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Monday, March 19, 2012

Don't Be Scared. Hold My Hand - Poem

Little baby you've been born.
I see your twinkling eyes I've longed to stare into.
My little sister.

Little baby, this world is so cold.
There's heart break and lies but little baby I know you'll be bold.
Don't be scared Hun, don't cry.
Because Ima' tell you the truth
Little baby I won't lie.
No.. I won't lie to you.

When you see Big Sissy cryin',
don't be scared.
It's when you, when a tear kisses your soft cheek
that I will be there every minute, second, day, night and week.
I'm your guardian angel even when I'm alive
I'll be your teacher to help and teach.
To make you strive little baby

I will be here for you
I don't care if my body is damaged and my bones get weak
I will fight for you little baby
And help you reach the dreams you seek.

This world is cold little baby
And I know you'll be bold
But Amorah
You'll eventually sink in the quick sand
But don't be scared little sis'
Hold my hand.

- To Amorah Alexandria
From your Big Sis', Alycia
Ti amo bambina. <3

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Zombie (Part 1)

It's October. I'm sitting on the corner of Clemson and Doberman Avenue. I checked the schools, the hospitals, all the houses my feet could carry me to. But nobody, not a soul was left.  The zombies got Jen and Rick. Mom and Dad... Lily and Tim. They're gone too.

My loaded rifle sat to my side with the AK positioned on my back, and the Desert Eagle hanging off my side. I'm almost  out of ammo and food is sparse. I rewrapped my wound and used the last bit of neosporin I had left. Luckily, I got to Dr. Lenards during the evacuation. But the zombies got him, so I have to be careful with the few shots of  vaccine I have. I lay my head on the closest rock, and covered my self with my dad's old army jacket, and dozed off.

As I awakened, I heard a low and gritty moan. Slowly, I turned around with my hands ready to scoop the gun off my hip. I jerked the gun out it's satchel and rose it upward. BLOAW! I shot a zombie in the middle of it's forehead, and warm goopy guts flew in my face. About a dozen more were making their way towards me. I'm the only fresh flesh alive within a 100 mile radius now, and they're ready for a feast. I ran to a Hummer and climbed in. The leather was stripped from the seats, but that didn't matter to me. The keys were still in the ignition, so I took the driving skills I barely had and put them to use.

When I was able to get the Hummer running, the flesh junkies were trying to invade the car. I switched gears and stomped on the gas. To throw them off the car I started swerving left and right as if I was dodging bullets. My technique worked though, and the zombies were flying off the car. One busted the window sheild and I shot it's head off. Another climbed throught the right window and I ripped his arm off. A horrible shriek spilled from it's mouth. I was sick from the excitment and had stopped the car.

 When I regained a bit of strength, I drove for an hour or two so I could perfect my driving. I ended up going for 2 days straight with no sleep or food, just pure Adrenalin was keeping me awake. I turned on the radio hoping for a signal. A broadcast came on.

"Anyone, anyone out there. We are the Survivors Nation. If you can hear us, please come. Woodhaven Blvd, NY. In the old bakery."

I stopped the car and inspected it for weaponry, and maps. It was my luck! The whole trunk was full of weapons and ammo along with a map of  New York. I drove for hours on end, day after day, night through night. Only stopping for supply refills.

 I arrived at the old bakery, and was welcomed by my new family. I was searched for bites and signs of infection. Even though I was bitten, they still invited me into there home and cared for my wound. The vaccine I carried in my blood was cloned and used on everybody within a 100 miles of the bakery. In time we built a barrier around the vaccinated area and a new society was formed.

(This story is continued.. )

Monday, February 27, 2012

My Best Friend Tony ( :

My best friend's name is Tony. Tony, and I have been best friends for 2-3. We met through my cousin which is his friend also. As soon as we talked, I knew we would be the best of friends!
   We are always on the phone talking to each other now. We have conversations about the silliest things! And we also occasionally talk about life situations. He's a big help when it come to that. No matter what it's about I can always come to Tony! .
   TonyBear (that's what I call him) is like a big brother to me almost. He's one of the few people I can trust. He's always there for me when I need him and I will always be there for him too. When I cry Tony is there, when I'm just sad Tony is there. When I need help, Tony is there! It's the same for him too. Without em' I don't know what I would do with myself. He puts me back on track and straightens me out when I need it!
I believe that I have made the best choice in the world to be friends with TonyBear. I love my Bestie! <3

ELA Showcase ( ;

My three favorite posts are! :
Me and the Tattoo Gun , Music Is My Life - Poem , and My Most Favorite Time In My Childhood. These are my favorite because my writing sounds, and flows so much better. Also, I'm more descriptive and in detail with my writing, and it's deeper.
*Ex. 1: I loved those tattoos so much , the sparkles and the intricate lines swirled all around the deep colors . - Me and the Tattoo Gun.
*Ex. 2: Turn up the amps
give me a mic
Let my vocals fill your head - This line from Music Is My Life - Poem showed how I was really getting into my writing.
*Ex. 3: The thing I most cherished about her room was the big, blue, rough carpet that blanketed the floor next to the calender and the huge rocking chair. - My Most Favorite Time In My Childhood. I believed this line shows how detailed I'm getting.


A post that most reflects my creativity is The Hunger Games Melody. I had to really think about the lyrics with my friend Katlyn. I normally do not write songs, because my creativity is reflected in my drawings and poems. But I believe this shows it even more, because to write a decent song you have to be super mega creative!


I've grown as a writer! My best piece to represent this is The Hunger Games Research Project. While writing this this post, the class learned how to put links to our resources that we got information into the research paper (which will be showed in the post, just click on link). I learned something new and so I believe that's one of the many ways I have grown as a writer.          

The best example that I am a thinker/learner is Hunger Games Poem Project. I think this shows I am a thinker because this poem was extremely hard to write. The reason for this is because even though I write poems, writing a poem based on a given topic such as a book is hard for me. It's kind of hard to explain but I really had to think a lot about the rhyming words, and keeping it all on that one topic. I also had to use words related to the book, and find words that rhyme with them that also go with the book!
*Ex.: Trying to hold your sanity is hard to do,
when vicious opponents are after you.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Why Do I Like Zombies? What's Up With My Blog Title?

Well, I grew up watching scary movies with my daddy. Basically, since I was born. I've watched people get split in half, eaten by huge beetles, and thrown around by a guy with a metal pyramid for a head.
This and much more. This is also were I get my sick since of humor (I normally don't show that in school, so you're safe.) which I share with my daddy too. I still love scary movies especially ones that have zombies in them.
      My love for zombies started when I was really young. The thought of humans not being able to control themselves when they are exposed to the smell of flesh is scary, but it always had me fascinated. And did you know that zombies are not controlled by there own thoughts? There brains are sort of hacked by a virus that tells them to feed, stay alive, and spread the virus. And they won't stop until they do!
     Zombie games are the best games in the world! Even though I have to shoot the one thing that i adore, they still are fun. I really enjoy them. But it's hard to explain why a 'girly-girl' likes that type of stuff.
     On to where my blog got it's name from. A couple of weeks ago, my sister/twin introduced me to a name thing that her and her friends thought up randomly. I was interested so I listened, and here's how it works; You take the first letter of your name, and think of a guys name that starts with the same letter. Mine happened to be Andy( ;. I also liked zombies so we turned regular old Andy into AndyTheZombehh! And now that's what they call me.
     Next to drawing, and singing/music, there comes zombies. And zombies will always be one of my favorite flesh eating organisms!


This is a drawing of a Zombie I drew( ; It's not exactly done. But I hope you enjoy!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Hello Every Body ( ;

I love all of you in the world , expecially my someone( ; ..
Anywaaaaaay , how are y'all ?
Good Morning , good day , Good Morning ... I would like to talk to you all about ... something .
- Haha I'm so random .
Did you know , that one time I drank 4 Monsters within 5 minutes ?
.. see what had happen was , I was thirsty and there was nothing but water . Obviously I didnt choose water ... soI walked to the store or whatever . And bought a case of Monsters , and drank 4 ... Yeah I was hyper.
I get hyper quickly ..
I have ADD
Wanna talk about cupcakes ? pickles ? God Zilla ? Galaxies ?
Have y'all seen the Vow yet ? Me neither ...
I like Chucks ... they are awesome shoes ..
Speaking of God Zilla .. I saw this person ... that looked just like another person witha God Zilla shirt ( :
- Ha ! Y'all thought I was gonna say that the person looked like God Zilla .. Y'all have evil minds ) :
My fav bands and groups are - BVB , Asking Alexandria ... um BOTDF , Bullet For My Valentine ..
And many more ..
I can count to 10 <3

- This is what ADD does to my mind ... A bunch of random thoughts that distract me in mid sente ..
I want a orange , there my fav fruit ( :