I did my 10 minutes of silence in my backyard, which is as silent as it will get. My first thoughts were about the assignment. Technically, it’s not completely silent in my backyard, there are crickets chirping, and every time I move my jacket makes a sound. Then the following thoughts were just random and without order, they went something like this:
Procrastination is bad. If I didn’t procrastinate, I wouldn’t be out here in the cold at midnight. Plus, I could be using this time to work on other works I procrastinated on. Movies suck. If it wasn’t for movies, I wouldn’t have to turn in something about book to film adaptations.
I must look like a retard out here, if the neighbors looked out at me, they must think, what is he doing? Who sits out in their backyard in the middle of the night in the cold? My feet are cold, shouldn’t have worn flip flops. Come to think of it, this jacket isn’t too warm either.
A breeze. Great. I can fly my kite. Wait, no, the breeze is gone. It wasn’t strong enough to carry that kite anyways. I hope it is windy tomorrow, I really want to fly my kite. Hope Thompson doesn’t get mad with us me flying at kite during practice. I need to run to make the kite fly, so I am getting exercise. I guess that might work out to be a good enough excuse. Who wears green Hawaiian flip flips? Seriously, what was my dad thinking when he bought these for me?
The moon is pretty tonight. No stars though. Wait, there’s three, I think. It’s hard to tell here, that’s the downside of living in the city, no stars. Well, it’s nice how my watch glows in the dark, expect it really isn’t necessary, the moon’s bright enough so I can read the hands without the need for them to glow.
Seven more minutes.
Our neighbors have old school antennas. Maybe they don’t use them.
Why, hello Spike. He must think it’s so weird for me to be out in the backyard. I’m never in the backyard. It’s nice to have someone keep me company out here. It’s awfully boring. Time passes so slowly.
If I get sick because of this, I will be very very angry. My cousin must think I’m weird sitting in the backyard.
I wonder if this bench is clean.
I’m pretty sure she already thinks I’m weird.
Hey, I can see my shadow from the moon.
Spike seems pretty bored too. I think time’s up, let’s go inside.
That was pretty much the gist of it.
