Emily+Toth





//Frances. Blonde, pale, different, random. Friend of many. Fan of cotton candy, movies, and music. Who feels lost, loved, and overwhelmed. Who needs direction, courage, answers. Who fears heights, wasting time, and failing. Who likes to listen to music, jet ski, and laugh. Who would like to see Africa, tolerance, and a cure for AIDS. Resident of Va. Bch. Emily.//

//**Girl In the Wellington's**// She put on her brand new Wellington's as she prepared for another day of school. Blasting her music with today's choice of "Wouldn't It Be Nice" by the Beatles. Her hair as black and shiney as her new boots and skin hinted with gold. Today was going to be a good day, like most of her days were. She makes the most of life, even though her closest friend doesn't even know the real reason why. She donated her hair years ago, but never thought she'd soon be wearing it agian. Dancing to her favorite song and getting ready to jump in the car. God she'll miss the sound of the Beatles and the Wellington's shine. And all the while, no one know's that she'll be gone soon, her bright and cheerful soul.

I can't wait to go home and put on my mocasin's. It's freezin' out here and there ain't no fish bitin'. My bud Bob left early cause he's comin' down with somethin', so now I'm out here by my lonesome. Hopefully my wife will have supper ready by the time I git home, which reminds me, I gotta cook that deer meat. I don't know what I'm gonna do tomorra. Since retirement, I don't have nothin' to do all day, everyday. And my wife's always hollerin' at me about sittin' at home all the time, always naggin' me. Man, I think my feet are solid ice. Can't wait to put on my fleece lined moc's. Well, look's like my worms are gone. Better luck next time I guess.
 * //Good Ole Moccasins//**

As she stared into the mirror, she felt like a stranger was looking back. Who was this woman with blond waves crashing downby her chin, but sprayed like cement out of her way. Her eyebrows perfectly shaped and make-up never forgotten. Dark colored lipstick and eyes lined black. The light shining from behind made the face of her reflection dark and mysterious. Her nose thin, but not too pointed, and face slender with its natural color, pale as snow. This woman looking back, very typical housewife look. But who she really was, shadowed and unknown.
 * //A Woman//**


 * Presence vs. Presents**

When you aren’t there for your children that leaves an everlasting effect on them. Whether you’re just trying to be a “cool” parent or just give your money instead of your time, you are still neglecting your children. “Your children need your presence more than your presents.” In today’s schools, gang violence is becoming overwhelming. Schools are running out of ideas on what to do to try and stop the fights. Children die everyday because of something they believe, usually dealing with skin color or heritage. The parents who raise these kids are at least partially to blame. They keep passing down all these ridiculous guidelines and dominance issues. If someone in one gang feels overpowered by another, they will fight and hopefully survive. Parents need to let go of these immature ideals and just be there for their children and in some cases, this may mean they have to grow up faster than normal. Gang violence is one radical example of neglect, but another form can come hidden in wealth. Rich parents can sometimes offer their money instead of time. Let’s say you want your dad to come to one of your softball games, but he tells you he can’t make it because he has to work and wants to make it up to you by giving you money for a shopping spree. Buying a few hundred dollars worth of clothes doesn’t even come close to not having anyone there to look to once you make your first homerun. Also, kids with single parents miss out on having that other influence, no matter how much the parent they do have cares for them and tries to make up for the missing half. Instead, there’s a girl who grows up without a father because he chose to drink his life away. Now he has his own family with a daughter and son and sends a check once a month. In a way, she finds herself lucky because she didn’t have to grow up with a drunken smoker, but there’s still anger because he wasn’t man enough to grow up and pull himself together to raise the daughter he helped create. Time, in no way, will ever be equal to money. Neglect lasts forever, usually leaving anger, resentment, trust issues, and low self-esteem in its wake. Children are left to raise themselves and in most cases join gangs because gangs can give off the feeling of family that they never had. In a gang, the other members will always be there for you, protect you, and back you up. This is painfully inviting for a young kid who doesn’t have anyone. As a human, we thrive on bonding with someone and having the feeling of companionship and trust. All children want, especially when they’re young, is to make their Mom and Dad proud and receive proper attention. When a house cat kills a mouse, he will bring it to his owner and sit behind it showing how proud he is and expecting the owner to do the same. Children are very similar in the way that they just want to make their parents happy. Part of having a baby is growing up and devoting your life to another human being. When parents are distracted with their marriage or caught up in addiction, they aren’t devoting themselves and thus neglecting their kids. “Your children need your presence more than your presents,” so don’t set a bad example. Be there for them and be the parent you wish you had had or the parents you want them to become.

** She dances and dashes Flying across the floor. Her shade rose satin silky dress Glides as she flees. She sings, Bound for disappointment. Smell of cotton in the air, She climbs to the toptree Hoping to see, But falls into a velvet pool. Flowerswild. She awakens from the dream. Hunting It’s not moving but I see **it**. My tail is **twitching** as I watch. I’m anxious and my eyes **narrow**. Conformed are my ears to the **sounds**. It starts to scurry, I **chase**. My legs **stretch** as far as they will. My speed steadily **increasing**. I corner it and **pin** it down. My claw accidently **punctures**. ** Scarlet ** red starts top slowly seep. I carry **it** to my owner. Its **limp** body lain at her feet. She **screams** and squirts me with water. I lick my **paw** to clean my fur. I know she screams because she’s **proud**. ** Lost ** I wish I wasn’t here. All these people keep talking to me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t care, About what they have to say. I wish I wasn’t here. If you were here, I’d be smiling. I don’t know what to do. These people don’t know you. How could you leave me. I wish I wasn’t here. I never got to tell you the truth. You left before I had the chance. I don’t know what to do. We would’ve been perfect. God I miss you. I wish I wasn’t here. Everyone’s in black for you. Why won’t they just leave. I don’t know what to do. You’d make everything better. Love you forever. I wish I wasn’t here. I don’t know what to do.   ||  ||     Secrets I see it in movies all the time, The girl falling for the guy, Keeping her secret like a mime, But I never thought I’d have to lie. The way you talk, Makes me smile. The way you walk, Moves me like the Nile. You know I’m here, How can you not tell. This feeling I fear, Always your heart you sell. Sell it to me, So alone I won’t have to be. 
 * ** Flowerswild

**Break From Reality**

Dewey morning grass, Like a pillow-top bed. Sun makes shadows cast, While clovers support my head.

Bright blue skies, Cotton grown clouds. Birds and dragonflies, Dance all around.

Cool crisp breeze, Sun caressing my skin. Daisies tease, As the bees drop in.

Then, a tap on the desk, Makes me get back to my test.

Grey Waters Synopsis Grey and Solomon were sorting out their relationship when something unexpected occurred. Solomon had just told Grey that he loved her, but she wasn’t sure if she loved him back. Grey was a 21-year old college senior with long, brown waves and eyes the color of the ocean. She had her whole life ahead of her and wasn’t sure what she wanted, but Solomon did; he wanted marriage. They had been dating for two years when one beautiful summer day he received a life changing letter in the mail. Solomon moved to America from Kenya when he was sixteen and hadn’t planned on leaving anytime soon. But the letter he received changed all that and stated that he must return to Africa immediately. He had only a month before he’d be gone and he wanted Grey to go with him. His family had apparently been caught up in some serious crimes and the United States government didn’t want to risk having him bring the problems to the states. Grey has some serious quick thinking to do. Will she fight for Solomon to stay? Go to Kenya with him? Or decide she doesn’t want to risk her future and let him go?  __Grey Waters scene__ //Grey hands Solomon the letter and he reads it. He’s expressionless.// //Solomon doesn’t reply. Grey walks over to read it.// //The next day Solomon received another letter, but this time it was from the government.// //The night passes while they both comprehend what’s happening.// //Grey is caught off-guard. She hadn’t really thought about going with him, just about losing him.// //Grey took a minute to think about the question. She hadn’t told him she loved him yet.// They kiss and decide to call her parent to spread the news. Her parents aren’t happy with the decision at all, but decide that they don’t have a choice and make most of the time they have before she leaves. Grey and Solomon move to Kenya and find the perfect house. Grey finishes college and they have the whole family to their wedding. Grey lives the life she knew she was meant to and they both live happily ever after.
 * Grey**: Hun, you got something in the mail. It looks like it’s from your family.
 * Solomon**: Really? Hm, I don’t know what it would be. Let me see.
 * Grey**: Sol, what is it?
 * Grey**: Oh my God. How did this happen?
 * Solomon**: I don’t know.
 * Grey**: Well, nothing should happen to you right? You had nothing to do with this.
 * Grey**: Hey hun. So did you call your family?
 * Solomon**: No, I couldn’t get a hold of anyone.
 * Grey**: Well I’m sure they’re okay.
 * Solomon**: I got a letter from the government today.
 * Grey**: What did it say?
 * Solomon**: //(teary-eyed)// It said I must leave within a 30 day period.
 * Grey**: What? Why? You had nothing to do with what’s going on in Kenya.
 * Solomon**: I know, but the American government probably doesn’t want to risk the problems coming over here.
 * Grey**: That’s ridiculous. They can’t just kick you out for no reason.
 * Solomon**: They can. And they are.
 * Solomon**: So there is something I need to ask you.
 * Grey**: Okay, what is it babe?
 * Solomon**: Will you come with me to Kenya?
 * Solomon**: I understand it’s a big change and you have your family and everything here, but this way we can be together.
 * Grey**: I would love that, but I can’t just drop everything and leave. I still have college.
 * Solomon**: I know, but I want to spend my life with you. Do you not feel the same?
 * Grey**: I don’t know what I feel. This is so overwhelming. I don’t know what to think right now.
 * Solomon**: I know it is, but you have to think about it. I promise our life over there will be amazing. We’ll get married, buy a house, you can finish college there.
 * Grey**: But my family is here.
 * Solomon**: I know. I know it’s a big decision and scary, but it’s the only we can be together. Do you love me Grey?
 * Grey**: Yes.
 * Solomon**: Do you trust me?
 * Grey**: Yes.
 * Solomon**: Then what could go wrong? We’ll have each other. That’s all we need.
 * Grey**: You’re right.
 * Solomon**: Grey, will you marry me?
 * Grey**: //(Overwhelmed, but happy.)// Yes.