The book I read is called through her eyes. It’s by Jennifer Archer and it’s fiction. This is probably one of the best books I have ever read because I just want to keep reading more and more of it, and I never want to put it down. That’s when I know I'm into a book because I honestly don’t like reading. So I think you should check out this one.
   This book is about a girl named Tansy Piper and she has to move with her mom to Cedar Canyon, Texas. So her mom can write her novel. She has always been the new girl because her and her mom move a lot. While Tansy’s here and walking around her new house she spots a door in the ground. when she goes down to check it out she finds a journal, a watch, and a crystal.
     As Tansy’s reading the journal she finds out it belongs to a kid that once lived in the exact same house as she moved in. His name was Henry and he killed himself by jumping off a bridge that was off by the canyon. She meets a friendly guy when her, her mom, and her grandfather go out to eat. His name’s Tate but when she ends up starting school he wants nothing to do with her, and she has no idea why. But she does meet this really nice girl named Bethyl Ann at her school which makes things a little better for her.
      But one day when she decides to go around town and take a bunch of photographs she sees black and white through the lens. What she sees through her camera is something totally different in real life. She actually starts to think shes going crazy because when she gets the photos develop and everything she thought she took a picture of wasn't there. The pictures weren’t even in black and white they were back to color. Then the most weirdest thing happens... she goes into the picture.
       She was holding one of her pictures and holding the crystal she found in the cellar. The light from the window reflected off of the crystal, and some how the picture grew i guess you could say and went around her. Everything was black and white and the people in the pictures where who she thought she took pictures of. She could have conversations with them. Except the people in the picture call her Isabel and not Tansy so shes a different person but has the same thoughts and feelings and even talks the same as she normally would.
       After going in the pictures a couple times she starts to see things in black and white. She starts to think she belongs in the picture better then her life because she fits in with everyone. She also never talked about this with anyone because she doesn’t want people to think shes crazy. Or have her mom worry about her all the time. That’s about everything I read so far so I cant tell you anything else because I didn’t finish reading the book. This is just what happened in  200 pages.

Listening to my IPOD and Hanging With friends

      What do we really know about value? Well we can say that value is something important to us. It’s always going to be around us or we will always want it there. It’s something that means the most to us. Were always caring about it like if you valued your friends or family, your always going to care about them. If it’s something with a price you could probably change your values a little bit. Do you get what I mean your values could always change.   

     

        It’s a typical day, just like any other. About 2:30 p.m. after school. I’m at my house with nothing to do. So I go upstairs to my bright green fruity colored room, and get my ipod on the table near the bottom of my bed. The orange shiny thin little cold thing I hold with some scratches. Then I fall back on my bed, pick one of my favorite songs. once I pick a song I blare it, and as I hear the beat I close my eyes and escape into the music I'm listening to.  

       I choose this out of anything else I could do because music is my life. It’s like an addiction I need to listen to it and if I don't I go crazy. I also listen to it because if anything happened that day like I got mad at someone or I either get stressed. I could listen to music and it makes me feel a lot better.

  

     I love when I hangout with my friends. We have the best times in the world. When we hang out we’ve been watching horror movies and we would go up in my room. Shut the light off for the spacial affect like when your in the movie theater. But something hysterical happen when we were watching a movie.

     It was Saturday afternoon and my best friend in the whole wide world, Thalia came over and we were watching mirrors 2. It was a little bit more than half way through the movie. The main character was getting choked and she was looking in the mirror while it was happening. The mirror started to crack then she died and the mirror went back to normal. Then Thalia paused it because I told her I didn't get what just had happened. So she told me ''remember in the beginning when the lady told the guy in the old days when you were getting killed while looking in  it your soul would go into the mirror''. So after that she played the movie again.But after she played it we got so into the movie the TV just goes black. We sit there in shock screaming our heads off, just still as poles. So I ran to open the door so I could get some light and, for some odd reason I end up running out of my room without Thalia. So she’s just left there with no idea what to do, so she throws her phone and runs out of my room and follows me.

    But by the time she even got to the steps I was already was down the stairs. Once she finally got down there and once we thought over what happen we couldn't stop laughing. We were laughing so hard that our stomachs were in so much pain.

    

      That’s what I have to say about value. These things are the top two on my value list. You might have a different way of thinking about it and that's fine. Sometimes your values can change to and there’s nothing wrong with that. Values can be something big or something small. It can be something a relative gave you.