Hansel & Gretel

"What are we going to do?" I said to my husband. How will we feed our kids if we don't even have food for ourselves?" There was only one way we could help ourselves. I would have to sacrifice my own kids to be able to live. "I have an idea, early tomorrow morning, we should take them as far away as possible into the woods and away from the house. We could light a fire for them and give them each a piece of bread. then wait until they fall asleep. This is when we sneak back to the house." He then answered, "No! I can't leave my kids all alone in the forest! this is crazy!"

-"Well we have to do something or we're going to die!" I would've thought he agreed with me because he kept quiet. We fell asleep that night, But I kept hearing noises. I heard the door open and close. Maybe I was just being paranoid, so I didn't pay attention to it. The next morning I woke up with a stomach ache, I ignored it. It most be nothing. I woke the kids and we headed for the forest. We walked and walked until I thought it was far enough. Then we started a fire and gave them a piece of bread each. "We'll be back for more wood" I told the kids. The next day, the kids found their way back home. I don't know how that would've happened. But we tried it again. Except this time I locked the door to their room so they wouldn't get out. We took them to the forest again and left them there.

They didn't come back. Finally I have gotten rid of them. The pain in my stomach got stronger. I had to lay down in bed. I could barely get up and I was extremely tired. I had a bad fever, I didn't think it was going to go away. Suddenly there was no light, I couldn't see anymore, and I could move. I was dead.

Zebras and one little monkey

The little monkey felt lonely, the closest animals that he could hang out with were a herd of zebras by the river. He figured that they wouldn't like him since he wasn't one of them. He had some black and white paint and decided to disguise himself as a zebra. He crossed the log over the river and walked up the hill to say hello to the zebras. They noticed he was too small to be a zebra. It suddenly started top rain, the water made the paint melt off the monkey's fur. "You're not one of us!" one of the zebras said. "You're a monkey." Another zebra spoke, "We would have accepted you for who you are, you don't have to disguise yourself."

Be yourself, not someone else.

The Outcasts of Poker flat

If you had to blame someone or something for the outcasts' deaths, who/what would you blame & why?

I would blame Uncle Billy for the deaths of the outcasts'. I don't think they were bad people in the first place. He could have given them a another chance to stay in the town. The drunk, maybe he can't help himself drinking. People are the way they are. They can't always change themselves. If Uncle Billy didn't like them, the least they could have done is help them out. He could have made the prostitutes into better people. They weren't bad people either, but they did curse a lot. All of the outcasts' had some kind of bad habits. Maybe the gambler didn't have to gamble so much, and Uncle Billy might have gotten along with him. Uncle Billy would've made things better for them if he had given them a chance.

Flowers for Algernon

If you were given a choice to have an operation that would make you much smarter, would you do it, especially if you knew the the effects of the surgery would only be temporary? Why or Why not? Use examples from the story.

I wouldn't want the to take the operation. I don't think I would want to be smarter because I won't have it for too long. In my opinion, I say there is no point of it. It's like giving a toddler a toy and then taking it away. Sure, it'll last a little while, but not for too long. Another reason why I wouldn't want to take the operation is because maybe I'll get picked on. Charlie was laughed at, after the operation. People were jealous in a way, because he was smarter than them, so they made fun of him. He thought they were laughing with him, when really, they were laughing at him. It can also be dangerous to have surgeries, something can go wrong. I'll only have a surgery if the process would last forever. But since it doesn't, then I wouldn't take the surgery.

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, Chapters 8-the end

Usually you would think families support each other. Be there for each other when they are needed. But in this story, the message about family was different. When Benjamin was born, Roger took a while to accept that his son was an old man. When Roger first saw his son, he couldn't believe it. "Am I mad?" thundered Mr. Button, his terror resolving into rage. "Is this some ghastly hospital joke?" Of course anyone would've been shocked to see an old man that turned out to be your kid. Roger went out to buy Benjamin some clothes, and when he came back, Benjamin wasn't too happy with the clothes he bought him. "They look sort of funny to me," he complained, "I don't want to be made a monkey of--" "You've made a monkey of me!" retorted Mr. Button fiercely. "Never you mind how funny you look. Put them on--or I'll--or I'll spank you." I'd say that what Roger said was a bit mean. This also shows that he was having hard time accepting who he was. The message that it's sending is that not every family is perfect. Not all members in a family accept who they really are. They all have their own personal issues.

Normally, when a baby is born, he/she is born young. But in this case, Benjamin was born old. Mainly, age had to do with Roger not accepting Benjamin. A lot of people say younger is better. For example, A lot of celebrities get plastic surgeries because they want to look younger. They think that younger is better. They would probably get hired at jobs if they look younger. "What are you going to call me, dad?" Benjamin said. Mr. Button grunted. "I don't know," he answered harshly. "I think we'll call you Methuselah." Methuselah is the oldest person in the bible. This also shows that he doesn't accept him because of his age. The message is that maybe, people would like you better if you were younger. They would probably hang out with you more often, than old people.


A lot of people think that you have beauty when you're younger than when you're older. Apparently, beauty has to do with age most of the time. When Benjamin got married, A lot of people were asking themselves why Hildegarde had married an old man. But as the years passed, Benjamin got younger, and people were surprised that she was old and he was young. "Good Lord!" he said aloud. The process was continuing. There was no doubt of it--he looked now like a man of thirty." He was out dancing with good-looking girls, while his wife was a bit annoyed and jealous. "He was there, dancing with the prettiest of the young married women, chatting with the most popular of the debutantes, and finding their company charming, while his wife, a dowager of evil omen, sat among the chaperons, now in haughty disapproval, and now following him with solemn, puzzled, and reproachful eyes." I think that the woman were attracted to him since he was young.

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, Chapters 3-7

After reading Chapters 3-7, predict three problems you think Benjamin will encounter & give your solutions for each.

I think that maybe he decides to leave his wife since he's not that attracted to her anymore. He looks for someone younger to marry, maybe as young as he is. But maybe something happens to his son, Roscoe, he gets really sicks and goes into a coma. Benjamin decides to go back with his old wife to support her. He wants to be with his son, and hopes he get better.

I think that maybe he will try out for a job. He gets the job but as he gets younger, he starts loosing his knowledge, and eventually he gets fired. He isn't so smart anymore, and he is too young to work. But luckily, his father decides to help him out. He starts giving him some allowance. Benjamin is bummed because he lost his job, so Roger tries to make him feel better, he supports him.

Maybe Benjamin's parents die. He is left alone and doesn't know where to go. But he still has someone, his wife. His wife also eventually dies and he stays with his son. He decides no to remarry again because he thinks Roscoe won't take it too well. He has a few years to see his son grow up, eventually he dies as he gets younger.

The Curious case of Benjamin Button, Chapter 2

Roger is so overly concerned with how Benjamin looks & is worried about what people are going to say. What should he do?

I think that Roger shouldn't care what other people say. He should be glad that he at least has a son. He didn't expect an old man, but he should eventually get over it and deal with it. He should try to make his son happy, it's all that matters when you have already created someone. This old man is now a part of Roger no matter what, even if he denies it. If other people won't accept him, then he will just have to deal with that too, defend him maybe, and not care about what other people say.

The Curious case of Benjamin Button, Chapter 1

What would you have done if you were Roger Button in Chapter 1?

In this case, if I were Roger Button, I would've understood this old man that turned out to be my kid. Though, it would have been extremely weird, I would still keep him. I don't think I would ever think of selling the kid or abandoning him. In my opinion, we should accept our kids the way they are, and not try to change them. No matter how hard it is for you to accept who they are, always accept your kids. I would have taken him home and taken care of him just like a parent should take care of his kids. I wouldn't take him to school since he already knew how to talk. I still wouldn't know what to say to people if they asked me who was the old man. I guess I would just give them the truth and not care if they judged him in a bad way.

Are they real?

When one dies, where does he go?
Does he leave his body and turn into something else?
Or does he decide to stay in that body trapped forever.
Most spirits decide to leave their body,
But yet they don’t know where to go.
Lost, angry, afraid, and misguided.
Within years, they might even grow violent,
It drives them crazy how alone they really are.
When a human encounters one of these beings,
They seem to be afraid,
But afraid, is actually what the spirit is feeling.
No one really understands them,
I guess I don’t either.
They’re usually born by violent deaths.
Or revenge on the people that hurt them.
“Unfinished business”
They can’t let go of their loved ones.
How do you think angry spirits are born?

A picture is worth a thousand words

I woke up one morning, and like the usual, I had to bring the cattle some water. I wasn't hungry that morning so I decided to skip breakfast. My dad called, "Hey, Jane! Did you bring the-, "I'm going dad", I interrupted him. It was one of those days where I wasn't in the mood of doing anything. With sleepy eyes, I walked towards the well with 2 buckets, one on each hand. I filled up one bucket, then the other one, and walked back to the cattle, then left the buckets of water near them. It was extremely sunny and hot, I thought it was weird because we're in fall, and it's usually cold. I decided to take a break, I sat down below a tree, and behind me were some bushes.

Behind the bushes I heard a weird scoff coming from behind the bushes. I turned around an unexpectedly saw a horse laying down. He was hurt, his legs were all swollen and bleeding. It looked like someone had beaten him up, and he had escaped because he still had a piece of rope around his neck. I tried to remove the piece of rope still on his neck, but he tried to bite me. His actions told me he was scared. He started to growl at me.

I tried to be gentle as gentle as possible and he finally let me take the rope off his neck. I could tell that he knew I wasn't going to hurt him because he got closer to me. He looked at me with his sad eyes. My guess was that no one wanted him since he was all beat up. I decided to keep him, I named him Roscoe. I always remembered to feed him after I was done feeding the cattle. My dad let me keep him but he never let Roscoe by the house. I kept him tied up to a tree every time we had dinner.

One day, Grandma Rose asked me to go to the store and buy some bread. So i untied Roscoe and before I climbed on him, dad called and said, "Be careful". When I got to the store, it looked like it was being robbed. "Why would someone be robbing a small store? It's not like there would be a large amount of money" I thought. There were two guys pointing their guns at the clerk. The clerk gave them all the cash he had. I tried to hide, but Roscoe accidentally stepped on a puddle of mud which made noise. The two men saw us, they pointed their guns at me, I didn't run because if i tried, they would probably shoot me.

They demanded I give them my horse. They tried to take Roscoe away from me but he stood up on his back legs and kicked them, he knocked them out. I checked in the thieves' pockets and took the little amount of money they had stolen and gave it back to the clerk. "Thank you so much! you have a great horse there." the clerk said. "Oh, It's nothing. Anyway, I'd like to buy some bread please." I said. "You can have it for free. This is my way or repaying you miss." "Thank you." I said. I rode Roscoe back home. When I got home, everyone was in the living room, and I'm guessing they were waiting for the bread because their plates were there untouched. My brother, Owen asked, "What took you so long? I'm hungry!" "We're all waiting for you" my sister Lizzie said. "Something happened, but uh, not important" I said, Then I smiled.

Dad said, "Roscoe must be hungry, Why don't ya feed him Jane?" I forgot to tied Roscoe to the tree. When I was about to walk out the door, he was there. Dad decided to let him hang around by the house. So I sat back down and finished my food. Then I started feeding Roscoe pieces of bread. My youngest brother, Jimmy started arguing with Owen because he ate too fast and he didn't have any manners. But it was okay, I was used to them arguing all the time.

Pet Peeves

1. Hot days.

2. Liars.

3. When I get headaches.

4. When people read/whisper to themselves.

5. When my dog gets horny.

6. When I loose things.

7. When friends try to sing along to a song, and they don't know the lyrics to it.

8. Long math tests.

9. People who take my things without asking for permission.

10. Guys who call girls "babygirl."

11. People who are loud when talking one the phone.

12. When people call me a kid, or related names to a child.

13. Waking up early in the morning.

14. When you expect someone to know something, but they say, "I don't know."

15. When someone is being bullied.

16. When my Internet doesn't work.

17. While having a conversation, people who use the term, "like", too many times.

18. When people copy your clothes, shoes, etc.

19. When people pull my hair.

20. People who scream when watching a horror movie.

21. When I make careless mistakes.

22. When people yell at me.

23. When my sister gets drunk.

24. I hate waiting for people.

25. When parents make me go somewhere I don't want to go.

The Secret

It was my best friend's deepest, darkest secret and it would be a hard one to keep. Janie and I have been best friends since we were in preschool. We were in the same class until 8th grade. She called me one time, and said that she had something to tell me. But she said she had to tell me in person. I went over to her house, walked in her room, and there she was sitting on the side of her bed. She looked at me and tried to give me a smile. "Hey Pate", She said to me. I have something important to tell you. I knew that look she gave me. Every time she gave me that look, I knew something was definitely wrong. She said, "I have a Brain Tumor. I kept getting a lot of headaches, and my mom took me to the doctor, that's when we found out. I'm going to die Pate. The doctor said I only have 3 months." I didn't know what to say to Janie, everything just froze and I didn't know what to say. I was scared, but I knew that Janie was terrified. She started to cry, and I gave her hug to try to make her feel better. But that only made it worse, she started crying even more. I knew a hug wouldn't make her feel better, nothing will, not in this situation. "You were the first one I told, and I need you to promise me that you won't tell anyone else" Janie said. "I promise" I said. The next day at school, Janie was getting picked on by some bullies. It wasn't the first time she ever got picked on. I used to see kids bullying her almost everyday in school. Of course, I defended her, but she hated when someone helped her out. She wanted to do things on her own. Maybe if I told kids at school her situation, they would go easy on her. She always had problems in her life, and maybe they wouldn't pick on her if they knew what was happening to her. But i couldn't tell anyone, I promised. A few days later, Janie was being bullied once again. Some kid pushed her to the ground, "Give me your lunch money!" He said. I helped her up and angrily I said, "What is wrong with you!, Janie is dying and you treat her like this?!?" That was an accident, I really didn't mean to say that, it just slipped out. "Why would you say that! I told you not to tell anyone!" Janie said. "I'm sorry, Janie. But I can't let them treat you like this!" She walked away from me at a fast pace. The rest of her days, everyone was nice to her. She was very mad at me, I thought she would never forgive me. Until one day I visited her at the hospital, I was told that she had only a few hours left. Before she was gone, she said she forgived me.

Her Mysterious Death

Her death was due to mysterious circumstances and I was assigned to the case. Her name was Megan R. Peterson, and she was my friend. I've known her since we were in high school. She was like a sister to me, and that's what i considered her, "Family doesn't end with blood". She was killed, and it was up to me to solve the mystery. She had a great life, a loving husband, 2 kids, why would anyone want to kill her? There was a funeral held for her, everyone she knew was there, dressed in black. As I looked down at her, I promised I would catch her killer. After the funeral, I stopped by the crime scene for any clues.
"Madison!", Jessie called out as he was walking towards me. Jessie was my partner. I only knew him for about 4 years now. We were good friends. "I think I found something that belonged to your friend Megan", He said. "It looks like a piece of the dress she was wearing that night she was murdered." I said.
Before Megan was killed, we were all having dinner at Jessie's house, Jessie's wife had invited us over. Megan, Her husband Josh, Jessie, Jessie's wife, Pamela, Thomas, another detective, and his partner Alex. I didn't know Thomas and Alex very well, though I saw them everyday at work. After we finished eating, we decided to call it a day. Josh and Megan went home, so did Alex and Thomas. I went home later on after helping Pamela with the dishes. Why was Megan found in an old house? What was she doing there in the first place? I looked around for more clues in the house.
Madison: The house is a mess, everything knocked over. It looks like there was a fight in here.
Jessie: You think Megan fought her attacker for a while?
Madison: It's possible. How did you say the body was found?
Jessie: She was laying on the floor face down, like someone had put her there after she was killed. It could have been possible that she was strangled with a rope. She had red marks around her neck. the rope was found in the garbage can. We checked for any finger prints on the rope but it looks like our attacker was wearing gloves.
Madison: Smart.
Jessie and I went over to Josh's house to talk to him.
Jessie: Josh is it okay if we look around?
Josh: Yeah sure, go ahead.
Jessie and I look in all the rooms of the house. We check the basement too. We find gloves in one of the boxes.
Madison: Hey Josh, can we see your hands?

Jessie and I both look at his hands.

Madison: Why are your hands all bruised and cut up?
Josh: I'm a construction worker, I had an accident today at work.
Jessie: Thank you for your time.
My partner and I went back to our office.
Jessie: He's a construction worker, you know that. Why did you have to ask about his hands?
Madison: There was also a knife found in the crime scene. It could have been possible that Megan had used the knife to defend herself.
Jessie: Where would she have gotten the knife from? Didn't know she was an undercover Ninja.
Madison: Undercover Ninja? What does that mean? Megan was always over protective. Guess she just wanted to be safe.
We looked for any fingerprints, on the rope or the knife. But there were none.
I went back to the old abandoned house while Jessie stayed back at the office looking over some papers.
I saw Josh there, looking around the house.
Madison: What are you doing here?
Josh: *sadly* I just wanted to see where my wife was murdered. Why are you here?

Madison: I forgot some of the evidence here.

I take the knife that i found earlier and put in it a plastic bag.

Madison: Before Megan died, did you ever work things out with her?

Megan would tell stories that she and Josh would fight often about money issues.

Josh: Yes, I did, why are you asking me this? Do you think i had something to do with her death?

Madison: I'm just trying to figure out who did this.

Josh: Me too. I would never harm Megan.

The next day at the office, Jessie didn't come to work. I noticed black gloves on Alex's desk. As I approached him, He put them in his desk. He had a very disappointed face.

Madison: Whats wrong?

Alex: Didn't you hear? Pamela's dead.

Madison: Jesse's wife? What happened??

Alex: She was found in the same house where Megan was killed.

I rushed to the old house. They had already taken Pamela in a body bag. But Jessie was there, sitting on the steps of the house with his head down. I told him how sorry I was.

Madison: How could this happen? Why were both of them killed in this house?

Jessie: I don't know, but I want to catch this killer by tonight.

We went to talk to Alex.
Madison: So who found the body?
Alex: I did. I'd say she was murdered at night. The body was fresh when i found her.
Jessie: Where were you before you found her?
Alex: I was still here, in my office, working.

Alex left work that night, I told Jessie that he was a bit suspicious. I broke into Alex's office, and checked in his desk.

Madison: We might have more than one suspect.

I opened the lower desk and found some gloves, a knife and a rope.

Madison: I had the knife and rope locked up. I don't know where he got the gloves from.
Jessie: I don't believe it. You think it's him?
Madison: I don't know. Maybe. Hey where is Thomas?
Jessie: He left after Alex did.
Madison: Alex's car is still here. Where would he go?
Jessie: The old house a few blocks away, You think he could've gone there?
Madison: You better go check if Thomas is at his house, I'll go to the abandoned house.

I walked in the house and there was Alex. Meanwhile, Jessie arrived at Thomas' house.

Jessie: Did you get a chance to see where Alex went?
Thomas: I saw him walking towards that old abandoned house.

Alex turned to me.

Alex: I knew you'd find me. You and Jessie have been on my nerves for too long.
Madison: Why would you kill Megan and Pamela?
Alex: I knew that after our little affair, they would leave, i couldn't let them leave, well....at least not alive. Didn't believe they had the guts to cheat on their own husbands.
Madison: So this is what you did huh? Take them here and kill them?
Alex: *chuckles softly* Now that you know, I can't let you leave either.

I pull out my gun and before I can aim at him, he knocks it off my hands. He takes out a knife and swings at me but I move out of the way. I punch him in the face once, then try to hit him again but he blocks it. He then tackles me to the floor. He's about to stab me when Jessie rushes in and pull him off me. I am still on the floor trying to get up while the men are fighting each other. Alex punches Jessie and pushes him to the floor, then turns to me. When I'm finally on my feet, He takes Jessie's gun, I run to my gun, but when i grab it he shoots me once in the stomach. I fall down, while I'm on the floor, i shoot him, then he shoots me. I got him in the heart but he got me in the stomach twice. He falls down, I see Jessie run towards me. I feel this red hot pain in my stomach, and then I black out, Everything goes black. Now, even though that I'm dead, I'm glad i found Megan's killer.

How to Make Logandale Better

There are a few things that can make Logandale a better school. My first idea is to have more ideas in school to make learning fun. I think we should get bigger lockers and/or rebuild the school to make it bigger. Teachers should give at least fifteen minutes of homework, and it should be easy work. Wouldn’t you want your school to be simple?

We should make this school fun. Have after school activities related with sports and games. Teachers should come up with a game while teaching the kids. We should be let out for recess if we behaved well in class. Paying games while learning would attract more kids to our school. The population in our school would be a better one.

The kids also need more space when they go to their lockers. There should be a full locker per person, not a half locker for each student. Kids might mix their books with others. They might accidentally take someone else’s books. I don’t think kids would want to loose their belongings.

Another idea is that maybe the school would attract more kids if they were given easy homework. They should get warm-ups, work they already know how to do. Easy work will help them get ready for the next day of school. They would learn in class because they would be given a little bit of a challenge in class work. Teachers should give a little bit of homework, but yet enough. They shouldn’t get too much work to do.

In Conclusion, these examples will help make this school better. The school will get more kids. Kids won’t transfer to other school. If we’re lucky enough, we might get more teachers too. Logandale’s population would basically increase.

Maribel's Life Story

I was really happy and excited when i found out my mom was pregnant with my sister. I wanted to see her right when she came out of my mother's womb, But i wasn't allowed to see her yet. She was born July 18, 1995 at 10p.m. on a Friday. I finally saw my little sister Maribel. She would usually always get more attention than me. But i get that she needed more attention because she was a baby. She would always start crying when she lost something. My dad named her Maribel, But if my mom had a chance to name her, she said she would've named her Caroline. As she got older we would usually fight a lot. We would basically pick fights for no reason. Mom was always on her side, she would always defend her, which would always make me mad. I'm eight years older than her and always will be.

Right now she's thirteen years old. She's pretty cool, she covers for me so i won't get in trouble with mom and dad. One time I came home pretty wasted, I was downstairs, I didn't go upstairs because my mom would've seen me. I wouldn't want her to see me like this. She came home from school, and before she went upstairs, I told her not to say anything to mom, and she didn't. I finally decided to go upstairs, I tried to keep a straight face so mom wouldn't notice anything wrong with me. Dad came home from work, and mostly everybody was in the kitchen eating. I was called to the kitchen because my food was ready. I didn't want to go to the kitchen because my parents were there. I especially didn't want my dad to see me. My sister asked, "You want me to bring your food?" I said, "Uhm, yeah sure." Maribel brought my food and i said thank you.

She has covered for me a few times now, and I thank her for that. Sometimes I invite her to go to the Theater with my friends and I. I usually only take her to the Theater when she really wants to see a specific movie. I mostly spend time with my friends, but i also cherish the time I have with my sister.

What do i wish from Barack Obama: Improve gun control and eliminate crime

I think that there is a problem guns, there have been to many crimes. It depends on who’s hands touch the gun. There are some people who use guns to help others, and others use the weapon to kill their own specie. The people who are trying to make this world worse, should not be given a weapon. But the problem is that we don’t know who these people are.

My plan is that they should take guns away from all the people who have weapons. Then check if they have committed any crimes and if they have a license to own a weapon. If they have a gun, but have no license for it, then they get arrested. But not for too long, less than a week. If they have a gun, and find out they have committed crimes, then they should be in jail for a longer period of time.

We should be aware of who has a gun in hands. The best thing for everyone is to have license to own a weapon. It’s better to not take any risks, and for everyone to have permission to own a gun. Currently, in My neighborhood (Chicago, Illinois) their have been deaths of young kids because of gangs. We have issues with people handling weapons.

An Event that changed my life

An event that changed my life was when my sister's dog died. He was in the family for years, before i was born. We always kept him outside in the backyard. Everytime I fought with my parents or felt leftout, I would always go outside and sit with the dog. He was always lonely, I could tell everytime he looked at me. He had sad, lonely eyes, but yet he looked happy too, because he wagged his tail everytime he saw someone.

He practically lived in the backyard, we never really let him in. My dad didn't want him inside. That dog didn't really live a good life, he would've lived longer if we would've taken care of him. My dad would always joke around and say the dog died. I didn't think it was funny. One day, October 31, 2005 i came home from school, and again, my dad said that the dog had died. I didn't believe him at first until i saw him myself. I ran downstairs and to the backyard. I saw him inside the garage, just lying there. His eyes were open but there was no movement. I touched him, and he was as cold as ice.

I couldn't believe that he was dead. My eyes started to get watery, until i finally started sobbing. Dad went to upstairs to my sister to tell her that her dog was dead. She went downstairs and stayed with him for at least an hour. I left, i couldn't see him like that. My sister kept his collar and i kept his leash. I regret my dad ever getting that dog in the first place. I don't know how to take care of animals, and yet, i still don't.

Parents are the best teachers

Parents are the best teaches kids could ever have. They teach you how to walk, talk, etc. They can teach you all about responsibility. They teach you how to be a good listener, and not always think about yourself. Parents teach you the basic skills you need to know.

Parents will be able to teach us to walk and talk in a proper way. They'll teach us good manners when we speak. For example, not to talk over people, or wait until they're done talking. When we're toddlers, our parents teach us how to clothe ourselves instead of them doing it for us. Wouldn't you want your kids to be able to do things by themselves?

They will also be able to teach us about responsibility. They could also teach us how to look after our siblings. They can also tell us how to cook for ourselves when they're not home. They'll show us how to do our chores instead of them doing it for us. Would you want your kid to be irresponsible?

Parents can teach you not to be a selfish person. How to be a good listener and listen to other people's problems. Think about others before yourself, and help those who need help. This would help the kid's personality. They wouldn't be selfish if their parents would teach them about sacrifices.

Parents are the best teachers towards their kids. Kids will know how to walk and the proper way to speak. They can be taught about responsibility. Parents can teach their kids to be good people in the future.

A Skill Everyone Needs

A skill everyone needs is knowing how to use the computer. We need this skill for a few reasons. One of them is that it helps with getting a job. Second, It helps people with communication. Third, It can also be a way to pass the time and entertain yourself.

You need to know how to use the computer. It's important to know how to use the computer because you might need that skill on a job. When you're looking for a job, sometimes they might need you to do some work on the computer. Especially if you want to look for a job that relates to technology. For example, if you're getting interviewed for a job, they might ask you about computer skills or anything related to technology.

Another reason why it's important to use a computer is that you might need it for communication. For example if you or one of your relatives live in a third world country or just in another state, you can communicate with them using the computer. There are chats where you could go to, or use a webcam. If you don't have a phone and you have a computer, then use the computer to talk to your friends or family.

You can also use the computer for entertainment. If you want some time to waste, you can play games on the computer. For example, If you don't own any board games or any Playstation, Xbox, etc. The computer could also be a good use for entertainment because it might help boredom.

In Conclusion, knowing how to use the computer is a skill everyone needs to know. Being able to know how to use a computer helps you in the future. It can help you be successful in life.

The Best Day Ever

I've been wanting to see this movie ever since i heard that one of my favorite celebrities cast in there. One night at about 9pm. My sister's friend Jorge, drove My sister Jessica and I to the theater. There we met with another friend (Tim). We waited in line until it was our turn to buy tickets. The problem was that the movie we wanted to see was sold out. I know they wanted to see it too, but i was probably even more disappointed. As disappointed as getting an F on a test for the first time. We decided we would go the next day to watch it, and hopefully it wouldn't be sold out. That night instead, we went to Ihop and ate some breakfast even though it was about 11:30pm. Then, we dropped off Tim at his house. Jorge was driving around while we were deciding what movie to rent. We went to Blockbuster and rented a movie, Jessica also bought a few movies there too. We went to Jorge's house and played guitar hero for a little while

"Movie time", Jorge said. We all started watching the movie but then Jorge fell asleep. Jessica and i were still watching it, but she was also texting. After the movie had ended, and Jorge was still asleep, i started playing guitar hero again. Jessica would watch every so often when she was texting. By then, it was about 5:30am. Jessica woke up Jorge and I stopped playing guitar hero, for some reason we started talking about ghosts. Apparently Jorge's house was haunted by a ghost. We kept telling ghost stories. Jorge finally took us home that morning. That night and morning I guess, covered for the disappointment that i felt because the movie was sold out. I called that, the best day ever.

Nature Haiku

These are some green trees.

The green goes with the dirt road.

Green stands for nature.

"Her Smile"

When i looked at her smile, i knew she was up to something. She always smiled her smile in a suspicious way. As she headed out of the room i ran up to her to ask her what she was up to. All she did was smile at me and say "You'll see". The next day at school, she cheated on the math test. When the teacher wasn't looking, she sneaked to the desk and copied the answers from his answer sheet to her hand. Then she ran back to her desk and copied the answers into her paper. She always smiled, a little too much. It seemed like something was wrong with her. I guess she was always happy. She was a bad student and always found herself in trouble. I knew that every time she smiled, she'd have a plan. Her name was Caroline. I usually hanged out with her, but she was always a mystery. She never really talked much about herself. Nessa and i were sitting together in the lunch room eating, while Caroline was still up getting her lunch. Nessa was a girly girl who was very emotional. She rarely knew how to defend herself, i always had her back. Every time she'd get picked on, she always ignored it. I was the one who would always help her out. Even when she always crushed on other guys, and she was too shy to tell them, i would tell them she liked them. Then, they would both end up going on a date. I have to admit that i was a bit annoyed that i always had to do everything for her. When Caroline sat down with us, Nessa started talking about ducky love poems for some reason. She bored us at times when she talked about how love is a beautiful thing, Then she went on and on until I changed the subject. "Did you guys see the new kid?" i said. "Hey, he's kind of cute" Nessa said. Caroline replied, "He's okay". But i could tell Caroline thought he was good looking by the way she was looking at him. Every time she looked at him, and noticed we saw her looking at him, she would look away from him. I would say she didn't want us to know that she actually liked him. I met him at social studies class, his name was Travis. Tall, dark brown hair, and green eyes. We were invited over Caroline's house the next day. Her room was spotless, it was so clean that we thought she was hiding something. Nessa convinced her to open up to us. No wonder she wouldn't talk to us about herself. She had problems with her parents and in school, we were just too blind to see it. Then she told us that she did like Travis. But of course i already knew that. The next day Caroline was asked out on a date by Travis. She said no. She didn't want people to know that they could have had a chance to date. I was surprised by what Nessa did that same day. She really liked Travis too, and that day she had the guts ask him out. How could she do that to Caroline? I talked to Caroline, and told her about what had happened. She bust out in tears, I've never seen her cry to her. I wasn't sure what to do to make her feel better. The next day, Caroline completely changed. She went over to Travis and asked him if he still liked her. He said he did, and somehow they ended up dating. I didn't know what happened to Nessa. But it was like she and Caroline had switched places. Caroline's mom let me in her house. I went up to Caroline's room and saw her sitting on the floor with a picture of Nessa on her hand. There were candles all around her. Caroline looked at me. That smile again, the same smiled she always has when she has a plan. It was witch craft, that she had done to Nessa. I couldn't believe it. I left Caroline's house and went over to Nessa's house. Nessa was gone, her parents weren't there either. There was no trace left from them. I never saw Nessa again. I never said anything to anyone, i was too afraid of Caroline now. She changed everything else but her smile. That evil smile of hers.

25 things I Want to do in my Lifetime

1. I want to go to Italy

2. I want to graduate from 8th grade.

3. I want a Brother.

4. I want my sister to have a career.

5. I want to go to Lawrence, Kansas.

6. I want to be a guitarist.

7. I want to be a movie actress.

8. I want to be a movie writer.

9. I want to buy a laptop.

10. I want to buy my sister a new desktop computer.

11. I want to be wealthy.

12. I want to stay at Dallas, Texas for a few weeks, even though it's hot.

(which i don't like)

13. I want to go to Las Vegas and gamble. =D =P

14. I want to visit San Antonio, Texas.

15. I want to have a regular job and get paid already. =D

16. I want to go on a road trip.

17. I want to watch a movie in the IMAX theater.

18. I want to go to Hollywood.

19. I want to go to the Grand Canyon.

20. I want to get a tattoo.

21. I want to be an artist. (to draw)

22. I want to meet my favorite celebrities.

23. I want to own a 67 chevy impala.

24. I want to ride a horse.

25. I want to go hunting.