...to santa from ****** ******

December 17, 2009

326 Martin Dr.
Tallville, British Columbia
Canada VID GAM

Santa Claus
Chief Toy maker
321 Candy Cane Lane
North Pole HOH OHO

Dear Santa:

How is everything going up in the North Pole? We’ve have some snow down here, but probably not as much as you up there. Though I think the elves would still enjoy it more as the snow it not taller than them…yet. How is Bob the secondary in charge of all the hot chocolate in Santa’s Lair? I know he came along and helped you with deliveries last year, remember the hot chocolate incident? Is he coming again this year? I’ll make up more of my famous hot chocolate if he is. I’ve been doing well lately; I cut my hair recently so now my ears are quite cold though, which really sucks because of all the wind that is here. Don’t forget to give Rudolf lots of Red Bull before you guy’s take off or he’ll never make it here!

This year I am only going to ask for two things, as I said before my ears are getting a little cold, so I think it would be really awesome if you could bring me a really cool toque this year. Maybe it could be rainbow with a black pompom on the top? Another thing that I have been dying to get for Christmas this year is a set up so that I can play video games, make microwave popcorn, chat on my computer and get a massage all in one. I was thinking maybe a massage chair that could have all those accessories somehow strapped on, I know Frank the head elf of odd toys could probably think something up. Oh, and if you could squeeze in a cup holder, that would be awesome too. Thanks!

Sincerely,

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humor

"you are the guy in the bar car, dave, pushing the button to ask for another drink". In the short story Dave Cooks the Turkey by Stuart Mclean, basically cronicles the humorus yet unlucky life of Dave and Morley. in this storey dave is going throght the pain staking preperation of the infamous christmas turkey. "Dave didnt understand the full meaning of what he had to do" untill the evening of christmas eve unfolded. he hadn't realized that what he had promised also "meant buying (the turkey) as well as putting it in the oven". Christmas was interesting. It involved alot of scotch an taxi and a stupid idea of getting a hotel room so they would cook the turkey for him. and more scotch.

narrative essay: topic certain events in life mark the begining of maturity

My name is George, i now have graduated from middle school and am very nervous for my first day at Maggie next year. As my summer progresses i gets rid of all the fun, games, and annoyances of my younger days and slowly grow to my new view on life, as a high school students.

On the first day of the new high school experience the usually happens, rejoining with past Friends, comparisons of class schedules, talk about who's summer was the best. Then the first bell rings. all of my class mates, including me, begin to get scared of the fact of new teachers and new bully and longer classes and begin to freak. They all rush to get to class because i mean who really wants detention on the first day of school. My first class, math, I walk in see that there are a few people in the class that I know back in the corner of the room and joins the group. The second bell rings and the math teacher comes in. A tallish man bout 5'6" 5'7", a hairy man with glasses a scraggly beard,and bald head, he wore a pair of flat black dress pants and a Hawaiian style dress shirt. the hole class went into a hushed laughter you know the kind of awkward one. and the teacher grabbed the yard stick from the board and slapped it on the desk. In a very Stearn voice, quite intimidating I thought, he said "Class My name is Mr. Waisly, and the is math principles so if u think this is gonna be a easy class you might as well leave now" one of the kids left crying.
The introductions took place and the coarse info and all that stuff, i was amazed at the amount of stuff we were gonna do. but now were on the break. and i meet my new bully, Johnston, his nick name was giant Johny, he pushed me against the lockers and introduced him self "hi my name is Johnston, well my buddy's call me giant johnny, but your gonna call me sir" "yes sir" i quickly replied.
he put me down and walked away, pushing a few kids out of the way.

So as the days past i went to my classes learned my schedule and dealt with sir. The typical high school experience loads of home work, piles of notes, mean teachers. and as the year progresses, i feel like I'm becoming different, jokes i thought were funny are becoming stupid, things i used to do all the time are just not interesting.

The year come to the end and we have finals, there so hard and long you feel like u sit there for days in the cold gym pack with hundreds of kids. But finally the Principal comes in and says these wonderful words dismissing us from our torcher chamber.

my summer this year is completely different am spending time with this girl i like, working at my part time job but the hours seem to never end there, I feel the difference of my last years summer break and how my and my Friend just kinda ran around with no real place to go, and this years were always working hanging out with new people. As we went through the year in high school we all matured differently and have lots of interests that just aren't common anymore. some of the events that happened during the year i guess just made some of us mature more than the others.

the college

Flown with superman you may ask. never, however I've leaped from tall bridges and plunged into a deep lake, I've jumped and glided along the top of the water like a swan, and i can back flip from anywhere.


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You hear a shriek. Out the back of the club, the music stops its silent. You see security running out the back door and you follow curiously. There's a young girl lieing motionless on the blacktop. brutally beaten and possibly raped. Then you glance and notice the tall dark stalky man standing there surrounded by the gargantuas security guards grappling him like a pit bull on a rawhide bone. The man stands there with his fedora slightly tilted over his left eye to hide himself. His eyes are glaring in my direction his nose hung off his face like an anchor. His ears pinned back. his mouth has a lit cigarette dangling from it and his expression presented like a rabid dog ready to bite. He's wearing a strait black suit and stands hunched over. The tie dangling at his neck look smooth as it slid down his chest. The pants he's wearing are the night. And he is strategically placed in his alligator skin boots. "Time to go," said the big burly man clenched at his right side, "your getting charged for rape and murder."

ashes to ashes dust to dust

midtown tennessee, at the crack or dawn the ground is as dry as a bone. You can hear the wistle in the wind. the two men moved as slow as molases. The sherif sitting on the sidelines at eating like he was a bottomless pit. The boots of both the men were caked with mud. The men are hesatant to continue but both know theres no time like the present. Its too little to late. The evil looks and serious glares were tossed around like a hot potatoe.

Super Powers

Out of the world population of the Super people both hero and vilans. There is only one power out there suitable for me. Telekinetics. Telekinesis is the ability to move objects from one place to another or even reshaping objects without any form of physical contact, . This power will prove how advantageous it truly is very easially. For instance say someone is plumitting strait to their demise off of a enormus skyscraper you could fairly easilly move a giant foam mat to where they are going to land and save a life right there. As well as using this quite practical power for the use and aid of other I would do some things for my self. Like just think moving, simple, redecorating, piece of cake, . And have you ever been woken up in the morning by that irritating alarm that seems like its in another time zone its so far away and you have to get up and saunter all the way over there just to turn it off. Well you do not have to anymore. You can just pull it right over. Many people use this gift well such as matilta, or George Malley from phenomenon, and Jean from X-man. so throught out time there has been countless numbers of historical people that have experiences with this telent of telekinetics.