Monday, February 1, 2010
Thursday, December 31, 2009
my story as a gingerbread man
"AHHHHHHHH hot hot hot." That oven was like chinese water torture. But now i must cool on this rack and be eaten sooner or later. "oh no there coming!" the gingergirl beside me said, she was iced pretty well too. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH oh noooooooo my arm, ahhhhhhh my little ginger belly oh no my headdddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!"
THE END
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
When dark creeps in and eats the light, this is when the roens time is right, you never see it the life they stole, your bodys there but not your soul.
Daddy came home drunk that night. I could tell because there was a half empty whisky bottle sitting on the kitchen table, my brother had just come in from doing his chores. "Did you put the horses in the barn boy?" dada asked. "No.....i forgot im sorry dad." he replied his voice trembling. "Have you got straw for brains? I ask you to do one simple job and all i get is I forgot. Well thats not good enough" "But dad i...." But dad nothing, lets go find a job you can actually do straw for brains." He grabbed the latern off the table and picked joey up by the collar and led him outside. he went towards the cornfield and ripped the screcrow clean off its post. He put joey on the post and tied his arms tighlyt to it. "Dad please no!" he screamed as dad walked away. I stayed there with him for two hours on that cold night. "Get in here cindy!" dad yelled across the field. I obeyed but i didnt want to leave joey there by himself.
Dad had fallen asleep with his head on the table and whisky bottle in hand. I put on my winter coat and headed out to see joey. His face was a pale as ever and he was shaking violently. I tried to untie him but it was too tight. "Hurry cindy, Hurry! Their coming cant you see them!" I tried and tried but it was just too tight. A sudden gust of wind knoked over the lantern and set the corfield on fire. "Help me their coming for me!" Joey screamed. The fire set his jacket on fire and he bagean to scream. It had also burned through the ropes that held him there he fell off the post and ran to me. " You werent fast enough." Joey said in a menacing voice. He began to chase me, throwing burning corn in my direction. The fire had not burned him as i did me. He hit me with the corn and i fell to the ground, Joey fell too. Face first right in a pile of snow. He got up and looked the veins in his face visable and black. The snow had hurt him, it was like frost bite on his face. i ran into the basement, he followed me right into my trap. I locked him in the dog cage. "Your not my brother!" "Maybe not but you cant hold me captive." Watch me" I closed the door of the shed and looked at him through the window. Everyday i looked at him through that window. 60 years passed and Joey was finally dead. He was all bones. The only thing left of him was the roen as i calle dit floating through out the room calling for me to let it out. But i never will.
Daddy came home drunk that night. I could tell because there was a half empty whisky bottle sitting on the kitchen table, my brother had just come in from doing his chores. "Did you put the horses in the barn boy?" dada asked. "No.....i forgot im sorry dad." he replied his voice trembling. "Have you got straw for brains? I ask you to do one simple job and all i get is I forgot. Well thats not good enough" "But dad i...." But dad nothing, lets go find a job you can actually do straw for brains." He grabbed the latern off the table and picked joey up by the collar and led him outside. he went towards the cornfield and ripped the screcrow clean off its post. He put joey on the post and tied his arms tighlyt to it. "Dad please no!" he screamed as dad walked away. I stayed there with him for two hours on that cold night. "Get in here cindy!" dad yelled across the field. I obeyed but i didnt want to leave joey there by himself.
Dad had fallen asleep with his head on the table and whisky bottle in hand. I put on my winter coat and headed out to see joey. His face was a pale as ever and he was shaking violently. I tried to untie him but it was too tight. "Hurry cindy, Hurry! Their coming cant you see them!" I tried and tried but it was just too tight. A sudden gust of wind knoked over the lantern and set the corfield on fire. "Help me their coming for me!" Joey screamed. The fire set his jacket on fire and he bagean to scream. It had also burned through the ropes that held him there he fell off the post and ran to me. " You werent fast enough." Joey said in a menacing voice. He began to chase me, throwing burning corn in my direction. The fire had not burned him as i did me. He hit me with the corn and i fell to the ground, Joey fell too. Face first right in a pile of snow. He got up and looked the veins in his face visable and black. The snow had hurt him, it was like frost bite on his face. i ran into the basement, he followed me right into my trap. I locked him in the dog cage. "Your not my brother!" "Maybe not but you cant hold me captive." Watch me" I closed the door of the shed and looked at him through the window. Everyday i looked at him through that window. 60 years passed and Joey was finally dead. He was all bones. The only thing left of him was the roen as i calle dit floating through out the room calling for me to let it out. But i never will.
alien story oooooooooooooooooooo
The moon shone a bright illuminescent glow over the swings. I was there yesterday waiting for the sun to rise, to no avail. So here i am again just waiting for the days of darkness to end. Thats when these strange people with big blue eyes walked toward me. Pleadians i realized, They asked me to come with them so i followed. They took me over where the edge of the forest met civilization. Everything was a blur and next thing i knew i was looking upon the pleiades star system, at its luminouis blue light. The pleadians taught me about the system and how if you enter the atmosphere of it you will go into their world.
We entered their world through an infinate blur of white light. Everywhere you looked you saw pleadians using the light to heal other pleadians. The way the energy moved through their hands was amazing i had never seen anything like it before. These beings were not just creepy things, they were creatures of infinate light and knew how to comfort not only others of their kind but humans as well. I realized that we are all a part of them and they a part of us. They knew what i was thinking the communicated with me through telepathy, very strange i thought. these beings hav a highr concious level than us so they are able to use their divine powers more so than non-believers. We ended up back at the park. They told me that all yuou need to be happy is to believe in the powers of the unknown.
I sat there mulling over what i had been taught that night as the sun finally peekd over the clouds and warmed me, made me feel safe, i knew they were still watching me, prtecting me and i was happy that they cared so much about me. That they did not judge our race or what we believe in, i know i believe and that was enough for them.
We entered their world through an infinate blur of white light. Everywhere you looked you saw pleadians using the light to heal other pleadians. The way the energy moved through their hands was amazing i had never seen anything like it before. These beings were not just creepy things, they were creatures of infinate light and knew how to comfort not only others of their kind but humans as well. I realized that we are all a part of them and they a part of us. They knew what i was thinking the communicated with me through telepathy, very strange i thought. these beings hav a highr concious level than us so they are able to use their divine powers more so than non-believers. We ended up back at the park. They told me that all yuou need to be happy is to believe in the powers of the unknown.
I sat there mulling over what i had been taught that night as the sun finally peekd over the clouds and warmed me, made me feel safe, i knew they were still watching me, prtecting me and i was happy that they cared so much about me. That they did not judge our race or what we believe in, i know i believe and that was enough for them.
If you had one week, month or year to live-WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
I would go skydiving because i have always wanhted to do that. My attitude towards life would be.......woooooo hoooooo its finally ending!!!!! I would be dying of internal bleeding. hahahahahahahahahaahahhahahaha
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