Journal 20: The climax

When Adria realized something was wrong, the man already seized her wrist and tried to took out a syringe. Adria was screaming, she saw the man pushed the syringe into her arm.  Then she felt her world was spinning, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier......

She woke up in a white room, there was nothing in the room. Locked in the room again. She thought. But it was worse, she was bound on the cold iron bed. Why I am here? She wanted to remember something. 

Then she heard some people came in. Adria pretend to sleep, she heard a men was talking to someone: “ The lobotomy surgery will be on next Monday.” “ I undersand. Poor girl. She was locked by her parents for too many years.” A woman answered. “ Yes. Her parents couldn’t trust the psychiatrists, and they decided to take care of her by themselves. It wasn’t the best way for a young psychotic. She doesn’t know about herself, then the mental disorder broke out, she killed her parents.” The man sighed. “ She doesn’t even know she did that.” 

Adria was shocked. She couldn’t believe what she just heard, did she kill her dear parents? She felt giddy again, suddenly some frames appeared. She saw her mental disorder broke out and she was screaming, mother opened the door to check she is well or not, but she stabbed the knife into her mother’s body....

Journal 19: My Character

My character in the story is a girl who was locked by her parents in the basement, her name is Adria. Adria has black long hair just like ink waterfall, big intelligent blue eyes and very white snow skin because she never seen the sunshine for sixteen year. She smells like cat nip, probably is because that is what basement smells like. She has a soft and small voice. She often wear the green dress and white shoes. She is a obedient girl, always listen to her parents. She believe her parents was trying to protect her from danger, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the outside world. She likes reading, she thought that is the only way to connect to the outside world. Her favorite book is the “La Maschera Di Ferro”, the man in the iron mask, by Alexandre Dumas. She was fascinated with the mystery poor man who might be Louis XIV’s twin brother in the Bastille, and she thought he just like her. They both locked in a place for some reason that they don’t even know. They knew their places, but somehow when the chances to escape come, they don’t want to miss it. Now Adria get out of the basement because of an event, but she still has to find out the reason she was locked in the basement.        

Journal 18: Rising Action

It was midnight, but she still could not fell asleep. Tomorrow was her sixteen birthday. She thought it was a good time to tell, at least better then anytime. After the decision was made, she tried to sleep again. Then a big sound woke her up, sounded liked someone was fighting upstair. She ran to the door and yelled. She heard someone came and tried to broke the door of the basement, but he failed. The door was make by the hardest material, nobody can broke it. The person gave up and left. The thing he didn’t know is, the key was just left on the floor. Adria saw that through the keyhole. She needed to get out, but how to? While she was thinking, she heard her mother was calling her name.

The door was opened, mother was lying on the floor and groaning. Her body was stabbed by a knife, she tried to move her mouth to tell Adria something, but it was too late. She was dead when Adria tried to listen to what she wanted to say. Adria didn’t cry, tears never help. Never. She checked the house to make sure there’s no anyone else. It took some times because it was the first time for her to see the whole house and it was   a big house. No one was there but her father’s corpse. “ Poor them.” She thought. “ Maybe it’s the time to go and find out everything, be brave, I’m free.” But she couldn’t, she couldn’t step out of the house...While she was struggling, she saw someone was walking to the house.

Journal 17: My conflict

My conflict of the story is external, men vs. men, include some man vs. oneself. The girl was locked in the basement by her parents for sixteen years. Her parents were too worry about the dangerous outside world, they thought the best way to protect their daughter is to seclude her from the world. The girl never told her parents about she yearn for going out to see and feel the world by herself. She knew all her parents do is for her, but it was just not a right way.  She was afraid to tell her parents because it might break their hearts, as well as if she just find a chance and leave. But she didn’t have chance to escape, the door of the basement was always locked. Also, she have never been to the outside world, did she really know how to service? She could not be sure about that, she learned the things about outside world from the books, and sometimes books are not enough for her. If she get the chance to go, should her follow her dream and go? Should her tell her parents about what she want and convince them to let her go? She didn’t know what to do and she was more melancholy day by day.

Journal 16: My Exposition

Adria was locked in a dark but spacious room, just liked Bastille for the guilty nobles. Elaborate furnitures, the tablewares that made by silver and comfortable carpet. But nobody is happy if he or she is living in Bastille. She didn’t know where is the place she lived, aslo the time. Since she was born, her parents hided her into a basement to “protect her”, she had never been to the outside world for sixteen years.  Everyday, her mother waked her up and brought her some pancakes with honey as the breakfast, tasted good, but it was not what she wanted. She could only eat the things that made by her mother, she never bring her the foods from the outside world. She wondered what is the outside world looks like? Well, she was used to lived in the room on her own, but as the age increase, the curiosity got stronger and stronger. The pictures on the wall were not what she wanted, she wanted some windows to look through.  She could hear that children were playing and laughing, she could hear the dogs and the cars, the sounds just liked what she read on the books. She wanted a friend, she wanted a pet, she wanted to get out of this room so bad. She started to hate the room now.  

journal 15: Hip Hop Langage

Grammar is not complex

My teacher told me to relax

But after I got a F on my last test

He shook his head with wrath

“I know it’s hard to you.”

he said,

“But that can’t be the excuse.

Go home to study and improve,

Show me what you can do.”

So I went home with my heavy step

Hope my mother won’t be mad

I was sad

My confidence liked a flat

I try to concentrate in the Saturday morning

But My cellphone is ringing

My sister is singing

The dogs outside are barking

A terrible song is playing

repeat and repeat

Is god kidding me

Well, let’s see

Noun, verb, and adjective

What is S?

What means V?

Who says it’s easy

I just can’t see

Could, can, may and might

What is the difference?

Can somebody tell me what the difference is?

When should I put “the”

When should I use “A”

How is you?

Who are she?

Why did the Lotso said: “She DON’T love you.” in the movie?

If you are wondering my feeling

The grammar is driving me crazy

I think it sounds more like a poem.I was trying to express my feeling to grammar, that how grammar is complicated for me. I know I got a bad grammar, I'll try to improve on that.