There are a number of points to why this was the worst field trip ever

1. I wasn't even supposed to be in this class. So I'm in an arts school and they choose which classes I need to take. So for gr9 I was put into drama and vocal. My vocal teacher( we'll call him Mr Newb) did not like me, and still doesn't . So at the end of gr.9 he kicked me out of the performance vocal class and put me in the lower one. So I took that class in gr10 and I kicked it's ass, it was too easy so i decided to drop it. But in the summer of gr11 I found out i need to take 2 art courses to stay enrolled and so they put me back into the performance class.

2. I didn't even miss any school

3. We took the subway down there. Now this wasn't bad at the time if you per look the girl who almost got her face stuck in the doors, a big ass sweaty guy giving a few of us stink eyes , but the real subway highlight was one of the guys in my class decided to hang from the pole on the top of the subway like a monkey. Short story, he fell and the next day we saw his arm in a sling.

4. I found out one of the girls in my class likes to eat food leftover from complete strangers

5. There was one boy in this class who had the hots for me, but I didn't for him. It started with a text and 3 days, 3 days after treating me he asked me out. 3 days. He hadn't known me prior. So I spent the whole time trying to avoid him, which is pretty hard when you're traveling as a group. He would be all happy with his friends then come over to me all sad and ask for hugs. The worst part of these hugs is that he would not only talk to me while hugging me for at least 5 minutes, He would tug my hair and sniff my neck. Gross.

6. The venue was in the basement of a run downed building, full of old people, who didn't like kids

7. The concert was a big guy who sang german songs that sounded the same and made all of us fall asleep, his piano player who forgot his music so he winged it and the programs were, therefor, complete shit, and a woman, whose sole purpose was to brush off the piano keys after every song.

8. The teacher ditched us! The concert finishes and so all these young kids are trying to leave the building but we are surrounded by wrinkly turtles, and we reach ground level and no Mr Newbs. One of the girls has his number, calls him , and he responds that he's on the subway already. Our teacher fucking ditched us.

9. Me, being late for work, runs for it while all the other kids wait back there saying oh, he must of just thought we were with him, he didn't mean it and all that shit. As I reached the subway I discovered, I don't know how to get home. 

#ProseChallenge  #itslit

One night was all it took to fall in love

That night went by softly like a dove

The night he thought he would have dreaded

Turned into the night he had regretted

The lady appeared, shiny and new

The lady of glass and a dress of blue

Unlike the others that stood in line

He knew this one was before her time

The brightest smile, the graceful hand

The most beautiful lady in all the land

And with that they danced and danced

At that moment he was in her trance

They escaped to a courtyard of green

So they could talk without being seen

But at that moment the clock had struck

Now at midnight the maiden was stuck

She ran to her carriage, swift and quick

That should have been when he knew it was a trick

She drove away, under the little and big dipper

But she forgot one thing, her shiny glass slipper

The next morning he set out to find

The lady he wanted so their love could bind

Through every town, through every street

He couldn't find the lady he wanted to keep

Then at the last, the very last house

With a fat cat, three wicked women and a mouse

They tried on the slippers, they pushed and shoved

And then she came from the room above

This can't be her, the young prince thought

but, truth be told, the other slipper she brought

The prince now stunned lowered his head in shame

he had fallen for a wench, he thought, it was just a game

The lady in blue, now covered in brown

No matter what, he could never give her a crown

So he thought, then figured a plan

Oh yes, readers, he was an awful man

She was a wench, he thought, they weren't the same blood

He could never love someone covered in mud

She got in the carriage and as they drove away

He knew that he didn't want her to stay

As they rounded the bend he opened the door

And pushed the young maiden onto the forest floor

They drove off and truth be told

The young maiden wa actually bold

He heard a chant come from the woods

Then a sound came from under the carriage's hood

The horse broke off, ran into the forest's depth

The prince went over the side of a cliff, and fell to his death

If you can't handle the godmother,

Then next time, don't bother!

I remember being alive once . I was young,  naive, in a primordial world where people didn't know how to treat one another. I wanted to be different. I tried to stop other females from wing harmed, sometimes getting beaten in the process. I stopped kids from fighting one another, even though it was their duty to learn self defence, it was wrong. If someone was hungry, I'd give what I could, even if it meant having less for me for dinner. If someone was tired I gave them a place to sleep, even if it meant I had to sleep on the floor. Life wasn't say so like everyone, I longed for escape. Te afterlife of glory and rest was what we all had in our dreams, what kept us going through this life to be rewarded in the next. We had a legend of nature spirits, myths, stories that we told around wild plants and dead animals that came back from the hunt. Dead animals-yuck. Their flesh was too tough to chew for my liking and I believe more died from trying to digest their raw bodies than those who had to survive from it. But in the winter our plants were all gone. What could we have done?

Then it happened. My clan leader started beating up an elder woman. I don't know what she had done, or why he was upset but I had to stop it. The nasty stick in his head repeatedly hitting her bones made a disgusting cracking noise. I ran in, no real plan, and braced myself for every hit that came from the wicked stick. It hurt, It het so much. But then it stopped. My breathing ceased, the pain went numb, everything went numb. It wasn't until I woke up in a white room full of ice and sun that I knew I wasn't there anymore. 

A man hovered above me. I looked by his feet as they weren't by my head per say, they were a few inches above it. I couldn't make out the features of his five, as it looked like everything and nothing all at once. I got up and looked at him. I bowed, just sensing the feeling that that was what had to be done. He had no voice but i could hear words. It was all confusing but I had the sense he was thanking me. I felt a sharp pain in my back and a word sang through my head. The pain subsided quickly as I realized that 2 large bird wings of the purest white had grown from me. And I found myself saying this one word. As if it defined my new existence and cemented my place in this land of ice. The word was Luciferina.

I learned quickly that i was not alone with this man. He quickly vanished and a man, who looked more like me in a similar white tunic and bright wings grabbed my hand and led me past a gate of pearl and diamond. He showed me to many others like us. All doing their jobs, going to earth and blessing children r answering wishes or mending the sick. He told me what I was now. An angel, I was rewarded for my generosity on earn and am now able to help the ones I had loved. I was thrilled. I bonded with other female angels as the males sensed to drift away from us. We went to earth and healed the sick, mended the wounded, ranted fertility and an abundance of plants. It was joy.

There was one thing here that mesmerized me most. In a large pot in the centre of the land of ice an odd orange thing danced. It constantly moved and radiated summer. One of the fellow angels told me what it was. Fire. I thought it was the most beautiful thing that had ever existed. I watched it for hours. Then it hit me. If the people on earth had this thing, then they could live better lives. They could cook meat and migrate north, closer to me and the land of ice. I told this to one of the male angels and he struck me, hard. I couldn't believe that in a sacred place of serenity, I was forced to experience primordial pain again. he claimed that they didn't deserve it, they weren't as good as us. I couldn't believe my ears. How dare this higher being such as myself be so sinful! If it was anyone here that didn't deserve this gift it was us, sitting around in luxury, in the land of no fear or pain. I had to do it, I had to. 

I walked up to the alter of Fire. I reached my hand in and took ou a clump. The others stopped and gasped as I threw the ball down to earth. I watched it land right on top of a mound of sticks. It instantly caught blaze. The clan that had received it gathered round. Their night sky was instantly bathed i sunlight, their shivering bodies instantly wrapped in comfort. Meat nearby had browned and the clan learned that it no long held illness and was easier to digest. The angels applauded me, sang the story of my accomplishment, of how I had cured the sick all at once. I had done my job.

Then, the great one appeared. Not in a serenity like I had previously met. He came in storm clouds with terrible thunder and lightning. He yelled at me in my head and screamed at me. I felt the beautiful wings of mine burn off. He thought it would fit if I ended by what I had started. Ashes to ashes. Gone in fire. I fell, forever it seemed. And landed in a room of fire. My skin blistered and burnt into red flesh, My wings, now nubs, A tail had grown from my back side and horns forced from my head. The wicked walked among me and I was forced to control them through my ally, the flames. I heard their screams of pain that matched my own. The heat that had warmed me now burned. I had become Lucifer, because i had done what was right. I named my fortress hell. And decided to welcome those who had also been cast out of his realm.

I grew out of my bitterness. I realized my punishment was because I haas been more kind than he and now, I was more powerful.  I was forced to watch my gift to humanity evolve into societies and weapons and technology for years. I watched Him force females into child pain and be taken for granted by their male counter parts as a punishment. And I was proud of what my fire had given, they were all my children. And enraged for what He had done to my daughters, I will find my revenge, I was their mother after all . 

Today was the day. Thomas had it all planned out. Well, I guess at this point it would be weird if he didn't. He had it all, the paper lanterns arranged in the words "Will you go with me to prom, Amy?" he had a bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. Blue roses, her favourite. He'd kept a journal too, to get prepared for this very occasion. For months he'd been walking behind her on the way to chemistry class (or more like chemisery to him), He had sit behind her and her friends during lunch and caught every word from can't believing Melissa's dad wouldn't let her go to Andrea's party to Riley wanting to date Drake. Yes it has been an awkward couple of weeks but now it was time. It all counted. it all matters. He had learned Amy's address from a secret source known as Bob in History, got the paper lanterns from the art class and even staked out the property ahead of time and learned that a ravage squirrel has it's mind set on chewing off Thomas's leg. That's why in this day, on this special day, he brought along a few peanuts and had scattered them on the neighbours yard to district the buck toothed mammal. Then it happened. The door swung open as Thomas's heart leaped from its cave and Amy stood in the doorway, She peers down the front stairs to message shaped out of the lanterns. "how beautiful," thought Thomas. Her pale skin contrasted her leather  jacket and matching boots. Her black crop top high enough to reveal a dazzling skull belly ring that glimmer matched her dark green eyes. Her ripped black jeans pulled everything together and how cunning she had to have been since her neon pink belt matched her spiky pink hair that reached up to the heavens. But she didn't need heaven, no, for her multiple piercings shimmered like angel kisses all along her face. Thomas kneeled in front of her and held out the flowers. his beaming smile framed by the glisten on nerves. Amy had a much different face though, one Thomas dread. "What the hell is this?" Amy asked. "It's my proposal to you, my princess." said Thomas in reply. "Who the hell are you?" She asked again in disgust. Thomas had a witty reply for he had anticipated this, "The luckiest man on earth if you would." Then Amy realized something, she knew hi, she knew him too well. "Wait! You're that creep that's been stalking me for the past month! Oh my god I'm calling the cops! Get out of here you creep!" She slammed the door as Thomas started to run to her but out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of fur. He felt the teeth and the pain, he saw the blood. Buck was back, and with his friends. Thomas screamed but it was no use. At least someone loved him. 

Day 65, 

The year os 2078, March 2nd if you're going by old world calendar, Our shuttle has just settled on Trinus, the 4th planet off of the Dromeda galaxy's solar system. Its a nice environment here, plenty of Drougs, rising high into the atmosphere. There are lots of magma streams too. No water though, which makes me anxious.

I can't believe it has only been 45 days since I had convinced my masters to let me venture on my own cause. They were afraid to send a boy to do a girls job. Ever since the gender rebellion of '25, boys have been pushed to the side due to being weak and violent. In some countries we were banned from holding office and government roles, but the grand council is putting on restrictions to control that. It took months of begging to convince the counsellors that I had proof of life on this planet. I had been studying Trinus's landscape for 2 years, mapping every square inch and every dent in it's surface through my telescope. I finally made an offer that they couldn't refuse. If i find anything with a heartbeat the whole observatory shares in it's discovery, if not, I lose my job and speak nothing of this waste of time. Hopefully "by speak nothing" means I don't have to face Law 21. 

I trek along the rage of mountain-like Braugs on the west side of section 45. It's all going well until I get my boot stuck in a crevice. I take off my pack and start to pull. It feels as if I'm about to lose it when I finally pull free. Unfortunately the force that I get my boot free with sends me flying backwards. I stumble over cracks and dents and holes and finally   my body finds a hole large enough to fall through. I thought the pain of my skin hitting concrete-like Braugs were bad, with my bones feeling as if a neanderthal were carving me with knives, but this, the forever feeling of weightlessness with no walls or handles at my reach to stop what feels like an eternal sense of falling through space and time, only for your deep subconcious to know that eventually there will be a ground, whether it be solid or hot magna, I't going to sting like hell. Or if I'm lucky, I'll die on impact. 

My lungs burn from screaming, my skin wind whipped and then it happened. I sense land, if you could call it that. It's soft, sticky, and smells like the aloe plants that exist back home. I feel the heat from the magma river flowing under me and thank the universe for this literal safety net. I almost laugh at the thought of my great great grandparents. if they were in a situation like this they would have been singing to a divine being.  What dreamers!

My sense of comfort was short lived however as a new fear consumed me. I quickly sensed that I couldn't move. Initially thought of as being stuck to the material of the web i discovered that I could peel myself off with a little effort. But it wasn't the nature of the web as it was the substance it's self. My skin became red and blotched, my eyelids grew heavy. I was poisoned by the web.

I awoke in a blank white room later. No sense of time. My bags contents were laid out nicely in a pile on the far right side of the room. My bag it's self were gone, along with all food supplies and weapons it held. I reached for my book when i heard the loud screech. It came from above. suddenly light filled my tiny room and large faces arrived in my line of sight. I was shocked. I think I must of smiled from the relief of knowing that my search has been successful and that I was safe. "Hello! I am Alex from the planet Earth! Thank you for your assistance!" I scream up to them. They have an odd appearance. Large eyes that reach up to the size of a dinner plate with saucer sized pupils a deep shade of purple. Their skins are pitch black only to be distinguished by a pair of neon pink lips. The two of them up there seem to look down upon me with curiosity. The larger of the 2, the one with a huge beehive like head made out of what seems to be hair, plus out a remote from below my sight of view. i wondered what it was until a sharp jolt blazed down my spine and through my bones. My body ablaze I stumble to the corner of my room. I grip my neck and realize i am wearing a collar like thing around my neck. The faces smile and reclose opening, leaving my room to be pitch black. I look at my collar and see a tag. All it contains is an ingrained symbol on it. I slump against the corner, my feelings of success have turned into feelings of fear towards my new, approximately 12 feet high, owners. I think I have become their pet. 

Behold the rise of sound and rhythmic works

The chorus plays within the mind with light

It holds me when beliefs are evil lurks

The music keeps me safe throughout the night

Begins the verse, unlock my soul, it’s free!

It sings in veins like birds in bristle bush

This rock and roll burns bright for few of thee

For those despising hatred popish mush

It saves me from the depths of hellish pain

While mending scars from demons big and small

This melodies the only thing that’s sane

Rebelling words shall save when worlds will fall

When lyrics join the beat of drums and bass

Guitars and vocals, music’s madmen’s safe

I start to havoc ringing through my ears

My head is heavy while my eyes still sleep

I sneak a peak and groan, my body gears

I wish it not but sunny rays still creep

Throw back the covers to the rumbling snores

I wash my face and brush my teeth I sigh

My mom sings songs too pretty to ignore

Another sleepless night has passed me by

The kettle shrieks, the bread ignites with taste

Step out the door the wind is oh so cruel

Transform myself, my minds too strong to waste

I’m prepped and packed; it’s time to go to school

As birds rejoice, I greet the morn with ease

Enchanted dreams, the day is mine to seize