Charlie Gordon's I Am PoemCharlie Gordon's I am PoemCharlie Gordon's I Am Poem by maryhadalittlelamb
I am a un-smart person wanting to be smart!
I wonder if I ever will be smart...
I hear the voices of peeple mocking me.
I see the world thru a key hole, but I want more.
I pretend... I dont pretend anything. Its lying.
I cry when I loose hope in getting smart.
I hope that I will be choosen for the operashun.
I need someone to understand me and treet me like everyone else.
I wish I was smart... wait, did I say that already?
I am a guy named Charlie Gordon
I am a genius who has once known what it was like to be mentally disabled.
I wonder why people still exclude me from things even after I have become a genius.
I hear the sounds of the lab; the machines, test animals, and other doctors.
I see myself as being superior to the ones who I once thought were smart.
I pretend to be the same Charlie Gordon but I seem to be changing in thoughts and personality.
I cry when I can't seem to understand other people's reaction towards my change.
I hope, I c
Flowers for Algernon...Flowers for Algernon is a science fiction novella written by Daniel Keyes. The story is about a thirty-seven year old, mentally challenged man, named Charlie Gordon, who is picked for an operation. The scientists increased his intelligence artificially, just like they had with a mouse named Algernon, but later, after Charlie's IQ had risen to over two hundred, Algernon falls unexpectedly ill and returns to his original state before the operation, then he dies. So Charlie dedicates his last few days to researching on what had gone wrong and if and when he will go through the same thing, and of course, Charlie finds that he will indeed return back to being dumb and has already noticed some changes in his personality. After the huge rise of Charlie's intelligence as well as a few romantic moments with Alice Kinnian (former teacher), Charlie's IQ takes a dramatic fall as he watches everything he's learned taken away from hFlowers for Algernon... by maryhadalittlelamb
Chap.2, sec.4: A vampire storyChapter Two, Section 4: Alive (cont.)Chap.2, sec.4: A vampire story by diamondrubylove
I wandered the halls of the school towards my locker. The only good thing was that my first and second period classes were pretty close to it. I stopped in front of a maroon red locker. Z-18. The last locker in the whole school. I turned the lock this way and that, and very quickly, opened it. The locker was empty and dull. I shoved some books as well as my backpack into the locker. I clutched a few books that I was going to take to next period with me as well as the school map. My first class was the 45 minute photography class that I had everyday. I headed towards the classroom that had various shades of colored photographs around the door. I opened the door and stepped inside the classroom. First period was also going to be homeroom. It was the only class we had every day. The other classes were split int