Belonging

In this picture, the police guard thinks that the criminal belongs in jail. However the criminal doesn't think he belongs in jail smashing rocks.

I can recall a misunderstanding that happened a long time ago. It all started when I was in 4Th grade. My mom told me that if I get good grades on my report card, I could get $50. I would spend it on video games at Game Stop. That meant all A's and B's. Fortunately, in those days, I was smarter. At least that is what I thought she said. I got my report card from school and ran home. I gave my report card to my mom and she looked at it. She gave it back to me and said, "Good Job". She then went to the kitchen.
I trailed her and asked, "Where's my 50 dollars?"
She said, " What 50 dollars?"
I then yelled, " YOU HAD GUARANTEED ME $50! What she really had said was if I get good grades on my report card, I could get anything I want for dinner. I was exasperated at her because, she tricked me. It was all a hoax. I ran into my fortress of solitude and slammed the door so hard, the neighbors three doors down in their red and black house heard it and said, "Wow
My mom busted through the door and apologized. That's what happened...............I think.

kernal essay

I was at Lake Ponchatrain with my dad learning to ride my skateboard. I got on the skateboard out of the old, rusted blue-green Dogde Caravan and brought it up the levee. I put the board on the hard, concrete, ground and got on. I pushed off and I saw the other side of the levee while I was still on the skateboard. I thought about what would happen next then..........it got steep and I finally realized......I was rolling down the levee. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I screamed. Everyone at the lake heard me and saw me. I slipped off the board and tumbled down the levee. Ouch, ouch, owww, ouch, umph, ouch, crack, thud. I twisted my ankle , broke my wrist and cut my knee and elbow. When I stood up, CRACK went every bone in my body and my haevy wet tears bursted down my eye because of my excruciating pain. I realized that I have to pay attention to what I am doing or else I would end up in the hospital.

my past..my presnt...my future

I get sucked into my head and it turns into a house
In my basement I see a brown teddy bear
It is being held by a little boy looks like me,
only younger In the other hand was little toy
car He is wearing overalls His mom is looking
for him inside a store Then the scene disappears.......

The first floor appears and I see an older,
taller person It's me playing my videogames in one window,
playing soccer in another window,
watching t.v. in another,
and hanging out with his friends in the last quarter of the window
I jump into one of them and then all of a sudden,
it all disappears again........

On the second floor I see
an adult holding a helmet stepping out of a
monster truck shaped like an alligator
The adult is me waving to the crowds in
the stands after an amazing Monster Jam freestyle
My future is being a monster truck driver I won
the freestyle trophy in New Orleans, LA which
is announced as my hometown Then the scene ends
and I am thrown out of my own head

I leaped out of the bank in a weird fashion. When I saw a man running with a green and purple purse and a woman screaming loud enough to break my ear drums in two. I thoguht I should stop him, but the woman was screaming because her boyfriend proposed to her with a huge sparkling diamond and the purse belonged to the man.

My family is a pick-up truck.
My dad [Phillip Sr] is the body that protects us.
My mom [Gussie] is the engine that powers us.
My younger sister [Briana] is the set of tires that just keeps going.
My younger nephew [Anton] is the oil tank that needs fuel.
My older sister [Tamisha] is the trailer that needs us.
My older nephew [Anthony Jr] is the horn that keeps making noise.
My older sister's husband[Anthony Sr..a.k.a..Moony] is the trailer hitch that supports my sister.
My older sister's dog [Milo] is the interior of the trailer that comforts my sister.
And I am the chassis that balances us out.

The Pencil

The pencil is smooth and hard
You can write with it or kill with it
when its sharp enough You have
to sharpen it and you can easily break it
If you break it, then you have nothing
but two ends of a weapon and a
writing utensil