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Wednesday, February 29, 2012

My Lucky Day

    Hi my name is Carl; I was the average guy until that lucky day of mine.(flash back)It was February 23, and I was on my way to work when I saw a homeless guy getting peed on buy a dog. I walked up to him and punched him in the face and i ran away with his gold fish crackers. I ran 4 blocks and started to eat the gold fish. On my way to work I realized I was 2 hours early so I wasted them so I, took a picture  with Santa, went to the petting zoo and bought a llama,and then rode it to work.
    When I reached into my goldfish crackers and the worst thing happened, I ran out. I was about to throw it away when i saw the sweepstakes sticker so I ripped it off and put it in my pocket and continued my day.
    When I got home from work I was so tiered I fell asleep on the floor. A hour later I woke up and my head was wet I didn’t know what it was but it was yellow, I think its warm lemonade. There was something brown on the froor, i think it was brownies so, I ate one, they were kinda good, but I started to think it was something else, maybe cake.I got on the computer and signed up for the sweep stakes, I hope I win.
    RING RING, RING RING. Swiftly, I answered the phone. “Hello,” I said. “Hi is your name Carl Carmona Jr,” She said in a old fashioned manner. “Yes.” “You have won the sweep stakes, you are the president for a day.” she said. I was so excited I started to make out with Marvin, the llama. Quickly, I packed up my stuff, including Marvin and got on a train.
    When I arrived in Washington D.C, I rode Marvin all the way to the White House. I walked in and shouted My name is Carl Carmona Jr, the winner of the sweep stakes, everybody looked at me funny and thought I was stupid but I didn’t care. The lady I talked to on the phone walked up to me and said right this way. She said a lot of stuff, but I didn’t listen, I just wanted to look at everything. she walked me into the oval office and introduced me to the president of the United States of America.
    It was my lucky day,Marvin and I were sitting there in the oval office, felling like a hot shot in our suits. I realized I could do anything I wanted to do so I thought of the three things I want to change about America and I wrote them down on paper. They were, everything is free, everybody owned a llama, and it would rain sushi every other day. I gave it to my intern and she tooked at it and started to make the list come true.

    The day was coming to an end, I was sad I didn’t want to go home and work for stupid Guy named Mark, he is sassy and always makes fun of me. I am tired of him When I get back I’m Gonna quit my job. The day was over so I gave my suit back, they said Marvin could keep his. They said they will pay for a train ride home. It was fun being the president for the day. I will always remember this day when I was the President of the United States of America.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

ELA showcase

My three favorite blogs are The Big Move, I Really Hate It, and I Really Hate It Continued. These are my top three because When People read these they can understand the story and whats going on unlike my old stories where you would be confused. When I was writing I was thinking of a fictional character and I made this character with really good description. It was like the character was real in the story I Really Hate It and I Really Hate It Continued. In the story I Really Hate It Continued, it proves I am a thinker because it took my 15 minutes to get the perfect description of a nurse for the story. My old stories like The chapter reviews for the Hunger Games book They were not in order and they didnt make much sense but my new stories flow and dont get people confused when they read it.



Links To Stories:
I Really Hate It Continued (http://16grahak.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-really-hate-it-continued.html)
I Really Hate It (http://16grahak.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-really-hate-it_02.html)
Links to all stories and my blog (http://16grahak.blogspot.com/)

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I Really Hate it Continued

    BANG!  BANG! Some how they figured out our payback plan. bullets hit the car door in multiple places I look around I see one bullet hit my homie in the brain every body races to our “safe house” we get back and everybody is checking out there wounds I finally realize I took 5 bullets, 2 in the leg, 1 in the arm and 1 in my hip and 1 bullet in the chest.
    I finally wake up. But it was 3 days later. my homie Dante was in the hospital. What happened I asked. you fainted so I had to rush you to the hospital they had to rush you into surgery he said. Your lucky because that bullet that hit you in the chest was 1 cm from your heart I'm surprised you didn't die on the way here. The doctor walked in, she ugly she had a huge mole with nasty hairs in it and yellow teeth and wrinkly looked like a 99 year old mans butt. she asked me if i needed anything. I said no. she said there is good news and bad news. I want the bad news first. OK well the bad news is you will need 2 weeks of rehab to learn how to walk again. good news is..... I stopped her I didn't want to hear it because there is no good news when you probably wont be able to run as fast as i used to and when your in a gang(and her breath stank, she got hot breath).
    The next day they did some X-rays to see if any bone damage was done or something like that but they told me i was fine but they want me to stay for another week so they can teach me how to walk again.
    That next day I felt like a little baby, falling when ever 3 steps. I got so frustrated I punched a hole in the wall the size of a Dante’s head and you know Dante he gotta big head. They told me that I would practice tomorrow but now they had to take more X-rays of my hand. At the end of the day I was felling sick to my stomach and Dante brought Jay milk, Queezy, X man, and B rock to see me. I asked if I could talk to Dante alone. They walked out and Dante said What is it and I said  I don’t want. beep beep beep.( from Dante’s point of view) That's all I heard from Boss The doctors rushed in tho the room and They tried to shock him back to life but it was to late he had already flat-lined. I never figured out what he wanted to say.



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Thursday, February 2, 2012

I really hate it

BANG, BANG. I feel the wind from the bullet Two feet from my head. More gun shots go off . I look at my homies, one is lying on the ground with blood gushing from his arm. I wish I could help him but if i do that, i will be dead. I hear the sirenes of the cops so we run away, at least the ones who can. My crew runs for a half a mile before we get to our “safe house”.
    HI my name is Waldo but my “crew” calls me Boss. You are probably wondering why I said “crew” I mean Gang. I’ve been in a gang sense i was nine and Im fifteen now. I use to be a good student but when my dad died and my mom abandoned me some boys asked me if i wanted to be in a gang so i was stupid enough to said yes. That was the worst decision in my life.and know I’m writing about it.
    When we arrived at the “safe house” Loud music was playing. Our other gang members were over drinking and playing poker. They asked me if i wanted a drink but I said no. I just wanted to relax and let my wounds heal.
    The next day i woke up and i heard gun shots, our rival gang came to our safe house and did a drive by. 2 of my homies are dead so i was so mad. I was so mad i couldn’t think straight kept thinking of the good times we had together. That same day i was planning an attack on the rival gang by my self. Everybody thought i was crazy but I didn’t care. It was time to get pay back.
    My plan was to get 15 cars and 50 gang members to do a drive by on there main “safe house”.
the next day we started driving to their “safe house” i  was so nervous I couldn't stop shaking. I.............
   

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

I really hate it.

    BANG, BANG. I feel the wind from the bullet Two feet from my head. More gun shots go off . I look at my homies, one is lying on the ground with blood gushing from his arm. I wish I could help him but if i do that, i will be dead. I hear the sirenes of the cops so we run away, at least the ones who can. My crew runs for a half a mile before we get to our “safe house”.
    HI my name is Waldo but my “crew” calls me Boss. You are probably wondering why I said “crew” I mean Gang. I’ve been in a gang sense i was nine and Im fifteen now. I use to be a good student but when my dad died and my mom abandoned me some boys asked me if i wanted to be in a gang so i was stupid enough to said yes. That was the worst decision in my life.and know I’m writing about it.
    When we arrived at the “safe house” Loud music was playing. Our other gang members were over drinking and playing poker. They asked me if i wanted a drink but I said no. I just wanted to relax and let my wounds heal.
    The next day i woke up and i heard gun shots, our rival gang came to our safe house and did a drive by. 2 of my homies are dead so i was so mad. I was so mad i couldn’t think straight kept thinking of the good times we had together. That same day i was planning an attack on the rival gang by my self. Everybody thought i was crazy but I didn’t care. It was time to get pay back.
    My plan was to get 15 cars and 50 gang members to do a drive by on there main “safe house”.
the next day we started driving to their “safe house” i  was so nervous I couldn't stop shaking. I.............     


                                                                    To Be Continued