Kristina

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 * Hi, my name is** Kristina. (=
 * Grade:** eighth grade!.
 * Best Holiday: Christmas . **
 * Birth Month: May. **
 * Career Goals: //all soccer!// **
 * Favorite Band(s): All-American Rejects. **
 * Favorite Food: Spaghetti **
 * Favorite Munchies: pringles =p **
 * Favorite soft drink: //pepsi // **
 * Favorite Subject: MATH! **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Pet Peeve: none. **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Pets: puppy!(<span style="color: rgb(122, 89, 222);">= ralphie. **

The bright sun just began to rise and that meant five o’clock on the farm. As I lay in my bed the sun was peaking through the blinds. The crisp smell of bacon drifted under my nose and the sound of the shower was louder than usual. I swung my legs off the bed and slipped my feet into my fluffy purple slippers. I walked down stairs in my over sized t-shirt and baggy sweat pants. As my eyes began to focus, I saw a woman hovering over the stove trying to flip pancakes and struggling to write something down. She wore black, shiny high heels, a gray pencil skirt, and a pink blouse. It was my mom, Andrea. “Good morning mom,” “Oh, I didn’t here you coming down the stairs Nicole!” “Where’s Anthony?” “He’s taking a quick shower before he does his chores,” said Andrea, as she was placing my breakfast in front of me. “Thank you,” Andrea nodded “I’m a little late for my press conference, so call me if you need anything. Also make sure you pack today, busy day tomorrow!” The door slammed and made my plate rattle on the kitchen table. I walked over to the refrigerator and took out the pitcher of fresh orange juice. As I began to pour the juice into my glass, Anthony ran down the stairs. “What are you-=E 2 but he was already out the door before I got to say anything to him. I placed my dish and glass into the sink and went upstairs. I turned the radio on to Z100 and started the shower. No one was home so I could take a long shower today! As I stepped out of the shower, the clock read 8:00; I have a busy day today because tomorrow I’m heading to Spain with my friends. Since its spring break my friends and I decided to take a trip together. At first my mom and dad were against it, but they finally agreed and went along with it! I walked out of the bathroom and tiptoed to my room, and I shut the door behind me. It is a hot, moist day, and the air conditioning wasn’t on. My window was open and the blinds were blowing in an upward direction. I changed quickly into a tank top and Capri-sweatpants. I grabbed my coach purse and my car keys, and ran to the barn. “Anthony?” I yelled. “What do you want?” He responded in an attitude. “I just came up here to tell you that I’m running some errands, do you need anything from the store?” I asked. “Yeah, can you go to20CVS and pick up my pills?” Answered Anthony. “Sure thing, I will be back around 12:00.” I replied. I pulled into the complex parking lot and parked closest to the nail salon. I got out of20my car and entered the nail salon. The woman told me twenty minutes, the wait would be, so I decided to go next door to barns n’ nobles to buy a book for my airplane ride. I came out of the store with more than just one book. In my bag, there were three magazines and two novels. I can’t wait to read them! I went back to the nail salon and finally I was taken by one of the girls that were there last time. I walked back to the parking lot, to my car and put it into reverse. My nails were still wet so I had to be careful. When I pulled into the CVS parking lot, I saw my old eighth grade teacher! I couldn’t let him see me; otherwise I will be in an hour conversation with him. I quickly ran into the store and luckily he didn’t see me. I walked to the back of the store, where the pharmacy was. “Can I please pick a prescription?” “Sure, last name please?” asked Paul, the man behind the counter. “Smith.” The man walked to the back shelves and picked out Anthony’s prescription. “Anthony?” He questioned. “Yes, that’s it. It’s for my brother!” I quickly answered. “Oh I see, well here you go,” said the man as he handed it to me. “Thank you,” and I walked out to the parking lot. 0A I couldn’t believe it; Anthony was still doing his chores. Usually he was done after maybe two hours and it was already 1:00pm. I was running a little late because I had to wait to get my nails done and pick up Anthony’s prescription. I walked into the barn and he was feeding the horses. “Why are you still working?” I asked “I don’t know I guess I started a little late.” He answered. “Alright, whatever.” “Did you get my medicine?” Anthony asked. “Yes I did.” I answered. “Thank you.” He murmured. I left the barn and walked into the back entrance of my house. My dad was lying down on the couch watching football. I quietly walked upstairs so I wouldn’t disturb him. I pushed open my bedroom door and it was still hot in my room, but I guessed that my dad but the fan in the hallway to get cool air into the rooms. My room was small but soon I will be in college after this year. Some of my friends don’t want senior year to end but I want to travel the world and get to explore out of the United States. I’m going to the University of California, Berkeley, and I’m very excited! After that I plan to go to Europe and have a journey that will lead me to where I should be spending my life. I opened up my closet and too k out my black suitcase to start packing for my vacation with my friends. I know for sure that I can’t fit all my clothes into this one bag. I packed maybe everything in my dresser that I own. It was 2:30, and I had time because I finished packing, got my nails done, and also bought some things to keep me busy for the airplane ride. I walked downstairs and I saw my dad making some lunch for himself. “Hi dad!” “Hey honey, when did you get home?” He asked. “Around umm, 1:15.” I said. “Oh, I didn’t hear you upstairs.” He explained.0A “I know, I saw you watching television so I didn’t want to bother you.” I replied. “That was nice of you!” He murmured as he walked back over to the couch. I walked over to the refrigerator and took out the turkey, ham, mustard, and the pickle jar. I went to the breadbasket and took the wheat bread out it. After I finished making my sandwich, I sat down next to my dad and watched the football game with him. Anthony walked in drenched in water! My dad and I turned around with shock. “What happened to you?” I exclaimed. “The water buckets fell on top of me from the loft, right before I finished my chores.” He sighed. “Oh gosh. Are you okay?” I yelled. “Do I look okay to you?” He screamed. “Geese, I’m just asking!” I mumbled. He walked over to the bathroom and was drying himself with a towel. He threw his clothes into the dryer and went upstairs to get a clean shirt and pants. The clock read 4:00, and mom should be home any minute now! I was empting the dishwasher and Anthony was washing the dishes at the same time. “Can you finish up here, because I have to finish getting everything ready for tomorrow?” I asked. “Sure thing, you got my medicine, so I have to return that favor.” He kindly answered. “Thanks Ant!” I said, and walked upstairs to my room! My flight tomorrow was at 3:30 in the morning so I needed to make sure everything was down stairs. I gathered my suitcase, my carry on, which considered of my I-pod, a deck of cards, my books and magazines, my camera, and my cell phone! Also I took my medicine and hair stuff bag downstairs. As I was rolling my suitcase downstairs my mom tumbled threw the door. She was carrying a load of papers and was all wet. “Mom?” I asked strangely. “Hi sweaty, it’s pouring outside! Didn’t you hear it?” She asked. “Nope, I was upstairs packing and getting everything together for to morrow! I also had the music on load, maybe that’s why I couldn’t hear it.” I responded. “Probably honey!” She chuckled. “Did you have dinner yet, its 6:00 already?” She explained. “No, I didn’t. I thought dad was making barbeque chicken tonight?” “I don’t know, I just saw him and Anthony leave. He said they were going to the hardware store to get some nails to patch up the railing in the barn.” She said. “Okay, are you going to make dinner?” I asked. “Sure, what would you like to eat?” She replied. “May I have pizza please?” I begged. “I will order it than. It will probably take a half an hour to get here.” She exclaimed. “Okay, I think I’m going to take a nap, since we have to get up at 2:00.” I said. “Alright, I will wake you up when the pizza is here!” She mumbled. * I reached for my purse under the seat and took out my blackberry. I had five missed calls from my dad and mom. I didn’t want to call them now because you can’t have your cell phones on in the airplane, so I will just call them when I arrive to the airport with my friends. My friends weren’t sitting next to me because they got their tickets earlier than me so they were in the front, and I was towards the back. I didn’t like the idea of splitting up but it’s not a big deal to sit alone on a plane, and plus you have other people around you. The loud speaker interrupted my thought and announced that the plane was moving straight into a storm and might have some technical problems and once they started to explain instructions when the plane goes down I freaked! The man next to me was sleeping and I thought I would put his seat belt on=2 0for him because I didn’t want to wake him and tell him what was happening. At first the plane ride was okay, but than it was becoming extreme. I could hear the chunks of ice bolting against the planes side and the hard rain splashing against the window. These weather conditions were constant for two hours straight and than the real stuff began! I was holding onto the arm rests of the chair and was praying that my friends, the old man sitting next to me and I were going to survive this and come out of this alive. I felt the plane shaking more and I looked out the window, and saw the wings of the plane rattling. I was extremely frightened by what was happening. I looked over to the old man and he was still sleeping, I just wanted to make sure, so I checked his pulse. He was still alive! *** Honey? Andrea’s voice echoed. I shot up from the couch with a fright! “What’s going on?” I screamed. “Nothing, I told you I was going to wake you up when the pizza was here.” My mom said. “Oh, sorry. I had a really bad dream!” I sighed. My mom came over and sat next to me on the couch. She lightly kissed me on the forehead, and than I felt the whole house shaking out of control! “Mom! Mom! What’s happening?” I yelled! “It’s all right sweaty, I’m always here for you!” *** The image of my mother faded out with her voice along with it and my head hit full force against the seat in front of me! The old man was awake now and kept asking me tons and tons of questions. I blocked his voice out, and reached up for the oxygen mask that came down as the loud speaker was giving more instructions. I felt the plane going down headfirst, I looked out the window and we were above the water. Luckily it was water and not land. I felt the force of gravity pushing me in to my seat and holding on to anything in sight so that I wouldn’t fall. The old man next to me was doing the same. It was only in a matter of seconds when we would crash and I could see the water coming in to a view more clearly. I could hardly breathe, as I fear death. The lights went out on the plane and everybody’s screaming was blocked out of my head by the pray that I was yelling! “ Lord Jesus, I come before Thee, just as I am, I am sorry for my sins, I repent of my sins, please forgive me. In Thy Name, I forgive all others for what they have done against me. I renounce Satan, the evil spirits and all their works. I give Thee my entire self, Lord Jesus; I accept Thee as my Lord God and Savior. Heal me, change me, and strengthen me in body, soul, and spirit. Come Lord Jesus, cover me with Thy Precious Blood, and fill me with Thy Holy Spirit, I love Thee Lord Jesus, I praise Thee Lord Jesus, I thank Thee Jesus, I shall follow Thee everyday of my life. Amen. Mary, My Mother, Queen of Peace, all the Angels and Saints, please help me. Amen. Say this prayer faithfully, no matter how you feel. When you come to the point where you sincerely mean each word with all your heart, Jesus will change your whole life in a very special way. You will see.” My prayer was done and now there was nothing I could. The plane dove into the water and crashed. There was silence for a couple of minutes and than I heard people screaming, and banging on the windows to try and get out. I unhooked my seatbelt and got out of my seat, trying to walk over people to get to the exit. There were about one hundred people trying to squeeze through each person to slip down the blow up slide to reach for the safety boat. I crawled under somebody and slid down the slide to the boat. The coastal guards were waiting for us and trying to help rescue everyone from the airplane. “What happened next? Tell me, tell me!” said Taylor, my little cousin. “Well I was saved and than I had a long trip back to an airport that was close by.” I replied. “Did you ever go to Spain?” she asked. “Nope, I never got to go, and I never been on a plane ever since my crash!” I explained. “Wow, it was have been terrifying!” She yelled. “It was but I knew that God was going to save me … and he did!” I mumbled.
 * My eyes shot open and I woke up abruptly! A 5-year-old child was kicking my chair repeatedly. I was just remembering the events of the night before I left my house to the airport for Spain. The flight attendant was walking passed and asked me if I wanted anything before she leaves. She said that the weather was pretty rough and we might be experiencing some turbulence. I motioned her to keep going and she told me I better buckle up before this ride starts to get harsh. Right before I could even say thank you to her she was already down the isle buckled up in //her// own seat! I looked across from the old man sitting next to me to take a look at the weather and it was hailing and raining. I sat back in my seat in a state of breakdown. I’m terrified of airplanes ever since my Uncle John was in a plane crash. Luckily he didn’t pass away, but he was in intensive care for about two months.

Questions for Peer Reviewers

1. Think of plot—is it original? (If an adaptation, is it creative or interesting to you?) What suggestions do you have for the author(s)? The plot is good. But near the beginning why does it say 0A. 2. Think about problems that the characters face. Are there complications that add enough suspense, tension, or interest? Is there a climax that satisfies you? Is the resolution satisfying? What could be added or changed? Yes the problems are good. There is a good climax. There is a good resolution. 3. Think of characterization—are the characters life-like? Are characters likable and enjoyable? Do we get a good sense of character from many of these: description, dialogue, narrator's opinion, discussion from other characters, the character’s own actions? The characters are very creative and life-like because they say stuff that people would say. 4. Think of imagery and details. Do they help you //see// and //hear// and //experience// the story? What details would you like to see in the next revision of the story? Yes, they help you hear and experience the story. 5. What areas of the story need the most improvement? What suggestions do you have for the author? None of the story.

1. Think of plot—is it original? (If an adaptation, is it creative or interesting to you?) What suggestions do you have for the author(s)? yea i think this was a really good story 2. Think about problems that the characters face. Are there complications that add enough suspense, tension, or interest? Is there a climax that satisfies you? Is the resolution satisfying? What could be added or changed? it was really interesting but I couldn't figure out if she was dreaming about her crash and then it happend or wat 3. Think of characterization—are the characters life-like? Are characters likable and enjoyable? Do we get a good sense of character from many of these: description, dialogue, narrator's opinion, discussion from other characters, the character’s own actions? they are reallly life like 4. Think of imagery and details. Do they help you //see// and //hear// and //experience// the story? What details would you like to see in the next revision of the story? i think she did a really goood job with it 5. What areas of the story need the most improvement? What suggestions do you have for the author?

1. Think of plot—is it original? (If an adaptation, is it creative or interesting to you?) What suggestions do you have for the author(s)?

2. Think about problems that the characters face. Are there complications that add enough suspense, tension, or interest? Is there a climax that satisfies you? Is the resolution satisfying? What could be added or changed?

3. Think of characterization—are the characters life-like? Are characters likable and enjoyable? Do we get a good sense of character from many of these: description, dialogue, narrator's opinion, discussion from other characters, the character’s own actions?

4. Think of imagery and details. Do they help you //see// and //hear// and //experience// the story? What details would you like to see in the next revision of the story?

5. What areas of the story need the most improvement? What suggestions do you have for the author?