Lorenzo is a 16 year old boy who wants to live his dream of being a soccer player. The only things that is stopping him is his strict, abusive father who is also a doctor. His mom won't speak up and his family isn't the best nor has a lot of money since his father isn't getting any patients. He doesn't know how he will be a soccer player nor how his mo and himself will leave his dad.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Short Story
"My dream was too be a big soccer player. I can't though not with my father still around. He'll never let me go and live my dream. My father is strict, so is the rest of my family. Except for my mom but she wont speak up, so I'll guess I'll never live my dream"
Gregory Mack
Childhood Life (backstory)
My life as a boy was hard. My father used to beat me , my mom was a drunk and my sister was addicted to meth she died at 18. Lastly my other sister lived with her friend which sucked because she was my favorite person. But what hurt the most was my father now inside me I get scared of men that over power me that's why I'm gonna kill all of my enemy's.
I grew up in Cleveland , Ohio by a lake. That's where I would go swimming before my mom came out and threw a budwiser at me. I have jet black curly hair , dark blue eyes I'm pretty tan but not to dark.I'm really tall 6.3" to be exact.Latly I'm a t-shirt jean guy I get my clothes from Levi's and American Apparel.
My friend's and a counceler that works for the police think I'm a physcopath because of what happened in my first year at University of Southern California. I pulled a knife on my roomate because he was making out with my girl, I got arrested and caged for a week. But , they mostly got suspicous when I started collecting knifes watching forensic files and reading books about the 10 best killers. The doctor at the jail wanted me to go to a special hopital but I hate the cops so I would never listen to them, ever.Luckily I didn't get kicked out of school just because some bum doctor said thatr I was a phycopath to the dean and the dean wanted to give me second chanse in life.
Characters for short story: (with cool photos!)
Characters for short story: (with cool photos!)Main character:
Name: Daelach
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Height: 4' 3"
Length: 5'2"
Eye color: Real eye is sky blue, robotic one is red.
Species: Dire wolf
Fur color: Silver and black
Favorite color: Sky blue
Additional markings: Right eye and most of left front leg are robotic. Also, very long and fluffy tail.
Abilities: Can see in infrared and x-ray in robotic eye. Also, both eyes can light up like flashlights.
Major goal: find the people who experimented on her, her friends and killed
her parents and DESTROY THEM
Events in past: her parents were kidnapped by a sinister organization that genetically modify and experiment on animals to make them into weapons. However, after a short while, she, her brother Thunder, a king cheetah named Djinn, and a dragon named Maelstrom escaped and have been on the run ever since.
Likes: Bacon, ham, pork(all pig meats except for pork chops), SNOW!!!!!
Dislikes: Most people (meaning humanoids)
Family situation/friends: Has a brother named Thunder, parents were taken captive and killed while being experimented on by the evil scientists. Her best friends are Maelstrom, Thunder, and Djinn.
Flaws: Extremely terrified of slugs.
Secondary characters:
Name: Thunder
Age: 2 years
Gender: MaleHeight: 4'2"
Length: 5'
Eye color: Bright green
Species: Dire wolf
Fur color: dark, stormy gray, pretty much black
Favorite color: black
Additional markings: robotic ears and nose
Abilities: Can hear sounds up to a mile away and can pick up scent trails up to a month old
Events in past: his parents were kidnapped by a sinister organization that genetically modify and experiment on animals to make them into weapons. However, after a short while, he, his sister Daelach, a king cheetah named Djinn, and a dragon named Maelstrom escaped and have been on the run ever since.
Family situation/friends: Has a sister named Daelach, parents were taken captive and killed while being experimented on by the evil scientists. His best friends are Maelstrom, Daelach, and Djinn.
Flaws: a little foolhardy.
Name: Djinn
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Height: 3'9"
Eye color: Violet
Species: king cheetah
Fur color: tawny w/ black blotchy spots & stripes
Favorite color: Gold
Additional markings: all robotic feet w/ small rockety things
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| Without the rocket feet and purple eyes. |
Events in past: Was kidnapped while hunting rabbits in Akriar by a sinister organization that genetically modify and experiment on animals to make them into weapons. However, after a short while, he, two dire wolves named Daelach and Thunder, and a dragon named Maelstrom escaped and have been on the run ever since.
Family situation/friends: Parents were also killed by scientists. His best friends are Maelstrom, Thunder, and Daelach.
Flaws: Afraid of heights.
Name: Maelstrom
Age: 11 years
Gender: Female
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| She looks a little like the Skrill from HTTYD. |
Length: 12'5"
Eye color: Gold
Species: Dragon
Scale color: Neon blue lightning pattern and dark purple otherwise (even darker purple on wing membrane)
Favorite color: colors of her scales
Additional markings: Black zigzag tattoo on left shoulder, line of neon blue fur down back, head, neck, tail and feet (not entire legs, just feet).
Abilities: Can breathe lightning and lightning marks can glow in the dark. Also can absorb electricity and become supercharged in storms and/or when otherwise electrocuted.
Events in past: Grew up in a lab with the evil scientists but escaped with Daelach, Djinn, and Thunder before they could remove her feelings and turn her into a killing machine.
Family situation/friends: Never knew her parents because she was created by genetically modifying a baby dragon in a lab. Her best friends are Daelach, Djinn, and Thunder.
Flaws: Hates being underground
DuckMans Story
The First of Many Stories of the Amazing DuckMan
Once upon a time, there was a young duck named Duck. He lived in a town where everyone was a duck named Duck. One day, while Duck was eating a duckwich with his best friend, Duck, a man came by and shot everyone. Duck, being a smart duck, hid, but no other duck did so they all died. When Duck emerged he ran away from his town, Duck Town. When he had been running for hours and was a full two feet from the border of Duck Town and Man Town he fell into a hole. At the bottom of the hole there was a strange bubbling green liquid. Duck fell into it. When he emerged he was a duck man. A man with eyes on the side of his head and a duck bill. He was 7 feet tall and thin as a rod. His skin was tinted yellow. Being so tall he climbed out of the 5 foot tall hole and continued running to the center of Man Town. There he was loved by everyone because he was so ducky. He got free food and free other stuff. He had yellow "hair". Yellow eyes. And he was totally fluff. He wore a yellow hat. After seeing his town and fellow ducks destroyed by duck haters he made a vow to use his human body to protect ducks and bring duck life to the world. He wanted to do this because he was a duck man. Sadly, after 340 years and he was 400 years old his life took a turn for the worst. He grew fat from eating so much free food, and worse, he shrunk a depressing height of two feet. He was unable to grow and be thin so he was forced to live out his life long goal as a nonathletic hero but he still did his job very well and is a hero to duck kind.
One day while DuckMan was taking a waddle in the more unduckish part of Human Town he heard a loud pain filled horror stricken sound. It was the quack of a young duck being unfluffed. DuckMan had never seen the torture for himself, but as a young duck he had be taught in the famous duck school of Duck Town, Duck Stuff, what sound a duck made in the process. He saw a random skateboard lying in the street and leaped on to it preparing to take off down the street to the young duck's rescue. When he landed it was so spectacular that all the people on the street cheered. Then, in slow motion he raised his right leg preparing to make a fantastic push that would bring him in mere seconds to the young ducks aid. Down went the foot. AAAAAANNNNNNNDDDDDDDD. Nothing happened. He tried again and nothing happened. Then he looked down and realized that his legs, at a depressing length of two inches, were still quite far from the ground. He cursed (i hate fluff!) then he waddled at the extraordinary speed of one inch every ten minutes, and broke all the records any duck had ever done by a full half inch! "Soon" he found the duck. It was on its back and a huge man of four feet was looming above it, slowly unfluffing the poor duck. DuckMan was horrified. What could that duck have done to deserve such a fate? Then the man noticed DuckMan. " So DuckMan you have caught me. Well you are too late, this duck is almost unfluffed, even if you save it now it will still suffer for the rest of its life. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"
DuckMan charged forward and karate chopped the man in half and the man died instantly. He may have saved the duck from death, but he could not save him from pain. Then DuckMan fell down to his knees and begged to The Great Duck Spirit. " Oh Great Duck Spirit, can you please reliEve this duck of it's pain? " Then, The Great Duck Spirit flew down from the glory of the kingdom of Ducklo and pulled out one of his feathers and placed it on the duck. Instantly, millions of feathers began to grow on the duck. Soon he was completely healed. Then he leaped into the air and followed The Great Duck Spirit to Ducklo to receive the cleansing treatment that all duckS must get after they have unfluffed and then fluffed again. DuckMan happily watched them go, but he knew that he would never see that duck again. Then he turned and waddled back to his house. There he lay down on his bed and thought about how he was not the amazing hero he used to be, now that he was short and fat. But then the optimistic part of his brain thought, as long as they do not suffer for their life and are taken to a safe haven he was doing his job. Then the other side of his brain said, but they still go through pain because you're short and fat. Finally the optimistic side relented and DuckMan fell asleep. He had many more adventures like this one and after each one he was troubled by the fact that he could have done better if he was taller and thinner.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Not From America Poem By Mark Vazquez
I'm walking around this iron and metal city. It's nothing like Spain, Spain isn't as modern as this place. It's more old and quiet. It's not as loud as this place. Everywhere I go I see people talking and talking and talking. Nobody is never keeping their mouths closed. I also notice these these weird red puppets that expect money from you if you take a photo with them. I kind of like it, but yet i am afraid of this place that some people call home, but this place is definitely not home for me. My home is back in Spain. Although I do notice that a lot of people speak Spanish here. People from Puerto Rico, Cuba, Dominican Republic, Argentina and other Spanish-speaking countries.This place is interesting, it has poeple from all over the world, Italy, France, Germany, Ireland, my home country Spain and way more countries. I miss home, but I'll be back soon once I get bored with New York. But for now New York is my hotel and Spain is my home.
Alien perspective from Marlon Francis
Say you floated above earth in your little spaceship looking down on all the humans, just to get to know their life. Now say you see a human, letting in a weird small animal walk into it’s home, and back out. What would you think? Why would humans let animals just walk into their home like that? What if the animal had stolen something! Like the small bowl of water and food on the floor? Wait, it did take from those. Yet the human is okay with that? Why? Why would the human do that? Do humans just let people or animals just walk into their home and take what they want? Are they just a bunch of push-overs? I guess I’ll never understand the humans.
Social Norms
COFFEE
Why do we drink coffee.
Its not eben that good.
Its bitter
its not good for you
and it sucks.
It has tons of caffeine
Which is definitly not good
But, we still do drink it
SO drink it and WAKE UP!!!
Piggies!??!
Piggies?!?!
By Aliya Fontaine
Piggies are weird
Cute and weird
they are usually blue and red
where I am from
but now they are pink!
And they are smooth
they are usually fluffy
these are not piggies
on my side of the world
and
there has to be a reason for all of this
these are not there their color
did they do something to them
or are they
DEAD!
why are they not blue?
They should be blue!
Did they do something else
They are still walking
Maybe they painted them.
Yes,they must have painted the piggies
They used to be nice and fluffy
Blue or red
So these are not piggies!
They must have put
Costumes on!
but put the wrong color on it
I think they are insulting piggies!
They are so mean!
They should get punished,
BY THE....
PIGGIES!
Piggies shouldn't be insulted
They are cute in blue
but
MYSTERIOUS
in Pink!
GERMS EVERYWHERE!!!!
The spread of germs
As you touch the sweaty hand of your colleague
One person’s hand can carry 10 million bacteria
Imagine 10 million tiny little bugs crawling on to your hand
Who knows what that person has touched
And then, when you touch the hand of another person,
you get another 10 million germs
So will we carry on the cycle of shaking hands?
And the shape of hands!
We have 5 little worms dangling from your arm!
Worms live in the ground.
So what’s the point?
Think about it.
Ducks?
ducks?
by taylor smith
ducks are strange
adorable yet strange
they are different colours
like green brown and white
in my world they are fluffy
not to mention yellow
i dont get this world
its weird
there must be a reason
why the ducks aint yellow
i think they might be painted
the horror of this world
so terrible i cried
but why are they painted?????
why are they corrupted???????
are they tricked
are they captured
my world will never know
unless is unless i take a walk
and inspecte the victims
of this worst nightmare
that haunts us day and night
ducks are creatures too
and should not be torrtured
but what i really wish to know
is how the dreadful humans
work their works of woe
What is time, anyway? By Willa Meissner
What is time, anyway?
Is it an invention or a discovery?
I mean, Who ever thought of seven days in a week?
Why can't it be ten or something?
And the names.
Wednesday? January?
60 “seconds” in a “minute".
60 “minutes” in an “hour”.
24 “hours in a “day”.
7 “days” in a “week”.
4 “weeks” in a “month”.
12 “months” in a “year”.
So on and so forth.
I wonder why...
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Willa's REAL Performance Poem
Lay down for bed, rest our heads.
A night full of dread, tears were shed
And yet it's a new day.
Darkness in the sea of light
Just because of that one night.
This unexpected world may never be bright
And yet it's a new day.
Five four three two one
Your suffering is over, your day is done
Think and think, and your mind, it spun
That yet it's another day
Sometimes you just want to go to bed
Rest our heads, sleep instead
Take on the world, your father had said
And tomorrow shall be another day.
Ours- A Poem by Lucy Meissner
Life and living
Death
Ours is the fault of our future
The man in black
With no words
Has stolen once again
His duty is done
And here we are
All of us
Standing in our own tears
Death
Ours is the fault of our future
The man in black
With no words
Has stolen once again
His duty is done
And here we are
All of us
Standing in our own tears
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Assorted haikus I by Georgia Kretz
Disappointed? Yes.
Promises of glory? Yes.
A lollipop? Yes.
Haiku, oh haiku
What should I put inside you?
Irrelevant now.
Ba ba ba, ba ba
Nana. Ba ba ba ba ba
Potay-toh-hoh-hoh.
Promises of glory? Yes.
A lollipop? Yes.
Haiku, oh haiku
What should I put inside you?
Irrelevant now.
Ba ba ba, ba ba
Nana. Ba ba ba ba ba
Potay-toh-hoh-hoh.
Sam Lapp
Apples
They look green and round
Oranges
Have skin as thick as metal
and look like a ivory brown
Grapes
They look small.......
cause piiiieeeee
They look green and round
Oranges
Have skin as thick as metal
and look like a ivory brown
Grapes
They look small.......
cause piiiieeeee
Willa's Second Possible Performance Poem
Awkward, tangled silence
That soon turns into chaos.
A blooming flower
Now ash.
Slender courage
Turns to poison,
Becomes upside down
In a flash.
Love
Hate
War
Race
These are the things to savor
To be careful of
To favor
But watch out
For you might be mistaken.
Flying Thoughts
start now
is the moment
in time
is valuable
things are only for the rich
chocolate makes my mouth water
is an important resource
Thoughts fly
Through my head
Like a bird
fights the storm
is the moment
in time
is valuable
things are only for the rich
chocolate makes my mouth water
is an important resource
Thoughts fly
Through my head
Like a bird
fights the storm
Dream's Deep by Georgia Kretz
Dream's Deep by Georgia Kretz
While you’re sleeping
They come
And they change
From the peaks of the tallest mountains
To the forgotten
Forbidden
Deep
And it is here
They are most strange
The deep
Where you are the stranger
In the twisted world they create
Things grow
Things shrink
And it would seem to an observer
That you were on the brink
Of insanity
But I don’t think so
For the observer
Forgets
That in their own dreams
This is the place they go
And mostly
In this deep of dreams
Nothing is ever as it seems
And sometimes
And sometimes
In the dark of the night
You are forced to fight
Against the monsters
Of your nightmares
And you scream
And cry
And you start to believe you’ll really die
And your life
It flashes before your eyes
You close them now
And you jolt
Awake
Breathing ragged breaths
And realizing you were never
Even close
To death
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