Some Thoughts Magazine By: Valentina Cruz
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Table of content
Introduction .......................................................................................................................................2 Lost.....................................................................................................................................................3 The house of the bottom ...................................................................................................................4 Six-Word memoir ...............................................................................................................................9 Thank you .........................................................................................................................................10 Love poem ........................................................................................................................................11 She & He ..........................................................................................................................................12 Dear mother .....................................................................................................................................13 Epic Hero ..........................................................................................................................................14 Epic Hero Ilustration .........................................................................................................................15 Travel Writing: Journey to Canada ...................................................................................................16 Conclusion ........................................................................................................................................17
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Introduction
In this magazine you will see different writings made by my own. If you like horror stories, self-teem or a little sadness, this is for you, if you like horror, maybe you would like my favorite one that is the short story, named “The house of the Bottom� I like it the most because it talks about a horror story, I like to read and write those kind of histories, because I feel the emotion and suspense of what is happen with the main character, also with the people in the story. I like to create my own stories, it was funny and my head was full of ideas. Talking about the favorite one, also the most difficult to write was the short story too, because it was the largest of all, I need to create a good story with sense, named all characters, make the story follow a chronologic time and to not have grammatical mistakes. A reason why people should read this magazine is because the texts talks about love, friendship and self-teem. Some of the texts are my ideas, experiences and also what I know of other people that helps me in my way. So maybe people can talk about this later to recommend others like other options or ways. Hope you like it!
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Lost
Lost in my ideas. Lost in the idea of wanting something I don’t need I don’t really need it I can breathe without it I know I can really breathe but actually I need some encouragement Then I start to realize That… I don’t need something I need someone Yes I have that necessity Even if I deny it I know that I need it And that, is you
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The house of the bottom There was I, Casey, with a tragic thought, when I heard the story of the girl of an accident in a kitchen, I tried not to think about it, although I feared many things, my friend Jillian was attentive about my story, when I told her that the girl died because a carelessness of her parents, that after her death she appears to sacred in her house, and that it was necessary to share the chain so that she did not appear to you, Jillian said that it was a nonsense thing, that I have to forget it even if I shared that chain those things were not true, but I believed in that and I shared all the chains people send me, just in case, but Jillian would not let me share it, so I don’t send it back, it had already spent a week and it was still really scared, but that was the least thing and I started to forget it, I would go on vacation to a house outside the city, in a town, in less than a day and I was not ready for that, Jillian and me decided to spend the holidays together, but everything get damaged, Jillian change my mind that maybe it wasn´t the end of the world, that I need to be more optimistic, my father told me that they had bought that old house and that it needed to be remodeled, I thought that at least there are going to be things to do and that maybe the time could pass quickly, the next day I said goodbye to Jillian and in my car, while I was listening to music, I thing how the house could be, passing through many hills and green areas, it not looked so bad, there was more fresh air and maybe I would know more about a new place, but when we entered to the town, it was not what I imagined, it was very small and the town looked so empty, there was one house per block and surrounded by trees, as if it were a forest, every three blocks was the name of the street written in a stone, and when we reached the one that looked like the last stone, I get frightened, because the name said ¨no way out¨ and being me, a 4
little optimistic person and very frightened. I thought about a horror movie , I distrust, when we reached the end of the Street, it looked huge, big and a very old house, I wondered why my parents bought that house, I spent only 5 minutes and I wanted to g o back to the city, I started to see how the house was like, and out of kidding, it was like a horror movie, it didn’t serve the electricity, the walls were made of wood and in some parts they looked ugly, there was no internet, no telephone line, it was the most remote of all the houses and from all the town, my parents were going down the things of the van, when I heard a noise in the upstairs, it was as something rolled, I thought that if there were still things of people who had lived here before, but in fact the real question was, how that thing rolled so I decided to get upstairs, I saw a room and then another and in the third I found a marble, it was heavy, big and black, it was impossible for the wind to have moved it, I turned around and when I saw a mirror, I get frozen, in the mirror it was written with dust on top of it, that said ¨get out of here¨, I run downstairs and I said to my parents, they did not believe me, they told me that it was a mischief of someone and they continued to settle in the house, I did not dare to go up again, so I helped them finish getting things down, when we finish my mom and I decided to go and buy more things for the week, when we arrived at the center of the village there was only a mini supermarket, the few people that were there already seemed to know us, they looked at us a lot and I heard someone whispering "the house at the bottom" when I turned around I saw that it was a lady of about 50 years, talking to the cashier, both looked scared, when we went to pay what we had picked the cashier did not bother to watch us more, we left a bit confused, but we let it happen, maybe they 5
behaved this way out of simple curiosity to know who the new ones were in the village. We got home, ate dinner and I went to my new bedroom, fortunately it was not where the mirror was, but I still had to be careful, suddenly I was in the house but in the room while it started to burn in flames, I screamed at my parents, but there was no answer, I wanted to go out the front door but it was the one that was burning and I had to see if my parents were OK, I went up the stairs and went to the first room, they were not, the second, they were not too, I reached the third and enter, was the least burning, but they neither were there, I turned around and saw the mirror, was my reflection, I saw burned, dirty, but seeing me well was not me, seemed to be me but she was someone exactly like me, ยกbut it was not me!, and she saw me in a way I get scared, I shout and then I wake up, my heart beat very fast, I still feel the heat around me and I sweated, I thought it was just a nightmare, but I did not return to sleep, it was around 3 am and I had to wake up at 7 am to help in the house, I stayed all that time awake, until 7 am, I went down to breakfast and my parents were worried about me, I told them that I only needed to spend a moment outside, to meet the place, I left and I start walking, lost in my thoughts, until I saw that I no longer knew the way back, I hated myself for my lack of attention, in the distance I heard a noise that startled me, like steps breaking the dry leaves on the ground, I did not know if run, or wait to see if that person could help me, a boy came out from the trees, he looked like 14 years, two more than my age, brown hair, with very clear eyes, but he looked a bit clumsy, he stumbled over the bushes and he started to complained, I ran to help him and he gave me the thank you, his name was Alan, he knew I was the new girl in the town but I told him that I would only be in the holidays, he lived 5 blocks from my house, he also knew that I lived in the house of the bottom, but he told me that the house was haunted, I did not want to believe him, so I asked him how I could went back and he told me the way, I was 6
some angry, maybe he had been the one in the mirror joke, I came home and started to help. It happened 8 days and It was really as horror story, sometimes when I was alone, the electricity went back, the lights went on all over the house but it only lasted 5 minutes, I told my parents twice, and again they did not believe me, things changed places and I heard footsteps when I was down, even the marble I had found when we arrived had disappeared, I told my parents if they had grabbed it and they told me not they don’t even know what marble, so I gave it up for lost, and I listened like a girl crying, until I play to clean the roof, we went up and my father had to open it with a hook cause it was closed and we did not have the key, there were many old things, books, photos, boxes full of old toys, even a TV and a radio, I took a look at the whole roof and I saw in the distance the marble I had lost, I was very confused, I knew it was the same but if I told my parents they would tell me I was crazy, so I did not tell them anything, I kept cleaning, and when they went down I started to see the photos, the house seemed to have been from a couple, maybe a little older, in all the photos appeared only the two of them, until one of the photos appeared a girl and once again I feel scared, was very similar to me, black hair, almost black eyes, white, and thin, she looked like me in that photo, the girl seems like she had my age obviously in that time, but it was the only photo of her that was in the box, I save the photo and I told my parents that I should go for a walk, I left and I had no choice but to go and look for Alan, he sure knew what had passed there, I arrived at his house and he opened the door, he let me through , I told him what had happened the last few days, and he told me that I had to meet someone, he took me 7
upstairs and there was a lady of about 75 years, he asked her to tell Mildred's story, she hesitates for a moment but finally she told me what happened, I did not know what to say or think, I asked Alan to notify my parents, we ran to the house but when we arrived there was no one, we went in and searched the entire floor downstairs, I had to explain to them that house was not safe, that they had been cheated, that an accident had already happened and that the couple with their daughter had died about 60 years ago, that they did not want anyone to habit there, and that Mildred tried to tell us to go that nothing happened to us because she died there with an explosion in the kitchen and her parents suicide, we heard something outside and Alan went to see what happened while I went up to see if they were there, then it started to smell burned, I came down from the roof and I saw the floor in flames, it was already arriving at the stairs and the first two quarters, I run into the third one, when I turned around to look at the mirror I saw me already burnt and dirty then I gave it was not me, it was Mildred, she gave me an expression of sadness, I lacked air, I heard the shouts of Alan telling me that he had already asked for help, when I saw Mildred looking towards the window, it was small but I would pass through it, I look for something to break it, I took the chair that was next to my desk, I hit the mirror until I broke it, I had to jump, I heard a sharp voice that said "now" and I jump while the fire falls out the window, when I fell my leg hurts and I fainted, I wake up on a stretcher, I saw the house made flames, while the firemen finished putting it off my parents went next to me, and I heard them say that the thing that caused the accident were the old short circuits of the light, so it exploded, I knew that part was true but not all, I turned my head and in the distance I saw Mildred among the trees looking at me, I remembered the story of the chain, I don’t know if that happen because I did not share it or it was coincidence, then I closed my eyes.
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Six-Word memoir
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Thank you Thanks for everything Thanks because you Always are by my side You are my happiness And at the same time You are my sadness When you are away Just away from me I fell incomplete You here next to me Is something Relaxing Thank you for my laugh Thank you for the sadness Thank you for the happiness You mean the world to me I’ll be there for you too
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Love poem
Love is beautiful Love can hurt you Is not always for you Sometimes is not here Is an amazing feeling An amazing thinking It makes us smile Others makes us cry You can feel it In every part of you You feel happy Or you can feel sad It is always in us Some day some how You will fine someone That makes you feel All of that
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She & He (Play)
Nora is in love with a guy, but her best friend, Trisha, is in love with that boy too, they don’t know yet about that. Matt is the best friend of both girls, and he wants a real relationship with a special girl. Manu would like something with Trisha, but he knows she wants someone else, he don’t know who. Finally, Zoe and Thiago have a secret, one of them have a relationship that can’t be and the other one is no like it looks like. They are a group of very good friends, known as “the populars” in their school, but their friendship could change when their secrets come to light.
-Kaya Scodel as Nora: she is cute, a good friend, but negative. -Drew Roy as Matt: he is handsome, the gallant, athletic. -Ashley Benson as Trisha: beautiful, extravagant and persistent. -Hunter Parrish as Manu: very funny, smart, somewhat shy -Vanessa Hudgens as Zoe: pretty, friendly, and also she is doubtful -Jesse Williams as Thiago: the disastrous one, funny and hard to meet
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Dear mother
I want to tell you Dear mother You are everything And all I have The very good And beautiful Person You are Is all I want I have no words For everything you do For take care of me For give me all your love I see a very strong women With a beautiful heart I really want to tell you I love you with all of me
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Epic Hero My epic hero is a women, she was born in the year 49 B.C in Egypt. Her name is Artemis, she is the god of mystery. She was one of the daughters of Kaar (God of fury) and she was sent to killed the son of Heynat (God of wisdom) Akiva (God of water) because of the conflicts between their fathers, but when they first met in a fight, both fell in love with each other, so they start a romance in secret, but suddenly Kaar discovered it, and banished his daughter from his kingdom Kanasty, a very big island habited by evil gods where Kaar ruled. She became mortal, but she still had her powers. Powers: super strength, super reflexes, speed, and selfregeneration (body). Abilities: expert in hand-to-hand combat, different types of weapons such as spears and bow. Physical appearance: beautiful, blue eyes, black hair, good body and muscular
Her way of being: she was trained to not feel appreciated for almost anything, but in the deep she has a good heart.
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Epic Hero Ilustration
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Travel Writing: Journey to Canada Traveling is one of the things that I like the most and that I would like to do more often. Whether with our family, or with our friends, in both cases, is awesome and a great opportunity to meet places. But at the same time, is different, I think that going with friends in some cases is more fun. One of my best experiences, it was a great trip that I made to Canada, Toronto, it was a school trip with several kids from both campuses, Zavaleta and Toledo, we were around 25 young people, from 2nd of junior high school to 3rd of high school. Only 5 of those kids were my friends, but even that there were very cool moments. First, I had to travel from Puebla to the state of Mexico to board the plane, it left at approximately 1 pm, the trip from Mexico to Canada was made from 4 to 5 hours. When we arrived we went immediately to our hotels, we left the things in our respective rooms, and we went out to a fast food restaurant. We finished dinner and we returned to our rooms, where I stayed with two girls who later became my friends. We rested and we had to get up at 7 am the next day so that at 9 we can be ready in the meeting point. From there we went for a short time in the streets of Toronto and arrived to a place, everything I saw seemed very nice. We arrived at our destination which was a very large and large museum, in that place there were several old and recent things from Canada, not only from the state where we stayed, there are a lot of animals, paints, beautiful rocks, etc, from more other sides of the country. We finished seeing all of that and we went to eat, from there we went to a large shopping center and we continued visiting its beautiful streets. We had a 9-day itinerary, in which it was almost always to get up from 6 to 7 am to arrive on time at the library, where we had to gather and went to different places. We met many places like the Niagara Falls, shopping centers, museums, a game park of mechanics games called wonderland, its most beautiful beach, etc. I feel that doing all that was made with more freedom and relaxation because it was with friends and we were part of the time alone just from here to there. It was a very beautiful and unique experience, it was different from what I usually do and also in another country. I really loved Canada and I want to return some day. 16
Conclusion In fact, I think I'm not a good writer, but I do not consider myself the worst writer in the world, but I need to learn better how to make sense of the sentences I make, I need to make better the writings when I want to express myself or when I want to relate what I want to write, and with those ideas I need to be more creative. In this time that I have been writing different types of texts for Literature classes, it has been a good experience, because over the time I have learned and managed to develop me in a better way and besides that, I have learned more about writing and expressing what I feel or think in this writings, poems, experiences, etc. Writing some texts were funnier than others, for example, writing the short story was the most I liked because I got many ideas on how I could continue my story, also because I like horror stories and about that is how I wrote it. The ones that I liked the least were the poems because I'm not very good at rhyming, expressing what I believe and think, and also I’m bad in poetry. In resume, I just like to write some thoughts and even some feelings that come from inside me, either in a short story, a poem, in sentences of 6 words and in describing a person that would be very epic for me. My quote is:
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