SOL

The pencil glides across the paper. The world starts to get fuzzy, the only thing that I can see is a shape starting to take a form on my piece of paper. I can’t think about anything right now. I’m zoned out. The pencil seems like it has a mind of its own. I’m not thinking. The world seems like nothing. All of existence is gone. Leaving just me and this piece of paper. Me this piece of paper, and a face of some dude. All of that, for just a face of one dude on a piece of paper. How lame is that. I sat there staring at my fail. I just sat and watched it. Saying over and over again in my head: ‘a face of one dude’. Wow.

“Max time for dinner,” my brother said.

“Ok,” I said.

Slice of life # 6,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (it feels like)

"Here's the snap." "Long hail mary to the far left corner!" "Caught." "Touchdown Denver Broncos." "The Broncos are going to AFC championship."
"Yeah and they don't have to go far, it's gonna be right here."
"YES!" I yelled.
"Awww man," said James. "At least it was a quick death," I looked over and saw him smiling.
"It's just a silly game," I said.
"Not really."
"Yeah your right," I sat down to watch the commercials.
"Hey, you wanna play lazer tag?" He asked.
"Im good," I said as I immersed into the TV. I don't have a TV at my house so whenever I get a chance to watch I always take it. But whenever I tell anyone that I don't have a TV they say that it's good for me. I have always agreed with them. I mean it's just lights inside of a big box that is just plugged into the wall. It makes brain cells take up more energy so it basically makes your brains run out of every whole in your body. It doesn't make you think, and you also never really remember anything that you learn from TV. It's also addicting and I don't want to get addicted.
"Actually, sure," I said. I'll play lazer tag."

Slice of Life over Break

          The warm and cold sensation of the ice cream crepe, chocolate all over my face as I walk down the endless busy streets of New York City. First into a bookstore, then into a cafe. then into a grocery store, and finally my favorite, into FAO swartz.
          There are even more people in this toy store. The sea of people and the varying heights being the waves. The only advantage that I had was being small. Everyone else seemed like they were seven foot basketball players getting late Christmas presents for their kids. I swam under the waves and occasionally getting a breath to look for my siblings or to look at the merchandise around me.
         I made my way over to the magic booth where I picked up a few tricks before everyone came to see the guy that looked like a cheesy palace guard preform. I was happy when I got back onto the subway, and when I got back to where we were staying, I thought to myself, ' its good to be alive for another day'. I ran up the three flights of stairs, plopped down onto the couch and watched NETFLIX or lights in a box as my dad calls it.