Thanksgiving Halku

Turkey are juicy
Turkeys and yummy.
Turkeys are the best part of thanksgiving.

A dark alley on a rainy night.

As I regained conscientiousness, I remember asking, "Why are those headlights shining in my face and where am I." There was no one in the car that was parked in front of me to blame. Only the musty smell of blood and trash was around me. There was a huge building to the left of me that was some kind of bank and to the right of me was a six foot wooden fence. "How in the world did I get here?" I gradually began to get up and head towards the bank trying to search for any sign of what may of happened to me and how I got here. I began walking through the vestibule towards a door down the long hall. There at the end I could see a man dressed as a clown. He had sharp teeth and long fingers nails that he kept waving towards me to come. "No, I don't know you! I won't come." "Don't be stubborn my child. I won't hurt you." The Room began spinning and I couldn't stop. The clown began laughing louder and louder and I could feel my ear drums bursting. "Jessica, wake up! Honey, wake up I kept telling myself." This can't be real! I can't die from a clown. "Jessica, wake up!" My mom began shaking my fiercely and I finally caught grip of what was going on. It was a dream! Just a terrible and real feeling dream.

MelRose Place is Crap

Melrose Place is crap
91201 Melrose Place

Psycho "O"

It was a typical Monday morning, hard to get up because of I got to sleep late both Saturday and Sunday. I was walking up to the school and everyone seemed like they were all so cheerful and having the best time of their life. I wasn't feeling the atmosphere so I went inside to get away from all the "happy" people. When I got inside Mr. KP was singing over the intercom as cheerful as can be. I couldn't seem to get away from all the happiness. I was feeling very aggravated by that time and the bell rang. Here comes 1st period Algebra II. I was already having a bad day because I wanted to sleep late and everyone was so cheerful. Mr. Vannoy began passing out our tests from that Friday. I turned page to page to page and noticed that I had an x on most of the test. I wanted to scream and attack him. I knew I did a good job on this test cause I had studied all week. Well, come to find out he had got someone else scores mixed up with mine when they were put into the cps.

So everything turned out dandy.