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Take Two By Patty Paralemos 8-2 It was the day before my thirteenth birthday. I was in a great mood. The sun was shining brightly. I was up early that morning to see Lady Diane marry Prince Charles. That evening I was sitting outside with my friends. The stars were shining brightly. I wished on the first star I saw. I wished that my birthday would be great and that my party would be a success. We were sitting on the steps of my friends house talking about the party, when suddenly Lori fell backwards off the stoop! Luckily, I was there to break her fall. She escaped without a scratch. I started to have pains in my left shoulder. I thought it was nothing but then it really began to hurt and I decided to go home. My mother was worried since I could hardly move my left arm. My father told me to sleep on it and if it still hurt in the morning we would go to the hospital. So, taking his advice, I went to sleep. The next morning, my birthday, I awoke early. I couldn ' t even move. My whole body hurt. So, we went to the Emergency Room at Booth Memorial Hospital. The nurse filled out the insurance forms. She gave me a peculiar look when I told her the day of my birth. When my shoulder was finally ex-rayed, the doctors found that I had cracked my collarbone! I had to wear a brace on my shoulder for a month! I couldn ' t go swimming for the rest of the summer. I had to cancel my party. " Cut! " the director cried. " What kind of joyful birthday scene is this? Start it all over... Take two! It was the day before my thirteenth birthday... Skip Stevenson, " Real People " c o George Schlatter Productions 8321 Beverly Boulevard Los Angeles, CA 90048 Dear Mr. Stevenson: I am an eighth-grader attending a New York City Public School. For a project for my school yearbook, I have decided to try to arrange an interview with my favorite television personality. For this reason, I am writing to you. If posible, I would like to interview you before June of this year. I would be very grateful for this meeting. If no interview is able to be planned, please send me information about you. I thank you for the time and effort you have given me. I would also be looking forward to the next episodes of " Real People " . Thank you! Yours truly, 67-27 213th Street Bayside, New York 11364 1 21 81 George Juang V juJ M.-4 4! 37
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The Victim ' By John Palazzolo Have you ever been at the feet of a mad-man - bound and gagged - your fate determined by a twisted blood-thirsty mind? It ' s a horror. A horror that just has to be released. The events of that night will get out. For now, finally, the story will be told. I was home alone that night. The house was dark and still. The wind-driven rain was blowing against the windows, making a loud tapping sound. Soon the storm started to rage. The wind howled in the trees. Suddenly, I heard a scream. It couldn ' t have been, I told myself. But it was. I heard it with my own ears. I put on my coat and ventured outside. The rain bit at my face. The wind threw me from side to side. As I advanced through the darkness, I tripped over a large object. Now on my knees, I slowly looked up. The street light shined on a man. It was a huge muscular man with ghostly eyes and a rigid beard. I slowly crawled from the man as he gave a spine-chilling laugh. I got up and ran, slipping on the slick pavement, I fell and twisted my ankle. But I had to keep on moving. Slowly I hobbled, half dragging my lame leg behind me. I heard the man ' s footsteps coming closer and closer. When I reached the door I dragged myself in my house. I bolted the door and locked the windows. At last I was safe. I started for the phone. " Hello, police? There ' s a killer outside my door! Please come! " I pleaded. " Please help me! " In the corner of my eye I saw the killer through the window. " Help me!! Please help me!! I ' m at 53-22 Maple Drive. Help! " My pursuer took a flying leap through my large patio window. He grabbed the phone, ripping it from the wall, and threw it across the room. I screamed and yelled at the top of my lungs. He grabbed me by the neck and squeezed until I was half suffocated. The killer then threw me over his shoulder and dumped me on the floor. He savagely ripped off his shirt, tearing it into pieces. He tied my hands and feet and gagged me. The madman frantically searched through the kitchen drawers for something. To my horror, he took out a large meat cleaver. Laughing he slowly approached. One step at a time. The killer came closer and closer. I squirmed. I felt helpless. As the man came nearer I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He knelt down beside me. The man waved the cl eaver at my face. My heart was pounding. I was in a cold sweat. He brushed the blade against my neck. I squirmed in pain. I felt like a worm about to be used as bait. He laughed, looked at me straight in the eyes, and raised the cleaver. I heard sirens in the distance. Was it true? Was it my imagination? It couldn ' t have been. My madman heard it too. He looked at me and gave a sneering growl. As the siren came closer he dropped his weapon and jumped through the window -out into the rain. The killer has left my home, but he is still on the loose. He ' s still out there, somewhere, waiting for the next rainy night. Waiting for someone to be along. Waiting for you. There are many programs on television that suggest acts of violence such as this. Those shows reach young children and people who may be influenced by them. These programs may be thrilling and entertaining for us, but for some people, these shows motivate them to commit their own acts of violence. 36
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HOW BIG BIRD CHANGED MY LIFE By Linda Nicolich 8-2 My life began when I was very small, But then I grew to be very tall. Here and now 1 will say, What happened to me along the way. The TV was turned to a different channel, A channel that was strange and new. 1 quickly dashed to the TV panel. To adjust the color and change the hue. A large yellow bird appeared on the screen, He was very gentle not at all mean. It was a wonderful show and lured me to watch more I was glued to the TV until my eyes were sore. Everyday at that time I watched my TV And even today I have to see, Big Bird • you have changed my life so. When I ' m one hundred - I ' ll still watch your show! By David Slotnick 8-2 I met him once during a dark, stormy night, He said, " How are you? " , I said, " I ' m alright. He said, " I ' m lost. " I said, " Me too! " We decided to see what we could do. All through this dark and dreary eve, Through the streets we did weave. We walked down an alley, We heard a sound. It was Kermit the Frog who we had found! He tried to help us, but to no avail. And we were led to a longer trail. He found his home, but I couldn ' t find mine, And now I live on Sesame Street and Vine. tJr R rv » ' 38
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