Quin Johnson is 8 years old she is also the bride niece. Quin hates the bride does what she can to drive her crazy and sabotage the wedding. Quin is working with Hector.
What else do you guys think she can do? I need some help!
Quin and Hector are under the table. ''So what do you think Hector should we start with the our plans''? ''We have to do anything we can to get the bride what she deserves.'' ''She thinks she is so pretty yeah right if you are talking about prettiness you are talking about my pretty face''. said Quin. ''OK''! said Hector. ''I will start with the kitchen the best part will be the bride and the groom''. ''Yes this is a fun game''! Hector went out to miss out with the bouquet room.
Quin went on to the kitchen, She went asking with her innocent looking face to the chef how wonderful was the food. She acted as she was trying to smell the food. Then she added extra salt and sugar as fast as she could to the food. She couldn't help her self to add hot sauce to sweet food, she wanted to look at the people faces and laugh at them when they taste the spicy sweetened disgusting food. The bride and the groom had special food they were going to get
special food like extra salt, sugar, and mixed with pepper!
After a while she meet up with Hector they told each other how much fun they had.
''I bet the food was very tasty'' said Hector.
''I think I should be a chef. You should've looked at their faces!''
''are they still waiting on the cake still''? said Quin.
''yes''said Hector.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
300 word story final
Dad, why didn't you do anything to stop Mother from killing you? Why Dad, Why didn't you
think of your only daughter? I pray everyday, wishing you were still here. It was like any other day:Mom came home drunk. She screamed at me for no reason, and then she hit me until I can no longer stand. After a while lying on the floor she sent me to my room. I cried all night and prayed in my room wishing this was just another dream. But this wasn't like the other days; you came home from work and went straight to my room. You noticed I was crying we started to talk about my mother.
''You have to understand her,'' you said. I think you were trying to tell me my mother has mental problems.
''Steve.'' yelled my mother. You went down stairs.
'' What's the matter?'' you said. ''you bastard, why are you cheating on me?'' screamed my mother. She leaned down on her knees and started to cry.
As you tried to pick her up she reached into her pockets and pulled out a knife. She stabbed you three times. I heard my mother yelling for help. I ran down stairs to you.
''You're going to be alright.'' I said.
I called the ambulance. It seemed to take forever for it to arrive. You passed away during that time.
''Love you'' were your last words. The cops saw my mom holding the knife with her bloody hand.
Without a doubt they took her away. That was the last time I ever wanted to know about her or even see her. I love you dad and I will never forget you.
think of your only daughter? I pray everyday, wishing you were still here. It was like any other day:Mom came home drunk. She screamed at me for no reason, and then she hit me until I can no longer stand. After a while lying on the floor she sent me to my room. I cried all night and prayed in my room wishing this was just another dream. But this wasn't like the other days; you came home from work and went straight to my room. You noticed I was crying we started to talk about my mother.
''You have to understand her,'' you said. I think you were trying to tell me my mother has mental problems.
''Steve.'' yelled my mother. You went down stairs.
'' What's the matter?'' you said. ''you bastard, why are you cheating on me?'' screamed my mother. She leaned down on her knees and started to cry.
As you tried to pick her up she reached into her pockets and pulled out a knife. She stabbed you three times. I heard my mother yelling for help. I ran down stairs to you.
''You're going to be alright.'' I said.
I called the ambulance. It seemed to take forever for it to arrive. You passed away during that time.
''Love you'' were your last words. The cops saw my mom holding the knife with her bloody hand.
Without a doubt they took her away. That was the last time I ever wanted to know about her or even see her. I love you dad and I will never forget you.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
''what I needed to say'' Final draft
When ever time is right,
We will be together.
And we will never be apart again.
Four years we were seperated by ignorant people.
And we didn't do anything,
Two years later we saw each other again,
And we fought our enemies in order to be together.
One year passed by,
And we are still fighting and we can't be together.
I will not let people interfere in our lives.
I will keep your secrets and bury them in silence.
They will hear from my spoken lips what I have not yet said.
What can you say to a person you love?
I am your friend and you are my sister.
We will be together.
And we will never be apart again.
Four years we were seperated by ignorant people.
And we didn't do anything,
Two years later we saw each other again,
And we fought our enemies in order to be together.
One year passed by,
And we are still fighting and we can't be together.
I will not let people interfere in our lives.
I will keep your secrets and bury them in silence.
They will hear from my spoken lips what I have not yet said.
What can you say to a person you love?
I am your friend and you are my sister.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Final verion 55word story
The break up
''Hi John, What's the reason you brought me to this lovely restaurant?''said Betty. ''Betty, I'm sorry I brought you this late, but I have to tell you something important.'' ''What is it John?''
''I'm engaged to another girl. She's pregnant, you have to understand me. I 'm going to be a dad!
'' but I'm pregnant John.''
''Hi John, What's the reason you brought me to this lovely restaurant?''said Betty. ''Betty, I'm sorry I brought you this late, but I have to tell you something important.'' ''What is it John?''
''I'm engaged to another girl. She's pregnant, you have to understand me. I 'm going to be a dad!
'' but I'm pregnant John.''
Short story First draft.
Dad why didn't you do anything to stop mother from killing you? Why dad, why didn't you think of your only daughter? I pray everyday wishing you were still here. It was like any other day, mom came home drunk. She would scream at me for no reason, then she hits me until I can no longer stand. After a while laying on the floor she sent me to my room. I cried all night and prayed in my room wishing this was just another dream. But this wasn't like the other days, my dad came home from work and went straight to my room. He notice I was crying, we started to talk about my mother. ''you have to understand her.'' said my father. I think my father was trying to tell me my mother had mental problems . ''Steve'' yelled my mother. My dad went down stairs. ''whats the matter?'' said my dad. ''you bastard, why are you cheating on me?'' screamed my mother. She leaned down on his knees and started to cry. As my father tried to pick her up she reached into her pockets and pulled out a knife. She stabbed my dad about three times. I heard my mother yelling for help. I ran down stairs to my father.''you're are going to be alright.'' I said .
I called the ambulance it seemed forever for it to arrive. My father had past away during that time. '' love you'' were my father last words. The cops saw my mom holding the knife with her bloody hands. Without a doubt they took her away. That was the last time I ever wanted to know about her or even see her.
I called the ambulance it seemed forever for it to arrive. My father had past away during that time. '' love you'' were my father last words. The cops saw my mom holding the knife with her bloody hands. Without a doubt they took her away. That was the last time I ever wanted to know about her or even see her.
Monday, October 8, 2007
The coversation 55word story first version
Monday, October 1, 2007
Final version
Who am I
Why do I feight to be someone I'm not?
Why can't I confront who I am?
I initiate but I feel like I need to be benefited by others.
What do you insinuate?
Should I face my enemy or
should I stay feeling like coward?
Sometimes people try to be formidable but to me they're just
another failure to themself and others.
Why are they trying to ''fit in''?
Is it not obviouse you can't be who you're not?
I hope one day you don't regret what your doing to yourself.
Don't interpret this wrong; it's easy to discard but not to forget.
Why do I feight to be someone I'm not?
Why can't I confront who I am?
I initiate but I feel like I need to be benefited by others.
What do you insinuate?
Should I face my enemy or
should I stay feeling like coward?
Sometimes people try to be formidable but to me they're just
another failure to themself and others.
Why are they trying to ''fit in''?
Is it not obviouse you can't be who you're not?
I hope one day you don't regret what your doing to yourself.
Don't interpret this wrong; it's easy to discard but not to forget.
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