity, sexuality, or gender. So why have people changed so much, is it the movies and media that make people think that being a homosexual or another race is a bad thing. If it is that than why are we allowing them to influence us in the wrong way? Right now is the time to step up and change as many things as possible, before it is too late.

Living in the planet earth for fifteen years is long enough for a young man to become an adult and gain enough knowledge to make the right decisions. Well although I have come a long way I am still not sure about how I have faced all the obstacles that I faced. The hardest obstacle for anybody to me is bullying. Since I have been in America I don’t think I have gone two days without somebody making a comment on my race. I was born in an Afghani family and have always wanted a good education, so that brought us to the United States of America where life was suppose to be better for me and my family, but who knew that it would get worse.

I can still remember 9/11 as if it was yesterday and I am pretty sure I will remember that tragedy for the rest of my life. Not because somebody I loved died in it, but that was the turning point and the start of racism. I open my eyes to another beautiful day and ready to go to school and on the way to school it could have been the worst day of my life. As I was walking to school very happy because it was my first day of middle school a group of kids that I knew from elementary came in front of me. There were four of them. They were all at least two hundred pounds or more. At first I thought they were just going to go past me. Then all of a sudden one of them trips me and a fall face first onto the pavement. I stayed down for a while and before you knew it they started to kick me. They kick me in every single part if my body from head to feet. I had my hands over my head trying to protect myself, but I guess that was not enough. From opening my eyes to a beautiful day I opened my eyes to sight of horror. Lost and very confused I tried moving but I couldn’t move any part of my body.

I toke a glance around me to see and ask for help, but nobody there to rescue me from the terror of bullying. I looked again and I saw an adult that kind of looked like a teacher. I screamed “help, help, help me please”, but in a fast response she replied “fuck you, you Afghani fuck! You deserve everything that is happening to you, because of you my son had to go to war.” The thought of somebody helping me had died and now I have noticed that nobody was going to help me. The guys were finally done and leaving me in pain. They walked away I to myself I thought that it was all over I at least didn’t die, but it wasn’t over. One of the guys turned back around and spit on me and suddenly I woke up. I heard “Samir, Samir, wake up baby. We are almost in America.” Feeling very excited that it was just a dream; I picked up a pencil and wrote about it.

The nightmare that I had is now happening to homosexuals. They are getting bullied and picked on just because they like the same sex which is just wrong. I never thought my nightmare would turn into reality, but it did. In this world everybody is selfish, but the real question is how far they are going to take it. Everybody needs to take a minute and think that it just doesn’t matter what you think it matters what everybody thinks. If a guy wants to like another guy than let it be instead of making life miserable for them.