Mackenzie Writes

What is life? Waiting Wondering Pondering Processing Pushing through the tough That just past you To make a better you This is what life is A cycle A process A brainstorm Sensations surrounding you Solving problems Sickening views Beautiful life we live Beckoning to us to keep going Boisterously pushing us to our Limits Last minutes Lacking love Only giving us loneliness Obstacles Opening the door to the Everlasting Evoking End.

I was asked to present the following to my World Literature class about any Latin American author, poet, or playwright after 1880: Pablo Neruda - Ode to My Socks Poem:  https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/ode-my-socks

Crazy Kingdom Travel Agency: Are you looking for your the vacation of your dreams? Well, Crazy Kingdom Tours  has the perfect place for you. It comes complete with a dark forbidden forrest and a full tour of the kingdom. A special viewing of a beheading within the King’s beheading chambers is included in the deluxe package. The chambers have a  lovely view of the valley, the village, the forbidden forrest AND the calling sea to which you can not see from the villages along the forrest line, which is where you will be staying! A tour of the forbidden forrest is typically running under the King’s nose as he has forbidden anyone from the forrest. You will be acquainted with a tour guide who will educate you on the mysterious creatures and the ingression history of why the forrest is forbidden. If you make it out of the forrest and you reach the calling sea, a sail boat will be made available for your escape. (Crazy Kingdom Tours is not responsible for any deaths, beheadings, o...

Anthropomorphism: The toast excitedly jumped out of the toaster and played themselves onto the plate. “Hello plate, how are you today?” The plate answered, “I was swell until you burned my face.” The toast chuckled as butter was spread across his chest. “This is the life!” the toast proudly proclaimed.

When I look outside my window I see the world.  I wonder if it is flat or if it is round. I think about how people exist on such a place.  Are we just an illusion?  I can’t tell anymore but I know one thing is for sure, I am here to find the answers for you.  To what life is, to why and how.  To find out how it all started and when or if it will end. I am human fighting for humans.  Is someone in control of us?  I am not sure. That's something else to discover.  I am taking you on a journey like no other so,  I can only hope you are ready for the answers I discover. Some might say I am crazy, only I know I am not.  People who agree with me don’t otherwise agree with those engulfed in society’s norms,  they in fact agree with my beautiful truth of…  of what? The universe? The world?  Maybe just, life.  So far, there is no exact proof for what I have discovered,  unless you ...

They say the first step to fixing your problem is admitting you have one. Unfortunately, I am not quite there yet. My name is Jessy Anderson and I did everything I could to stay sane. My life is... Crazy. I get good grades, I have a job, I just got accepted all of the best colleges. I fulfilled all my parents ridiculous expectations. But no matter what I do it never seems to be enough. My Mother tells me Im too fat, Im an embarrassment, a disappointment, Im a whore, Im ugly. She even told me she wanted me to die... It never ends. My Father tells me Im a disappointment and Im dumb just like my mother. He asks me why I always make such bad decisions. I just sit there and take their abuse. My friends are the only ones that know what their abuse does to me. I have an eating disorder to please my mom and my insecurities. I do a number of drugs and drink quite a bit of alcohol to take the pain away. Most of the time it works. My "condition" grows worse and worse every day and ...

A man and his wife have just wed. They move into a beautiful home together. Outside of their front yard is a tall oak tree. The trees leaves change and fall when the Autumn season comes around. The wife falls in love with the tree because it is so beautiful, the man despises this tree because the leaves always fall in their yard. The man and the woman spend every Autumn together raking the leaves and bagging them up. The man and woman are old now, the woman is ill and asks her husband to spread her ashes under the tree after she passes. The man does as she wishes.  One lonely Autumn season rolls around for the, now, widower. He goes out to the yard and attempts to clean up the leaves. Because he has no help, the man struggles to get the leaves cleaned up.To make matters worse, the wind begins to pick up. The man manages to rake the leaves into a pile. Annoyed, the old man goes inside to grab some trash bags, when he returns he sees that the yard is, once again, a mess.“Why d...