December Portfolio

Every Rose Has it's Thorn

a response to "Speak" By Laurie Halse Anderson

As I close the doors behind me I pray that It will shut everything out of my life, gone forever. The hole in my chest will not cease until the day I know that he is defeated. The devil in disguise, you haunt me with your vicious memories. The novel, “Speak” by Lauren Halse Anderson will make you realize that tragedies could be right around the corner.

Although someone could be beautiful on the outside deep down they could be a demon ready to attack. As Melinda is enthralled that Andy Evans is taking in interest in her, his breath taking looks soon cascade into a deathly trap. The sad reality of today is that girls strive for attention, strive for beauty and thrive for perfection. Teenage girls would take the risk of dating a drop dead gorgeous guy she barely knew to feel special, to feel loved and to feel superb.

Even though young girls would walk to the edge of a cliff where with one miner slip you would plummet to you death just to feel special, you could end up in the sad position that Melinda was caught in. As she fell into Andy’s trap there was no way she could escape. When you hear stories on the news about young girls that have gone missing and have been raped you may throw it to the back of your mind but the likely hood that something as tragic as that could happen to you isn’t as low as you think. According to Ronet Bachman, Ph.D. there is about 500,000 confirmed cases of rape each year, this does not account for the incidents that have not been reported. 
 
As much as you want to believe that beauty is always kind this novel will really open your eyes to the reality of today’s world. Love is symbolized by the precious rose; it’s velvety alluring petals hide the sinister evil of it’s thorns.

On a Lonely Night You Will See You're Everything to Me

Inspired by the the painting 'Starry Night' by Vincent Van Gogh

I ran like the wind, chasing my calling yet running from my fears. The dark blue June sky dropped over me like a red curtain descending after a breathtaking show. I carelessly wondered along the sides of apartment walls and through the fresh mowed grass just to get to you. The night was calm, challenging me with every step I took. I stumbled upon a narrow inclined gravel path leading to a horizontally stretched hill which rolled down to the apartments like the peaceful deep blue sea. I climbed and climbed in search of you, in search of warmth, in search of freedom. As I reached the top I saw you, your hair gleaming in the brilliant moon light. You floated my way until we reached a distance where we could speak. My heart fluttered like a humming birds wings while I sat down on the damp grass. I looked up at the bright stars that accentuated the almost black sky and let a warm smile escape from my lips. Not a care in this world, not a sound to be heard, not a fear in my mind.