Brooklynn's Indian Epics Blog

  The Biz: Wikimedia The Dreaded Day:  Today is the day that I have been dreading for the past month. I knew it was coming, but part of me hoped that it never would. I have been warned about the difficulty that lies ahead of me. I've been told about all the horror stories from those who have done this before me, but I must do what I must do. I am beginning to doubt myself. Am I even capable of doing this? Am I strong enough? My hands are shaking in fear as I pull out my pen and paper and write Organic Chemistry I at the top of my paper. The Best Day!:  It is finally time, Graduation day! Author's Note: I decided to write my two stories about the highs and lows of college. For the first story I wrote about my anxiety for my upcoming summer class, Organic Chemistry. I have heard so many things about ochem, but mostly how hard it is and how much it matters for medical school admissions. Then I decided to write about the most exciting and rewarding day of college that everyon...

End of the World: Pixabay Population Control: The year is 2070. The world's population is 12 billion and continues to grow. The United States government was overthrown only a few years prior and all of their secrets have been released. A cure for cancer had been found in the year 2011 only to kept away, But that wasn't the only population control plan found during the revolution. The United States had been poisoning us for years, causing the human lifespan to be drastically shorter than it could. Once all of these measures were stopped the death rate dropped drastically and the human lifespan increased by what is estimated to be 50 years. But now we are running out of room. The Sequel:  The scientist have estimated the world only has a few months left before it becomes completely unlivable. Fresh Water has become almost nonexistent and climate change has made growing crops impossible. China has found a way to send people to Mars. So now we must all fight to get on one of rocket...

S'mores: Wikimedia S'mores The wind was blowing my hair into my freshly burnt marshmallow but I did not care. My worries slowly faded away after every bite of s'mores I took. The chocolate was melted just enough that it was dripping down my fingers and the two supporting graham crackers were crumbling into pieces from the pressure of my fingers. My hands had become sticky by the time I had grabbed my wire hanger for a second round. As I stuck my marshmallow on the end and placed it into the fire I thought to myself, "Man this life is good!"  Christmas in March It was almost my turn to pick a present during my families "White Elephant" gift exchange. As I glanced around the room the smiles on everyone's faces were priceless. My step-father had gotten 2 "t-mobile" scarves and my older brother had gotten a roll of toilet paper. I had to choose wisely, to steal or not to steal. My grandmothers laughter was still filling the room as I reached ov...