By: Luz Maria Juarez Coconi
Content Introduction: ....................................................................................................................................... 2 Friends For Life (1ST Poem) .................................................................................................................. 3 By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi ............................................................................................................. 3 Tuesday September 19th 2017 (Diary entry) ....................................................................................... 4 by Luz Maria Juarez Coconi ............................................................................................................. 5 Being Friends Means To Be Family (Six Word Memoir) ...................................................................... 6 By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi ............................................................................................................. 6 Life in the zoo (Acrostic) ...................................................................................................................... 7 By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi ............................................................................................................. 7 THE ORDER OF THE DRAGON(Short Story)by Luz Maria Juarez ......................................................... 8 I’m grateful for …. (2nd Poem) ........................................................................................................... 15 By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi ........................................................................................................... 15
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Introduction: Dear reader that is interested in this amazing digital magazine, as you can see was created by me, a student of the Instituto Mexicano Madero for the class of “Introduction to Literature” during my first semester of High school. In this magazine you can find some of my writings for example a short story, poems, six Word memoir and others, I wasn’t hard to do it but for doing this kind of writing you have to be creative and have imagination. The writing that I enjoyed the most to do was the six word memoir because in it I express who are my closest Friends who are like my family because in every moment I got in trouble they always support me. One of the most difficult challenges was to write the short story because it was too long, 5 pages and you have to develop the story. Also the acrostic because I have to look for words that start with letters of my name. People should read my magazine because there is a variety of interesting writings. By reading this magazine people can have a great time reading a thriller story, love poem, an unforgettable diary entry and more you will enjoy it. So don’t waste your time and start reading!
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Friends For Life By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi Friendship is one of life's greatest treasures Being friends is about Sharing our lives with others Friends that are loyal are always there To make you laugh when you are down
Help you to get through the darkest days Friends show that love in so many ways Being Friends is about Spending a lot of time together and I enjoy every moment
If one day we fight I will always struggle for my Friends If for any reason we separated I will always search for you No matter if I have to travel to the other part of the world There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you
This kind of Friends can be hard to find, but they offer a friendship that will last a lifetime
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Diary entry
Tuesday September 19th 2017 Dear Diary, Today there were a lot of stories to tell, today many people life changed as well as mine. Today as every day I went to the school, everything was good, I did my exam of Reading and writing workshop, I was very worried because in the exam I was very nervous and I couldn’t finished my exam correctly, later at 10 o’clock in the morning we made a drill for commemorate the day of the earthquake of 32 years ago that affected the city of Mexico and many people died. We returned to our respective classrooms and continue with our normal Schedule, hours later, we had recess of 10 min and we had class of literature, we were in the week to present our projects and some of my classmates had to expose their short stories, we finished hearing our classmates when the teacher said that we were going to pass to another activity, I stood up of my chair and I was trying to tell something to a classmate when I felt that someone pushed me back, one of my friends shouted “is shaking!” in that moment everyone went out, shouting, running, and scared about the earthquake, the sysmic alarm didn’t sound after 10 seconds. In the moment I went out, I saw my surroundings and everything moved from side to side, the lamp post, the junior high school building and, the high school building I thought the building could felt down in any moment and I started thinking in my
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friends because they are in the last floor, when I saw all my friends with wellness, I hugged them very strong because I thought that in any moment I could lose them or something could happen to them. I realized that I left my phone in the classroom, so I couldn’t communicate with anyone for ask them if they were okay, I worried for my family, so my cousin looked for me and we tried to communicate with our family, after a while my mom looked for us in the school and she hugged me she was afraid she told us what she felt and what happen in the place where I live. While we were on our way home, we were hearing the news and they said that the earthquake was of a magnitude of 7.1 the epicenter was in Puebla, also we noticed that many churches were damaged, and some ancient houses felt down. Got into social networks and watched videos, photos, news, of what the earthquake affected us and in other cities only put me more sensible to think, what would have happened if I were there, but also made me happy to saw how Mexicans are strong, united and never give up. This will be an experience that changed my life and the way to see the things, I will never forget.
by Luz Maria Juarez Coconi
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Being Friends Means To Be Family By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi
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Life in the zoo By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi
Life is difficult when you are Under the demanding Zoo’s rules
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Instituto Mexicano Madero
By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi 1° D
THE ORDER OF THE DRAGON By the moment I entered to my house I noticed that everything was extremely dark and in really deep silence, the only thing I could see was that light, that terrifying light at the end of the hall and this mysterious shadow, so when I entered to the room, I couldn't believe that my mom was dead‌ I was alone in my house so my first reaction was to call an ambulance and the police, the first thing I did was to help her, after many exhaustive tries to save her, the reality reached me, she was dead and there was nothing I could do, that was something that will take me time to assimilate. That night I lived the longest and most shocking night of my life. When the cops arrived, I take them directly to where my mom was, they closed the area and took me away from her, by the time I was walking to the door, in my head appeared all the beautiful moments I had with her, and was in that moment when I began collapsing and started crying, then my brother entered to the house with a very scared face, he was astonished when he saw my face, I tried to explain him, but for me was impossible because each time I pronounced a word, several tears fell from my green eyes, I just had enough force to point to the end of the hall, for me the scene was terrible, but for my brother was devastating, his shiny skin became as white as a ghost; the rest of the night was a series of flashes in my head, after my brother entered the cops called our family, the neighbors were out the house asking many questions, then I looked around and observed the whole scene, and something trapped my attention, it was a really unusual shadow, definitely was someone that I had never seen, that moment was so fast that I couldn't identify that person. All the night I hugged my brother, in that time I felt that hugging him was like holding the only real thing in my life, an hour later I just felt an arm pulling us out of the house, I shouted desperately, then my eyes were closed and I felt asleep. Then next day everything felt weird, there was something missing in my life, I felt like a big hole inside me and nothing could fill it. I was on my uncle's house, personally I never liked that place but always I have thought it was really mysterious, I enter to the dining room and my uncles didn't know what to say, I returned to the room where I was staying and in the hall I saw a weird symbol of a dragon, but in that moment anything could stop my sadness.
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After a couple of hours I realized that I haven't seen my brother since last night, but I said to myself that maybe this was a normal behavior for him I didn’t blame him, yesterday was very tough night for both of us, maybe he was just trying to escape from our sad reality, but I was expecting we will be together so both could share our pain and support mutually. My uncle's house was kind of big, so I started walking until I almost felt down, I was really sad, last night was a night I will never forget, all the events were stuck in my mind, so I think that fresh air was not helping me and I decided to return to that mysterious house so I could rest, and try to forget all the bad things that had happened, when I was entering to the house I heard a loud knocking, and like anybody appeared I decided to open the door, and then I heard my uncle's steps, he was getting closer very fast, so I hid behind the armchair; when my uncle opened the door, a police officer appeared, he was Dave Smith, he was in charge of the death’s investigations. Smith was the first one to talk: -I’m sorry Stephan, after all the research we did, we concluded that Mrs. Cadwell, killed herself, we didn’t find the suicide weapon, but we can affirmed it was a suicide because of her body marks, she hadn’t any. -Oh thank you, I think this will be a helpful release for my relatives. I hope you could come to Marion's funeral, I think she will be glad to see all her close friends and relatives. -I will try to go, and again, I am sorry. Then he closed the door, and walked through the hall, and for me everything turned into a complete darkness, I began crying, I couldn't believed that my mom killed herself, it was not possible. So I ran to my room, and tried to join everything, but nothing fits, at least not for me. I tried to sleep but I couldn’t achieve it because my mom's funeral will be almost in 10 hours. The last thing I heard before sleeping was my brother entering into the room. Is an undescriptible feeling, dressing up for my mom's funeral, I didn’t have enough time to make a suitcase, so my aunt lent me a dress, but it was too big for a thin 18 year old girl like me, I find a way to fold the dress for it to fit me, my aunt suddenly enter to the room asking if I was ready, but she stop and said: -You're exactly like your m.. The word stayed in her mouth and she went out of the room with a tear in her eye, she just said: -Hurry up please, we are late.
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I looked into the mirror and realized that my aunt was right, I looked pretty similar to my mom, the same long brown hair, the bright green eyes, the pink cheeks, and we both were caustic, both have a reasonable height, one of the difference was that I had a small spot next to my red lips, my red lips were thanks to all the lipstick that I used, that was another difference that I had with my mom, my grandma approached to me and said: - If you need something, I’ll be there for you Ella… Ella, only mom used to tell me like that, because my full name is Daniela, it was strange, but definitely I felt some support almost as if I had my mom next to me. -Thanks grandma- I replied. Then my brother and I went for a walk, we needed to get distracted and by the time we came back, the only ones left were our aunt and uncle, they had a face of desperation, in fact it was very obvious that they wanted to leave as soon as possible. When we arrived to my uncle's house it was late, well the sun was hiding and the sky had three different types of blue and orange, we had an amazing view,it was almost like the ones that my family used to watch together in the park that was in front of our department. I had the feeling that anything was right, so I decided to investigate by my own. The first thing was to return to my house, I didn’t have any better idea. I left my uncle’s house and immediately took the first bus to Middle Lake were my house was. By the time I looked at my town my green eyes start crying. The road was horrible I felt bad and uncomfortable. When I arrived to my building I felt even worst. I ran up the stairs and opened the door of my house, everything was extremely clean, and it smells exactly as the soap my mom used to clean the floor. It was hard for me to walk to the place where “the suicide” happened but by the time I walked into the place a small shiny object dazzled me. I picked it up from the floor and I realized that it was a ring, but it was different from a normal one. It had a small dragon with two emerald eyes holding a small red flag, and then a flashback came to my mind it was the same symbol as the one I saw in my uncle’s house, I didn’t found any relation between this.
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Everything in my mind was messed up, I was trying to connect the ring with everything else but I couldn’t. In the walk back to my uncle’s house I was very thoughtful, I felt bad and honestly, the only thing I wanted was a hug from my mom. When I arrived into the house I wanted to tell my brother what I found, but when I was going to tell him, I look at his neck and he has the same ring that I found, the only thing different was that he use it as a necklace. I was shocked. -It’s everything okay?, Ella -he said. -Yeah, yeah, it’s because you know that is difficult that mom is not here anymore -I said. He put a serious face and when I hug him, he didn’t hug me back, something wasn’t right. I was extremely hungry so I decided to eat, I walked into the kitchen were my uncle was, he looked tired and old, I didn't say anything; I took my cellphone from my bag but I didn't realize that the ring fell to the floor, rolling up to my uncle’s shoes, it was easy to appreciate that he was astonished and then he claimed. -Did you took that from my office? -No.... -So where did you find that? You little thief. -I told you that I didn't steal it, it was... And I stop to think in an excuse, because I started to suspect from my uncle -Outside of your yard. My uncle's face turn weird and his skin color became pale, he knew that I was lying, but I understand that he was hiding something, so he stopped asking me about the ring, after the dinner he run quickly to his office and whip the door. I was on my room with many questions in my head like, why the ring was on my house?, why my brother has the same ring?, why my mom should have reasons for committing suicide?, what was my uncle hiding and the most important, why all this things were happening to me?, I wasn't ready to face this situations this were the last things I thought before I went to sleep. The next day I decided to look for more clues, I returned to the building where I used to live, in the way I was asking to myself, where my brother could be; I arrived and started knocking my neighbors' doors, some of them did not open, but for the
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ones who did my one and only question was:" Did you hear something weird or unusual the 2nd of July in my apartment at night?" And most of them only told me that they heard a deep discussion, screams and then silence; they thought that we were rehearsing for every year's play of the 4rth of July, so they thought it was normal until the police arrived. Every Time I thought about it, the things had less sense, I needed more information, so my first option was the police station. It wasn't really late, so I took the first bus to the Station. Fortunately the only available cop was Mr. Smith, I took courage and walked slowly to where he was: -Hi Mr. Smith, how are you?-I said in the most gentle way that I could. -I am okay, but here the most important question is how are you?- he said in a calm way, he added- I suppose that you are having a very hard time ,isn't it ? -Yes, it has been difficult, but I have some questions that only you can answer-I said. -I am not allowed to give you any kind of information, but the only thing I can tell you is that if you keep searching for the guilty you will get hurt, this is my job not yours, so keep on your business and let me alone -he said in the most rude tone I have ever heard. l left the police station feeling bad, but then a crazy idea came to my mind, it was a little late, and probably they would close the Station in 15 minutes, most of the policemen weren't there anymore, so I had 15 minutes to investigate by my own, I was pretty sure that they had the case in a special file. I went to the back of the Station, there were a lot of windows, maybe if I broke one, I could enter without any problem but it was easier to them take advantage of my mistake, I walked to the closest door and with a pin, I tried to open the door, after a few minutes there the door was opened. After I entered into the police station, I looked for Smith's office, I was nervous, but then I found it, by my surprise it wasn't locked, I run inside it, I opened one of the drawers, he had the files in alphabetical order, I searched it as fast as I could, when I saw Marion Caldwell´s Case I took it and left the building stealthily. When I arrived home it was extremely late, I get into the house in silence, I went upstairs but I tried to get into the room soundlessly. Once there I was ready, I had everything to know the true, I opened the file, the first thing that I saw were pictures of the crime scene, I was crying when I read the document, every time that I read more I discovered that she hadn't committed suicide, the report said that the
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specialists found a bullet in her body, the body had signs of a previous struggle, but ...Who had reasons to kill my mother? I tried to sleep, it was impossible, I went out of bed to watch the stars, from my room I could see the garden and the neighbor’s house, it was a beautiful night but then I saw a shadow in the garden, who was that man?, he was digging, the moonlight allowed to me to see his face, it was my uncle. At the next morning I woke up earlier than everybody else in the house, I remembered what I saw last night, I went to the garden, my uncle tried to hide something, I dug a hole in the same place until I found something hard, this couldn't be possible, it was a gun, it was the murder weapon, well it looked exactly as the one described in my mom’s file; I couldn’t believe what I had in my hands, maybe this was the clue to solve this murder, so I wrap the gun with my orange dress and called my brother, I was sure that if I show it to him, he would knew what to do, I was nervous, I didn’t knew what to say, I was waiting to hear his voice, but the only sound I hear was the bip from his answer machine, I hate my recorded voice that is why I left a short message: Hey Joe, I have something to tell you, it is very important, can we meet in the downtown’s Sugar coffee at 3 o’clock? See you there. By the time I hung the phone, it was already 2 o’clock, so I had enough time to join all the clues I had. At 2:40 I grabbed a bag and put the gun inside, then I left my uncle’s house and took the bus, I arrived early, because the house was close to the downtown. I sat, ordered a cup of coffee and a biscuit while I waited for my brother. It was 3:30 and my brother hadn’t arrived, I started to feel nervous, but then, I saw him, he was walking extremely fast, then he sat too, I noticed that when he sat down he was unusually tired. I took the gun out, and showed to my brother, he had a very strange face, his blue eyes turned into a darker blue, and he started biting his lip, he only did that when he tried to find out something, and the first thing he said after 10 minutes of exhaustive thinking was: -Where did you get that? -I found it in the backyard, our uncle was hiding it- then I asked- Why would he hid it? I think it is legal to have a gun, well, only if you use it for self-defense. -Do you think he killed mom? -Maybe, I'm not sure- I answered- but I don’t understand why he did it, I also don’t understand why you and my uncle have the same ring, it has a strange symbol, I didn’t knew you like that kind of symbols stuff... -It was a gift- he answered very fast, so fast that I couldn't finish my sentence.
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His eyes turned a little bit red, almost if he wanted to cry, I'll be honest, I wanted to cry too, we were remembering the worst thing that had happened to us, after a tear run out of my eye I stopped talking, he approached to me and hugged me, and I felt really safe, I felt in home, then we returned to his seat, and told me: -And if I did it- By the time he said that he started laughing. -You would never do something like that, I know you for almost 18 years. I’m sure he said that so I will laugh and forget just for a while the reason I was crying. Then he said: -I have to go- he gave me a weird smile- See you at home. He took his things and left the place, so I did the same and then I realized that he had forgotten his cell phone. I decided to go home, but I didn't have enough money for the bus so I walked home. It took me 15 minutes to arrive to my uncle’s house, and when I entered, I found a letter at the hall, it was on the floor so I picked up, it was for my brother, it had many symbols, and many phrases, but they weren’t in English, he might be studying Latin I said to myself fortunately I had previous knowledge of Latin, and the only things I could understand were Thanks to your commitment you have been accepted, welcome to our organization and then I turned it, I wanted to see the back of the letter, I was very surprised, that letter had the same dragon that my brother and my uncle had. Determined I looked for my uncle in the whole house, I didn’t find him, until I heard a heated discussion on the forbidden room, I barely opened the door, and the ones who were talking were my brother and my uncle. I heard just few things. -I think she is suspecting- said my uncle -That is not possible, I did what was necessary I entered into the room, and everything became a deep silence, I couldn't believe what I heard, it was impossible, there must be another reason; some minutes passed, and then my brother turned his head and looked at me directly to the eyes, both of us were crying; he gave me “the look”, was that look of fear and disappointment and after connecting all the pieces I finally knew who killed my mother.
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I’m grateful for …. By Luz Maria Juarez Coconi Be grateful for every day you live I’m grateful for having a beautiful family I’m grateful for having a house I’m grateful for having something to eat I’m grateful for going to school, to be studying I’m grateful for having great friends I’m grateful for be healthy I’m grateful for every challenge I have Because I know that I can achieve whatever Is in my path to be successful.
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“I HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL YOU, AND NOWHERE TO BEGIN” - J.D Salinger.
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