Charles darted out the door again and pressed himself against the wall, waiting, his hands over his mouth and his eyes squinched shut, waiting, waiting for the scream. There was no scream. Charles sat outside of the bathroom with his ear pressed against the door. He never heard a scream. Hesitantly, he picked himself up off the ground and stared at the door. He didn’t know if he should go back in to see if Kenny was okay, or if he should run off and pretend like he knew nothing. His bladder was bursting now, battling him as he stood there defenseless. Charles decided he was going to man up and go see if Kenny was okay. Charles put his hands on the door and slowly creaked it open. He was shaking furiously, scared that the tiger could pounce at any moment. When he got the door pushed all the way open, Charles walked inside carefully. He knew he was dead, he just knew it. Charles finally came to the corner of the L and looked around it. He expected to see Kenny, torn to shreds, blood everywhere. But, what he saw was even ,ore surprising then that. Nothing, Charles saw absolutely nothing. He was in total shock. Both Kenny and the tiger had mysteriously vanished into thin air. He couldn’t wrap his head around what had happened to them. He heard the door swing open with a bang. “Charles what on earth are you doing standing in the middle of the bathroom. Do you like to disrupt my class by making me have to come down here after you.” Miss Bird looked furious. He honestly didn’t care, he was still it shock that both Kenny and the tiger were no where to be found. Miss Bird walked over to Charles. “Miss Bird, I’m terribly sorry but, Kenny disappeared.” Miss Bird looked at Charles with confusion. “Kenny, who in gods name is Kenny?” Charles looked up at her with extreme confusion. “Come on right now Charles back to class before I send you to the loony bin.” She grabbed his ear and dragged him back to class. As they were walking down the hallway, Charles vision began to become bleary. He could hear a faint call, but he couldn’t make out what it was saying. Suddenly he heard it loud and clear. “Charles!” Charles shot up off his desk to see Miss Bird and thirty other kids staring at him, giggling. “Do you intend to sleep through my class?” “No Miss Bird, I’m sorry.” She went back to the front of the room and once again continued the lesson. Charles began to draw doodles in his book about tigers instead of paying attention.

Something I drew awhile ago that I’m really proud of.

For seminar, we have to do a project where we come up with our own business and write a business plan for it. I’ve decided it would be cute to sell sugar scrubs for my business. I realized I have never made sugar scrubs before, so I decided I should look up how to. I found this recipe on a website that I will link under the recipe.

Sugar Scrub Ingredients

• 1 cup granulated sugar, either white or brown, preferably organic
• ½ cup oil (olive oil and coconut oil work great)
• essential oils of your preference (optional)
• 1 small wide-mouth glass mason jar

How to Make It

1. Mix all ingredients and store in an airtight container, such as a mason jar.
2. Use 1 tablespoon as needed in the shower. Scrub skin with the mixture and rinse will. It will leave your skin feeling like silk. Goodbye dry skin!

Website: https://wellnessmama.com/3628/sugar-scrub/

I found this quote and really liked it because it was about working on confidence. As a teenage girl, I personally need to work on my confidence more, as many of us do. I like this quote because it reminds me that instead of focusing on what other people say about me, I have to listen to what I say. I have to work to make sure I think positive things about myself instead of negative.

We are all passionate about something. We all have something that we are good at and we just love to do. I myself am very passionate about many things. I will talk about a few of them.

ART: I love art and anything to do with it so much (except pottery I suck at that). I am mostly into drawing and painting. I could sit down for hours and just draw/paint all day (which I have). I would consider myself to be pretty good at it, but I know there is always room for improvement. I always want to improve my art because I know I’m not perfect (no one is) but I still want to make things that I and others are proud of. I love doing art because it clears and relaxes my mind. It something that is fun for me to do.

BAKING: I really love baking, and I do it quite often. I like baking all sorts of things. From cookies to brownies and cupcakes. I find baking really relaxing and also very rewarding. It’s rewarding because afterward I get to eat what I made :).

Reading: I absolutely love to read. It’s very relaxing to me (as you can tell, I like things that relax me). I have always loved reading. I like mostly fiction rather then non-fiction, I find it more interesting. But honestly, I could read for hours on end if someone let me.

These were just a few things that I am passionate about.