Jhonny
scared, sad, dead, mad
son of ?
who loves saving people, smokes, fighting
who feels dead, alone, sad
who need love, faith, a god
who gives friendship, happeiness, strength
who fears rings, soc, firewho
would like to see life, peace, and a real family
Who lives in the east coast
Caed

Gerick
smart, truthful, pyro, violent
son of greg and kathy
who likes fire, friend, family
who feels happy, bored, sick
who needs fire, food, money
who give presents, pencils, pens
who fears death, spiders, jellyfish
who would like to see fire, mexico, and austrailia
who lives in Kelowna
Moison

• scrumptiouse




• delectable




• horibble




• delightful




• amazing




• prime




• golden




• grilled




• roasted




• crisp

Come one, come all. Here at weve got 50 inch plasma screen t.v's amd lot's of sports channels. All of that mixed with our amazing food it makes all of the expierience of our sports bar. Kids are welcome but it takes a man to eat these wicked meals. There is the monster nacho's topped with a layer of cheese, a layer of bacon, jalepenos, lettuce, tomatoes, chicken, and topped with another layer of cheese. The nochos are massive and they are served with the freshest guacomoli and salsa. There is also the mega melt steak. This is a 32 ounze AAA steak with melted mozzerella topped with basil and fresh and moist salsa.Wip

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!

One week left

I walked in to the docters office and put my large undercoat on the maple coat rack. Before i sat i went to the counter and told the elderly women my name. She glanced up at me and stared. It frightened me. Her name was Jane. I saw this on her name tag. Jane said to sit and wait but the docter will come in a minute. I started to hyperventilate expecting the worst. I knew That there was going to be an enormous blow. My docter came in the horrible smelling waiting area and called my name with a deep voice. He had a russian accent and long blonde hair. He looked alot like the guy on the die hard movie. He led me into his office and with the grimmest look on his face.He said. Wip

One erie night Mike and his soon to be wife Jane are driving down a sixty kilometer highway. They were freaked out because of the toll booth thay had passed. What happened eas when they pulled up to the toll booth there were soldiers holding dragonav sniper rifles. They had fright struck in there faces. When Mike drove up to the toll booth the person said it was free. They said not to stop whatever they do. They left. When they were at about the ten kilometer mark they started to think but they had to stop when there as a wedding cake in the middle of the streched road. They both got out to lift the wedding cake out of the way but as they did they heard an explosion. They looked behind and there were two deformed people laughing. They started to chase them. Mike and Jane were not fast enough and when the freaks crept up on them they hit both of them over the head with clubs. After that night they were never hard from again.

what i would say

I would start totalk about ending slavery. I would saywhy it is so horrible. If people said that it is their right to have slaves i would say no and even if it was it is against other humans rights. This is a major problem because people are being taken, sometimes raped or killed for fun and money. There are that sick of people out there that will charge for peoples lives. Some are things like the mafia and even somalian pirates. People are forced to serve or work for little or no money. By paing these ransoms we could save lives.