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YOU ARE LOVELY ARIANNE GONZALEZ


INDEX

Introduction........................................................................ 3 Poem "let me be" by Arianne Gonzalez.............................. 4 Short story " Mysterious School" by Arianne Gonzalez .. 9 Memoir " I am still afraid of monsters" by Arianne......... 10 Poem " Im grateful" by Arianne Gonzalez........................ 11 Love Poem "love me" by Arianne Gonzalez...................... 12 Play Plot............................................................................... 13 Poem to my mom "She was" by Arianne Gonzalez............ 8 Epic Hero text....................................................................... 9

Epic Hero.............................................................................. 10

Travel Writting.................................................................... 11

Conclusion............................................................................ 12


Introduction My name is Arianne, i was born in april 18 2002 in Acapulco Gro. My family is formed by my mom, my dad and my sister, I also have to dogs. I am from Acapulco, Ive always lived their, except for the time i lived in new york. I love Acapulco, i think its so beautiful. A very important person for me is my sister because we do everything together, my best trips have been with her. I am a very shy but a the same time funny person, I have a passion for makeup and photography, since i was little my mom used to let me her camera to take pictures of our trips and special ocasions, taking pictures for me is so relaxing and fun and its better when i get to photograph new places that i visit. Believing in god its something that my mom has always though me and im so grateful that i had the chance to get to know him because his just the most important thing that i have.   Another thing is that i think that Mexico is so beautiful, its culture, music and food makes it the best country in the world. I love my family and friends and i am very fortunate to have them near me because they are amazing.


Leave me this time be happy, nothing has happened to anyone happens only that I am happy walking, sleeping or writing.

"let me be"

What am i going to do, im happy. I am more innumerable that the grass in the prairies, I feel the skin like a rough tree and the water below, the birds above, the sea like a ring on my waist, made of bread and stone the earth the air sings like a guitar. leave me today to be alone be happy, with all or without all, be happy with the grass and the sand, be happy with air and earth, be happy, with you, be happy.  


The mysterious School It was her first day at Cedars International School. Sheila was in the 2nd grade. She missed her old school and was quite sure that she was going to hate this new place. At lunch break, Junie and Pam, two girls from her class introduced themselves to her. They took her to a tree that stood at the corner of the playground. “Would you like to come to the Hole of Mysteries with us?" Pam asked her. “Hole of Mysteries! Where’s that?" Sheila asked astonished. Near the tree was a hole, covered with hay and sticks. “This is the Hole of Mysteries," said Junie.  “Come on, let’s jump into the hole," said Pam. Holding each other’s hands, Pam, Sheila and Junie jumped inside. The hole became darker as they went deeper and deeper.


The mysterious School Then all of a sudden it became bright. Lighted candles were everywhere. Sheila was frightened. Seeing her, Pam laughed. Junie pointed out to a rabbit lighting a candle. "That is Binkie the rabbit," said Pam. “She plans all our adventures." “Hi Binkie!" said Junie. “This is Sheila, our new friend. Do you have a mysterious adventure for us today in the mysterious school? " Binkie smiled and said, “Hi Sheila, welcome to the Hole of Mysteries. Sorry girls, I only have a tiny adventure for you. It’s not easy, mind you. You have to be very alert as it’s to do with sounds. Be aware of he who can talk. Now follow me. You have to find your way out." Binkie went ahead. The girls followed her. They came to a small room. Binkie had vanished. Once they got inside, the doors locked automatically. There were three animals in the room: a cat, a dog and a fish (inside a bowl). They could hear loud grunts from outside.


The mysterious School “I think there’s a monster nearby," said Sheila, frightened. “We have to take the help of these animals to get out!" whispered Junie. “Or else we will have to stay here for ever," said Pam. “How do we find our way out?" asked Sheila, feeling quite nervous. “Let’s think hard!" said Junie. “I think I know!" said Pam. “Remember Binkie told us to be aware of ‘he who can talk’. I think one of these animals can talk." "But which one?" asked Sheila. “Let’s find out," said Junie. “Did you notice what the animals were doing when we got here? The cat was shaking its head and scratching itself.


The mysterious School The fish was waving its tail and the dog was thumping its tail. I feel it must be either the dog or the fish. Let’s find out. " Pam went up to the fish and said, “Can you help us?" The fish did not seem to have heard her and continued to wave its tail in the water. Then Sheila went up to the dog and said, “What’s your name?" “Spike," replied the dog. “If you are looking for the exit, I can help you." “Can you really talk?" the girls asked the dog. “Yes I can," said the dog. “Now press hard against the door and chant ‘Ashanti’ three times. When the door opens run fast until you reach the top. Don’t look back ever!" The three thanked the dog and as soon as they chanted ‘Ashanti’ thrice, the door opened.


The mysterious School They ran up the dark path, stopping only when they reached up, at the beginning of the tunnel. “Hey, we made it!" shouted Pam in excitement as they found back themselves in the mysterious school playground. “But what about the animals?" asked Sheila. “They are in there, perhaps helping Binkie plan our next adventure!" “Wow!" said Sheila. “I think I’m going to have a great time at Cedars!" The bell rang just then and the trio returned to their class in the mysterious school.


I am grateful to you, For reading what I have to say. I am grateful to you, For understanding and seeing The beauty that my words possess.

Im grateful

I am Grateful for you, Because you inspire, you keep going. I am Grateful for you, Because you keep me smiling. I am Grateful to you, because you let my world into your  own. I am Grateful to you,  Hoping that I inspire you. I am truly Grateful to you, for you, of you, because you inspire me to keep going.. And I'm only just beginning.


One thing I ask of you... Love me for who I am and be true. Love me as a fish loves the sea, how the bird loves to sing. Love me as a bee loves its honey, as an angel love his wings.  Love me and hold me tight as you tell me everything is all right.  Love me and guard me with all your might as you hold me near at night.  Love me as I lay a kiss upon your lips, as the heart in my chest flips

love me


" SHE WAS "

I watched my Mom fill out an application. I looked at the line that asks about past professions. I thought to myself, that space is too small To write down what she's been, to cover it all. She was a nurse when I fell and scraped my knee. She was a maid when I didn't wipe my feet. She was a designer when my clothes didn't match. She was a tailor when my pants needed a patch. She was a teacher when I asked a question. She was a priest when I had a confession. She was a psychiatrist when I came home crying. She was a preacher when I got caught lying. She was a singer when she sung me to sleep.  She was a lifeguard when she said the water's too deep. There are many more, yet the best one to me, She was a best friend and mine forever she'll be 


Conclusion This digital magazine is the representation of all the work that i did during the school year. I learned so much with all this writtngs and really enjoy it making them, although it was hard to do them because you needed a lot of imagination and i dont have a lot of imagination. I also usually don't write my travels or poems because i don't express myself like that but defnitely i will start writing because it a good idea to write about the thing that you like o the thing that you live or had liven. The class of literature was a knew thing for me because i didn't had it in my past years and i really liked it because you get to know the history of literature and big writers that marked the world with their amazing writing, like shakespeare, i thank my teacher for all the information she taught me during this hole year of school.

you are lovely  

digital magazine for literature

you are lovely  

digital magazine for literature

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