Help, I gotta stalker!

Lately, school has been pretty harsh. A weird boy nicknamed here TD, has been stalking me. Mom thinks all this crap like, "OOh, how sweet. Wouldn't you be happy if Drew (a boy I actually like) did such nice things?" It doesn't seem 'sweet' to me. This boy spent all his $ at Biztown (AKA Exchange City) towards dedicating love songs to me. It is really scaring me. Post a comment! Tell me what I could do to get him to shove it!
Love ya 2 my fans!
Zoie Lucille Johnson

I Love rock and roll?

There is a talent show on May 23, 2008. And guess who auditioned? Me, that's who! And, to my surprise, we were accepted in! Alli, my 5 foot 2 friend is playing the drums. I mean, not the hard kind. It's just a few different beats. After all, I would ruin my own song if I made her do anything harder. I'm singing one of the now popular 80's songs-I love rock and roll! It's inbetween the Brittney Spears version on Crossroads , and inbetween the regular version. We have no guitar; I can't play it fast enough, Alli can't play guitar. So, it won't be quite as good as the real song, but in our eyes it will. We can make it great if we try!! If you want to check it out it's at 9:30am on Friday.

To the movies we go!

My BFF Reide came over this past weekend, and we had lots of fun. We both put our money into purchasing popcorn, and a large coke, on account I'm allergic to icees. We saw 'College Road Trip' the movie. The critics gave it a C, but I would have given it a B. It was pretty good, and satisfyisng if you ask me. Reide liked it too. We also rented 'Nancy Drew' the movie. The movie is a heck lot better than the books is what I think. They're just-I don't know, better. When we got home, we still had the movie popcorn. We finished that while we were watching the following:
Pee-Wee Herman's big adventure
Nancy Drew
Joe Dirt
We stayed up until about 1:45 at night watching Pee-Wee Herman. Reide didn't think it was that hilarious. She didn't even laugh more than um...uh...4 times. It was funnier than that!

painting dukee

Today I was painting in the garage. Eli brought in a sphere shaped rock colored black/brown, and I was suspicous. Eli said the way to tell if it was dukee or not was to put it in our paint cup, and if it squished, we knew it was dukee. That sounded totally eww, so I decided to just go with pretending it was a rock. I started to paint it, and all of the sudden, Eli grabbed the dukee and threw it on the ground. It splattered all over. He repeated this with the remains a few times, and we laughed about how I painted dukee.

My crazy family, and me

My dad the rocker, cuddler and sometimes weirdo.



Eli the devil in the family and sometimes dodobird.









My family is kind of cuckoo. But I love them. I'll show you some photos of them, and what I think about them.

Jada, the sweet cuddly sister. Can get pretty annoying, but not as bad as...the dodo

ideas, ideas, ideas

Okay, so you don't get that poem? Well, you probably didn't, and shouldn't, because It's my problem. You see, I've got writer's block, and I can't think of any stories to follow my other great ones. I hope someone leaves me a comment about any ideas. Don't give your whole idea, though, just a very general one, like rich girl in england. Ugly. Or somewhat like that. Toodles!

P.S.( I'm on the left. My sweet sister's in the center, and my devil brother is on the left side.)

One time when I was 8 years old, I had my first boyriend, Tristan. Me and him were friends at first, but then Avery, his previous girlfriend at the time, dumped him because she was too short. Not long after that, I saw this one film about global warming, I got all worked up about the flood, and for some reason, since Tristan and I were best friends, we decided we stick together during this time. I explained by the time we were about 25 the flood would happen.
"We better be together through this flood, otherwise the other one will forget." Tristan suggested. At the time, it seemed pretty logicaly explained, and so I just decided to go with the idea. Tristan and I both said, "We would have to get married." And that did it. We told a lot of people we were getting married to one another, and everyone seemed to act like we were stupid. I one day suggested we moved to where it was safer, in Austrailia.
I told my mom about this and she goes, "Minnesota was never going to be flooded in the first place." And then, I regretted my suggestions to him. It was done. But I kept it going during my PLAY date with Tristan, me and him were whispering about whether or not we should tell his mom about the whole moving to Austrailia, and being married. (By the way, we were in the car) His mom says, " What's the word back there?" And finally, I just tell her.
"We're getting married and moving to Austraia, on account of the global warming flood. I know, eww. But we've got to stick together, or else one of us will forget about the flood."
His mom says, "Oh, I'll remember."

My genius ideas, got any?

I am stuck, this is hard. No story from my heart,

I know It's got to be from me,

for real and true and free,

but somehow, somewhere,

there isn't a flare,

I need a word,

A sentence or phrase,

I'm trying so hard,

sitting so bored,

starting to doze off...

I need a plan,

Just a simple man,

to tell me what I need

Slumber Party

So me and my best friend Carly have a sleepover. But the down side to this situation is the fact that I've actually really, well, never been to her house for a sleepover before. I mean, every once in a while she comes to MY house, and I guess I didn't really care. Well, now I want to go to her house more often! She's got a giant hot tub set at the perfect 97 degrees ferenheight, and was big enough to use as a pool. She owns the basement, but she had to clean the bathroom and living room and- basically she had to clean the basement. It's got a really big room with this small snack bar, and it's got pop and snacks for the kids. We laid down on the floor piled in blankets, and watched 3 movies from about...8:30 to 2:42. Okay, you caught me. I'm not totally postive that it was done at that same time. I'm not a genius you know!
It was really fun. I had Carly take out a huge make up packet, and we had makeovers. We also dressed in one another's clothes. I mean, might not be the best to do in winter, to wear summer clothes, I mean, but it was getting us darn pumped and excited for Spring instead of complaining about winter how it is.
Anyway, my hands are getting tired, so I'm done.

Sagasy

Sagasy

Zoie Johnson
1.

I was sent to Alan Elaster’s children home when the war in Orlando started. The houses were torn down, and street tar was plied off streets when the helicopters landed. I had to share a room with two other kids. One was eleven; the same as me, and the other was eight, as old as my sister, Isabelle, who was still on her train. The one whom was eleven was named Kristy. She had chocolate brown hair and a coat with leopard spots on it. She had reading glasses that she needed, too. They were decorated with beads and jewels, mostly in pink and aqua. The eight year old was named Violet. She had blonde hair that hung down to her elbows. She had bright shimmery blue eyes, and a big bottom lip that was colored magenta. I like Kristy best though. She was just like me. Friendly, happy, and never hurt other’s feelings. We enjoyed the sentence, “Think before you say.” A lot. Violet is a bit shy to show her feelings, and blurts out everything out like mad.
“Guys, look,” I said to the girls playing monopoly on the twin sized bed.
It was a closet. But not just a closet. It had a rubber handle on it, and a square outline around it.
“Wow. I’ve been here...three weeks, and I don’t think I know anybody else who has a closet. They only have large dressers. We must be having luck.” Violet said in her squeaky high pitched voice.
“Yes. Must be. Look, Maggie. Turn the handle there. See what it does.” Kristy said, pointing to the grey handle on the wall.
I turned the small handle. It took a moment or two, because it was about the length of my thumb. The small door opened slowly, to find a... curtain. I pushed it out of the way. A land! The crisp fall leaves fell into my hair.

“Oh my gosh! Where the heck are we?” Violet screamed.
A half cat half fish growled, and said,
“Sagasy. The land of literacy. Don’t say, literally unless you are willing to pay a quite difficult price.”
“It’s a catfish!” Violet whispered. I laughed. It must’ve been a dream.
“I guess I’ll just have to say... Make me a PB&J!” I laughed. There must have been cameras somewhere, or I was out cold.
“You are sentenced to the Fire Prophecy. No complaints or regrets shall be said. I was very clear, and I say I am a good man, but children such as you...make...my mind go absolutely blank.” The odd animal pointed to the left.
“But sir! What is the Fire prophecy? I haven’t heard of a thing as that.” I begged.
“Neither man nor creature in Sagasy dares to meet the Fire prophecy. Why, the king has been nearly killed thanks to the Fire prophecy. Every four years, the prophecy gathers around the lava rock, and thinks out a plan to...to.... Your mother and father would disapprove my speech I have given you, my child. If I were to tell you the rest, when you went back to your village, you would be unable to sleep. If this speech were to be a movie of some kind, it would not end like the Cinderella story. I mustn’t tell you what the Fire Prophecy plans to do. Four years ago, is when the last mark was made of the crew. None know what they are to do this year.” The catfish said, twisting his whisker.
“You must tell us, so we have a good idea where to hide.”
“Hiding is no good,” He took his sword he was holding, and stuffed it into his holder.
“There is no place that they will not find you. I know an old friend of mine, who said his goodbye’s to Sagasy because of his hiding idea he had given me and another friend. Neither I or the other friend chose to hide, because if you hid they would...”
“Kill?” I asked.
The catfish nodded his head.
“Kill,” He looked sorrow. “Although I told you clearly, I suppose I must tell you what their act in our village is.” He said. “If they find you, wherever you are, whatever you are doing, they will take your hands, tie them behind your back, and hook a chain to your neck, the other side on a tree. Then, they would chop off your legs, and boil you until you were not within Sagasy or any other village.” His eyes were filling with tears. “Whether you choose to hide or face your fate, the Fire Prophecy will kill. Although, if they enjoy your company being, they will give you another option. They will say, ‘I will give you the choice. Join me and the prophecy, or die.”” The catfish had made a very long speech that I wasn’t sure that I grasped onto. All I remembered was that the Fire prophecy killed, hidden or not.

2.
The King’s accident

“We must get you home now, child.” The catfish said, stepping south of where I was standing.
“My name is Maggie, catfish, Maggie.” I convinced the man. “I don’t live around here, either. I live in Alan Elaster’s children apartment.”
“Where? We are in Sagasy, not Pluto, Maggie. This is the only land from within miles. And, my name is Lake. Not Catfish, although, that is my species.”
“You know. In Wisconsin. Near the Crash Cram gas station.”
“You are from the CRASH PROPHECY!?” Lake roared.
“What is the ‘Crash Prophecy’?”
“Don’t play with me, Maggie. They are worse than the Fire. They will cut off your head, rip open your chest and pull out your bloody heart, and make you see your heart bleeding before you die. Then, they will force you to cut apart their bodies, and burn the parts. If you don’t do the job they give you, you will be the one dying. Never, EVER talk about, or even mention the crash prophecy. Do you understand?” I nodded, because there was nothing to say or do besides nod.
Violet and Kristy waved to Lake, and said goodbye.
“You mustn’t sleep here. Come with me to the village.” He roared.
“But we’ve got nowhere to go, mighty one.” Violet said quietly. I smiled when she said mighty one.
“My point exactly. Come with me and sleep in my home for a while. It is getting quite dark soon. Who are your friends?” Lake said altogether.
“This is Kristy, over on my right,” I said, with a sparkle in my eye. “And this is Violet on my left. Oh, Lake, and where exactly do you live?” I asked, staring at the tall figure.
“Up on the third hill, across from the sea of birds.” He said. Sea of birds? What exactly did he mean by, Sea of birds?
“What, Sea of birds?” I asked. He smiled only slightly.
“Why, Flying fish of course, my dear. Now, we must get to my home if we intend to stay warm. Come along.” He was very kind saying this. He had but just a whine, no roar, or meow, but a whine. He brushed back his fur and turned around to his scaly fins. We all walked behind him if we were hoping to see his house.

* * *

His home was a dream come true. It happened that he was living in the head of the village, and continent. Lake knelt in front of the royalty.
“How may I be of service?” Lake asked after kneeling very professional. The king was a spider monkey, who had not eight legs, but seven. It must have been an accident in the category of royal ness though. The kind coughed, and spoke.
“Ah, Lakster, my best warrior, my decree would be if you would join me at lunch. Maybe dinner, if you like.” He coughed four times in a row. “One more request, your honor, may you tell me who the children amongst you are? Haven’t I seen them before? I think I might have been mistaken for another group of guppy girls. But please, do tell.” The spider monkey coughed again, and this time clutched his hairy throat.
“My, my. Sore, red, and coughs. I really must tell the nurse.” The king was quite the talkative one. Lake took his sword case, and stuffed it back in his backpack.
“The little one is Violet. On the right is Kristy, and last but not least, Maggie.” He said.
“Maggie has been quite the company. Not that the other two weren’t as...you know... energetic.” He finished, as Violet scrunched up her face.
“My mom had a Mocha Latte when I was born, and trust me; I really was doing back flips.
My mom even said that I was upside down. So I am energic.”
“Energetic, Violet. That is how you pronounce it. And, call the police...” The spider monkey coughed so many times that I couldn’t count it. Then, I saw his eyes start to close. He fell over, and coughed while he was there.
“Get the nurse!” Shouted a bull frog. A dog fish came running up to the king, and started mouth to mouth.

Mama's Quarters

Mama’s Quarters




By: Zoie Lucille Johnson




1.


The night was bitter cold, and there was snow and ice covering everything in sight. My feet were freezing; in fact, they felt as cold as the icicles themselves.
I could see my breath freeze into the cold wind.
Ma was wearing a brown old blanket that had now become a dress sown together.
I was carefully wrapped in a towel that Ma had discovered next to a bridge.
I had been using a sock for a hat, but my ears still froze. Ma and I walked alongside the slippery road, it seemed as though we had been doing so for hours.
Ma stopped, and whispered, “Kasha, I see a restaurant near. Maybe we could stay there and heat up.”
I managed to put a faint smile upon my face. The wind felt so cold that Ma tucked my face down into her armpit. It was much warmer in there than I would have imagined.
Ma sped up, running through the deep snow in her slippers.
I looked up and out the corner of my eye and saw that the restaurant was much closer now. Then I looked up at Ma, she looked very cold. Quickly, she pulled her hood up over her red frozen ears.
“Kasha, we’re here.” Ma whispered into my ear.
Ma and I walked through the glass doors, into the warm room. It was quite fancy.
Ma and I sat near the fireplace and soon a woman dressed in a black t-shirt and white polka dotted skirt walked up to us.
“Excuse me, ma’am, what can I get for you ladies tonight?” she asked.
“Depends, what can I get to eat for two quarters?”
The waitress raised her eyebrows in surprise and thought for a moment.
“Well, we happen to have delicious toast, hot cocoa, and a basket of freshly popped popcorn, and… It’s on the house.” she said with a smile.
Ma’s face beamed.
“Splendid! Thank you ever so!” Ma replied. “Did you hear that Kasha? We get toast and hot chocolate without a charge.” Ma told me.
“No quarters, really Ma?” I replied. I was stunned. Two quarters bought most of my happiness around this poor time.
“Yep, really.” Ma nodded.
I smiled the biggest smile I could. I hadn’t eaten in a day or so and my stomach was really growling.
“ Ma, how long until Christmas?” I wondered.
“Soon, Sugar, soon,” Ma said.
I had been focused on the holiday for quite a long time so I thought what a great joy! When ma told me soon.
The waitress returned with our hot chocolate, toast and fresh basket of popcorn. I sipped a little of the hot chocolate. It was wonderful. I ate half of the toast and gave Ma the other half. We decided to save the When we were finished, I put the sock back on my head and pulled the towel over my face so only my blue eyes were visible. Ma also pulled her hood onto her head and we were ready to face the cold once again.
As we walked I became colder and colder. Ma picked me up and put my head back into her armpit. I then slipped my feet into Ma’s pocket to keep them warm. I could feel the quarters rubbing on my blue toes. We walked again for quite awhile. We got home to our big cardboard box and Ma unclipped her pin and laid her jacket down. I grabbed hold of my old stuffed teddy bear and shut my eyes to go to sleep.



2

The next morning, I filled my tummy with ice cubes and handfuls of snow.
Daddy was gone. He was not coming back for a long time. He knows that I am only a six year old child, but he did it for the sake of Ma and me. He spends long periods of time away fishing in our old house, a green tent. Ma and I were worried about him last night, on account of it being so very cold. But this morning wasn’t cold. In fact, the sun was out and there were only splotches of white soft snow left to eat. I wasn’t worried about Daddy today. He would have known that the lake he lived and fished on would be melting.
Daddy was the one in our family who had the money. He owned ten dollars. It was for our food and clothes. Ma was just waking up when the sun became bright.
“Ma, the sun is happy today!” I yelled in delight.
Ma looked in the garbage can for any food that might still be OK to eat.
“Kasha, it’s a miracle!” Ma exclaimed joyfully. “I found a suitcase with money in it,” Ma yelled!
I squealed and smiled.
Later on, Ma counted the money and it was one thousand dollars!
“Ma, can we get a kitty please?” I asked.
“Wait for the holiday peanut, be patient” Ma told me.
I had wanted a kitty since I was three, but we had never had enough money to buy one.
“Kasha, this gift that we have found, we will need to use it for clothes, food and your special holiday present” Ma said as she turned to the sidewalk.
She started walking slowly and smiling to the store. I treaded behind her. The suitcase was dark brown and pretty heavy for me to carry.
When we arrived at the market, Ma asked me for the suitcase. I gave it to her and she smiled.
“Life, Kasha, this case is the ticket to our new life” she reminded me.
“Okay, Ma it is,” I agreed.
We walked to the food isle and Ma laughed in happiness as she looked at all of the food choices. She threw in three steaks, cheese, milk and various fruit into our cart.
I noticed outside the market, a little girl about my age was outside with a big box labeled kittens FOR SALE
“Ma, can I look at the kittens over there, please?” I begged.
“Well, all right. Just come back when you’re done OK! Ma answered.
I leaped and skipped all the way outside to take a look. There I saw the most wonderful thing, a baby kitten.
It was a calico with orange and brown spots on its back. Its rough tongue licked my arm. I laughed with joy. I was disappointed that it wasn’t Christmas yet. This kitten might get taken by somebody else by then. My eyes began to fill with tears and I had to wipe them dry with my hands. I began to walk back to where ma was inside the store.
“Kasha Christmas is tomorrow,” Ma said.
I sure was happy to hear that. That kitten might not get bought! I thought to myself. My chances of getting her were getting much better I hoped.
“Sugar, what did you find out there?”
“I found the honey of my life! A little kitten without a home, she even licked me! I love her,” I blabbed out.
Ma looked happy and surprised.
“Good, Sugar” Ma said. She didn’t say much else but I still felt proud that she said it was good that I found the kitten.
In the cart, Ma had gotten me actual shoes and a new spring jacket! When the cart was full of clothes, food and water, we gave the lady at the cash register sixty dollars and ninety-five cents.
It was six O’clock on the new watch Ma had gotten for me. We took out our extra tent because the box was too small to hold all of our new items. I lay down on my sweatshirt and was soon fast asleep.



3.
As I lay sleeping, I dreamed that Daddy was home early and had gotten me a fish to eat. I had heard Ma leave the tent, but didn’t mind, she would be back soon, she will, she will I reminded myself over and over again in my head. I thought of the kitten at the store and smiled. Spot, that would be a good name for her I thought. I smiled over and over at the thought of Spot in my sleep. I woke up again at 7 O’clock in the morning. I saw a box with my name written in pencil on it.
“Ma, its Christmas, wake up”!! I said.
Ma got up from her blanket.
“Sugar, wait till’ Daddy’s here to open that box. He should be here soon,” Ma said.
I waited and waited. Finally, I got bored and decided to sit down and read, “The Big Bop,” For the sixth time. I saw a shadow of a man, and soon it turned real.
“Hello, Pumpkin,” Daddy said, joking around.
Ma was thinking of the money, and I knew it. She ran over and hugged Daddy.
“Jim, It’s a miracle, it’s come to us look.” Ma said, picking up the black suitcase.
“Oh my good gosh! How lucky are we, Shannon! How the heavens did you get it?!” Dad asked in shock.
“Oh it was glorious, my dear. I was in the garbage looking for a meal, and well, I saw a suitcase, so I looked in it and…”
“WE FOUND A THOUSAND DOLLARS!” I interrupted.
“Ma, Daddy, can I open the package now?” I asked.
Ma smiled and laughed. I knew that she would let me now. It was my Christmas present, I knew it. I undid the scotch tape, and opened it up. It was the kitten I saw at the store!
“Thank you, thank you, and thank you so much!” I repeated again, and again.
“There’s one more.” Daddy said. It was a little Ziploc bag of seeds.
“What kind of seeds are these Daddy?” I asked.
“They are apple tree seeds, and they are all yours,” he replied
“Thank you so much Ma and Daddy. I love you both so much,” I told them.
I laughed and smiled the rest of that day and as soon as I found a spot I planted the apple tree seeds the best I could. Hopefully with lots of apples to eat, we would never go hungry again.
I decided to name my new little kitten Spot. That Christmas will be the one day I’ll always remember.
“Kasha, we want you to pick out dinner for tonight, Peanut,” Ma said.
Um…. I’ll choose Spaghetti and Meatballs!”.
That Christmas was the Christmas I will always remember, the Christmas that my family gained a thousand dollars and we all got to be together.