Author: Hayden

The ability to soar through the skies, running faster than a speeding bullet, reading the minds of others— powers only thought of in dreams or works of fiction. They’re always written as a way to beat the villain or make the world a better place, but that probably isn’t how they’d work in the real world. Some will wait an eternity for the world to force them to greatness; others take any opportunities for a chance at it. Would special abilities change any of that? People daydream of absurd powers so they have an excuse not to change their lives. No one needs cold breath to stop a fire or a hood to fix the injustice in the world. Of course, it would be neat to fly around fighting crime and being everyone’s hero, but powers won’t make that happen. Superpowers only amplify the person wielding them. Captain America was already fighting the evils of the world— powers just gave him a stronger punch. People need to stop waiting for a call to action and write their own origin story.

Our souls were meant to play
like children
connected
rooted in the earth.
We view the universe as magic
maybe that’s why I love you so much
Maybe thats why I see your soul before your skin

A man walks into a building, looking around he sees the horror of what once was. There are holes in the walls from strongly forced metal. You’d think this was a robbery gone wrong type of crime scene or something to do with gang violence, but no. He has walked into an elementary school. Our babies, our future is being demolished. What we do is fight against an abiotic object if which appears to have its own mind to us. It has no control over its actions. The person in control does. We don’t need control over guns, but rather fear the real danger: us.

The cherry tree
We sit under, watch them fall
the round reddies plop down next to us.
The tree grew as we did
and once all the cherries had fallen,
so had we.

My time in Mexico was magic. I saw the most astounding sunsets, the colored skies brought wonder to my eyes.The pink, purple, orange, yellow, and scarlet. Leaving with the sunset behind me, tears filled my eyes as I left the land of many beautiful wonders.

The best time of the year is Thanksgiving. The families that travel around the world to for one night, to overeat and enjoy good laughter. The house will glow from the street, the lights in the house so bright, from a far the house looks like a giant Christmas tree. When the front door opens, mix smells lingered in the air, my taste buds started to dance with excitement. The familiar taste will be upon tonight. The dinning room, detect out with every single silverware set including the ancient ones. Most people only like Thanksgiving because you get to miss school however the thought of sitting around a table with the people that I love, remembering the people that we lost and the ones that started life. Family is why I enjoy this remember able holiday.

Rocket League, the game that ruined my life. Playing this dreaded game while I waste my life away. Slouching in my leather recliner while mashing the buttons on my half broken controller to the point of breaking. With teammates constantly talking down upon their peers it’s no wonder why this game is referred to as a cancer in the gaming community.
I always grab my controller to play my last game and I’m always met with heartbreak. As I watch the toxic players of the other team perform aerial acrobatics in front of my eyes. That’s when I know it’s over before it even started.

How can we as human beings try to do anything else but try to be good in Gods eyes. His eyes are always watching us, everything we do He knows. So why would one try to harm another or do evil things? We all have heard of this great man sitting in His throne watching over us. So why not try to please Him and confirm our spot in Heaven. I think people are too scared to admit that the have done wrongs so they keep doing them in hopes that no one will notice and believe that it is no longer evil. Satan is everywhere putting evil things in our path to righteousness. Remember this and do right by Him, don’t let Satan ruin your chances, evil will always be evil.

You are alive if you are keen,
You are alive if you dream.
Flow free in the water,
Fly high in the sky.
Embrace every moment with love,
Entwine every opportunity with hope.
There will be clouds of confusion,
There will be storms of sadness.
You are alive if you are curious,
You are alive if you aspire.

There she was. She was absolutely gorgeous. She had the most beautiful blue eyes that possessed a hint of gray to them. She had a dimple that warmed your heart every time she saw it. Her smile never failed brighten my day. She was the kindest person I had ever met. She was always willing to help others and console them about their troubles.
She was perfect on the inside and outside. She enjoyed watching movies. She loved eating sushi. But above all she loved animals. She loved everything from felines to reptiles because of her loving nature for people and creatures.
She loved to hold hands and give the warmest hugs. Her ideal date was just being with the guy she liked. She liked to sit in his car and talk about her work day. It was cute. He liked her, and she liked him.
She was a simple girl in a relationship with a simple guy. It was your typical high school love story. The only difference is that this is my story and I get to call this beautiful girl mine.