Ethereal One

This kid kinda slept/daydreamed his way through the first semester but has lately taken more of an interest. Or not. This is called Mystery. (Pretty creative titling, no?)

It's a special place! There's nothing. Stepping on to here, all come to a full stop. Everything is nonsense. Time? No. I don't know when I wake up. I just can't see little by little. My thought turn slow, more slow, then still. My soul seems to disappear. There is not any mood that stay here. Then I fall asleep. Maybe it's just a dream. But it has shown up in my life for a long time. It disturbs my learning. No one can help me.

Disaster

My classmate Leo is a male prostitute. He always does work after school. He met a man in front of a park which is next to his house. He had to do something with the man because he needed much money for his life. After the work he was happy and he made the man happy, too. I think he has to work hard for his age. I hope him careful if he does this work. He is the friend who I don't want to lose.

Student Stories

Last week I had some Senior High students prepare some stories for me for presentation. I'm gonna publish some of them here not cause they're amazing or anything, just cause they're, well, odd and they kinda cracked me up. They had to base their stories around one of five events - a disaster, an emergency, a lucky break, a triumph or a mystery.

This one's titled Bathroom Mystery:

One day at midnight when I sleep in my bed, I feel stomachache then I wake up and go to the bathroom. When I open the door suddenly something strange happened. I saw a man making the cake in my bathroom. Wow that was so cool and the the man say "Hello" to me and ask me "Do you want to eat" then I say "Yes" then we eat together. That was a good day.