Passage Through a Typical Day as me, Kaelyn.

• The smell of my mother's perfume still on her old sweater that I borrow.
• The fog on the ground as I walk out the door.
• The cold ice as I clumsily slip on my front walkway.
• The icicles that seem to be growing out of my car window.
• The swaying of the trees as my bus passes by them.
• The cold hard crunch of the grass as I walk to the park, hand in hand with my boyfriend Chris and best friend Melissa.
• The banging of a gavel at my Venture Crew meetings as we try to settle the kids.
• The swish of my pencil in my notebook as I finish up my math homework.
• The clicking of heels while we dance at practice.
• The soft hum of my father's voice as I fall asleep on the couch.

- Kaelyn Wood