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Death

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The concept of death scares the life out of me to a deeper level. I want to be able to understand where we go after we completely lose consciousness. I don’t know why I am so interested in Death, but I think about it every night before bed. I’ll stare at my ceiling and think Who am I? Am I living in a simulation? Are we people around me even real? Or is it my world that everyone else is living in?

The concept of Heaven and Hell might be real, but for some reason, I don’t believe it. I believe that it is a concept created by humans over time. How do we know if there is a heaven or a hell if we have never died? There are so many questions I have, but I can’t answer until I experience it myself. Of course, I don’t want to die; I just want to know how the afterlife works. Do we immediately get reincarnated?

I’ve read articles online, I’ve talked to people, and somehow still can’t seem to understand. Obviously, humans were never meant to think about death. But are the concepts of Heaven and hell supposed to make us forget about the fact of death? Or keep us in a safe headspace, to where we think we know we are going in the afterlife.

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AP Chem, More Like AP Misery

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I know junior year is supposed to be hard and all, but this is really my tipping point. Between three other AP classes, precalc, journalism, and being a yearbook editor, as well as other extracurriculars like being in Student Council, a dorm prefect, and in varsity sports, I have taken on a lot this year. All of these things are in addition to keeping up with my friends and family and also keeping myself in check.

Even though it’s a lot, honestly, I could do it. That is, if it weren’t for the class that could commonly go by the name of the course of satan himself.

Now, I have nothing against Mr. Driscoll; I love him. He’s super sweet, helpful, and knows what he is talking about. However, I don’t think the best teacher in the entire world could get me through that class. Again, this is not due to Mr. Driscoll, but as soon as I walk through the door of the chem lab, I am flooded with an immediate sense of grief. If I hear one more person talk about mass spectroscopy, thermodynamics, or stoichiometry, I don’t think I will make it to next week. I genuinely think everyone still in that class is some sort of superhero.

This past week, I have been pursuing other options for classes to take if I drop out of AP Chem. After much thought, I have decided to transfer to AP Bio. Now, I know AP Bio doesn’t sound all that different from AP Chem, but it is for me. I just have this deep-rooted and indescribable hatred for chemistry that cannot be applied to anything else. I’m not exactly sure what ionic compound demon possessed me when I was choosing my classes last year.

Anyhow, it doesn’t matter anymore, as I am out of that class forever. I will never be haunted by intermolecular forces and chemical reactions again. I am free.

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Sinister

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On a train away we sailed,

slowly but at the speed of light,

we jumped into the cage called freedom.

oblivious but fully aware,

we jumped off of the cliff

and landed in a field of feathers.

soft and warm were the feathers

that were plucked off of the once flying birds.

and then came a hand,

and a voice

“come with me to The Good Place,” it said

so we took its hand and followed through the land on fire.

demons greeted us with open arms,

and we drank a sweet, red liquid.

“This doesn’t look like Heaven,” we said

A man with red horns smiled and replied

“oh trust me child, this is heaven for people like us.”

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The Ride from Hell

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09a 1978 Lincoln Town Car (E)
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Tonight I experienced the ride from hell. After having a wonderful weekend with my mom, my sister, and my friend Joanna it eventually became time for us to part ways. When we were picked up by the Executive town car service at the Sheraton Universal Hotel in Los Angeles CA, that is when hell came raining down. Town cars are supposed to be comfortable, relaxing, and contain fresh air, but instead we got uncomfortable, nerve-racking, and the smell had Joanna and I on the verge of gagging.

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