Thursday, February 26, 2015

The Beast

     They say out in the woods there is a beast that eats children that disobeys their parents orders, so when a child disobeys their parents the beast comes out of the woods and takes the chilled to his home and cooks them up to eat. These stores are used to scare kids so that they listen to their parents, but one kid didn't take these stores to be true he knew they were all lies to keep them under control, or were they. One day the kid was playing close to the woods when his parents told him to stay close to the house but he didn't listen and all of a sudden he was grabbed and dragged into the woods.
     There was a full investigation about the disappearance the only thing they found was a long sharp claw with blood on it. A year has passed since the kid’s disappearance and the adults of the village know how he disappeared but don’t want to talk about it because they don’t want to bring back the beast, not even the other kids of the village talk about their friend’s disappearance. It was in July when they found the body of another child and that’s when the adults decided to go after the beast.
     All of the adults grabbed all of their guns, axes, and lanterns they used whatever they could use as a weapon. As the adults went into the woods the children stayed home and locked the doors. It was three hours when they found the beast’s home it looked like a giant cave with bloody animal carcasses around it. The beast came out roaring at the top of his lungs, when the village people saw him they were shocked the beast looked like a wolf with spider limbs under the lower half of his body. The beast attacked by throwing fungus off his back, some of it hit two of the village people and caused them to melt.

     All of the village people gathered together and started attacking the gross beats, the village people were shooting the beast and stabbing him with the tools they brought. By the end of the night the beast was dead, the village people burned all the remains of the beast and made sure no one was cut by him to make sure no infection would spread. All the village people went home and lived the rest of there lives in peace.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

News Paper

Locked In
     Its two o’clock P.M and the basketball game was going great the Home team was winning with twenty-five and the visiting team was losing by five points. At the end of the game every one got up and started to head towards to the doors but that was interrupted by gun firing surrounding the building. The first reaction was to start closing the doors but it was too late as the gun men ran into the gem and started yelling at everyone to sit-down.
     As everyone was sitting there startled not really knowing what was going on, one person got up and asked what was happening but that was a mistake, he was shot and we were not given an explanation. The only thing that distracted me from the mess that was happening was this cartoon from today’s newspaper, it was making fun of Mickey Mouse how he grew too big for his home and had to move out and work in a freak show.
     A few hours later they started to explain why they were hear, they were doing this because they were cheated by the bank and they wanted money so they took us as hostages and want a ransom of one million dollars. Some more things they were talking about is how they would shoot more people if they didn’t get what they wanted.

     While the gun men stepped out of the room one women stood up and started giving a speech, “These people are not going to kill us, there are more of us than there are of them what we should do is get up and run them out those doors.” After she got done speaking everyone started clapping and cheering. The gun men outside heard them but it didn’t matter they were tackled down and thrown outside of the building. All of the gun men were arrested.

Blackout


Friday, February 20, 2015

Danger Zone

     The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. In the year 2099 the government was taken over by an evil dictator named Colth. Colth came into power in 2050, he killed everyone in charge of the country on national T.V. In 2075 Colth was starting to die witch made everyone happy but a group of scientist made a device that would make him live forever. In 2089 he blew up half of the United States leaving a 12% population level in the United States. Now in 2099 my name is Carla and I’m looking for a way to stop Colth, and the only way to do that is to go back to the past. I have been hunting a supposed time machine, located in the Nevada desert in the Danger Zone. I’ve been out hear by myself well with my dog Shalimar, it’s been two years sense I had to leave my town but I’m so close to the places with the time machine. One more mile and I will be there then I can change the past and save the future. Finally I and Shalimar made it what we found was a military base named “Base 23.” As I walked through the rows of empty burning bunkers there was a bunker untouched by the explosion that happened a few years ago. In the bunker was a unknown machine but I knew it was the Time machine, as I walked toward the machine a voice echoed through the room as I looked around a blinding flash of light surrounded me and suddenly I was in an empty filled. I looked at my feet there was a newspaper at the top of it the date read 2035, I finally made it to the past but right behind me was my dog lying dead guts every wear, I dropped to my knees. For now She Knew what Shalimar knew: If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Quotes

“Who’s your daddy?” “I’m going to be the master of disguise” “You’re not turtle enough for the turtle club” “You shall not pass.”

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Writers as Readers

     When I read is sometime at home in the afternoon, what I need to be comfortable is a soft chair in a cozy little corner. I like to have a snack when I read it helps me concentrate, I also like to have a Semi brighten area to read so it’s not too bright and not to dark. The environment needs to be quiet but just a little music to concentrate. The types of books I read is Horror, Science fiction, and mysteries. What specifically interest me in this genres is the deep message it has in everyone. I’m drawn to science fiction books because it takes me to a world that doesn't exist.
     An author I think I write like is Ernest Hemingway. I try to avoid writing like other people because I like to have my own way to describe what I have to say. One of my beast memories connected to writing is when I got in trouble and had to write something several times on a pieces of paper. I once picked up a book and was so excited to turn the page, the book was about a group of kids that were stranded on an island during world war two, they had to survive on their own a lot of the kids died and in the end the island was in flames, The book was called Lord of The Flies. A book I had to trudge through was Drivers ED.

     My first reading teacher was called Mrs.Jones she was my first grade teacher. I remember her because she didn't like me all that much and she gave me detention for something I didn't do. I do believe books can cause people to do do things that others say are disapproving, The reason why i say this is some people who read books read them to escape the world around them like abusive parents and if there not shown how to act in public they will do things that are non reasonable because they weren't shown how to. 

Monday, February 9, 2015

Why the wind blows

     I know why the wind blows causing wines and whistles threw the trees. The wind blowing leaves and trash around like a snake. The wind can’t be seen but it can be felt, as you walk it blows threw your hair, when you’re driving down the road and stick your hand out the window you can fell the wind through your fingers. The wind is what keeps sail boats sailing across the sea, the wind keeps the birds in the air gliding and flying without problems. 

Dream Thread

     As I woke up in a room the place had a texture of sandpaper and the air was thick like you were birthing in a paper bag over and over again. There were colors flying in the air, but when you try to grab them they move away from you. After taking a look around me I stood up and tried to walk away from where I was standing, but when I did I was suddenly jerked back to the place I was just in. After a few minutes of standing in the same spot I finally had enough of it, I took a mad dash towards the exit and held on to the doorknob. As I was holding onto the doorknob I was being pulled back to the same place I was just at, while this was happening I twisted the doorknob so the door opened I slipped out of the room and closed the door.

   

I would want to be a professional writer.

I would like to be a professional writer because it would be fun to write stores and see my name on a book and say I wrote that. Being a professional writer would also help me in the journalism field, it would help me write good shot list for when i'm working on journalism projects.

Friday, February 6, 2015

Yellow Page

     I could not live the way Angelou did because she lived in a world without the luxury’s we have and it would be hard for me to live without my phone and music. Also I couldn’t go five minutes without talking, I like to voice my opinion and say what’s on my mind most of the time. I talk a lot during the day but when I get home I barely talk until I find something interesting to talk about. The person I really talk to is my dad because my dad is most relatable to me. If I listened more and talked less I would have the same amount of information because I shut my mouth when I need to shut my mouth and I talk when I need to or when I have free time to talk. How I can grow as a person if I spoke more is if I went out into a group of people and spoke out loud and gave a speech.
     Stuff I do to occupy my mind is listen to music it keeps me calm and collective the type of music I listen to is classic rock. Another thing I do to occupy my mind is think about all the things that are happening in the world or out in the universe, for example all the people that are traveling, how many people are traveling and where are they traveling to. The hardest thing about writing for me is coming up with names for characters. I don’t think writing is hard it just takes time and concentration.
     I think dreams do tell the truth in a person and sometimes dreams can tell you if something is about to happen. A few months ago I had a dream that woke me up and when I did an image stuck in my sight for a few seconds and in the dark it scared me, I can’t remember what it was but I had to turn on the lights to start feeling better.

If I were in charge of the world.

If I were in charge of the world I’d cancel war, hunger, homelessness, and also stubbornness. If I were in charge of the world there’d be an extra month in summer and faster cars. If I were in charge of the world you wouldn't have to stand in long lines. You wouldn't have to pay too much on taxes. You wouldn't have much construction on the roads. Or “pay high fines on parking tickets.” You wouldn't even have to pay for all the food you buy at the store. If I were in charge of the world a soda would count as a vegetable and a person who sometimes forgot to order the right thing at Little Cesar’s and sometimes forgot to do the dishes would still be allowed to be in charge of the world. 

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Something Connected to Dreams.

     A few years ago I had a dream that felt real it was about my everyday routine, but In the dream I don’t remember doing any of the things the at all. What happened in the dream was me going to school going to all my classes doing the things I do in my classes but what I was doing I haven’t done yet. What I mean is the next day I went to school all the things that happened in my dream happened the next day. That is what’s called déjà vu it’s a French word. A definition for déjà vu is when you think you done something but you haven't done it and you remember doing it but you haven't done it at all.