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Paul Detzer

Marshal & Lucy

Marshal and Lucy

By Paul Detzer
Hartford High School, Grade 9

Mamma’s pretty strict, but she’s a great mom and I love her so much. She lets me and my brother Marshal play a lot of the time when she’s home, and when she’s at work she expects us to do the laundry but after that we can do whatever we want; but she says "Stay out of trouble, ya' hear?."
She leaves for work at the factory early in the morning, before I’m even up. Sometimes I wake early to say goodbye because sometimes she doesn’t get home until eight at night, my bed time. But normally she gets home at five, and she can fix us dinner and read us a story and clean the house a little. Marshal gets to stay up until 10, and if I try I can put my ears to the wall between my room and the living room and hear them talking. Mamma says when I’m thirteen, too, I can stay up with her and Marshal and be in their conversation. But I’m only nine, so that’s really far away.

Waiting

Tap…tap…tap…
The new father anxiously taps his foot, waiting for the nurse to emerge with his new baby.
Whimper…Whimper…Whimper
The Soon-to-be-widow hides her face in her hands, waiting to hear the bad news from her husband’s surgeon
Isitfunisitweirdwhendowegettogohowlongisitcanwegonowwhatdoidowhenigetcalled

Evidence

Evidence

By Paul Detzer
Hartford Memorial Middle School, Grade 8

Evidence… all I need is evidence…

The senior detective looked throughout the victim’s home. He didn’t really care about this case or another case for that matter.

The Flood

The Flood

By Paul Detzer
Hartford Memorial Middle School, Grade 8

Broken towers,
Shattered trees,
No more flowers,
Flooded streets.

All this chaos
Mashed in one.
No one’s boss,
It’s no fun.

Nothing good
Comes from this flood.
Misunderstood,
In cold blood.

There’s no sound,
There’s nothing to eat.
We lie around
On the street.

Roller Blading 101

Urg! I can’t stand this! Project after project, assignment after assignment. And now this. This new stupid rule. I don’t know if I can take it! School isn’t supposed to be this bad.
I reread the announcements. This has got to be a typo.

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