Entries "My entries":
My entries
Thursday, May 12, 2005
There have been stories of a certain jungle. That jungle is located in Africa and there is nothing wrong with that but what is wrong is that whenever something enters the jungle it doesn’t come out. My job is to figure out why, because my name is detective J. Lexington. I’ve been investigating this story for two months now and the reason why I’m doing this is because the president of Africa seemed to have stumbled into the jungle and has never been seen since. There is still hope that he is still alive but it is a slim chance that he is. If the president is found in the next 75 days he will still be president but if he isn’t found the vice president Carl Morris will take his place. People say he is a dictator and that is why I only have 15 days to find the African president or Africa will fall under the rule of Carl. Then that would be a disaster for the whole world. Which takes us back to Africa’s missing president. Me and my team of Africans are willing to go into the jungle and find the president. We have everything to make our journey water, food, weapons, and bug spray. The only thing we don’t have is information about the jungle or what is in it but aside from that we have everything except time. 14 days until Africa has a new president. We are beginning our journey into the jungle and so far there is no sign of animal life but a lot of bug life. When the bugs left we started to worry because not many things can scare off bugs. Then we started to hear noises were that of what we had never heard of before. The sun started to go down so we set up camp. We weren’t worried before but after hearing the noises we started to take turns standing watch. Day 13 and still no sign of the president. We continued our journey into the jungle into the jungle. Then we came to a stop at a magnificent site. There right before us was a huge temple. We went into the temple. We thought that if the president was alive he would hide in the temple. We went into the temple and not before long we fell into a trapdoor. Nobody was hurt but three of our men went missing. We thought they were okay until we found their bodies in a pile. After that we knew something was out there. The rest of us stayed together until we fell into another trapdoor once more. We found the president down their chained to a wall and he looked awful. We got him down and as soon as his foot touched the floor we heard a growl.
»8:17 PM
»Write comment
Posted by:
JerryR
Tuesday, May 3, 2005
My name is classified and my life is really different than yours. My story begins on a March afternoon. I was a regular kid back the. It was all perfect until I drove my bike down to the grocery store and saw a man wearing a navy blue suit
running away from the store. I ran straight into the store to see what went down.
The manager of the store was lying on the floor. I checked to see if he had a pulse but it was too late. I called the police and they arrived to pick up the dead body. The police took me to the police station for questioning. They told me to tell them who the killer was. There were three men standing in a line facing me. I told him it was the man wearing the blue suit. The police officer told me not to worry because this is a two way mirror that is five inches thick and that I would be put in the witness protection program. I thought it would be cool to be in a program but I was wrong. I was given a new name and identity. They moved me to a different state and I was in all of this because I witnessed a murder. I was in this program for about a year before they caught the suspect. I was able to go back to my average perfect life.
»8:19 PM
»1 comments
Posted by:
JerryR
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
This story is about a boy and his father and how they try to kill a monster but they get locked in a tower, they are prisoners. They collect seagull feathers and fly out of the tower and on to freedom. While they were flying the boy flew to high and the bee wax that held the boys feathers together melted the boy fell into the ocean and drowned. The dad flew on to freedom with the memory of his son dieing.
This story is about a boy and his father and how they try to kill a monster but they get locked in a tower, they are prisoners. They collect seagull feathers and fly out of the tower and on to freedom. While they were flying the boy flew to high and the bee wax that held the boys feathers together melted the boy fell into the ocean and drowned. The dad flew on to freedom with the memory of his son dieing.
I think this was a magnificent story. I didn’t want the son to die though.
»8:11 PM
»1 comments
Posted by:
JerryR
Modified on April 26, 2005 at 8:12 PM
For all categories