Monster

"HAHA!Why do you look like a grape?!" All the monsters scream at Danny. See every monster was either gray or blue, but Danny was Green. Like a grape. Ever since Dan was a little kid all the monsters would bully him about his short height, or his abnormal color, or even his deformed ankle that's turned sideways that made him slower then all the other kids his age. "Stop picking on me guys!" Danny yelled then ran home. When he got home he walked through the front door and tried to run straight to his room but his mom stopped and yelled for him to come to the kitchen. "What mom?" he asked rudely. "Woah, excuse me? I just wanted to see how your day was sweetie." She explained. "It sucked mom. It just sucked." He complained. "Why?" she asked. So he started to explain "Well mom, all these other kids are picking on me every single day at school on the play ground because of my color and because of my height. Now they pick on me and call me 'Limpy" because of my ankle and it makes me so mad and sad!". "Oh thats horrible baby! Im going right up to that school in the mourning and were going to pull every  single student that ever said anything bad about you into the principles office and get them taken care of!" She told him. After there talk they sat down and ate dinner that his mother made.

After dinner he went into his room and sat on the bed. Feeling sad and vulnerable he started to write in his journal that he keeps. After finishing his writing he went to sleep. When he went to school the next morning all the bullies were in the office. The principle said that since there was no adult around or teacher then it could be "False Accusation". So the kids got off easy. Dannys mother was outraged. She was furious.But there was nothing she could do about it so she told Danny to simply try to ignore all the kids and stay away from them. When Danny got to recess though all the kids followed him and circled around him. "Snitch!" "Tattletell!" all sorts of names were being called to him. Danny suddenly felt helpless and mad so he picked up a log and swung it at every other monsters head. All the kids fell down. After that he threw the stick and ran home. When he got home he told his mother and she called the police. The police came and called the school. They gathered all the kids together and had a nice conversation about friendships and how bullying is bad. After that day they all became friends.

Cafe

So a couple of days ago me and my friend Alex were hanging out at my house, just chilling like usual. But something was different, I could tell by his vibe. He had been acting distant and shallow since the day before so I asked him "Yo man what's up with you? Seems like something's on your mind. You good Bo?" "I'm good" he answered immediately, like it was an automated answer. "You sure ?" I asked. He turned and looked at me "I said I'm fine dude!" He lightly snapped. "Alright bro if you say so, I've known you for almost 16 years and you only act like this when your trippin about something" I stated. So we just kept watching tv and making small talk like usual. Then I suddenly remembered the game was on and turned it to espn really quick. Duke vs UNC. Duke was up like always as they went into half time. Then during the halftime show he turned to me mad quick and said "Alright dude I gotta tell you something!" "See told you something was bothering you" I told him. "Alright shut up and just listen. So about 12 years ago, when we were 6, remember when we stole that candy?" "Yeah?" "Well anyways I never get in trouble. The reading your whooping was so bad was because I told my mom that it was all your fault. And when my nephew got caught stealing a lollipop the other day it reminded me of it and it's bothering me that I never fessed up" he said. "Really dude really?" I asked with a blank stare. "yeah man sorry" he said. "Haha dude we were 6! I barely remember that ass whooping! But it's okay man, don't sweat it. No biggie." I told him. Then we went back to watching Duke destroy UNC in Men's Basketball

Proposal (POST ON EXAM)

As he was about to say the words"Will you marry me?" two Marines walked through the double doors, went straight up to him and said "Excuse me Major Ray, were here to escort you back to base. We have direct orders to do so immediately. There is a crisis threatening national security right now and we have to leave sir." "Im sorry gentlemen but im in the middle of something, can this wait a couple more minutes?" Major Ray asked. "No sir, we have to leave now, we can not waste any more time. Lets go." One of the men said as they both grabbed him by one arm and escorted him out of the restaurant, leaving his girlfriend there speechless.

When they arrived at the Marine base they escorted Major Ray into a secret room, past 7 levels of security. This room had no windows, no recorders , and no double mirrors. Just one single light bulb hanging from the middle. When they arrived at the door there were guards. The guards frisked him and said "Clear". When they entered the room there were 5 guards and the President of the United States. "Present Arms" ordered on guard. All the men saluted. "Order arms" the same man commanded. "Hello Major" The president said. "Mr. President, pleasure to meet you sir" Major Ray said as he shook his hand. " Please have a seat" President said. The two men sat and started to talk. The president began to explain the crisis; Japan and Mexico became allies and have set up naval fleets that are headed straight for the California border. There plan was to invade from the west and slowly take over. There were over 500 warships on the way all in one tight fleet. "Major Ray, we need your experience. No one else has more war time under there belt but you.Will you accept the job?" The president asked. "Yes sir." Major Ray said.

"So how do you suggest that we stop this?"President asked. Major Ray sat and thought about it for a couple minutes then finally his eyes lit up. "Nuclear Bombs! We drop 1 of them in the center of the fleet. The blast radius will cover there whole fleet and still not affect anyone else." "Alright Major Ray, its your call. You heard him gentlemen!! I want one nuclear bomb dropped within the hour!" The president commanded. Exactly 56 minutes later a nuclear bomb was dropped from an F-16 Fighter Jet and all the warships were destroyed...except for one. The one that wasn't destroyed had on titanium armor, blast resistant metal, and 3 feet of bullet proof glass. The only was to stop it was to send in a team of Army Rangers and a team of Navy seals. 75th Regiment 2nd Battalion Rangers were called up to duty along side with Seal Team 4. After a quick briefing and equipment check both teams boarded two Apache helicopters and set out to secretly board the last ship. On the way to the ship the teams discussed there plans. "ETA 30 Seconds!" the pilot shouted. Everyone geared up, roped up, and got ready to descend onto the sun deck. The soldiers then began to descend. Once everyone was secure on the ship the helicopter took off. "Be back in 20 minutes, Apaches Oscar Mike" "Roger that, Hooah" Said the Ranger Leader. After about 15 minutes they had executed there mission, along with 25 of there enemies.  After the mission was done and everyone was back at base, Major Ray left. He went back to his house, found his wife and before he even gave her a chance to speak and ask what had happened he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him.

Week To Live )POST ON EXAM)

The diagnosis came in last night. I have a terminal illness that is going to give me only one week to live. 7 days.168 Hours. Wow that really puts everything into perspective. Some people would say they want to travel to places they never got to go to, some say they want to go back to there favorite places when they grew up, but me I just want to live my life like i have been. Its been the best of times and I just want to stay with the same routine. I want to go to work and then come home to my wife's best meal and my kids screaming for help with homework. But what I do need to do is get my kids and wife set financially. So what i think im going to do is talk to my boss about a bonus. If i get a nice bonus that could help them until she finds a job. So i go to my boss the next day about a bonus and he said "You know what Chris, Youve been our best manager yet, i think i can do that" and wrote a check for $65,000! "Wow.. Thank you Mr. Collins, thank you so much." "No problem Chris, its been a pleasure having you with us." He said, then I went to the bank and deposited it. After that i went home and talked to my wife to tell her about the news. She was happy and for the first time in a while she had a faint smile, but the reason behind the money quickly broke her down again. Since the news i hadent cried, eeveryone else had but me. But right there, standing in that kitchen a tear fell from my eye, then another followed and the flood gates opened. The news hadnt set in yet. Ithink because its me i hadnt realized the full situation yet. I started to see flashbacks of when my kids were born,when we got married, when I graduated from high school and college. Everything. Now im one week away from it all being gone. I spent the next couple of days with my kids, teaching them things about life and on how to raise a family. Telling them that everything will be okay one dad is gone and that they have to be strong and take care of there mother. All stuff that they want to hear but i know isnt true. The older, CJ, will be a good leader and help his mother. Hell hell help raise his little brother Andrew as well. On the 5th day i felt really sick and got admitted into the hospital. Shortly after I passed away. But that what i did in my last week, lived like everything was normal. Its what makes me the happiest.

5 Tweets (8-28-14)

1st Tweet: So about 3 hours ago my dog, lucky the labrador, ran away. Last time he did he ended up in the kennel. Then i had to pay $300 to get him out.


2nd Tweet: Now im walking around my neighberhood trying to look for him. Icant find him anywhere and i got a bad feeling about it this time :( : (

3rd Tweet: So I think i see him down the street!! Hopefully when i ca;; him after him, hell come back to me.. Dammit, the jones' stupid poodle scared him away!

4th Tweet: I  See him again!! im running this time and right now hes sitting still..uh oh... lucky just got hit by a red truck that was going really fast : ' (

5th Tweet: Dang this is so sad. Oh my god. My dog, Lucky the labrador, since i was five, just got hit by a truck and blew his brains out. #RIPLucky #Sad

Two Old Men

"pretty nice day isn't it Frank?". "it sure is Henry, it sure is." Frank replied. "So, how's the old lady? She still ranting about every little thing?" Henry asked with a slight chuckle. Answering with a sigh, Frank says "She's not doing so well now a days Henry, her eye sight is going and her hearing is right behind it. Some days I wonder and worry about her. Her health seems to be going quick, and her memory even quicker. How about you Huh? How's Chelsea dealing with the back surgery?" "oh she's doing better. She traded in the wheelchair for a walker now. She's recuperating faster then expected and that sure is a blessing. Her physical health is good but I'm not so sure ok where her minds at. Seems like every day she's gets sadder and sadder since our son Joe passed away in that car accident." Henry stated. "I'm sorry for your loss pal.. Such a tragedy. I couldn't even imagine losing Thomas or any of my girls, Must be really hard. How are you holding up?" "ah I'm doing okay, it's been about a year so the pain is still fresh. Ya know I think it'll always be fresh. As soon as the wound heals, I think about it and my soul bleeds and cries again. He was my only child, my only son. Nothing can replace him. Nothing. " Henry says. The two men sit there for a little while, looking at the crowds walking by, people watching. "Nice park isn't it?" Henry asks. "Yeah, looks like our tax dollars went to a good cause after all. Say, don't you think we should bring our wives out here one day? Maybe have ourselves a little picnic of some sort" Frank Suggests. "Ehhh maybe, I'll have to talk to the misses and get her thoughts on it." Henry tells him. "Oh sure sure, of course. I just thought it would be nice for everyone to be together again. We haven't all seen each other since the...uhhh..resting home." "the wake. I know since Joes wake. "Henry says. A ball rolls over from a group of kids playing catch. It rolls into Franks foot and he hits it with his Cain back to the kids. One of them calls out "Thank you mister!" And Frank just waves his hand back. "Ya know I'm kind of tired. I just want to go to sleep." Frank says. "Oh I know what Ya mean friend, I'm always itching for a nap." Henry replies. "Well Henry, I guess I'll see you next Sunday, same place?" "Of course Pal, I'll be here, give the misses my love" "Will do Henry, same to Chelsea" and the two men part ways and head home. 

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

In my 53 years of living, ive always wanted to ask you for a special present. Ever since i was a little girl ive wanted a pretty girl doll. But I never asked cause my parents always told me if you ask for toys from Santa, you wont get them and hell be mad at you. So after being told that i started to only ask for clothes. And thats all i got were clothes. After being told that Santa is fake and the easter bunny isnt real, i gave up on asking for a doll because I knew it was because my parents didnt want me to be spoiled and have toys. So now that im 53 and have lost alot in my life i need something to believe in and that where you come into play. So im writing my first Santa letter in over 43 years. So Santa, i would love to get a pretty girl doll, and along with a pretty girl doll house. Thats all i want, im not asking for much. Oh before i forget i would also like a box of extra dark chocolate, and a bag of coffee. Thats all. Thank you so much Santa, ill have milk and cookies ready on the 24th.

Love,

   Old Lady

P.S. If you happen to pass over my ex husbands house, let rudolph do his business. Blitzen too. Thank you again Santa and I cant wait to get my presents:)

P.P.S. If you pass over my other ex husbands house, drop a load yourself, thanks.

Time Machine(EXAM)

Two days ago I made a big mistake. I quit my job, broke up with my girlfriend and ran away from home. Part of me feels free but another part doesn't. I like my old life. I like how I used to complain about work and she would listen.  Now I have nothing to complain about and no one to complain to if I did. As I put the finishing touches on the time machine I think about if it's worth it to make the changes. I decide that it is. I remember when we fell in love, all those stupid fights and arguments are so worth is. And my job, I need it. A solid paycheck every week makes a world of difference when you have bills to be paid. I step into the machine, close the door and lock it sealed. I press the correct combination of numbers into the keypad, then I wait. I see bright lights flash, a deafening roar, the pod starts to shake then suddenly..Silence. As I open the pod door I pray that it worked. I step out and it's suddenly light out. When I initiated the time travel it was night time! It must have worked! I check my phone and the familiar text message "Hey Babe"  from my girlfriend is on it. Wow! It worked! Now I gotta keep everything the same. I remember I was scheduled to work at 4 so I had just enough time to get there to make sure I'm still employed. I get to my job and my manager Mike says "Hey John, great to see you. You better work hard today". 'Great' I think. Everything actually worked out how I wanted it to be...it seemed. There happen to be a defect in the time machine that after two days, it returns me back to the present time. That means I can only enjoy my old life for two days, if I don't break it. So if I break the machine then I'm stuck in this life forevevr. No going back. But if I don't then I go back to being miserable. I think I know my answer. I'm going to pour vinegar into the circuit boards so it breaks. After doing that I go back to my job, work my shift then go back to my house where my lovely girlfriend is waiting for me. "something feels different" she says. "nah babe, everything is just right, just right" I say as the sun sets and I smile. But as we all know this couldn't be true. This couldn't work out right. Because one day later they were fighting and arguing and not getting along. What a stupid idea I thought. How could I be so vulnerable and not let fate take its course. The day after I told her it was over. We couldn't do this shit anymore. Everything is never happy-go-lucky like people say. 

Finding family members possesion in old house

I always thought about visiting my dads childhood house. The place where he spent the first 18 years of his 63 year long life. In a little Town called Rockland, deep in the northern parts of New York. My dad grew up in a small community, they lived in ghettos and everyone knew everyone. His town was unique because he lived in the urban area. It was a small City surrounded by fields and farms. The thing that separates my dad from everyone else is that he was a 3x State Champion Wrestler at 170 lbs. Even with the talent and skill he had he wasn't able to attend college. He was a State champion the first 3 years of high school but the week before states his senior year he got involved in some trouble. Long story short he was accused of being involved in a shooting but no one ever found the gun so the charges against him were dropped. But since he made headline news and everything, the NCAA didn't want him in any division schools. So after his wrestling career being ruined, he was forced to go to the Marines because his grades weren't sufficient enough for college. Anyways the reason I'm taking this 16 hour long road trip from Durham, NC is to see what his hometown is like since he never took the family back. As I arrive to his old address I see what appers to be a skeleton of what was once a house. Tall grass, boarded windows, broken glass and other such things that are evidence of abandonment. I walked up the rotten and creaking front steps and looked at the door frame, cause nothing else was there.  I proceeded into the house with caution, announcing my arrival into every room and walking slowly. After making sure there was no one else there I started to dig through the rummage. I discovered old pictures, ripped clothes, cracked glass, and torn books. From there I went back upstairs to what used to be my dads room. Half a bed frame, a dresser with half of the drawers missing, a broken mirror and a closet full of miscellaneous items. I dusted off a section of the floor and sat down. I looked around the room and looked at all the things and tried to envision what it was like to live here. What it was like to be my dad and how many friends he probably had over, how many girls he probably snuck in and how many times my grandmother locked him in here for talking back. After a while I stood back up and walked over to the closet. I started going through the stuff. After pulling out a couple of items i discovered a metal pole that was sticking out through the wall. I started to pull on it, it's budged a little. "lord please don't let this house collapse if I pull this out" I said to myself. I pulled out the pole and I heard a thumping sound in the wall, as if it was holding something and it fell. I held out my flash light into the hole and saw something shimmer back..something metal. I reached my hand in to get it but It was too far. So I did what I had to and I made the hole bigger, Then I reached my hand in there and by my fingertips I pulled out the object. I couldn't believe my eyes.. It was a gun! But was it THE gun? After analyzing it I realized that the bullets were the same caliber that were used in the shooting that occurred my dads senior year! Was it true?! Did he really shoot or help shoot somebody?  I guess we'll never know, because now I have met my word requirement:)

Finding someone in your room

"Gosh I can't wait to get home so I can just sleep" I thought to myself walking home from school. Out of all the 132 days I've been a senior, I've only been this tired once. And that's today. I thought this year would be easy and restful, now it's turned into a busy and stressful one. Finally I arrive to my side door. Put the key in the lock and open the door. I drop my book bag on the kitchen table, kick my shoes off at the bottom of the stairs and run to my bedroom. As I approach my door I hear a knocking sound. Slowly, I put my head up to the door to listen, I hear footsteps. I bust open my door and find a random guy rummaging through my dresser drawers! "Who the fuck are you?!" I scream as I approach him, "Woah woah woah! Calm down son, I'm with the FBI!" He says at the last second as I raise my fist. He shows his proper identification. "Why the hell are you in my room going through my stuff?" I ask. "Look calm down, let's go downstairs so we can talk" he says. We go downstairs and as soon as my foot touches the hard wood floor I turn around "Why are you here?""Well kid, if you must know, I'm investigating a top profile fugitive. His last known address was this one. Do you know a 'Carl Smith' by chance?" It disbelief I said "Yea, that's my pops.. What did he do? I haven't spoken to him in like 2 years since he ran off with his other family" I said, disgustingly. "Well according to the evidence we have built up, he's responsible for over $100 million dollars in credit card fraud, along with direct association to 3 murders." He states. "No way man, my pops may be a dead beat dad and a cheating husband but he ain't no killer." "well son, you can tell that to the jury at his court date when we catch him, cause with all the evidence we have he may not be able to run out of this one" he said. I sat there confused, angry and sad. Is that why he hasn't called? Cause if he does he'll get caught? He left on my 16th birthday.. Never said a word to me after. "well officer sir, good luck finding him cause I haven't been able to. And if you do, tell him I said thanks for the birthday gift. You can let yourself out." I said. "Thanks...""Chris..Chris Smith" I told him. "well thanks Chris, sorry about the whole snooping around. Part of my job" he said, then left. I went up stairs to my room and laid on my bed. Looked at the ceiling and thought about all the money my dad must have. The 3 people's lives he cut short and how he must really love his new family. "oh well" I said to myself. "maybe one day I'll wake up and it'll all just be a dream.."

20 Reasons why she shouldnt buy the movie tickets.

1. There too expensive
2. Shes going to get stood up
3. The guy is ugly
4. The theater is pretty far away
5. Shes broke
6. She wont make it on time
7. Hes Sick
8. Shes Sick
9. Her mom said not to go
10. She fell down the stairs and broke her nose
11. Shes on her period
12. She just had an emotional break down
13. Her car is broken
14. Shes ugly too
15. Her neck aches
16. Her mom didnt wash her clothes and there all dirty
17. He said no
18. She has Tennis Practice
19. She forgot her purse at work
20. He stinks

Death Date Tattoo

My name is Zac Jones.

September 16th, 2014 was my determined date of death. The current date is September 17th, 2014 and i'm still alive. There has to be a reason cause no one else has survived there death date. I mean im only 35 and im healthy, never been hospitalized, never smoked, and only drank on special occasions, plus i workout almost everyday. Its terrible that people are tattooed with there death date when there born. Sure some people say " Well atleast you were prepared and knew it was happening" but how can you actually prepare for that? How can you prepare for your own death and for the close loved ones around you? You dread every single day like i have. But now that that day has come and passed, I don't know how to feel. Im not sure on how my family is feeling. Now that i have survived im not sure on what to do next. I dont know what to expect or anything but im really scared. I called my mom and dad. I told them the good and scary news. They wanted me to come over immediately and to not stop anywhere. So on the way to my parents house I kept thinking of the best case scenario and the worst case scenario. Best case is that I live till my natural death of old age. Worst case, i drop dead at any second. When I get there i walk in and my parents are crying tears of joy and confusion. I tell my parents that i plan on going to the hospital in the morning to figure out whats wrong with me. My mom starts screaming at me not to. When i ask her why she tells me that the PC will get me. "PC?" I ask. "Yes Zacary, the PC, Population Control. Do you not know about the PC?" my mother asks. "No, i don't, Well i didnt..." I stated. " Yes Zac, and they gave you an artificial heart when you were born, like everyone else, and the date on your arm is when it gets disconnected." a moment of silence passes and we all just sit there thinking. After a while i came to the conclusion that ill just stay at my parents house till its time. After a couple of weeks i start to feel chest pains. They progressively get worse and worse every single day. After a week I am bed ridden. I lose my voice and almost all of my motor skills. Soon my sight goes as well. On October 23rd, 2014 Zacary Jones passes away in his parents upstairs bedroom at 11:14 PM. He is the only known person to ever live past his expiration date,

View From a Tree

Grass sways and bushes twitch and people walk and dogs run, sometimes they pee on my feet. I see airplanes soar and Frisbees fly. Bird make there home on me, squirrels use me as a jungle gym and kids swing from my limbs. I see clouds floating in space, I see cars rush past each other and I see other plants blossom. I have seen the worst storms and the sunniest days. I've felt the strongest winds and the coldest snowflakes. Ive seen picnics happen right under the shade I provide. I've seen soccer games happen in the field I live in and little league championships across the street. Ive seen pick up games and after school practices. Ive seen people fall asleep on benches because they don't have a home. I see people throw out blankets, plop down and power up there laptops to study. Ive seen people argue and scream and others Laugh and smile. Ive seen almost every human emotion while I feel none. I see my leaves turn from bright green to sun yellow till they fall off. But its okay cause they come back. I see kids run and play tag, I see them fall and scrape there thin skin. I see mothers rush to there hurt child and comfort them till the pain goes away. I see the grass get cut by the maintenance crew and sometimes they even trim me up. Ive seen small birds attempt to fly. ATTEMPT, not fly. But sooner or later they get the hang out of it and leave there nest to make there own. Ive seen festivals and parades go up and down this field every year. Ive had local bands play concerts and I get front row seats every single time. I see almost anything and everything without people even knowing it.

Storm Story

The wind was blowing calmly to the north, the tallgrass was bouncing at the pace of the gusts. The sky was baby blue, few clouds but mostly sunny. The air was thin and slightly moist. As the day went on more clouds starting moving in from the west. The early clouds were cotton white but these clouds, these clouds were darker, more mysterious and intimidating. These clouds brought a dark feeling, a sick and demonic feeling that came over the town. The clouds swirled slowly in the sky. They got darker, like midnight dark. They bullied the white ones out of the sky till they were out of sight. Before noon the whole sky began to twist as if god was stirring up some mashed potatos. Right around 12:30 a funnel cloud started to appear and it got lower and lower. Before you knew it a tornado started to form and you could hear a loud roaring sound. Sounded like a freight train was storming through the middle of town. All I could see were trees bending sideways as if they were gymnast and debris flying everywhere. I ran inside of my uncles house and looked for him but I couldn't find him. After looking for a couple minutes I knew I needed to reach a safe haven so I ran to the underground tornado shelter like my uncle had me rehearse many a times. After getting in the shelter the roar of the tornado grew louder and louder, my ear drums popped. I got in the school taught tornado position in the corner. I hear riping and destructive sounds upstairs, felt the power of the wind go down my back and the sound of glass shattering. After about 30 seconds I didn't hear it no more. I looked up and I saw nothing but sunlight. No ceiling, no wood, no tv, no couch, no bed, no nothing..Just sunlight. I climbed out of the rummage, and saw my uncle lying on the ground near what used to be his shed. Next to him was the lifeless body of my cousin Benjamin. I could tell he wasn't alive no more because of the metal pipe sticking out of his chest. I fell to my knees.

What ive always wanted to say is.. (Exam)

Tim just wanted to be noticed. Thats all he wanted. But not noticed by just anybody, he wanted to be noticed by the girl  of his dreams, Sarah. See Sarah was the most popular girl in there school and Tim was, well Tim was a nobody really. He was a band geek and a nerd. Tim was a sophomore and Sarah was a senior. They were in two different grades and were two different kinds of people. Sarah was the cheer leading captain and had a bunch of friends. Tim had one friend and it was the janitor. Any  ways it was a week before homecoming, the biggest gamer of the year. Tim finally built up the courage to talk to sarah.Even if they could only be friends, Tim was fine with that as long as he was noticed. But for some reason everytime he would try and speak to her he would either freeze up or walk away. But today was the day and time wasnt going to let anything stop him from talking to her. He had it all planned out, After 1st period he had Science, after science he has lunch, and everyday they pass each other on the way to 3rd period after lunch. He was gonna make his move then. When the lunch bell rang he went to the caferteria and just sat down. He didnt even have the stomach to eat because he was too nervous. Time seemed to go by so fast when usually it goes by slow. Tim was scared if she would blow him off. The end of lunch bell rings and he starts to sweat. He had never been so nervous in his whole 14 year old life. A he left the cafeteria and turned the corner to his hall he saw her, looking more beautiful then ever. As he progressed down the hall he grew more nervous, finally he walked right up to her. He said " Hi Sarah, you dont know me but ive seen you around and ive alwasy wanted to say is... Hi, Im Tim!" Then before she could breath he ran off like the wind. About a day later she went around talking to various people, Learning about who Tim is and what he's like. After doing her "Homework" she found his house. She talked to him and he let her know how she felt. They developed a very good friendship and Tim was very jolly about what he had earned.

Durham in 100 Years

The year is 2114 and Alex is just now waking up from a 100 year coma. Back in 2014 he was in a bad car accident that left him in a coma. In 2022 scientist came out with a medical breakthrough that preserves the bodies and minds if patients that are in comas. Since Alex was a young man, 23 at the time, he was a great candidate. He was placed in a “Coma Pod”. The coma pods keep everything at the same age that they were placed in. Only thing is that out of 893 case studies, Alex was the only one to survive. Scientist found this very odd because all pods were made the same on an assembly line. So Alex finally awakes, signals are sent from the pod to the nurses station. Nurses, Doctors, Hospital officials, and police swarm into the room to oversee his departure of the pod. When he is taken out, he is confused and dazed. After explaining his situation he quickly breaks down, now realizing that anything and everyone from his past is gone. Every friend, foe, or family member. All gone. After being brought up to date on new laws, disasters, and major events he is given a physical and released to the public. He is given a key card with his name and picture on it. He asks what its for, the receptionist answers “Well sir that’s your  Life Card.” “ Well what does it do?” He curiously asks. “Its everything. It is what ou know as a debit card, social security card, License, house key, car key, basically anything that you need is accessible through that card.” Alex stood there in amazement. On his way to his car he spotted to what looked to be a robot. “A robot?!” Alex thought to hisself. He went to the parking spot he was assigned, but there was no car. There was what looked to be a hovercraft. “What the hell..?” Alex hopped in and turned it on. He had only seen these in movies or video games as a kid. But then again that was 100 years ago. On his way to his new house he passed probably over 100 robots on the street, and thousands of hovercraft, jets, and even electric jetpacks. He went downtown first to check on the “American Tobacco District” but all that was left was a rundown water tower with the faded words “Lucky Strike” on it. “Wow.. Durham’s original water tower. The thing that started this whole city..well metropolis” he said to himself. When he arrived home he just sat on his bed, thought about his family, friends and wife. His child which was gone too. Sobbing he stared out the window. “What to do now?” He asks himself.

President To Do List

1. Get out of debt
2. Get USA out of debt
3. Finish war on terrorism
4. Buy 20 dogs
5. Pardon 2 turkeys
6. Buy Honda Civic
7. Annex Mexico
8. Destroy Canada
9. Make Verizon have the option of unlimited data
10. Fire secret service agents
11. Re-hire secret service agents
12. Go for run (2 miles)
13. Visit grandma
14. Get groceries
15. Email VP
16. Cook dinner
17. Sign up for swimming lessons
18. Take a nap
19. Take a shower
20. Walk dogs with first lady
21. Do laundry
22. Clean room
23. Party in oval office
24. Buy newspaper
25. Get a new laptop
26. Pick up kids from school
27. Work out again
28. Shower Again
29. Go to Vegas
30. Walk back to White House

Who I Am (POST ON EXAM)

My name is Christopher Lopez, I'm seventeen, and i'm a product of Durham, N.C. I was born in the capital of the state, Raleigh in Rex hospital. Early in my life i lived in Garner and Clayton but when I was five my family finally settled in Durham. At the time I live with my mother, father, and brother Ryan. We all lived together until I was ten years old and my parents got a separation that eventually finalized in a divorce. When I was in grade school I attended Eno Valley and Hillandale elementary, then moving onto Carrington middle school and now im finishing my senior year in high school. Since I can remember I've always traveled to New York City atleast once a year, if not multiple times. My dad, Miguel Lopez, is from Brooklyn, NY and would often take the family there to visit my grandmother and my cousins and aunts. Sometimes my Aunt Sabrina would take me and my cousins to Times Square and we would spend the day visiting shops and the famous "ESPN center" they have there. I always loved going there cause they had an arcade and what little boy doesn't like to spend his day playing video games? Anyways going to New York has always been something i've done and i often think about relocating there after im done with college. When i was about 13 my father and step mom took Me, Ryan, Jose, Jayden, and Jason on a family carnival cruise for 3 nights and 4 days. Those are all my brothers.When on the ship we cruised from the Florida Keys to the beautiful bay of Cozumel, Mexico. I had never been to Mexico before and the beaches and sites were quite interesting and nice. But my favorite part of the cruise was the fact that me and my two older brothers, Ryan and Jose, got to share a room without parents. Our room was a level below our parents and brothers and on the other side of the ship. It was pretty cool to me then cause i didnt have a bed time and they had a 24 hour pizzaria and ice cream stand that we always went to at random times. When we got back to the States we stayed in Miami for a couple days with my Grandma Elba. That had to be one of the best vacations of all time. But that vacation helped me realize how important family really is and if no one is there for you, you'll always have them. Now a days i dont go on as many vactions as I used to because im always keeping myself busy between work, school, wrestling season, and my girlfriend Anna. Ive been working at my job Little Caesars for over a year and even though its not my favorite job it provides a paycheck every other week so I cant complain. Currently im in my senior year and I honestly cant wait to graduate so I can live the "College Experience" and learn how to be an adult. This will be my second season wrestling and i havent enjoyed any other sport more then this one. Its not just the winning aspect and the sport itself, its the sense of having a second family. The team is like a big family and we all support each other and want the best for one another. Last year I didnt do the best but i had a decent record for a first year and it was 8-5. Me an my girlfriend Anna have been dating for 4 months and shes a really amazing person. But if you were to really ask me who i am as a person i would just say that im a joker, a hard worker, an athlete,  a serious and weird person at the same time. I like to joke around and have fun a lot but when its time to work and get down to business, i do it. Now its been 4 months since i wrote this, couple  things have changed. I recently found out that i cant get into any of the universities that i want to attend due to my GPA. So i have decided to enlist into the U.S. Army Reserves for 6 years while i attend Durham Tech Community College. Me and my girlfriend Anna are still together and its been a total of 8 months with her. Wrestling season ends in approximately one month, and so does my wrestling career. Kind of sad but also a little relived because now i can start saving more money and start working 6 days a week. After i graduate from boot camp ill come back home for 14 days. After that ill ship off to my advanced training school for about 6 weeks. Then ill come home and be home for good unless i get deployed. I cant wait to graduate from high school. Im beyond ready and i could have graduated in 2 weeks but i have to stay a whole semester just to take english.