Friday, 6 February 2015
question...
would you rather have a million dollars every year or get paid 1 thousand dollars every week?
i think beethoven :D
Kingfisher😊
Yay the class will be going to Kingfisher on Monday for two nights and three days but it is exciting and also stressful because we have to buy a lot of stuff to go out and stay the nights and I really hope it's nice out because I heard that last year it was really cold and I hope its not freezing but either way we will have fun.
Today, I'm feeling very upset!
Today, I'm feeling very upset! Yesterday I started to have a fever. After a while, I barely even moved. It's not that I couldn't, but everything hurt. I stayed up till 9:00 (21:00) watching Friends with my dad, (although, I could have passed out at 8:00 or 20:00). Then, when I went to bed, I imideitly fell asleep. When I woke up, it was dark out, so I assumed it was 6:00. When I check the time, it was 11:44 pm! I only slept for an hour and a half! After that, I kept waking up. This is what my sleep schedule looked like.
9:00 pm.
11:44 pm.
1:00 am.
3:00 am.
6:00 am.
It was the worst. After that, I was dehydrated and had chest pain. Not to mention a terrible cough! As soon as my fever started to get better, my mom said that she thought that I might be getting a cold. Plus, I'm missing report card day. My parents won't get to see my report card until next Thursday! I hope this cold gets better soon
:(
9:00 pm.
11:44 pm.
1:00 am.
3:00 am.
6:00 am.
It was the worst. After that, I was dehydrated and had chest pain. Not to mention a terrible cough! As soon as my fever started to get better, my mom said that she thought that I might be getting a cold. Plus, I'm missing report card day. My parents won't get to see my report card until next Thursday! I hope this cold gets better soon
:(
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Unknown presence. Part 2.
Last time, I didn't really give you a brief description of myself. I have black and neat hair. I mostly wear jeans and a sweater. My boss, Stan, wears nylon pants and a shirt and tie. I always carry around a pen and a pocket knife. I live alone in a house on a street called Odd Street. It gets lonely sometimes. I'm thinking of getting a dog some day. Should I? Anyways, that's enough of me. Back to the story.
I hate my boss. He just cares more about money then his staff and costumers. He can be a real jerk sometimes. I worked so hard that I was basically swimming in my own sweat. I had cooked 8 meals, brought 13 people their food, took out the garbage, took 6 people to their seats, and took 21 peoples orders. I feel like I'm the only one who does all the work here. I'm thinking of finding a new job but there are currently no jobs available, so it looks like I'm stuck here. Now what happens next is something I may never be able to explain. I was cooking a meal in the kitchen when my friend, Marty, said "hey, Michael! Can you take these two orders down to table three? Were having a tough time keeping up with the demand. I'll cook those ribs in a few minutes." So naturally, I just said "sure Marty." He handed me two plates with food on them. I took them and headed over to table three. Just when I was about to give the costumers the food, I suddenly heard a ringing sound. I stopped, wondering what that ringing sound was. It was a quiet sound. The costumer asked "are you alright?" The costumers voice sounded like it was 100 feet away. I suddenly began to feel dizzy. The world was blurry and tipping. The ringing had gotten louder. It was so loud that it was unbearable. The pain was unbelievable. I dropped the plates and heard glass shattering in the distance. By now I had my hands over my ears and was yelling in pain. I heard very quiet yelling in the distance. The ringing got louder by the second. Louder and louder! I ran away not knowing where I was going and almost bumping into tables. I ran out the back door while almost breaking the door. When I got out, the ringing was as loud as 1000 air horns blowing right in your ear. The door shut fast behind me. I was standing in the back of the store. My ear drums felt like they were going to explode! When I thought I was doing to be deaf for the rest of my life, it stopped. The ringing had gone away. The world had gone back to its normal shape and was steady again. It was dark. the only light was the back entrance light. I looked around. Nothing unusual. The dumpster, the staff parking, and everything else. It was calm. Almost peaceful. I was still panting rapidly. I turned right and glared down the empty road. Very dark. I turned around only to see a shadow looking at me. It was huge. It had to be at least 9 feet tall. It stared. We stared at each other. I'd felt as if my heart had stopped. It took a step forward as I was paralyzed. It took another step forward revealing its face. It was pure white. It had black eyes and purple eyes. It was terrifying. It took one more step forward and pointed a bony finger at me. "Your next..."
End of part 2...
I hate my boss. He just cares more about money then his staff and costumers. He can be a real jerk sometimes. I worked so hard that I was basically swimming in my own sweat. I had cooked 8 meals, brought 13 people their food, took out the garbage, took 6 people to their seats, and took 21 peoples orders. I feel like I'm the only one who does all the work here. I'm thinking of finding a new job but there are currently no jobs available, so it looks like I'm stuck here. Now what happens next is something I may never be able to explain. I was cooking a meal in the kitchen when my friend, Marty, said "hey, Michael! Can you take these two orders down to table three? Were having a tough time keeping up with the demand. I'll cook those ribs in a few minutes." So naturally, I just said "sure Marty." He handed me two plates with food on them. I took them and headed over to table three. Just when I was about to give the costumers the food, I suddenly heard a ringing sound. I stopped, wondering what that ringing sound was. It was a quiet sound. The costumer asked "are you alright?" The costumers voice sounded like it was 100 feet away. I suddenly began to feel dizzy. The world was blurry and tipping. The ringing had gotten louder. It was so loud that it was unbearable. The pain was unbelievable. I dropped the plates and heard glass shattering in the distance. By now I had my hands over my ears and was yelling in pain. I heard very quiet yelling in the distance. The ringing got louder by the second. Louder and louder! I ran away not knowing where I was going and almost bumping into tables. I ran out the back door while almost breaking the door. When I got out, the ringing was as loud as 1000 air horns blowing right in your ear. The door shut fast behind me. I was standing in the back of the store. My ear drums felt like they were going to explode! When I thought I was doing to be deaf for the rest of my life, it stopped. The ringing had gone away. The world had gone back to its normal shape and was steady again. It was dark. the only light was the back entrance light. I looked around. Nothing unusual. The dumpster, the staff parking, and everything else. It was calm. Almost peaceful. I was still panting rapidly. I turned right and glared down the empty road. Very dark. I turned around only to see a shadow looking at me. It was huge. It had to be at least 9 feet tall. It stared. We stared at each other. I'd felt as if my heart had stopped. It took a step forward as I was paralyzed. It took another step forward revealing its face. It was pure white. It had black eyes and purple eyes. It was terrifying. It took one more step forward and pointed a bony finger at me. "Your next..."
End of part 2...
Beautiful Stories- Part 5
I swear my heart just skipped a beat.
I just sit there with my car parked in the middle of the road, staring up the creatures in the sky.
A car behind me honks its horn and I snap back to reality.
Oh, yeah, I'm in it.
I focus agin on the road and pull over. I then grab my purse, open it as quickly as possible, and call Drey.
The phone rings once.
Twice.
On the third ring, Drey picks up.
"Tess! What the heck is happening! What are those things in the streets?!" Drey screams frantically into the phone.
"On the streets? Oh my god. What have I done." I say.
"You've done nothing! Dang it, Tess! Not everything is your fault!"
"THIS IS MY FAULT DREY! THESE CREATURES ARE OUT MY BOOK!!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"What?" Says Drey calmly.
"These creatures," I say. "Are out of my book. I don't know how, but they somehow came to life and now we're all dead!"
I can't hold it in anymore. I burst out into tears.
"Tess. Calm yourself. Where are you?" Drey says.
I contain myself and speak.
"I'm- I'm about five minutes out of town. Please come. I'm scared,"
I start crying again. Don't judge me. What would you do if you were possibly responsible for the world going into chaos?
"We're all scared, Tess. I'm on my way," says Drey. With that she hangs up.
I slowly lower my phone from my ear. I look up at the sky.
What have I done? I think.
I just sit there until I see Dreys Kia come bolting down the road.
I grab my purse and exit my car. Drey pulls over on the opposite side of the road. She gets out of her car, looks both ways, and rushes across the street and wraps me up in a big bear hug. "Come on, Tess." She says and gestures me towards her car.
"I'm not going into that city," I say.
Drey frowns.
"Get. Over. Here." She says.
"No." I say without hesitation.
"I said get yourself over her!" Yells Drey.
"What's wrong with you?!" I say. "My life is practically falling apart! Stop yelling at me!"
Drey comes stomping towards me. She grabs the collar of my shirt.
"Come. Now."
I raise my hands up in surrender. "Fine, just don't talk to me."
I slap away her hands and go into her car.
Drey goes into the drivers seat and starts her car. She does a U- turn and starts heading towards the city.
"What was that about?" I say.
She doesn't respond.
"Answer me!"
She looks at me.
"You need to obey me." She says in almost a mechanic voice.
I smirk. "Says no one,"
"I say that. And what I say, goes." She says more forcefully.
And with that we drive into the city.
Well, whatever's left of it.
By: Chloe
Wednesday, 4 February 2015
The Strangest Day ( By Sylvia ) Part One
6am, not so great. Every morning the same thing. Bright and early. Until yesterday. Yesterday was different. Yesterday was.... it was... well.....
I kept waking up at 2am, and 4am. The minutes felt like hours, and the hours felt like days. My first thought was the Root Beer I had at like 11:30pm the previous day, but I had already fallen asleep for hours, so it should have passed. As the hours went on through the night, I found myself awake at the time of 7:39am. I would shake my head and rub my eyes several times but nothing changed. Right away I slipped out of bed and ran down the hallway and into the living room. Right away, I noticed something strange. My mother was was on the sofa just sitting there with what looked like a fresh cup of coffee.
"Mom, aren't you supposed to be at work... and .... school... what about school?"
I was in quite the panic at the moment when mom spoke at me.
" Don't worrie about that dear."
Mom said very quiet and some what calm. I was somewhat confused at what was going on with Mom. Just while I looked away from her, she touched my shoulder and told me softly
" I need to tell you something."
At this moment, I knew something was about to change.
To be continued.....
I kept waking up at 2am, and 4am. The minutes felt like hours, and the hours felt like days. My first thought was the Root Beer I had at like 11:30pm the previous day, but I had already fallen asleep for hours, so it should have passed. As the hours went on through the night, I found myself awake at the time of 7:39am. I would shake my head and rub my eyes several times but nothing changed. Right away I slipped out of bed and ran down the hallway and into the living room. Right away, I noticed something strange. My mother was was on the sofa just sitting there with what looked like a fresh cup of coffee.
"Mom, aren't you supposed to be at work... and .... school... what about school?"
I was in quite the panic at the moment when mom spoke at me.
" Don't worrie about that dear."
Mom said very quiet and some what calm. I was somewhat confused at what was going on with Mom. Just while I looked away from her, she touched my shoulder and told me softly
" I need to tell you something."
At this moment, I knew something was about to change.
To be continued.....
Parallel Jumping. Part 2. By: Keira.
The next morning...
The morning starts off just like any other. It's a beautiful summer day. A slight, cool breeze, that makes the temperature just right outside. The leaves are green, and there are no clouds out, just the blue sky.The sun is shining. It's a perfect day. My dog wakes me up. He's so adorable. I eat some cereal, change into a rock band shirt (Preferably Pearl Jam), pack my school bag, feed my dog, and go onto the city bus.
Unfortunately, my worst enemy takes the same bus that I do. Samantha. She has hair as brown as chocolate. Eyes as green as a tree frog. with creamy, peach skin. She and I have been enemy's ever sense we were kids. She stole my toy truck in grade one. Our rivalry has been building up ever sense. I guess that that is an odd way to make an enemy. But things kind of started to build up after that. I hate to admit this, but her and I would be a great team. Our minds put together would have been great. To bad she stole my truck. That girl really makes me really angry. We had to be co-valedictorians. It was devastating. I hate her.
I try to make sure she doesn't notice me while we're on the bus. I really don't want to put up with her right now. I have more important things to think about. I have a paper that I have to finish writing, so I don't have the time to put up with her. I stand with my back to her, and slowly try to make my way around her. Please don't let her notice me! Please, please, please, please, please...
"Adam" She says, with a cold voice and an icy glare."Are you trying to avoid me?"
"What?! No..." I lie. "I just... I was looking at this add!" I point to one of the adds on the wall. It better be a serious one. It would be very unconvincing if it wasn't.
"A McDonald's add?*Scoff"* Why would you be looking at that?" She asks.
"Um, you know, food, science, health, and money, and stuff..." I say, my voice trailing away while I walk to the back of the bus. After that, all I could hear was the engine of the bus.
Wow. That was embarrassing. Honestly. I don't want her to think that she's doing better than me! Oh boy! Wow. That was such a fail! Oh well. You live and you learn. I guess.
When we arrive, I'm the last one off the bus. I can't bare to see Samantha. I kind of just proved that she was doing better than me with... Everything. So I'm just going to avoid her.
"Adam!" Shouts Tom.
"Hey!" I say., while walking towards him and Carol.
"Thanks for the party last night!" Says Carol with a grateful voice.
"It was my pleasure." I say, speaking with a formal voice sarcastically.
We laugh.
"I made another painting last night." Says Tom, while showing us an abstract, colourful painting.
"Wow. That's... Breathtaking." I say.
"I know. I made it for Carol. It was my birthday gift to her." He says.
"It makes what I got for him look awful." Says Carol.
"You got me an IPad." Says Tom.
"I know. But your gift was so thoughtful!" Whines Carol.
He just laughs at her. Carol has always been eager to please people.
Carol just elbows him in the stomach.
We laugh.
Wow. I forgot how much I loved my friends!
I may never get them back now.
Too bad.
To be continued...
The morning starts off just like any other. It's a beautiful summer day. A slight, cool breeze, that makes the temperature just right outside. The leaves are green, and there are no clouds out, just the blue sky.The sun is shining. It's a perfect day. My dog wakes me up. He's so adorable. I eat some cereal, change into a rock band shirt (Preferably Pearl Jam), pack my school bag, feed my dog, and go onto the city bus.
Unfortunately, my worst enemy takes the same bus that I do. Samantha. She has hair as brown as chocolate. Eyes as green as a tree frog. with creamy, peach skin. She and I have been enemy's ever sense we were kids. She stole my toy truck in grade one. Our rivalry has been building up ever sense. I guess that that is an odd way to make an enemy. But things kind of started to build up after that. I hate to admit this, but her and I would be a great team. Our minds put together would have been great. To bad she stole my truck. That girl really makes me really angry. We had to be co-valedictorians. It was devastating. I hate her.
I try to make sure she doesn't notice me while we're on the bus. I really don't want to put up with her right now. I have more important things to think about. I have a paper that I have to finish writing, so I don't have the time to put up with her. I stand with my back to her, and slowly try to make my way around her. Please don't let her notice me! Please, please, please, please, please...
"Adam" She says, with a cold voice and an icy glare."Are you trying to avoid me?"
"What?! No..." I lie. "I just... I was looking at this add!" I point to one of the adds on the wall. It better be a serious one. It would be very unconvincing if it wasn't.
"A McDonald's add?*Scoff"* Why would you be looking at that?" She asks.
"Um, you know, food, science, health, and money, and stuff..." I say, my voice trailing away while I walk to the back of the bus. After that, all I could hear was the engine of the bus.
Wow. That was embarrassing. Honestly. I don't want her to think that she's doing better than me! Oh boy! Wow. That was such a fail! Oh well. You live and you learn. I guess.
When we arrive, I'm the last one off the bus. I can't bare to see Samantha. I kind of just proved that she was doing better than me with... Everything. So I'm just going to avoid her.
"Adam!" Shouts Tom.
"Hey!" I say., while walking towards him and Carol.
"Thanks for the party last night!" Says Carol with a grateful voice.
"It was my pleasure." I say, speaking with a formal voice sarcastically.
We laugh.
"I made another painting last night." Says Tom, while showing us an abstract, colourful painting.
"Wow. That's... Breathtaking." I say.
"I know. I made it for Carol. It was my birthday gift to her." He says.
"It makes what I got for him look awful." Says Carol.
"You got me an IPad." Says Tom.
"I know. But your gift was so thoughtful!" Whines Carol.
He just laughs at her. Carol has always been eager to please people.
Carol just elbows him in the stomach.
We laugh.
Wow. I forgot how much I loved my friends!
I may never get them back now.
Too bad.
To be continued...
Unknown Presence. Part 1.
Hello. My name is Michael Wen. Things started out normal in the day. Go to work, get takeout food, then go home. But today was different. There have been numerous reports of an unidentified object flying across the sky and disappearing into thin air. At first I thought it was nothing, but things got more... serious. Maybe I'll just tell you the rest from my perspective. ''Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Be-.'' ''Click!'' ''I hate alarm clocks, sometimes.'' I said to myself. I rubbed my eyes but didn't want to get out of bed. I moaned and tried to get up. sitting on the bed half asleep, I looked out the window. It was still pretty dark outside. I struggled to get up. I walked to the other side of the bed and looked at my digital alarm clock. It was 7:24am. "only... 7:24... am... I think I'll just... go back to... sleep." I said to myself. I laid back down on my bed. ''7:24?!?! I'M LATE FOR WORK!!!" Just so you know, I work at Le Chateau De Bon restaurant. I was really panicking because I'm supposed to be there at 7:05. "Oh, COME on, I'M going to be FIRED!" I yelled at myself. I quickly got dressed, washed my hair, and got my employee outfit. I didn't even have time to eat breakfast. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed the bread. I pulled out two slices but ended up spilling five more onto the floor. '' I'll clean it up later" I said. I took a huge bite of one and ran to the living room. I put on a sweater and some shoes and basically sprinted out the door. In such a panic, I ran out to the car and opened the door. I started it up and went 120 km an hour all the way to work. When I finally arrived there, I saw a lineup of people inside. When I got inside, My boss, Stan, had his arms crossed and was leaning against the wall. "Michael! Get over here and find these gentlemen a seat!" Stan said. I ran to the counter, while my hair a mess. "Sorry for the wait, gentlemen. Can I help you?" The two men stared at me for a few seconds until one said "table for two." I grabbed some menus and said "please follow me to your seat." I walked to an empty table and said "here you are. Please take a seat and our waitress, Debbie will be with you in a couple of minutes." Again they stared and said "thanks." I went back the front but realized half the line was gone and had driven away. I went back and forth instructing people to their table. When I was done, Stan still looked angry. " Michael! Go Into THE kitchen and START taking the orders!" I felt a chill run up my spine and said "yes, sir." As I was heading towards the kitchen, Stan put his hand on my shoulder and said "If anything like this EVER happens again, YOU can kiss THIS job GOODBYE!"
End of part 1...
End of part 1...
Beautiful Stories- Part 4
Today is the day my book hits the stores. Usually when an authors book gets published, they can hardly express how happy they are.
On the inside I feel like I could explode into a million pieces, but on the outside I'm worried. Worried that my mother will find me. Worried that 5 million copies won't be sold. And worried about what will come after this is published.
"Hello? Earth to Tess," says Drey.
I look up and realize that I zoned out for a few minutes.
"Oh, um, sorry. I guess I'm just nervous," I say.
Drey gives me a polite and ensuring smile.
"Any who, I was thinking that when your book hits stores, we should have a book signing somewhere. What do you think?" Drey says.
I think about this, pull my office chair closer to my desk, and respond to her.
"Um, sure. I've never done a book signing before, so I don't see why not."
Drey smiles again and walks towards my door.
"Well, why don't we have on tomorrow? Day after the big reveal. It will be all over the news!" Says Drey.
I look at her with my head tilted a bit to the side.
"And I thought I needed more sleep," I say under my breath.
"No, I'm serious!" She exclaims. "So many people will show up! Why don't I call up that library where I met you? Come on, what do you say?"
"Okay. But if my mother shows up, the whole event is shut down," I say.
"Your wish is my command," she says as she exits the room.
All of the sudden the phone rings.
I walk over to it and pick up the handle.
"Hello?" I say.
No one replies.
"Hello?" I repeat.
Still no reply.
"If this is one of you teenagers trying to pull something, I suggest-"
"Careful, missy," a raspy voice says. "This book is not what it seems. Ever wonder why the idea came so fast? Have you ever wondered where it came from?"
"No. It's just a stupid book. Stop criticizing me," I say.
"It has happened. Your book is based on real life events. Be careful. Think wisely." And with that the phone on the other line died.
I slam down the receiver and go back to my desk.
"I was just a prank call," I say.
I try to convince myself that it was just someone trying to pull something. Like I said, I tried to convince myself.
I have no idea why, but I got bad vibes during that call.
Well, now I can sleep on it.
I drive home and look at my phone. The time is 10:43 pm.
I unlock door, take off my shoes, and head into the washroom.
I drop my bag and jacket at the bathroom door, and go in to take a shower. The hot water helps me calm myself and forget about what happened today.
I get out of the shower and get into my Victoria Secret pyjamas. I hop into bed and lay there until I fall asleep.
Tonight I dream about my book. But instead of taking place in a futuristic world, it takes place present day.
I wake up the next morning to a dark sky and messy hair. I get ready for the day and walk out side. Even though it may be dark, the air is sweet and warm. I get into my car and start driving to work.
This is the reason I love living in the sub-urbs. You get to enjoy nature at its best. Ever since I was little I loved being outdoors.
I continue driving and I'm about 5 minutes outside of the city when I see it. Nine huge, reptilian birds with red glowing eyes circle the city.
"They're too big to be birds," I say to myself.
I continue driving, then slam on the brakes, realizing what I just saw.
Those creatures in the sky are real.
They're from my book.
By: Chloe
Beautiful Stories- Part 3
It's now Wednesday.
I'm currently on the ninth chapter of my book, and it's turning out really well, if I do say so myself. Drey has been checking in on me everyday since our meeting. She's been bringing me lunch, coffee, and sometimes a bagel or a yogurt parfait.
I really like how someone is bring me food and coffee on my own free-will, but it's becoming too much of a routine.
I usually work until 10:00 pm every night, but on Saturday I sat here typing until 3:00 in the morning.
I've tried confronting Drey about this, but she says the harder and the longer I work on this novel, the more it will benefit me and my career.
I'm currently sitting in my desk chair, typing and typing. I sometimes have to stop and stretch out my fingers or use a stress ball. If I don't I usually get to anxious or my fingers get way too cramped up and sore for me to type.
"Tess! Tess, are you in there?" Says Drey.
I sink into my desk chair and say, "Go away,"
"I have great news! Well, some good news and some bad news. Anyway, please let me in," she says.
"Fine." I say.
Drey walks in and sits in one of the leather chairs in front of my desk. I sit up and cross my left leg over my right.
"What's the news?" I say.
"Do you want the good news or bad news?"
"Good I guess..."
"Well," starts Drey, "the producer and director who made Nighttime Fantasies into a movie, Sandra Mitchell and Felix West,"
She stops and takes a deep breath.
"They say that if this book that you're writing gets 5 million copies sold once it hits shelves, then they'll make it into a movie!" Exclaims Drey.
It takes me a moment to process, but then I manage to get out, "A MOVIE?! They'll make my book into a movie?!"
Drey nods her head excitedly and smiles.
"Oh my god. Oh my god," I say.
"But Tess, remember, this is only if you get 5 million sold copies," replies Drey.
I return to my former position of slouching in my chair.
"Well, now that that's out of the way, here's the bad news," says Drey.
"Oh, great," I say while rolling my eyes.
Drey straightens her back.
"Well, you know how you haven't spoken to your mom in what now, 7 years?" She says.
"Yeah. And..." I say.
"She's in London."
I close my eyes for a brief moment then scream, "SHE'S IN LONDON!!?"
"Now, Tess, there's no need to be upset," says Drey.
"No reason to be upset? Do you have any idea what she put me through!" I yell.
"You did write a whole book on it..." Drey says.
I stand up and walk to the front of my office.
"I thought I was free of that drunk headed moron! I moved here to get away from that!" I scream.
"Tess! She has no idea where you are! As far as I know, she doesn't even know you're in London! Calm down!" Yells Drey.
I drop to my knees and cradle my head in my arms.
"What have I gotten myself into?" I say, way calmer than I was a minute ago.
Drey comes to my side and helps me to my feet.
"None of this is your fault," says Drey. "You just need to stay away from your mother and if you do run into her by accident, don't give out any personal information."
I look at her in the eyes.
"Okay. Can I please just be alone now? I need to think about all of this," I say.
Drey answers me with a light nod, then quietly and quickly leaves my office.
I sit back down in my chair and type.
Typing.
Tap, tap, tap. Sounds of continuous clicking.
At least there's something that can keep me from exploding.
By: Chloe
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