Sunday, November 22, 2009

Aaahhhh.... Thanksgiving

Are you ready for some turkey?!?!?! I certainly am. I know that I've mostly written stories in my past blogs but I thought I'd do something different. Sadly, I don't know what to do differently. Maybe I'll just continue to write until I think of something. I can't wait for Thanksgiving!! I want a home cooked meal and not have to have my ID swiped for it. My family doesn't really do anything exciting but it's still really fun. We'll watch Macy's parade until the food is all ready and then we'll eat. After dessert we play games or just relax. It's really fun. My grandma will probably invite some people from church who don't have family in Phx. She likes having company and nobody should be alone on Tahnksgiving (you thought I was gonna say Christmas didn't you?). Oh, random fact: did you know that desserts spelled backwards is stressed. I thought that really funny. I first realized that when I read it in a comic strip. It was Thanksgiving and this lady ws stressing out about all the desserts she had to make. Her dog and cat were looking at her. Suddenly, the dog turns to the cat and whispers "desserts spelled backwards is stressed". I thought that was pretty interesting. Okay, well I can't think of anythign else to write about. So, that's all folks (think of Prokie Pig when reading that).

Monday, November 2, 2009

Pirate-ness

So, this one I wrote while I was suppose to be writing one of my essays.
It's been four days now and the snow just keeps coming. Our ship has been frozen at port and the captain is eager to set sail again. He has restless legs and dislikes the idea of staying too long in a city that we frequently visit. Too many people know who we truly are and lips loosen after a tasty pint. The captain put us all at risk when he decided to dock here. I feared that I was the only one who sensed something and felt the need to tell the crew but nobody listens to the cabin boy.
I don't particularly enjoy being at port. As the youngest amd smallest, the captain feels that I would be less conspicuous and therefore I am sent on all the errands. of course this involves going out in the snow, a task that I am not very fond of doing. However, there is one small perk to having to run all the errands and that is-.
"Cabin boy!", bellows the captain,"go check onthe ship and sure there's no cracks, for if there is then it'll be your head". These threats aren't so rare to me but I know the captain will be good on his word. I strap on the little leather bags that are supposedly my shoes and take off out the door. I don't have the pleasure in owning a coat and must run to stay warm.
I quickly make it to the ship and rapidly check for cracks. The captain and I both know that cracks aren't likely to be found; he just doesn't trust me and wants me gone while he counts his diminishing treasure.
I hurriedly finish and as I head back, am able to enjoy this errand finally. I turn the corner and look up. There she sits in her window, the most beautiful being in all the earth. Ruby red lips, blond wavy hair, and piercing sapphire eyes. Every time we would land at this port, I would find and just watch. Sadly, I could never do anything since I am associated with pirates and she is the Governor's daughter. I realize that I've dawdled too long. I start to leave when suddenly I'm surrounded by the Royal Navy.
"You are under arrest", someone behind me says. I feel a sharp pain behind my ear and then darkness.

"In the dead of night..."

This was a free write for my english class. She gaves the first sentence and then we had to continue it.
In the dead of night I was hiding under the couch. My older siblings and I had decided to watch a scary movie; unknowest to me, they all planned a very mean trick. I'm not a fan of scary movies so it was easy for them to play this trick.
The movie was about some siblings that stay at home alone. It's almost morning when the youngest finds all the others dead. After the movie, all my siblings ran out of the room; I was starting to get suspicious. Suddenly, noises are sounding all around the house, the same noises that were in the movie. I, not knowing what I was thinking, go look around the house still suspecting my siblings.
In every room one of my siblings is lying in a mutilated way. I'm not really convinced, except maybe the real looking blood, until I come to the last room. There, standing in the middle of the room, was a huge man in a trench coat holding a bloody knife. He comes running towards me. This is why I was hiding under the couch in the dead of night.