Raleigh McKeown

My life
I woke up this morning before my alarm had began to ring. feel somewhat impressed with myself because I don't need an alarm to wake myself up. I summon the courage to get out of bed and take on this day with a force to be reckoned with. I go down stairs in my house it is currently 5:55 am in the morning and no one I awake except for me. I make my self a bowl of cereal (honey nut cheerios) I do this every single morning without fail. I pour my milk for 5 second and watch it fill my bowl with such hope and happiness  that I will enjoy and devour this bowl of milk and cereal like my life depended on it. I stare at he blow of cereal I have just had ate moments ago I look at the bowl its not even recognizable from the slaughter that t just happened moments ago. I stand up feeling weak in my knees form my lack of sleep. but, I don't think ill be able to sleep after what I have just done. I walk over to my dog (Hal) I wake him up with a light push. He looks into my eyes with disappointment that I have awaken him from his slumber.He jumps off the couch he was sleeping on and lands on the floor I hear is nails land on the wooden floor of my house with a quite tapping sound. he looks at me as if he is awaiting my orders, I walk over to my door Hal fallows close behind, I unlock my door with a slight click I hear the lock leave the door frame, I turn the door handle and pull back with my arm and take a slept out into the cold of early morning. I am standing on my wooden porch, I see my dog run out on to cold cement and gravel of the ground outside I fallow him, not wanting to lose him in the dark of early morning. I take a step out onto the cement that is just a few centimeters off of my porch my foot hits the cement I take my other foot and place it on the cement the I begin to walk as I'm walking I begin to feel the cold on my feet I ignore it the after a few seconds it hits me like a wall of bricks for I was not wearing shoes nor slippers. I feel the cold water from the rain and the wet grass and mud on my feet and it hurts I fell my skin tighten and I feel the warm blood leave my feet and I see my dog I had bein fallowing him but he was in my garden and I needed to grab him and bring him inside my house because of the frostbite on my feet but, there is something in my path a gravel patch that is eight feet tall and two feet wide and the only way I can grab my dog is that I have to walk across the hell that is the gravel patch outside my house I take a step onto it and feel a sharp pain all over my foot as if I'm being stabbed with a thousands of tiny knives and needles. I take a step back because the sheer pain was to much for me. I look at my dog he gives me a look as if he is disappointed in me because I could not get to him. I want to call out his name but that would only disturb my sister from her slumber and I can not take upon her wraith towards me today for I am to exhausted from my own lack  of sleep. I look at my dog one more time and take on his challenge with fear in my heart but I am not afraid because I know that I cam overpower these rocks. I take a step out again I feel the pain in my foot but I choose to ignore it then I take one more step out onto the gravel the pain  intensifies I want to stop but I know I have to get my dog so I start to pick up my pace. my feet are in so much pain that I can't think straight but, I keep pressing on I will not be detrude by a few pebbles I am stronger than this. finally after what felt like an eternity I reached the end of the gravel patch. I give my dog a lite tap to tell him it's time to go inside. as I turn around I see someone walking towards me, a man was walking towards me I couldn't see his face. I'm thinking am going to get attacked I didn't know what to do I could scream and run I was close to my door surely I could out run him but, I didn't know if he had any weapons on him and how fast he was. should I fight? I thought to myself no! I was in my house coat and pajama's I was at a huge disadvantage I wasn't even wearing shoes. so I stood there frozen with fear knowing full well that I could do nothing to beat this guy then I saw his face and all the fear in my body vanished instantly the whom I believed would try and kill me was in fact my tenant "Cliff" and he was just leaving for his job. I jumped and was startled because he surprised me. I told him that he scared me and how I thought about running to get away from him he laughed and told me not to worry. he told me to have a good day at school I told him to be safe driving he said "thanks" I began to walk to my door still a little shook from what just happened to me. I see my dog was waiting at my front door. I open my door and see my mother on the computer in my front room, she's holding a cup of coffee, she holding it like it the last cup of coffee she'll ever have. I say "hallo mutter" which means "hello mother" in German. (I don't speak German but my mum and I know a few phrases here and there). she looks away from the monitor and looks at me, she asks " have you taken your pills?" (I take medication for my ADHD) "no" I tell her. she then instructs me to go over to the medicine cabinet in our kitchen and take my meds. I do as told I open up my pill case and stick my finger in to grab my pills but, I felt nothing 

                   

how should we act to school shootings?

This topic is a very hard topic to write about. if you don't know yesterday at a Florida school a student shot and killed seventeen people and injured countless others. This student is a serial killer, he's hurt so many people. What should we do? I'm a Christian and this is a very hard topic to discuss because I honestly wouldn't know what I'd do if (God forbid) if I was in that sort of situation. In the bible Jesus says many times to love one another as much I have loved you and to forgive others but, should we forgive people whom have committed these horrible acts? should we forgive serial killers and terrorist? this is something I struggle with because people have hurt me in my past nothing serious but, I have had people tell me to go do some physically impossible things and other things I won't say and I have forgiven them. I'm not bragging nor saying I'm such a great person and everyone should know it I'm only doing what I think is right and what Jesus has told me to do. But, what about the people whom have done worse and in this case shot and killed seventeen people and injured countless others should we forgive him. now I'm not saying me smack his wrist and send him on his way. no, what I'm saying is if the victims of these crimes are Christian should they have to forgive them? well this has happened before in the case of the green lake serial killer. Gary Leon  Ridgway was a serial killer who is believed to responsible for 90 deaths. this man was and is a serial killer and when he was arrested and in court the families of the victims where allowed to speak to him. a lot of families where telling to "go die" and to "rot in Hell" but, one man who's daughter had been murdered by this man had something to say. he told the man whom had murdered his daughter that he forgives him and that the pain he had caused him and his family was immense but he did have to do what he's Lord had asked of him. but he forgave the man and was even allowed to hug him. this is what Jesus did say but there are some verses in the old testament that do say that the person should be killed. but, it depends on the context. The bible does say that God has given governments a sword and that sword is mad to strike down it's enemies. this is not a topic that can be fixed with one answer but with many the solution is easy for some yet hard for many.