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Young Southern Student Writer 2012

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An Event that Changed My Life "Oooooooooohhhhhh, Ooooooooohhhhhh," an owl called softly. I was in my parents' apartment in New Jersey on a warm August night. This is the story of a guardian, and how she never a got a chance. She never got the chance to love, to see, to smell, to breathe ...... to live. That night was a I will never forget. You know when you see something really freaky, and it sticks to that. I was waiting for mom to come home with my baby sister. Just waiting and waiting. 1:00, 2:00, 3:00, 4:00 finally at 10:35 came home with a bundle in her arms. Yaaaaaaaay! But not. For in her arms was a bouquet of roses. My mom was looking down at it. "Where's Jordan?!" I asked frantically. "Where is she!!" I cried. She looked up with tear stained eyes. She’s gone," Mom whispered holding back tears. I started crying, thinking about my sister. She was beautiful, long of black hair and dark brown eyes. I often cry when I think her. We all go up to her cemetery often. Jordan is my guardian angel. She is always watching over me and me. Jordan Grace, how we all longed to see your face. Emily Kosch 5th Grade West Side Elementary School Mrs. L. Erdman

My Holiday Experience I am glad I was chosen for their family. At 10:00 am, on December 15, at a tree farm in Pennsylvania, I was standing exactly in the middle of the farm. It was as cold as ice. Frost formed all around my limbs and on my tree friends. A family with one child was going to choose a tree. There were many trees already chosen including my best friend, named Emily. I tried not to get picked. I did not want to leave like my best friend did. The child of the family hugged me tightly. I knew what would happen next. They chopped of the top of me. I felt small inside the tiny part of me. As they took me home, I felt snug as a blanket. When we got to the house, the little girl, mom, and dad brought me into the house. As soon as I got inside, I felt the warmth through my limbs. I did not think it was too bad. They started to trim my branches. It hurt and I screamed inside. Soon the family came down the stairs and started to decorate me. They put a silky red bow on the top of me. I felt special but also sad that I had left my friends. They decorated me in green and red ornaments. I feel like a dressed up maid. It feels a little bit better here but I still miss my favorite fun farm. It is as warm as a crackling fire. I feel really special. I smell something in that other room. When I looked the mother brought out a golden-brown man that was really tiny. The kids ate the little man and I was terrified. It was like watching a scary movie. I heard a song playing and it kept saying the same thing, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells. I felt the enormous scarlet bow on my head. It felt like I was wearing a hat. I had shiny round balls on each of my limbs. I did not sway as much as on the farm, but I did not care. Soon, they put boxes under me that were dressed with designs. I felt at home. Then came the day the family had been waiting for. I saw the little girl jumping up and down. There was a plate 135


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