Formless and Fragmented- Journal Task #5

 ‘Do I contradict myself?’ Very well then, I contradict myself I am large, I contain multitudes. – Walt Whitman The shivering soul…the shivering soul…where do you reside? Do you lie on the base of a frozen over river with evergreen bowers pouring over your surface and wide-eyed owls swooping through the sky? Do you gaze…

Journal #4 – A Pondering of Sonder

Sonder. The sudden inexplicable realization that everyone’s lives are just as vivid and complex as your own life. This thought passed through his brain, the meaning of it completely and utterly incomprehensible, unattainable, while the next moment it was understood, an explicable part of him;changing who he is and what he is becoming. He looked…

Journal Task #5 – Sisters

As we lay side by side on the creaky double sized bed, she poured out a section of her heart she’d never shown to anyone before. She whispered quietly into my ear that she was scared, scared of death and all things to come. Her words forced tears from my eyes and anguish from my…

No More – Journal Task #5

JANUARY 16 – First day of middle school. First day. First day of many years to come. Through the blue gates. On the pathway made for two. Currently used by one. This is how it starts. First day. JANUARY 21- First week done. MARCH 23 – First term done. I’ve made some friends, I think. They pick on everyone, ”It’s…

Journal Task 5: Fragile Little Shield

Quiet, Shy, locked away in their own little world. Will only make contact with the outside world if they were forced. They get home from school, will throw their phone in the corner of their room, and will sulk in the other corner because they find the outside world as a battlefield, where every text…

Journal Task 4: Through the Coffee Shop Window

So many people with so many different lives. Not one is the alike (well maybe they are alike because they have the same interests and may have the same traits as the next person, and they might even look exactly the same like they were meant to be twins but there not because fate has…

Journal Task #4: Field of Flowers

The glowing green grass sways harmoniously to the rhythm of the relaxing wind, with a cool blue sky above our heads. It’s up! The suns strong rays piercing our green, thin, rubbery skin. Part by part the sun is slowly starting to make us glow and shine, releasing our inner happiness and strength after a…

Journal #4

I stroll casually through the sand, heading north towards the shoreline. I start heading out past the break travelling towards the horizon. The reflection of the sunrise reflects on the water, shimmering a mixed glow of pastel colors. I am consumed by the feeling of home, warmth and peace, just staring out at the ocean…

Patience of the patients- Journal Task #4

Ward 201- Victoria Prince The elderly woman had long since forgotten what it felt like to have joints that moved freely, without pain. Her aches are her companions, constantly demanding attention. Her pale grey eyes which were once filled with contentment and stories are now so lifeless and empty, like that of concrete or stone.…

Journal #3

The sun arose on a blissful morning, with a buzz I awake. I prepare for the day ahead, knowing i’m not the same as everybody else. I’m that kid in the crowd that stands out, never accepted, always lost, I feel like the world is constantly staring, never taking their eyes off me. I hear…

Her hair was red , that when the sun came through the window it looked like fire . But nothing else about her was fire , it was the complete opposite , it was water . Her body’s position was peaceful , looking out the window probably what I’m doing now . Thinking . Studying…

Journal Task #5 – Absurd Shield

Shakespeare was a wordsmith, known for his epic, complex storylines and turn of phrase teaching us truths about humans that have stood the test of time. It could be argued that his plays have lasted thanks to his characters and their ability to reflect the rawness of the human condition. For this journal task, you…

Dear Diary- Sonder – Journal #4

Dear Diary, Who else is looking up at the stars tonight? Maybe the richest leaves carry dreams that are being lifted into the clouds, into the heights of heaven. Where else do the distant diamonds flash? The sky’s light has dimmed to utter darkness but a multitude of desk’s are only just coming alive. I…

Message in a Bottle

Journal Entry #4 As she ran down the beach, Piper’s luminous hair waved swiftly to the beat of her pounding heart. Just a little longer, she thought to herself as she struggled through the last leg of her morning run. The beach was pretty empty today, with only the odd couple strolling down the white…

Journal #4

The café is crowded with people crowding like a flock of sheep around trying to get there quick fix of caffeine. The world rushes around me as I sit in the middle of the café quietly drinking my tea. People coming and going, sitting and standing, waiting, rushing, yelling the noise is almost deafening and…

Journal Task #4 – Sonder

I walk…I walk with my head tilted slightly forwards towards the ground – it will never judge me… I walk with my head tilted slightly forwards towards the ground- just enough to mask the flood of tears streaming down my face. Finally the slow tip tapping of my feet reaches the hospital’s waiting room. The…

The Random Passerby

I sit down at my table, eager to receive my coffee. I feel relaxed. The day has felt so long and yet, I am only half way. It is only midday and there is still lots of work to do. I look over to the busy street. People swarm come , go and swarm about like ants in a…

Sonder – Journal task #4

Meaningless voices scream into the deafening silence that is the inner workings of my mind. Her luminous eyes pierce my own. For the briefest of brief moments, our eyes have met; two pairs of isolated eclipses falling upon one another. One surrounded in green, the other in brown. The shrieks of first life sound at…