Finding Camda

This is a chapter from a book I started writing about two months ago. I haven't done much with it lately but I think I'm going to continue writing it slowly. I'm not going to explain much of the plot, partly 'cause I don't want my viewers to get too into it, and then not finish it, but also because the first chapter explains some of it.

   

Chapter 1-Totaled-

I quickly swerved right, narrowly missing the red Ford truck headed straight toward me. I over corrected. Sliding onto two wheels I screamed as my new Toyota tipped over and began rolling down a small hill next to the road.

 

I woke up strapped down to a bed. A hospital bed. For those of you who don't know, I hate hospitals. Their anesthetic smell makes me queasy, and all the white made me cringe. I mean, who would want to see what is on the sheets, and walls? Anyway you get the point. I struggled against the straps but I couldn't get free. I was about to start yelling, but just then some one in a white lab coat walked in.

 

“Well James,” the doctor said to me“according to my observations you are doing better than your car. All you have are some bruises, and a small concussion from when you're head slammed into your steering wheel. All in all you're in much better shape than you should be.” he paused looking at me oddly. “You're strapped down so that you don't hurt yourself while you're unconscious.” he added seeing me struggle against the scratchy straps.
 

I guess I forgot to mention, I'm not from this dimension. Yeah, it's weird but it's the way it is. I'm from a different dimension named Camda. When I was eight I found out that my adult friend, Dr. Taylor, knew about something that would happen in the future. She also knew about my unique abilities, and many survival skills, and so she found a way, and sent me here to this strange world. I remember everything about Camda. All except how to get back. One of my unique skills is that I don't get hurt easily. I could fall off a fifty story building, and end up with at most a sprained ankle and a concussion.

 

 

I get it, I'm a freak, the doctors don't need to rub it in.
 

“However, on the subject of your car,” he paused hesitantly “I'm afraid it was totaled.”
 

“It was totaled!?!?” I asked stunned. I had gotten that car just a week ago, on my 16^th birthday. Okay, it was my 16^th birthday here, it was my tenth birthday where I came from. Anyway, it was REALLY special to me. The only parents I really knew had given it to me. Back in Camda I had been abandoned at the age of four, but made my way by myself from there. Here I had been put in the foster system, but the first foster parents that I had adopted me two years ago.

It took me a while to be able to speak again, but finally I did “Where are my parents?”
 

“They should be here any minute,” he said “they were contacted and are on their way.” Just as he finished saying this a woman with auburn hair and green eyes entered with a man of the same complexion.

“Mom! Dad!” I exclaimed as they came over and, unstrapping my wrists, gave me amazingly strong hugs. “I'm so glad to see you!”
 

“Are you okay? Are you okay?” my mom kept questioning me while she looked me over. Finally satisfied she stepped back. Only then did I notice my dad talking to the doctor, who had a wondering look on his face.

“Do you need anything?” the doctor asked my parents.
 

“No,” my mom said immediately “but, when will James be able to come home?”
 

“Just as soon as you sign some papers, and bring your car around,” he said cheerfully. But I could tell from his tone that he had more to say. Or ask.

 

Enjoy!

Poohbear

What Are Gangs Really?

Here is a short essay I wrote on current gangs. In school we had been studying The Outsiders by Hinton S.E, and this was a final prodject that I did on it.


What are Gangs Really?
   
     Many people believe that gangs are just a bunch of immature teens, looking for trouble. Many also believe gangs only appear in novels such as The Outsiders, by S.E. Hinton, and other fictional stories. Gangs are much, much more than that. They have reasons, they are real, and they may be closer than thought.

       First off, ten persent of America's teens have parental stress along with anger, hurt, and other hormonal issues. If teens have any one of these problems they feel that they have to prove to the world that they are "cooler" than that. Some of the things that today's teens consider "cool" include drinking alcohol under age, getting into trouble with the police, and smoking under age, along with many others. Children and teens rob stores, mug fellow students, and vandalize school property just out of peer pressure! Gangs are not always about the trouble, and they don’t like getting put in jail. That's why they run.

       Second, gangs are presented widely among novels, videos, and T.V. shows such as Bones, N.C.I.S., and The Outsiders, by S. E. Hinton. This does not mean that they are all fictional characters. There are many real world gangs, like the Latin Kings, Devil's Disciples, and Los Zetas. These gangs are known for their cruel measures, and encounters with legal forces. They kidnap, mug, or even murder many real people, not just actors, as well as robing grocery stores and other petty crimes.

       In conclusion, gangs are everywhere, not just in the big cities or high schools. There are hundreds if not thousands of gangs made up of middle schoolers. Any kid can join, all they have to prove is that they are tough. These gangs may not go as far as murder, but they mug and bully younger children all the time. These small gangs may in the future be known nationwide for the same cruel acts as the current ones, but only if they are not stopped now. Gang safety is sparsely taught about around the nation, but it is underrated. Parents believe that their children are safe, that their children would never do a thing like that. How would they know better if they aren't taught differently? Understandably just telling them may not always be enough, but at least children will be warned.

Introduction

Through this blog I will be sharing my scattered writings, with the general public. I enjoy writing all sorts of stories, whether fantasy, or sci-fi, it doesn't matter. Most things I will be posting will either be random chapters from one of the many novels I'm writing, a short story I wrote for fun, or writing assignments that I am doing in school. Many of my posts will me scientific research papers, or current events, for as we all know, unfortunately, life is not a fairytale.

Happy writing,
Poohbear