Holloween

  Zach did a really good god with his scary story. he gave you a background paragraph that really helped out the rest of the story. The ideas that he had in this story were very  creative I liked it.
  Courtney's was very good at being descriptive with her work. She gave you a wide variety of words that gave you sense of what was going on. She did a great job!!!!
  My plans for today are to go to the movies with my girlfriend. I am going to surprise her by taking her to this scary place she has always wanted to go.

My scary storie

The night couldn’t have gone any worse if the devil had planned it with all his power. I had waked up the day before Halloween to feel sick as hell. This is my favorite time of the year, so to be sick was a bummer. I still had to put up all my decorations, go buy candy, and get a costume. But when I tried to get out of bed I fell to the floor head throbbing at a ridiculous pace. I didn’t know what to do luckily my phone was within reach for me to call my mom. I told her to come over as soon as she can because I was feeling terrible. She was walking in the door about ten minutes later, when she saw me on the floor she ran to me. Grabbing me by the face she looked in my eyes and her face had turned as pale as a fresh cup of milk. I questioned her for the longest time to find out why she was acting as if she was scared or knew what was going on. Then I finally went out of my comfort zone and screamed and demanded that she tell me what was going on. I stepped up out of the kitchen chair that I had to climb to that took all of my energy. Then she patted the seat besides her signaling for me to come sit by her. I walked over to the seat and then I could see that I was about to get bad news. “Do you remember how I told you that when you were a youngster you had a really bad case of cancer?” I replied with a confused face and a nice calm yes. “Well you died at home one night and I didn’t know what to do,” she sobbed “I knew that the doctor couldn’t do anything so I sold your soul to Satan.” I looked at her like what the hell is my mom talking about. “I made the deal that if you can make it until eighteen then your soul was his,” then tears started to drop “That’s why you love your birthday.” This made so much sense my birthday was on Halloween, I always would get really evil dreams around  this time, and I was eighteen tomorrow. I had no clue on what to do I wanted to tell my mom that I was pissed about the whole thing. But on the other hand I knew that I wouldn’t have been alive. So now I know that I was probably going to become a demon for my birthday. And this really scared me to the point where I thought about shooting myself in the head. I did the only thing that I could and waited around until it was exactly twelve a.m.  And then I waited for a change, but nothing happened so I thought that maybe Satan changed his mind on taking away my life. But then I heard my name being whispered by someone when I knew that I was home alone. So I said aloud “If you want anything you are going to have to try hard because I am not giving in to your games.” The voice said “You have been my servant since you were three,” then laughter “I own you now come to me so that I can finalize it.” I looked up to see a tall dark shadow looking down upon me. I was so scared but I wasn’t going to give in to this easily even though I didn’t know what all I could do. It approached me slowly just for me to go under the covers and say my last words during my normal life. Then all of a sudden I wasn’t even in my own bed anymore I was in an empty black room. In the course of a few seconds the room was filled with many colors and what seemed to be people flying around making odd noises. I didn’t know what to do until I realized that this was enjoyable and I liked the show. I told myself that it was a trap but I couldn’t resist the temptation. I tried to run but I couldn’t even move, even tried to move my eyes away from the sight but nothing was in my control. I knew that this was the end of me so I thought about giving in. But I knew that I might be able to fight the problem if I tried hard enough. But in all reality I knew that if he really wanted me he would have already taken me away with ease. “You have a strong heart son I will give you the choice to get away from all the pain of the earth to stay here, or you can go back with your mom.” I choose to stay after I thought about all the harm that I would cause if I went back. I knew his scam that’s why I could see that people in the room choose to stay and that made them free and happy. So now I float around in my own little realm and this is where I will be for the rest of eternity.

On Halloween night

On Halloween night, while trick-or-treating we passed the cemetery. Suddenly we all felt a cold and spooky wind blow past the holes in my costume. I felt as if I was being watched by the spirits of the dead. I and my friends stopped to take a look at the old abandoned cemetery hoping to see a ghost. We all stared and spread rumors we heard about the spooky place. The Tom got the idea to go inside; nobody thought that this was a good idea. But the fact of we didn’t want to seem like girls made us enter to protect the name of our man hood. We all gulped down our fear and approached the gates of hell. But to our surprise it was chained up which made things allot more intense. Why would they lock the gates to an abandoned cemetery anyway I thought to myself. Then I realized that it probably is haunted by the people that had been buried here, or that it is infested with huge snakes. Little Jimmy ran the idea by that we cant get in but Tom had already hopped the fence. Awaiting us on the inside was a big open plain filled with trees and weeds all over the place. We got inside and tried to rush to get out but every time that we tried Tom would call us babies. So we stayed but didn’t know what to do so we walked around to find a place to sit. We found this huge tree that was around the middle of graveyard alone surrounded by nothing. The grass was alive as well as the tree but observing the rest of the place everything else had been dead. This really crept all of us out to the max but no one wanted to say anything about the fact that we were in a restricted area. Then after a while Tom started to tell scary stories to see who he could scare but no one broke. The Jimmy went his story came with noises and motions that made everyone laugh. He was disappointed that he was being laughed at and not making us pee our jeans. Then it was my turn, I was going to tell a story that I heard from my grandpa a long time ago. I knew that it would work because it even scared me to tell the story. So I start and not even half way through everyone is shaking and trying not to break. And then I gave them the best part and to my surprise Tom broke out screaming and started to run. We didn’t know what the big deal was but we laughed at who we thought was the alpha male run away in fear. Then we noticed that the screaming had stopped and we went to go find our friend. But no luck, so we thought that he went home but the next day he wasn’t at school which was rare for Tom. And now up to this day Tom has never been seen again, but every Halloween we go back to the cemetery and still can hear him scream.  

1st song

This guy is really calm, he want s to relax and he keeps his music the same way.  This song is for anyone who wants to calm down. Any person that is stressed out about anything. The mellow mood that it sets will defiantly help out with you situation.the guitar is very chill too, but the chorus is very overwhelming.  By that  i mean that it is way louder than the rest of  the song. I don't think that i would listen to this on a daily basis but i could if i had too.

Music

My taste in music has never changed I have always listened to a variety of music except country. I really do not like country because it always was the worst music I have ever heard. I have always searched for new rap music though because of the fact my family was playing it 24/7. I loved the way that the beat can make you move even without words, it has a strong impact on a person. It can even heal you if you really need to hear the words that get said, if you have been confused and heard something in a song about you situation it can be soothing. Like how when you hear scary music you know that something is probably going to happen. Or when you hear sad music after death in a movie it just changes your emotion. I connect to the music when i am laying down and i am taking in what the artist is having to say. I just love music it I actually write allot of music, not matter where I am at i will write if i feel the need to. Music gives me a felling of freedom that i cant get anywhere else I  fell that i can say what ever i would like and no one can control that. I wouldn't want to be a pro at music because it seems that it wouldn't appeal to me. i dint think that I could handle all the pressure and money and stuff.

My Teachers Opinions

My art teacher Coach Blackburn had said that he didn't have a song that reminded him of his childhood, bu that country music in general did the trick. Honestly I cant not stand country music I just never liked how it sounded.
Geometry teacher Coach Goddard said that his favorite singer is Eric Church. I have never listened to him bu ti do know that he is a country singer so I probably  will not listen to him.

I asked my old Physics teacher "What song reminded him of someone he loved?" He responded with the song "Time of your Life, by Green day," this reminded him of his wedding. This was the last song played by the D.J.

Blackburn said that he went to a George Strait concert once. He said that it was the best thing that he had ever seen. The time that he had was amazing, he wanted an autograph but didn't get it.









When i asked Mrs.Wyrick about  what does she listen to in the car she replied "Classic Rock." Then i asked if she sung along in the car and she "Of course!" I love Mrs.Wyrick one of the best teachers ever.

Window poem

The back of y my neighbor's backyard.
The parking lot of a near by church.
The weather is changing.
Sometimes I open the window for a better view.
You will see a small dog roaming about 4:30.
In the distance is an open field where the kids play.
I am looking from the window of my home.

Story number 2

I stepped outside to enjoy a nice cup of coffee.
I saw  this bird that was beautiful to the eye.
I tried to feed it but yet it flew away.
I tried to take pictures but it flew away.
I came outside to look at it and it flew away.
I don't know why it wont stay, but I wish I would.
I have never seen anything like it before.
Then one day I was outside and I saw it.
It was a feather the color of the bird I once saw.
I found a trail of them and followed it.
When I got to the end of it I found out why.
This bird belonged to someone else.
I was sad but I knew that me and that bird had a connection.
And then everyday I would see the bird sit there.
It would look and then he would fly away.

Story number 1

The man awoke to the cold metal on his wrist and ankles.
Not knowing where he was he started freaking out.
"Let me go!!" he screamed repeatedly gradually getting louder and louder.
Then he saw it approach him slowly with the most evil look he had ever seen.
 It came up to him and then placed wires and needles into his body.
He didn't realize that he had been abducted by aliens.
When he did he tried to communicate with them so he could go home.
But they couldn't understand him from what he was noticing.
Then to all of his surprise they spoke to him.
" We will return you to your planet wise one."
Now he know that they can read his mind because that is all he wanted to do.
Home he was soon, he didn't know how they got there so fast but he was happy.
" Home sweet home!"

My Artwork

My artist was Constantine Brancusi, a sculptor that is very well known. Born in 1876 living in a poor family he was raised on himself. With one brother that was about his age and also took care of himself growing up. In his hometown Hobita, Gorj he was treated well above his class of peasants because of the artistic skill that he had. His parents Maria and Nicolai Brancusi were two helpful people in Constantine’s life by getting him everything that he needed to survive in school. He was always a shooting star when it came down to art.  He went to three schools for his artwork, the colleges were happy to accept the skill level of Brancusi. He had one child that he didn’t clam up too but it was his well know son. He lived during some historical events during his life time. Like the Battle of Guar that happened not to long after he was born in to the world. Also this is when Al Spalding started his sporting goods shop the eventually became a large company. He had a cigarette addiction during his older years when his stress level got larger. With his more complicated pieces of artwork like The Kiss created during the time modern art. The type of work that Brancusi created was called modernism.  His best artwork in my opinion is The Kiss because it was so different from the others. It was a simple kissing couple but in this time period it would have Benn found vulgar but Brancusi still made the sculpture

My Future

I was not interested in anything that we got shown on Monday. It doesn’t appeal to my future at all, but I do want to know if the teachers are licensed and are they well known. I did like the fact that she travels around letting people know that there is an opportunity for any career you want to pursue. I do want to be a pilot for the military and then a big plane company. I have had this plan for a long time I’ve don’t the research on everything I want to do. I am going into the military straight out of high school and start early. I will go to the navy to learn to fly then I will transfer to the air force to finish up all my training. I can’t wait to do this because it will make me successful and I will be able to do what I want to do. It’s been what I’ve wanted to do since the seventh grade and I was told about my options.

Why My Pillow is Important

Today I feel like crap, everything seems to go wrong. I couldn’t sleep at all last night because I had allot of things on my mind. People seem to be fake now a days and that isn’t too much of a problem until people dog you on twitter when they don’t even know you. And I don’t even have a legit twitter but yet things get around so….eventually I get to know what’s being said. Also geometry is the hardest class I have ever taken in my life! I can’t do anything because I just don’t understand it. Plus to add to the situation my girlfriend who I like allot is being a fat head and that ruins my day cause it always seems to be my fault. Grrrr things are just never the way you want them in my world and all I can do is hope that my pillow if fluffy so I can sleep all the stress away.

My Art Piece

The piece of artwork that I had chosen was a beautiful piece of work. It was what looked to be a random paint thrown on a canvas in a layered format. But after looking at the piece I realized that the artist didn’t just go random on the canvas he knew what he was doing. This piece made me want to think about how things come to be. Also about why things come to be, the origin of all mankind. This type of stuff is a great day starter for me to be able to get my mind thinking before I begin the day.  Sometimes I even just go straight to talking philosophy with my friends because it is something that you can never be wrong about because no one knows. You can be judged though if you have a different opinion than someone else then they may want to judge you on your views. But over all this painting was amazing the artist was brilliant, to be able to control the paind that he was using as well as he/she did was a gift. I would love to go see this person in real life in the mist of what they are doing because it would be a cool experience. ]