Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Creative Writing 2: Barder and the Flyin Turban



My name is Henry, I am five years old and I have a dog named Barder. Barder and I always go on adventures together. Whether it's sailing the open seas in the bathtub, to desert storm in the sandbox, we always have fun.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning and mommy had arranged us to go to the park with some of my friends in my kindergarten class. So I went down to eat a nice breakfast with pancakes, eggs, bacon, mm... boy was it good. Mommy makes the best pancakes my favorite are her chocolate chip pancakes. After she got me dressed, it was pretty cold outside so she gives me a warm blue sweater with a stripped shirt underneath. Then it was off to the park, I even got to bring Barder along to play, he just loves to play with everyone at the park.

On our way there I was gleaming with excitement because I just love having adventures with my other friends. Finally we arrive at the central park, it's my favorite because it's got wide open spaces and a gigantic playground surrounded by the desert storm sandbox but this time even bigger than my backyard, it was like a dream come true for us kids. As we pulled up to the parking lot, I can already see my friends sitting at a bench waiting for me to come and play with them. As soon as my mom parks and gets me out of the car seat I bolted towards my friends, then we all looked at each other then the playground and ran straight for it. We were already halfway to the playground but then I can hear one of the moms saying " wait up kids, don't just run of like that!" we all stopped and waited there anxiously until our moms finally sat on a bench closest to the playground. Then my mom said " alright kids go have fun".

We all screamed out "yay !" and ran for the fun filled sandbox. we played for hours, then we had a picnic with PB& J sandwiches. After we decided to relax for a bit and I just closed my eyes for a second. All of a sudden I woke up because Barder was barking at something in these huge bushes on the side of the jungle gym. I decided to follow him and investigate what he was barking at. I made my way inside the bushes, I didn't hear much so I called out for Barder but no answer... I called him again but still nothing. I walked a little further until I came upon an empty space in the middle of it all. I had found Barder staring at this orange turban looking thing. I went up to it and decided to try it on, it was a perfect fit. I suddenly felt a strange feeling all over my body, I grabbed a hold to Barder and all of a sudden we started flying.

It was amazing, I thought to myself that this turban has magical powers and gave me the ability to fly, I knew this day was going to be fun and exciting. Barder and I flew all over town, the state, then all over the world. we ended up stopping at many places like this one where they had a huge tower overlooking the whole city. Then to a place where it was basically like the biggest sandbox I've ever seen. It was probably the best adventure I've ever experienced. Then like a flash we hit this huge storm with monstrous waves. We tried to avoid them but the wind and rain were just hitting us so hard.

A bolt of lightening nearly hit us, we didn't realize that a 1,00 foot wave was headed straight for us and it was too late to move out of the way and we end up getting hit so bad that we both fall out of the sky and BAM! darkness... I heard a voice saying "Henry, wake up Henry, we are going to be leaving". I woke up to find that I was till at the park, everyone was leaving and saying there goodbyes. Barder was laying right beside me in the grass, so my mom picks me up and gets to the car and strapped me in my car seat. My mom starts up the car and drives back home, then she asks " so did you have fun at the park", before I could answer I feel right back asleep. I thought about how it was just a dream and it was probably the best dream I've had but either way it was the best adventure I will never forget with me and my dog Barder.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

1st Blog EVER!!!

Hey my 1st ever blog never thought I would do one of these but I guess I was wrong. LOL! anyways let the blogging begin! :)

Creative Writing #1: Writing in Reverse

http://www.3situations.com/BillSullivanWorks/MT3.html
-it's the last one on the right with blond hair.


7:00- Steve gets up, feeling like shit today, he’s so angry because he just lost his job and his girlfriend of one year broke up with him because he was too violent and needed anger management.




8:00- Steve walks towards the window and just stares in anger at all the people walking down his block. Steve doesn’t change his clothes; take a shower, or anything.




10:00- Steve’s just sitting around doing nothing in his dark, lonely apartment. All around things are just thrown everywhere, clothes, trash, and other objects.




11:05- Steve decides to get out of the house he brings his wallet, music, and pocketknife, he doesn’t realize what he’s about to do. Steve walks out of his apartment, down the stairs and through the front door. He looks around at the crowded street he lives on. Since he doesn’t own a car he starts walking towards the bus stop which is about a couple blocks away. When he finally makes it to the bus stop he thinks about going to his ex-girlfriend’s house to talk things over with her. All Steve wants is to make a change in his life and he’ll do whatever it takes to get her back.




11:20- Steve’s ex- girlfriend lives on the other side of town. He takes the 13 bus route which takes him only a couple blocks away from her house. Steve’s already frustrated because the bus was running late so that meant more people on the bus, but he didn’t care too much about it.



12:30- Steve finally gets off the bus, he was pretty stiff because he was standing for half the ride since there were so many people and so little seating. However it didn’t really matter to Steve because he was almost to ex- girlfriend’s house anyways.




12:40- Steve has arrived at his ex girlfriend Jennifer’s house. He rings the doorbell, but no answer, he rings it the second time… still no answer. At this point Steve’s getting upset, he rings the doorbell one last time… then she finally answers the door. Jennifer just stands there and then after a long pause she welcomes him in.




12:50- She asks if he wanted anything to drink and Steve gives a simple no thanks. They go into the living room, sit down, and talk about their relationship. Steve talks about getting help with his anger problems and getting back together with Jennifer. Suddenly Jennifer has this guilty look on her face and says “ well I do really miss you and getting help would be great but…” then she cries out, “ I’m sorry Steve but I’ve already meet someone else!” Steve just has a blank stare for a few moments, and then he starts yelling, “What do you mean you found someone else we just broke up!” Jennifer is crying her eyes out saying, “I’m so sorry Steve, and we meet at this club a couple nights ago”. Steve bursts out, “are you fucking kidding me, you stupid bitch!”, then in a flash he takes out his pocket knife and just stabs the living hell out of her screaming “why, why, why did you do this to me!” Jennifer started screaming and then silence…




1:30- Steve just holds Jennifer in his arms blood all over him and continues to cry out,” why did you have to do this to me, I was going to change for you”. Steve heads to her bathroom to rinse off all the blood luckily he had some spare shirts here since he always use to spend the night here. He throws on one of the shirts grabs the knife and heads out the door. Steve puts the knife back into his pocket and is headed toward the subway because it was faster.




1:45- Steve’s on the subway, listening to his music, he ponders about what he has just done, to himself he’s thinking, “She deserved it, she had it coming that lying bitch”.




2:00- Steve arrives at his designated stop, he gets off the train with a serious look on his face. Steve notices a cup on the ground, probably just trash he wonders, he picks it and decides to throw it away, it’s the least he can do. However the next trash can isn’t until you exit the station, so as soon as he walks through it and instant flash came to him, a camera, flashing at his face. As soon as it’s over a thought came to his head, “I wonder if this will end up on America’s Most Wanted”…