The Last Night

50 girls sit in a close circle late at night. Everyone knows what’s happening tomorrow- we’re leaving. Camp will be over and nobody can except it. We all try to play it off, but inside we’re all crying. All the counselors gathered around us, trying to comfort us, but there’s nothing they can do. They pass out all the song books, and we all flip to the same page. Everyone’s arms are around each other as we start to sing.  The first song is good- happy, cheerful, everyone starts to feel a little better. Then the counselors made the worst choice they could possibly make. We flip to a new page and I see the words staring back at me: Jet Plane. I can feel the a single tear run down my face, slowly as leaves my eye and fast once it reaches my cheek. The counselors start, and slowly everyone joins in. And just as soon as we started we all stop. No one can sing. My chest feels heavy, my throat feels tight, my face is hot, and I can’t stop sniffling . I can’t see out of my eyes because they’re so full of tears. Every time I blink a new set of tears rushes down my face. I feel a slight bit of relief as the song comes to a close, but not enough to stop my crying.  I can’t focus during the next song, no one can, our eyes are all full of tears and are faces all red and hot.  The head counselor comes over and hands us all a candle glued to a piece of wood, and leads us outside. Everyone stands in a circle holding the unlit candle in our hands and slowly, one by one we pass around the flame. Everyone lighting the next candle. By now they’re all lit and everyone goes around dripping their candles wax on each one of their friends, trying not to cry, it doesn't work.

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Insurgent by Veronica Roth

Insurgent by Veronica Roth

“One choice can destroy you”

While factions are being destroyed all around her, Tris must continue hiding from authority to avoid being killed because of her divergence. Her guilt from killing one of her best friends hangs over her like a dark cloud. She doesn't know who she can trust and who is an enemy. Tris must learn to embrace her divergence rather than push it to the side like always.

Insurgent is narrated by Tris, the main character, because of this you can read her thoughts and emotions. It is set way into the future in a dystopian society. That really dives the plot because only a few characters know that what’s happening is wrong. Some themes shown throughout the books are: guilt, choice, identity, rules, and fear.

Insurgent by Veronica Roth is the second book in the Divergent series. I think that insurgent and divergent are equally good as far as the writing.

I like this book because it’s thrilling, so you don’t want to put it down. I love the way the author describes the characters, it really makes me feel like I know them, and I feel bad for things that happen to them. I would love to read more books by Veronica Roth, and I can’t wait to real Allegiant! I really encourage people to read this book, it’s so good, and definitely worth the read.

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

Romantic/Drama

“Okay Hazel Grace?”

Hazel Grace was diagnosed with cancer at age 13 (lucky number 13) Hazel’s parents force her to go to a support group to help her with her cancer. Hazel hates support group and thinks it’s a waste of the little time she has left. Well, she hates it until she meets Augustus Waters, a boy who lost his leg to cancer the year before. Gus and Hazel start to go on dates, and eventually they decide to take a trip together. They go on a trip to Amsterdam to meet their favorite author.

I absolutely adore this book. I would give it 5 stars every day. This book is so sad but so amazing at the same time. If you can’t stand sad books stay as far away from this book. The plot is gripping and exciting. Everything about this book is amazing. If you are going to buy this book make sure to also purchase a box of tissues.

Breakfast Ride

My mom nudges my shoulder telling me it’s time to wake up. I groan as I slowly role out of bed. I stand up barely and open a drawer and pull out a cold pair of jeans. As I slip them on I feel the cold rush through my body. I slip on a heavy sweater, and fleece. I look outside, I can see that it’s cold without going out. I sluggishly pull on my cowboy boots and head down to the stable.

I grab my white helmet. I look at the piece of tape on the back with the number 8 almost rubbed away fully. I put it on and august the strap. I walk out of the helmet shack blinking still half a sleep. I tiredly walk over and sit on the bench with everyone else. One by one they call out a horse name and the rider comes to attention and walks over to get on. “Kidd” someone says, “who’s riding Kidd?” The person next to me nudges me in the shoulder. I immediately jolt awake and get up blinking.

I walk over to my horse and say hello. Someone asks how I'm doing a say great, lying, really I can barely feel my hands. I get on the horse and everybody gets into a line as we head out. As we start so ride we go past my cabin and I wave to my mom. I'm so excited that we are going. The leader in the front starts to canter and all the other horses do to. I feel like I'm in a movie, the wind blowing in my hair, the fast pace, and all the people around me.

 As we approach the site everyone gets off their horses and ties them up. I go find my friends to talk. Everyone is talking and holding hot drinks to warm them up, then suddenly the bell rings, it startles me, and I follow everyone else over to where they are serving breakfast I get eggs and muffins and sausages. I sit down and enjoy a breakfast with my friends.

 I don’t realize what time it is until the leader of our group comes over and tells me it’s time to go. I get my helmet and get back onto my horse ready for the ride down. As everybody goes down the hill back to the stables I can’t help feel that movie feeling again.

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Okay? Okay.

This is a slice of life about when I finished the Fault in Our Stars, 
SPOILERS INCLUDED

I open the book knowing what’s coming next. I see the page next to the one I'm reading and try to ignore it. I dread in fear as I get closer to the bottom of the page, the dreaded end of chapter 20. I finish the page. My eyes closed feeling like I'm going to cry, even without reading the page. I take a deep breath. My focus shifts to the next page. Chapter 21. It’s staring back at me I look down. There it is, the line, I’d been dreading since I picked up the book: “Augustus Waters died eight days later in the ICU after his prefuneral.” My heart drops into my stomach, my throat clenched, my eyes fighting back tears. I have no choice but to put the book down hazily. It doesn’t work. I feel the tears drop down my face. I struggle to read the page, but I get through it, I turn the page. I try to tell myself that it’s not real, that it was never real, that he was never real, but it doesn’t work. The tears start rushing down my face. I put down the book and lie down. I stare at the celling, trapped in a daze. Feeling like someone I knew so well was gone. I pick up the book and start blindly reading the book, I get to the last page and read: “’I like my choices I hope she likes hers’ ‘I do Augustus, I do.’” I feel bad for all the people in the book, for Hazel, for Isaac, everyone. I put the book down hesitantly, not knowing what to do. I feel like a part of my life is gone. I don’t know what to do. I lie down saddened by everything around me, knowing every time I hear the word “okay” I might start crying. I knew I would move on, I knew I would be okay.

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Divergent by Veronica Roth Review

Divergent by Veronica Roth

“One choice can transform you”

After a large war the world has split up into five faction: Dauntless- the brave, Amity- the green thumbs and the always happy, Abnegation- the selfless, Erudite- the smart and curious, Candor- the truthful. In this new world when you are 16 you have an aptitude test to see what faction is right for you, there is only one faction for each one of them. However the next day at the Choosing Ceremony they do not have to choose what they have gotten on the test. Beatrice Prior is in Abnegation, until she goes into the testing room. After Beatrice takes the test she is told it was inconclusive, her tester tells her it isn’t impossible only rare, she tells her that she is Divergent, and she can’t tell anyone, not even her family.  What will she choose at the choosing ceremony?

This is one of my favorite books in the entire world. This book has an thrilling plot that sends you into a trance once you open it. However at times terrifying, Divergent grabs you and doesn’t let go. This is a dystopian society book, with little bits of horror. Honestly because I love this book so much I would recommend it to anyone, but mostly for all lovers of a scary and thrilling story.  

All Camp Slice

All Camp 2014

As I run up the light brown dirt, on the steep hill with my friends at my side. We give limp high fives to the older kids, who stand in a line with their hands out. I find my way through the crowd of people, in silly costumes to the food. I get in line.

While I stand in the line waiting for moderate food, my legs start to get tired from standing so long. But eventually, I get my burger, chips, ketchup, watermelon, and juice bag. I head over to a rock with my friends and sit down. As I eat the food I get more and more nervous about what’s coming soon. We finish the “meal” and head back down the hill. As I take my place on the bright green wet grass, I watch all the horses come out. We all stand for the national anthem, and the horses go around the ring.

I wait for my friends to get off the horses and we walk back up to the steep hill. As I look around I see everyone in silly costumes and bright colors. When we reach the pavilion, we all take our seats. The announcer calls up lower chipeta we go up on the stage and the music starts. We yell a song and do all the “dances” to go with it. Everyone sits down and the next group gets called up and again, and again until all the groups have gone.

We all stand up and sing a few nice songs together, then the music blasts. Everybody dances around and begs for one more song. We finally go back to the cabins, and crawl into bed. So tiered. So sleepy. So drowsy. Then we fall asleep.