Exercise 1 (Being Gorgeous):

The air was brisk, and the air was cold. Her name was Chilly Breeze. She cooed in the distance
and sighed when she was near. A mind like yours can try its best for a mind like mine. A soul
grows and disappears in the blink of an eye, but the only way people will know me is if I stay the
while. The heart grew fowl as the mouth said farewell. I will be back again, as soon I wish, she
wisps. I tried my hardest for you all and I can not tell you enough how much it has been a joy for
me. In the future, the air will be brisk, and the air will be cold.
Exercise 2 (I am Garcia Marquez):
Standing outside my window thinking about all the things one could think about except
everything nobody even bothers to noise and my cold grasp my warm sweater as I try my best
to get my mind of what used to be and what could've been but then again here I am forgetting
all of the times where my heart was smiling and my mind was calm but why are they still trying
to fix what is born with grace and beauty but also dull to the naked eye because only one with a
mind-garden full of flowers could see the sun in somebody's rain.
Exercise 3 (Short and Long):
Today was a good day. Not like any other day. A day for just me myself and I. I look in the mirror.
I want to do better. I want to be better. Only myself has the idea. Not anyone else. I keep trying
to improve but I cant improve. Click. Snap. Crackle. A candle with relax me. I watch flame but it
doesnt watch me. I invest my time into the scent. I feel relaxed. I feel calm. There is only
silence in the room but not in my head. How can I protect this. This feeling. Cap the jar and
keep it safe.
Exercise 4 (Again and Again and Again):
Part 1/2: She the only one alive, her. Her is the one who knows what its like to finally be living.
Only her is the light in the dark when they are alone. Someone like her trying to be better but
only to help others. Just like her you can be bright and beautiful. Anyone can be her. You can be
her, I can be her, we can be her.
Part 3: I am the one with the power to create anything that I want. I have the strength to push
myself and others in hopes of being proud of myself and the work I have created. I know what
its like to have no control, but in this state of mind I can do whatever comes my way. I am the
one with the power to create anything I want. Breathe easy, I tell myself because there is only
one way that helps me succeed. I love the way I do my work, and the final product not only
amazes others, it amazes me. I am the one with the power to create anything I want. I am
almost to the end and I can feel myself rushing. Its time to slow down, because slow and steady
wins the race. I smile as I click publish, this is the place I want. I am proud, but this isnt the end.
I am the one with the power to create anything I want.

Exercise 5 (Chastity)
Walking inside as I cry with a friend. A friend is the what makes the world go around. I love the
way it feels to be with someone who understands. No description is need when someone can
understand where your heart is. I believe anyone with a heart knows how to love another.
Believing can be turned into knowing with enough faith. I am trying to include faith into my
vocabulary, but everything else doesnt give me enough to believe in.
Exercise 6: (The Old Woman)
Person (Third) Tense (Zack)
It was a beautiful sunny morning, when Zack decided it was time to go to another planet.
He brought his dog Mary to the planet of Mars-Jupiter (the little planet between them) and as
they landed there was a cute small alien. She barked at them and Mary was confused. In high
pitched voice she yelled ME NAME ES BECKY. She is short and green with tints of blue. She
looks at Zack and she is intrigued, and right as she is about to say something everything is
black. Zack opens his eyes and he is in his bed.
Person (First) Tense (Becky)
It was a beautiful sunny morning when I decided to go out of my home in Mars-Jupiter.
Clouds of gasses hover over me, when a small space ship landed a couple feet outside my
house. I am frightened and I am scared. Im breathing through my ears as his small furry friend
might me frightened. I try to communicate with the furry creature but they do not understand. I
like to human there appears to be but as soon as I try to understand their language he
disappears into thin air.
Exercise 7: POV
She looks even more beautiful at night, the darkness has that effect on people
sometimes. It drapes over their cheekbones and opens her eyes to let her see more of the world
around her. The only light my eyes will focus on is her pale face, everything else is dark. She is
way more beautiful in the night. She is the night. Youre beautiful. She is more beautiful in the
day. Thank you.
Exercise 8: Changing Voices
(John) I am waiting for her. I can feel the vibrations of her heart enclave into my lungs
and her voice is a song that I cannot hear. I love the way a cold bench can feel like a warm hug
when youre thinking about the one you love (Janet) A soft echo calls for me. Faster faster
FASTER it says but I am already going above the speed limit. My heart is completely open but
my hands are tied to the wheel. I look forward there he is. I untie my hands HEY! WhaExercise 9: Telling it Slant

It was a stone cold night in Nebraska when my brother came up to me. He patted me on
the shoulder and told me to follow him. Since I had just come back from outside I could feel the
tenderness melting off my fingertips and my body needed movement to thaw to its usual self. I
love the way it feels to be content and warm. My brother turns his head back and me,Mia? My
voice went softer. Whats wrong? I cant find mom. She said she was going to be back this
morning but now it's 7 and I dont think she is coming back. What do we do?
Exercise 10: A Terrible Thing To Do
It was a stone cold night, my brother came up to me. He patted me on the shoulder. I
could feel the tenderness melting off my fingertips and my body needed movement to thaw to its
usual self. I love the way it feels to be content and warm.Mia? My voice went softer. Whats
wrong? I cant find mom. She said she was going to be back this morning but now it's 7 and I
dont think she is coming back. What do we do?