On The Hill Top, I Sit to Think.

I saw my sister for the last time today. Shes going up north with my cousins this entire week. She left today... or yesterday... and wont be home till Friday night, Which is funny because i leave Friday morning. We just hugged and didn't really say anything... I told her to have fun up north and we gave each other disgusting kisses on the cheek and i left for work.

It still doesn't feel like I'm leaving. It just feels like I'm stuck here forever, which is how i have felt my entire life. Its strange...



After nine days I let the horse run free by soleá.
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
Written by Dewey Bunnell

Bang Boom! - Creative Writing

Curtain

A man in his late 60's gets off a big blue couch upstage center and crosses downstage right and picks up a book. The book is over sized and bright blue. On the front cover, in bold, red letters it says "BAM! BOOM" on the front. There is no author. The bookcase downstage right has many books and on top of the bookcase is a plant. The room is plain, boring and depressing. On the back wall is a sign that says "Quite Please".

The man slowly shuffles his feet back upstage center and sits on the couch. He sinks into it and gets comfortable. He slowly fixes his glasses and looks at the back of the book. He reads it, lifts the book up in front of his face and takes a hard look at it before opening it.

He opens the book, slowly. As the man opens the book a loud noise comes from within "BOOM! BANG!" The man jumps up from the couch, shocked and breathing heavily. His glasses have fallen on the floor and the book has been tossed upstage right.

Shocked, the man grabs his chest and looks around. He slowly picks up his glasses and is shaking. He puts his glasses back on and lifts himself up for the couch and grabs the book. He sits back down. He clams himself and looks around to see if anyone has heard him. Slowly and more aware he only opens the book a bit.

The book makes a screeching noise and the man quickly closes it. He waits, peers around the room to see once again if anyone has heard. Curious the man re-opens the book. A clown is heard and children laugh. Loud honking noises and dogs barking is heard. The mans eyes are filled with excitement as confetti is shot out at him through the pages.

An angry woman stomps in. She is dressed very well and also wears glasses. She has her hair tied in a bun and rushed towards the man and snatches the book. She is angry. She points to the sign on the wall and the man tires to explain the strange book. "SHH" she says and stomps off stage. The man is left there, alone. His hair is messy and there is confetti all over the place.

Curtain