1. blazed
2. suspected
3. abyss
4. apocalypse
5. randomly
6. shimmered
7. amazed
8. rapid
9. raging
10. exotic
Friday, November 27, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
One morning the sun was shining through my blinds on to my plain face. I awoke from my deep sleep. I had a hard time getting up but when my blinds flew up i saw the glimmering snow shining back at me. This reminded me of a story. "The Greatest Snow story ever", was the name. This is how it went.
There was a loud crash and then all that he could hear was a ringing noise. As the aching noise went away there was another crash from a blazing meteor. The wind was howling like a wolf on a full moon. The blizzard's snow was exceedingly cold. Once the crashing noises stopped Bill turned on his flashlight to investigate the disaster. Bill was fightend. Bill was a meteorologist that went around the world making sure it would not end but something had gone terribly wrong in Antarctica. There were multiple meteor showers in the region and other natural disasters. The biggest were things like earthquakes, tsunamis, and tornado's.
There was a loud crash and then all that he could hear was a ringing noise. As the aching noise went away there was another crash from a blazing meteor. The wind was howling like a wolf on a full moon. The blizzard's snow was exceedingly cold. Once the crashing noises stopped Bill turned on his flashlight to investigate the disaster. Bill was fightend. Bill was a meteorologist that went around the world making sure it would not end but something had gone terribly wrong in Antarctica. There were multiple meteor showers in the region and other natural disasters. The biggest were things like earthquakes, tsunamis, and tornado's.
Filled with rage for the fact that he almost got hit, bill marched over and took a hammer and chisel out. Rocks that he was chiseling from were three times the size of a mansion. surprising it may be to you but the rock was a normal thing to Bill. He has seen bigger. Abnormal rocks he was taking off were melting through the bags. They were even reenforced with steel. Amazed, bill took a mini machine and set it up within two hours.
"Boom, Crash!" is all bill could hear. Something horrifying was there. An earthquake! Cracks grew and meteors broke. forcing bill onto the ground, the earthquake almost swallowed him. Bill was hanging on for dear life as the crack formed underneath him. Hands red and struck with a sharp pain, Bill was holding onto the side of the crack. He made his way up and there was a man sitting there watching.
Bill took out a knife and was scared more now of the man than the earthquake itself. Approaching the man, bill had a funny look on his face. He inspected the man closely. The man was old with a snow white beard. He had grey hair and was rinkly all over. "The end is near", the old man hissed. "and it will be unpleasant". At this point Bill thought that the guy was a nut job. "My name is sulvester", He said. Sulvester stood and lunged toward Bill.
Wait! I forgot my dad never told me the rest. Well I guess I will have to tell you next time.
Friday, November 6, 2009
"Bang!" "Boom!", is all Steve could here as he was hiding behind a slot machine and bullets were zipping everywhere. When he tuned his head all he saw was flashes of Tommy guns all around. Oh!, sorry I should start from the beginning. When this all started it was the year 1938 and poor Steve was out of money so he decided to go to his buddies Mafia warehouse.Obviously, they had a loan shark there and he needed at least three hundred thousand dollars to pay off his bills and keep living for a month. He was troubled.
After arriving he asked for Bill Johnston the head of the warehouse and more importantly, his friend. Greeted by a hand shake, Steve entered and told Bill his problems. Bill said that he would have a high interest rate and if he does not pay it back they will have to kill him. If he tries to run with the money to a different country, they will get him because of border connections. If you run into troubles after 2 months you will have a ten percent interest rate every day. He worried. He singed the contract that was placed in front of him oh so gently. The most horrifying look came upon Steve's face as the slimy Friends men were aiming rifles at Steve's head with an enormous smirk on their faces.
"Ring ring ring!" Steve moaned. He got out of bed early to think how he could make around 350,000 dollars within two months to pay the mafia back. As he thought he watched television. The greatest add came on about how a week in Vegas was only five thousand dollars. He fainted.
Later that day he woke up and called the flight company, West Jet, and made a first class booking on the last flight to Vegas. Easily, he fell asleep. suprisingly his first ever dream appeared in his head. The vision was about winning all of that money that he got for a loan and even more. Although it was only a thirty percent chance of working, he decided to be outrageously bold. The next day he overcame his fear of flying and went into the air for the first time. The plane had enormous letters spelling "WEST JET."
Inside there were multiple small t.V's on the back of the chairs. The seats were a creamy white color. He flew first class but there were very little people sitting there and that was because of people are just to poor. Well, at least that is what Steve thought as he was flying. A waitress came by and asked him what he would like to drink and all he said was "nothing, I'm good and those are to expensive." the lady looked at him funny and walked away. He closed his eyes and when he was almost asleep when an evil little baby started to scream and cry because her ears were popping. The pilots said that it will be ten minutes until they land. Steve got an giant smirk on his face. They landed roughly but he still walked off and he bolted off to the casino.
He went down many streets passing many lights. He finally got where he was going. Killer casino was the name of the place and he cautiously entered. He noticed allot of men from the warehouse he was at and one pulled him aside. Mysteriously he said "Steve, I have always liked you but we will kill you if you blow all of the money. We have multiple men set up everywhere and nothing can save you. We know you will show up here every day and gamble but, I promise you would not like this to end before one week. You'll be dead." This of course struck fear into the mans heart but all Steve did was walk away. Steve ran to a taxi and said"take me to queens trailer park.
The taxi drove him away and there was a gang dressed in blue outside of the trailer he was headed to. That was the enemies color. Steve paused and all of the sudden there was a massive explosion that scared the gang away. As hill billies ran out of the house, Steve introduced himself to his long lost family. They welcomed him and he told them his problems. They said that the night was going to be his for if he lost they would have his back in case he lost.
They arrived at the casino and Steve went straight to the poker table. The name of the game was texas hold'em. Ont he first round he put ten thousand in to get the cards. When he recieved them they were double kings. This meant alot and he stayed in. The other cards were in play. The cards were two kings and an ace. Steve put all in and a man followed. Sweat was flying down his face. The next twocards were aces. A smilecame upon the mans face and steve knew he lost to four aces. Steve jumped up and said "now!" Men dressed in green jumped up with tommy guns and mafia started firing bullets off. Money was flying everwhere. Pain filled steves body and blood poored out. He fell liek a ton of bricks and things started to darken quickly. Soon everthing was gone and the pain had dissapeared.
After arriving he asked for Bill Johnston the head of the warehouse and more importantly, his friend. Greeted by a hand shake, Steve entered and told Bill his problems. Bill said that he would have a high interest rate and if he does not pay it back they will have to kill him. If he tries to run with the money to a different country, they will get him because of border connections. If you run into troubles after 2 months you will have a ten percent interest rate every day. He worried. He singed the contract that was placed in front of him oh so gently. The most horrifying look came upon Steve's face as the slimy Friends men were aiming rifles at Steve's head with an enormous smirk on their faces.
"Ring ring ring!" Steve moaned. He got out of bed early to think how he could make around 350,000 dollars within two months to pay the mafia back. As he thought he watched television. The greatest add came on about how a week in Vegas was only five thousand dollars. He fainted.
Later that day he woke up and called the flight company, West Jet, and made a first class booking on the last flight to Vegas. Easily, he fell asleep. suprisingly his first ever dream appeared in his head. The vision was about winning all of that money that he got for a loan and even more. Although it was only a thirty percent chance of working, he decided to be outrageously bold. The next day he overcame his fear of flying and went into the air for the first time. The plane had enormous letters spelling "WEST JET."
Inside there were multiple small t.V's on the back of the chairs. The seats were a creamy white color. He flew first class but there were very little people sitting there and that was because of people are just to poor. Well, at least that is what Steve thought as he was flying. A waitress came by and asked him what he would like to drink and all he said was "nothing, I'm good and those are to expensive." the lady looked at him funny and walked away. He closed his eyes and when he was almost asleep when an evil little baby started to scream and cry because her ears were popping. The pilots said that it will be ten minutes until they land. Steve got an giant smirk on his face. They landed roughly but he still walked off and he bolted off to the casino.
He went down many streets passing many lights. He finally got where he was going. Killer casino was the name of the place and he cautiously entered. He noticed allot of men from the warehouse he was at and one pulled him aside. Mysteriously he said "Steve, I have always liked you but we will kill you if you blow all of the money. We have multiple men set up everywhere and nothing can save you. We know you will show up here every day and gamble but, I promise you would not like this to end before one week. You'll be dead." This of course struck fear into the mans heart but all Steve did was walk away. Steve ran to a taxi and said"take me to queens trailer park.
The taxi drove him away and there was a gang dressed in blue outside of the trailer he was headed to. That was the enemies color. Steve paused and all of the sudden there was a massive explosion that scared the gang away. As hill billies ran out of the house, Steve introduced himself to his long lost family. They welcomed him and he told them his problems. They said that the night was going to be his for if he lost they would have his back in case he lost.
They arrived at the casino and Steve went straight to the poker table. The name of the game was texas hold'em. Ont he first round he put ten thousand in to get the cards. When he recieved them they were double kings. This meant alot and he stayed in. The other cards were in play. The cards were two kings and an ace. Steve put all in and a man followed. Sweat was flying down his face. The next twocards were aces. A smilecame upon the mans face and steve knew he lost to four aces. Steve jumped up and said "now!" Men dressed in green jumped up with tommy guns and mafia started firing bullets off. Money was flying everwhere. Pain filled steves body and blood poored out. He fell liek a ton of bricks and things started to darken quickly. Soon everthing was gone and the pain had dissapeared.
planning for scentence fluency
- Steve Moison Goes for a trip to vegas
- Steve needs to win or he is in debt to the mafia
- Steve lays blackjack regularly but does not know how to play texaas hold em poker very well
- When he gets there he can't sign into the hotel and troubles start to grow
- The mafia was sopposed to get him in and know where he was at all times but he had no phone
- He begged for some spare change on the street to use a pay phone
- He ends up staying with family that are kind of gang members with lots of guns and they sell to the black market
- Steve always carries weapons like hanguns around just in case
- He goes to a casino and mafia members are watching him from all around
- He ends up losing with his last hand
- Gun fight erupts when a mafia member tries to take him
- Gang members jump in and help steve
- Cops come and handle the situation
Advil anyone
“Woooooooo, yaaaaaaaaaa,” is all I could hear as I was dragged into a ring. I saw a matador with a thin jet black mask on. He had an oversized hat and was dressed in the dreaded colors, blood red and black. I became more and more furious as he laughed and ran around the enormous arena. The monster looked at me with a pleased face and I saw the silver blade that he had put in the holster. The man had killed 50 bulls in his entire career is what I had heard. The man had a rose in his mouth and a red silk blanket in his hands. I have won over 20 fights by killing my opponent. The way I do it, you do not want to know.
The creep started waving his blanket around after a bell went and stated the time three in the afternoon, Friday and made me confused but I charged anyway. The man moved his blanket out of my way and did a spin to impress the crowd. They cheered and when he was not expecting it I charged at him. I hit him square right in between my horns. He did a back flip. I turned and I could tell that he was soar. The crowd started to boo accept a small group of environmentalists that thought killing bulls for a sport is horrible.
The man let a great scream of fright as he stood. He was now shaking uncontrollably. He held his blanket and I charged with pride. He spun and set right back up so that that incident would be forgotten and avoided. I missed. The matador had asked before the match if they could have a break every fifteen minutes and his wish was approved. I went back to a stable and went directly to my water dish. It was full and it had ice in it. It tasted so good as it trickled down my throat and refreshed me. I was ready to go back out there and fight.
When I was dragged by five men I reached the ring, the gigantic steel doors closed behind me. When the matador was in the center of the ring I glanced up and there was a riot. The matador waved his blanket like he was a veteran waving his flag high and proud. The riot was not enough to catch his eye. I watched as there was a gunshot in the crowd. This had the matador’s attention now. He ran and while his back was turned I charged. I missed and he unsteadily jumped out of the way. I looked back and the man with a gun was running from police.
A voice on the microphone blurred out “it is safe to begin.” There was a great cheer but then the man with the gun had ran the other way, tripped, and fell into the ring with me and the matador. There was no way to get him out because the doors had a time lock on them. The guards yelled the name “Carl” as he fell. That is his name I assume so that is what he will be known as. The matador ran up to him and sliced a symbol into the mans forehead. He said that it was for disgracing him in front of everybody but it was just a scratch that let out only about one pint of blood. The man was on the ground crying but the matador stood him up and helped him. The matador held up his blanket I ran and he spun. The man, Carl, was standing there though. I couldn’t stop in time and it was like I was a freight train with a large spike when I hit him. All of the sudden I looked up with little ease. My head was about one hundred and seventy pound heavier.
I looked up and Carl was gone. My stomach curled. I shook my head and a body came off with a large hole in him. IT WAS CARL! I was overwhelmed. The noises I could hear were things like “booooooooo” and “sssssssssssssssssssssssssss.”I was stared at by the matador. All of the sudden I heard an air releasing and the doors popped open.
Five men came out with guns. I was frightened. They had their red dot on me but I sprinted around. One man shot as I ran behind another. He fell to his knees and there was a dart in his leg. Another shot made a thumping noise as it had hit the second man. He fell after looking like he had gone nuts. This time the dart was in his neck. One freaked out when he shot the second, not knowing there was a dart for him in the head. He fell to his knees. The other two just ran and shut the door with the matador behind them. I walked back into my stable where there was a man waiting for me. He shot me with a dart and I fell into a deep sleep.
All of the sudden I woke up. I was lying in my bed and somebody woke me up for a match for a matador that has killed 50 bulls. When I got to the ring he was the same matador. The colors on him were the same. And the bell went and stated the time just like in my other fight. The time was three in the afternoon on a Friday!
“Woooooooo, yaaaaaaaaaa,” is all I could hear as I was dragged into a ring. I saw a matador with a thin jet black mask on. He had an oversized hat and was dressed in the dreaded colors, blood red and black. I became more and more furious as he laughed and ran around the enormous arena. The monster looked at me with a pleased face and I saw the silver blade that he had put in the holster. The man had killed 50 bulls in his entire career is what I had heard. The man had a rose in his mouth and a red silk blanket in his hands. I have won over 20 fights by killing my opponent. The way I do it, you do not want to know.
The creep started waving his blanket around after a bell went and stated the time three in the afternoon, Friday and made me confused but I charged anyway. The man moved his blanket out of my way and did a spin to impress the crowd. They cheered and when he was not expecting it I charged at him. I hit him square right in between my horns. He did a back flip. I turned and I could tell that he was soar. The crowd started to boo accept a small group of environmentalists that thought killing bulls for a sport is horrible.
The man let a great scream of fright as he stood. He was now shaking uncontrollably. He held his blanket and I charged with pride. He spun and set right back up so that that incident would be forgotten and avoided. I missed. The matador had asked before the match if they could have a break every fifteen minutes and his wish was approved. I went back to a stable and went directly to my water dish. It was full and it had ice in it. It tasted so good as it trickled down my throat and refreshed me. I was ready to go back out there and fight.
When I was dragged by five men I reached the ring, the gigantic steel doors closed behind me. When the matador was in the center of the ring I glanced up and there was a riot. The matador waved his blanket like he was a veteran waving his flag high and proud. The riot was not enough to catch his eye. I watched as there was a gunshot in the crowd. This had the matador’s attention now. He ran and while his back was turned I charged. I missed and he unsteadily jumped out of the way. I looked back and the man with a gun was running from police.
A voice on the microphone blurred out “it is safe to begin.” There was a great cheer but then the man with the gun had ran the other way, tripped, and fell into the ring with me and the matador. There was no way to get him out because the doors had a time lock on them. The guards yelled the name “Carl” as he fell. That is his name I assume so that is what he will be known as. The matador ran up to him and sliced a symbol into the mans forehead. He said that it was for disgracing him in front of everybody but it was just a scratch that let out only about one pint of blood. The man was on the ground crying but the matador stood him up and helped him. The matador held up his blanket I ran and he spun. The man, Carl, was standing there though. I couldn’t stop in time and it was like I was a freight train with a large spike when I hit him. All of the sudden I looked up with little ease. My head was about one hundred and seventy pound heavier.
I looked up and Carl was gone. My stomach curled. I shook my head and a body came off with a large hole in him. IT WAS CARL! I was overwhelmed. The noises I could hear were things like “booooooooo” and “sssssssssssssssssssssssssss.”I was stared at by the matador. All of the sudden I heard an air releasing and the doors popped open.
Five men came out with guns. I was frightened. They had their red dot on me but I sprinted around. One man shot as I ran behind another. He fell to his knees and there was a dart in his leg. Another shot made a thumping noise as it had hit the second man. He fell after looking like he had gone nuts. This time the dart was in his neck. One freaked out when he shot the second, not knowing there was a dart for him in the head. He fell to his knees. The other two just ran and shut the door with the matador behind them. I walked back into my stable where there was a man waiting for me. He shot me with a dart and I fell into a deep sleep.
All of the sudden I woke up. I was lying in my bed and somebody woke me up for a match for a matador that has killed 50 bulls. When I got to the ring he was the same matador. The colors on him were the same. And the bell went and stated the time just like in my other fight. The time was three in the afternoon on a Friday!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Halloween
As I looked outside on my favorite holiday I saw all kinds of costumes running around. Halloweens my favorite. The free candy is amazing. Because of the costumes, Halloween is the greatest. Petrified, little children scream from the terror of haunted houses. Obviously, I had to go to the school and head out to the dance half way through the day. Personally I have certain thoughts of the idea of having a dance in the day. It’s plain stupid. Surprised expressions show up when I say that but it should be dark at a dance with flashing lights and lots of good loud music.
Halloween parties are great. Luckily I get to go to one at my friend house this weekend. Excited, my friend that is hosting the party came and told all of the guests that his father had bought ten roman candles. The gang and I are setting them all off at nine at night. Setting them off is risky where he lives because there is a cop shop right beside his house. Also, his neighbors are more than willing to file complaints. The wonders in my head are endless to see what I am doing tonight.
As I looked outside on my favorite holiday I saw all kinds of costumes running around. Halloweens my favorite. The free candy is amazing. Because of the costumes, Halloween is the greatest. Petrified, little children scream from the terror of haunted houses. Obviously, I had to go to the school and head out to the dance half way through the day. Personally I have certain thoughts of the idea of having a dance in the day. It’s plain stupid. Surprised expressions show up when I say that but it should be dark at a dance with flashing lights and lots of good loud music.
Halloween parties are great. Luckily I get to go to one at my friend house this weekend. Excited, my friend that is hosting the party came and told all of the guests that his father had bought ten roman candles. The gang and I are setting them all off at nine at night. Setting them off is risky where he lives because there is a cop shop right beside his house. Also, his neighbors are more than willing to file complaints. The wonders in my head are endless to see what I am doing tonight.
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