Golden Key

Underneath the rubble, a golden key lay. Zack saw it gleamering in the light. He dove in.

"Be careful you idiot!" yelled Billy, Zack's best friend. About ten minutes later Zack arose with a big smirk on his face, holding the key out for Billy to see.

"That's it?" asked Billy

"Yes, that is it, we can finally unlock the gates of hell" replied Zack.

Well, There are some things you need to know about Billy and Zack. They are two demons that were so kaotic they were sent out of hell onto Earth. On Earth they destroyed everything looking for the key. Right now the world population is about 20, Zack and Billy look like normal teenage humans. Zack is about 6'1, black hair, dark black eyes, and pale skin. Billy has, brown hair and blue eyes, he stands about 5'8 and pale skin aswell.

"Are you ready to go?" asked Zack

"Yes, I am ready to head up to Boston" replied Billy.

And so, the two young demons dead to the remains of the city once called Boston, where the gates of hell. They are going to destroy Satan and his empire because he kicked them out.

The ballad of George

One day George was driving to Maine from Georgia. He was going to  see the Dinosaur Jr. concert. On his way there he passed through the terrible city of Boston. He saw Bill Quorgan so George stabbed him in the jugular vein spewing blood 20 feet into the air. After 18 hours of non-stop driving and about 3 losing the cops, George arrives in Maine. When he got to the concert George realizes it was a Boys Like Girls concert. He was very angry. At the concert George was offered to do something illegal. He decided that his life couldn't  get any worse because he was at a Boys Like Girls concert and he was also wanted for murder. George tried the illegal substance and about and hour later George didn't have a life. Poor guy. 

Stuff in my life

The things in my life can be categorized three ways,

baseball, science, Earth, wind, fire, water, Gamecube, Sun, School, Blues, clean-air, Creative Writing are things I love, 

Boston, Boys like Girls, Billy Quorgan, cars, smell of cars, guns, Persians are the things i hate,

Sautee, tea, grilled cheese, chop, and batter are words that are used in a kitchen.

55 word short story

Johnny walked to the store. He wanted nachos, but they were $1.25! All he has is a stinking dollar! He went in and tried to compromise, but no deal. That clerk was a hard bargain. Johnny walked home. Head down. Something shiny in those leaves. He picks it up. A quarter! Those nachos tasted great.

The redsox(magazine)

Red, like the chunks of spaghetti sauce in my throw-up

Grey, like the disgusting spots in my chicken

Sox, makes me think about my fungified sweaty gym socks I have worn for weeks

O yea, and spell it right

They start fights with teams better than they are,

They don't respect one of the hardest working people in the world, 

You probably hate them just like me.

Boston Redsox.

My daily routine to school in the morning

At approxametly 7:00 a.m., I get out of bed. I turn on my ipod and get dressed. I then go and eat my breakfast sit down on the couch and watch sportscenter. When I am done eating I go into my bathroom, brush my teeth, listerine my teeth then pack my things for school. I leave my house when I am done and it is usually 7:40. I meet my friends Sean and joey up at the light by Coventry and Scott around 7:45. We start walking and at around 7:55 Eddie runs up beside us when we walk past whits-en, or on somedays he meets us near st. thomas moore when we walk to citgo some mornings. At about 8:10 on citgo days we arrive at citgo and buy stuff then we start walking on the tracks towards Decatur. Around 8:15 the crossing gaurd yells at us to get off the track. We walk on the sidewalk and cross the street towards the top Decatur parking lot. 8:20 we are under the library.

My dream

Sitting in my mom's maroon station wagon outback. We are driving up to the coventry-scott intersection. Im driving now and we start to spin out. We are constantly spinning. I wake up. It's just a dream.

pet peeves

Everyday my mom asks me the same questions about school. She asks who's in my classes, what classes I'm taking, what kind of homework I have and what I need to do in the homework. Also, she asks random questions about baseball that I don't know, that I've answered and that she knows just is asking because she "forgot". It's really annoying and retarted. One day I pitched poorly, my mom asked what happened? Did you have trouble throwing? Then acting like i never said anything after I replied that I did have trouble she asks 30 other quesitons about almost the same thing. I don't understand why she does it. I ask myself constantly. Is she just a complete idiot? Well whatever it is that she is, it's incredibly annoying.

What were you thinking when you had this picture made?

I'm excited that I got my braes off. I wish the lady could hurry up and take my picture so I can leave. I wonder where my mom will take me to eat because I'm really hungry.

Picture story

One day the bald boy, Larry, was wondering around the neighborhood on a cool fall day. Larry spotted his best friend named Bruiser. He was doing the exact same thing. 

"Hey there Bruiser, what's up?"

"Not much just walking around the hood. What about you Larry?"

"Oh, just the same." replied Larry.

"I heard that it's fun to lay down on our backs and look up at the clouds to see what shape they make." said Bruiser. So, Bruiser and Larry tried that. 

"Wow this sucks " said Larry "Who told you about this? They must be complete idiots."

"Yea! There's no point. They just look like clouds. I can't believe people do this. Lets leave."

Bruiser and Larry got up and walked home.

J adjectives

The jolly, Jamaican, Japanese man walked down the jupiter street. He saw a jittery, juicy, jumpy, rabbit run across the junky street. The Jamaican-Japanese man's jaguar-like senses jolted in. The man rocketed forward at jet-like speeds. When the rabbit was caught, it had on a yamika, therefore it must have been jewish. The dead body of the jewish rabbit felt jiggly in the man's hands. The man went back to his bush, he couldn't afford a house because he was jobless. He only owned a few possessions; guitar(which he played jazzy tunes on), jingle bells, and a chair. The man in the house across the street was a very jubulant person, The  jamacain-japanese man was very jealous.

Tornado day

I thought that my experience during the tornado warning was really boring. My friends and I sat on the wall and went to sleep. We were in the band room. I picked out a spot and my friends and I sat there. We talked for a little then dozed off from fatigue and boredness. I felt dull, like watching a plump rabbit in his small warm burrow during hibernation.

My pets

My cat Ginger was really cool. I used to pull on her tail and I played my keyboard on her "birthday".  Matilda my dog was funny because she didn't like anything that wasn't in my family. She would always lick my face when I was on the floor. My dog bobo was funny because he was a spaz. He would run everywhere. Bobo was a boston terrier and my dad found him my at my grandparents house.

summer evening

Warm, calm, relaxing. The sky is pink-ish orange. Looking straight at the sun hurts my eyes. The wind on the beach feels nice. Hearing the waves crash every second gives me a sense of euphoria. Out on the bay side you can see the flounder boats getting their lights ready. Huge spotlights providing enough light to see the flounder at the bottom.