Conflict and Resolution

Author's Note: This piece is about a conflict Katniss faced in The Hunger Games and how it was revised in the end.

In the book The Hunger Games Series there are more than just one conflict to be revised, but the main one is the fact that Katniss is forced to go into the arena and fight to the death. This conflict is not yet revised until the end of the series. Katniss struggles to fight for freedom for her family and her beloved District 12. In the second book, Catching Fire, the rebellion begins. Throughout the whole book there are many little conflicts that you can't keep count. In the end of the three books Kantiss does get her victory and demolishes the capitol. If you decide to read  the series The Hunger Games then you will be able to experience many more different Conflicts and Resolutions.

Patriots Pen

Author's Note: This is my Patriots Pen. I wrote it in a form of a letter written to George Washington, I hope you enjoy.

Dear George Washington,

I’m writing to you with much respect, you helped shape this wonderful country and will always have an impact on each and every citizen. I thank you so much for all of your hard work you put towards your presidency and the country.

In the beginning of the  making of our country slavery was a often spoken topic. I couldn’t agree more with your decision in 1790 when you signed the Naturalization Act to welcome people of the other race to become a citizen of America or when you played the first act of banning slavery. You, George Washington, helped save the country from more tragedy to strike and slavery was just the thing to cause it.

Slavery was a very upsetting topic you had to face during your presidency but there were many other very uplifting. For example, you were the one to confirm the Bill of Rights. If it weren’t for you people would running around crazy! I appreciate that you did that. Another example of  a major act you may have done may be when you played a big part in helping end the revolutionary war.

I’m assuming you know about your time period, so I thought maybe you’d want to hear about mine! Presently our president is Barak Obama. He isn’t a bad president, but I don’t think he had enough to offer our country. A popular business was made called Apple, they have phones, I-pods, and I-pads. Not that you’d know what those even are. Besides that years ago they invited something that practically saved me from not missing the school bus every morning, microwaves. All I have to do is a pop a microwavable waffle in their click 60 seconds and there’s breakfast!

I hope that my letter has brought you comfort knowing everyone in America is doing just fine. There’s always going to be some type of struggle but we just have to stick together and fight through it. As the first president I’m sure you had to do that quite a bit. Buck up and fight! Because that’s what you have to do sometimes to keep things in line. I thank you for being a good row-model to all of the citizens. I don’t think we could’ve had a better person to start this country up and running. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your fight you put towards this country and for not giving up.

                                                                               Sincerely,

                                                                                         Citizen of the United States of America 

Cause and Effect

There were many wonderful cause and effect situations from the book "The Secret Life of Bees". For example, Lily tells her true story to August and what actually happened in the past. This is a very important part in the book, because it's when August finally hears the truth about Lily's story and why she's there. Then when August comforted her and told she forgives her is the effect, if the effect were to go a different direction, I think that August would have kicked her out for lying and not telling the truth for such a long time. 

Get the Mosquito Spray!

Camping every summer was an annual vacation my family and cousins took. Running into the lake with your phone in your pocket was just the beginning of the fun that the week of camping had in store for me and my family. There was one particular moment on that trip that had everyone on their backs gut laughing. My little brother Gabe, my cousin Seth, my mom, and I all were sleeping in a small tent in the middle of a large and loud woods. You could hear the winds roar louder and louder. The sky was completely dark, the only light was a lantern given to us by our grandma. Our eyes where all getting heavy and tired, then we fell right to sleep. In the middle of the night we all happened to wake up at the same time covered in mosquito bites! Everyone was itching and scratching. I asked Seth if he would grab the mosquito spray outside of the tent on the picnic table, about 10 feet away. He looked at me with a straight face. I could tell he was kind of scared to. Seth unzipped the tent and started walking toward the picnic table. Since we was so freaked out I thought I mine as well scare him even more. I told him "Seth slowly walk back to the tent! Don't look back!" I defiantly got him! Seth took about 2 steps and then we dove in mid air for the tent! I've never seen anyone dive so long in my life. He was so scared and his face was priceless! I had such a fun trip and even though we are all growing up, I will always remember the great times I've had with my cousins.

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

I read the poem "I know why the caged bird sings" and the conflict is that the bird is imagining a free bird flying over water and flying through the sunset. Then it shows him in a cage with his wings clipped and behind these bars. The bird starts to sing and he starts to feel free, but all he could ever do is just imagine freedom.

"I know why the caged bird sings" can also be an inspiring poem. The story of a bird wishing for freedom, but he lost his feathers. The bird encourages himself and sings his way to freedom, closes his eyes and dreams of flying above the clouds and feeling the wind. Then he opens his eyes and comes to face he'll never be free.

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By: Susie Morgenstern Genre: Non- Fiction

Kidnapped

Author's Note: This is my District Writing assessment about a teenage girl who is kidnapped and her escape.

I opened my eyes to find myself in what looks like a cage. Cold metal bars surround me to me from escaping.  I was laying in my bed and all I remember is a hand, a hand covering my mouth to silence my scream. My breath is slowly but surely coming back to me.  I’m still in shock. Calm down, find a way out and you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, I repeated to myself. It was time to act strong and tough, I had to face it. I was just kidnapped.

24 Hours Earlier..

Lacey and I were walking home from school obsessing over this sophomore, Blake. “See you tomorrow Sami!” She says as she walks up her driveway.“Bye Lacey!” I reply. I finish my walk home and can’t help but notice someone whispering my name as if they were right by side. I look around real quickly and keep walking. Suddenly I hear a scream in my ear, yelling my name! As if they’re being tortured. It sounds like Lacey! What is going on? I thought to myself. Maybe I’m just tired? I started to walk faster because it started to scare me. And the screams stopped.

I walk through my front door and see my mom cooking dinner with my baby brother on her hip.
“How was your day?” My mom asks. “Nothing really” I reply in a glum voice. “I’m going to go get my homework done” I say as I walk towards the stairs. I sit on my bed, get my homework out and suddenly remember that girls scream. It felt as if I was in the same room as her, like I felt her agony. Who is she? I thought to myself.

A half an hour later my mom yells for me that dinner is ready. I walk down stairs and see my mom, my baby brother, and my dad. “Hey Kiddo!” He says, “How was school.” “She did absolutely nothing, at least that’s what she told me!” They all laugh and I give a small smile. I just can’t get the screams out of my head. I gobble down my food quickly so I can call and talk to Lacey. “Um, I haven’t finished my homework yet, so can I leave now?” I totally lied, I just had to call Lacey.”Sure hun!” My mom says.

I run upstairs and grab my phone. My phone starts ringing just as I was about to dial her number. It was Lacey, I picked up the phone and it wasn’t Lacey. I checked my phone again to be sure it was her that called me or not and it was. It’s a man, but I don’t think he knows that called. I hear a faded cry in the back, then the sound of a man panting over powers the whimper. Then the call ends.

I sit there for a bit and my eyes start to get real heavy, then I fall asleep. I woke up and heard a quiet thump, I spring from my bed and look around. I notice it probably just me being paranoid so I closed my eyes tried to go back asleep. I was half awake and I feel a hand cover my mouth. I open my eyes and see a man is trying to hold me down. I freak. I kick and try to scream, but his hand is over my mouth. I felt something solid hit my head and I’m knocked out.

I opened my eyes to find myself in what looks like a cage. Cold metal bars surround me to me from escaping.  I was laying in my bed and all I remember is a hand, a hand covering my mouth to silence my scream. My breath is slowly but surely coming back to me.  I’m still in shock. Calm down, find a way out and you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, I repeated to myself. It was time to act strong and tough, I had to face it. I was just kidnapped.

I do my best to remember anything about him. Hair color, eye color, scars, anything, so that if I do get out I can be sure he doesn’t touch another girl again. I hear his voice in a distance, he’s singing. My arms and legs shake, I get chills down my spine, and I feel like vomiting. He approaches the outside of the cage empty handed. He looks at me and smiles. I start crying uncontrollably he walks up to me and touches my chin.”Don’t cry, you’ll be okay.” he says. He’s lying. “You are so beautiful” he whispers in my ear.Who is he? I think to myself. I turn my head in disgust. As I turned my head I found a small solid piece of metal, I hid it in the back of my hand. Then I found out this is what he does. He takes girls, tell them they’re safe and beautiful and worth it and then he... I could get myself to come and face the last part...Then murders them. I become motivated to escape, I refuse to sit here any longer and just wait until he hurts me or even worse.”Your friend Lacey, she was as well” He says. I pause. “How do you know her? What did you do to her? Where is she? I scream for her, “Lacey! Lacey!” He slaps me across the face. I cry in pain.”Yesterday when she came home from school, you were supposed to go to her house too, but you ended up not. I was waiting for you Sam, but you didn’t show up.” Why me? What did I do? Why am I the one he wants? “Lacey” I say quietly, “You killed Lacey.” I took the small piece of metal and jammed it into his temple. I ran as fast as I could from him. He was catching up. “Don’t do this Sam! You don’t want to do this!” He yells. He catches up and grabs my shirt, I’m pulled onto the ground on my back. He has my wrists in each of his hands keeping me on the ground. Before he has the chance I need him in the gut and kick him in the face. I kept running. I ran and ran until I found my home street.

I sprinted to my home and walked in through the door. Everything after that went by so quickly. We went to the police, I told them everything I could remember. All I could think about was how thankful I am to be alive. Then Lacey comes into my mind and her parents. Later on they were able to find out my kidnappers name, John. That gave me motivation to find him for Lacey. A week later I’m in my bed and struggling with the fact that my friend was murdered and I was supposed to be too.

You killed my friend and a part of me. I will never forget your voice, your eyes, or even your smell. We’re looking for you John. And we will find you.