Dont judge!!!!

Ok i get some of u do like christmas but i dont celebrate. SO DONT JUDGE ME!!!!!!!! U all do act like wacko people and should probaly get that checked. And can some one actually tell me if a drug goes around making u christmas happy. I DEFINTLY will not take any but would love to kno. I dont completly hate christmas but it creeps me out. Just to let u know!




This was for the dear grinch letter and grinches reply

Dear puma lover.......................

Hello!
   Grade 7 that's totally.............. a failure you are so young and i bet u get picked on by grade nines. Anyways i owe Santa quite a few favours so that's why I'm actually replying to you. Alright cats are weird, smiley faces why on earth would you like those, and green is a Christmas colour soooooooo HATRED!! Running is terrible. But i totally agree golf is so awful. I like Easter so yea don't be so judgey.
   Thanks i believe I'm the best person ever as well. My work is awesome totally proness right there. Hey i have a petition saying Santa should skip this year and go to a gym. Maybe he can fit through the chimney then. They do act like zombies. All lalalala and you want to scream like crazy. I think the drug id happyrugg. Is your sister afraid of elves? Cause you can totally use that to your advantage.
  Your questions answered (sorta)- The penguins, they are always stealing my candy canes. I think so the females are kept in the toy mines finding tiny parts so the guy elves can make the actual toys. I think that answered the next question. A pole. I already have a plot to steal the north pole and use that.
  Sadly at a point i did like Christmas. But don't worry!!! i was shot back to reality.
  That's awful i don't want to be a good person or a hero. But its nice to be appreciated every once and awhile.
    Sincerely Grinch

Dear Grinch..........................

Hey Grinch!
  Hello i am a certain person in grade 7 at glenrosa middle school. I love cats, smiley faces, the color green, and any sport that involves running. (Hated sports basketball, Volleyball, golf). I do not likeany holiday but Christmas is by far the worst!!
   Personnally i beleive you are the best person ever. i dont like christmas and dont celebrate. You ruining christmas is awesome!! Show that fat santa whos best.At Christmas people are zombie like all cheery and joyful. I swear the all take some freakishly happy drugs around this time. Your work is the best! And please shck my sister back to reality, elves do not hide in your closet to steal your toys!!!
  Some Questions: If you could destroy anyone in the north pole who would it be? Are there female elves? If there is are other male elves sexist to the females? What would your weapon of choice be to kill santa? Just some questiosn!
  Please never like Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!! If you stay a Grinch you would make me so happy. And make others miserble hee hee. You are my hero and role model.
 Sincerly that person.

Failure dad

Here is a picture of my dad. Lets tell you how it happened. So we were all at the breakfast table waiting for him to come down stares from his dancing with the stars marathon. Turns out that no one realised what time it was and that he was late for work. When         CRASH!!! BAM!! Dad had come running from his bedroom tripped over a star wars light saver and came tumbling down the stairs face first. Heading straight for the cats water bowl. Down the stairs he comes and CABLAMO!!! Face down in the Water dish with the cat licking his ear with her soft yet ruff tongue. The entire family burst out laughing. When suddenly dad jumped up and started acting all normal. As if nothing ever happened. He started blabbing on and on and on about the marathon and how he spent the last hour voting for the couple he wanted to win. But no one was listening we were still laughing about his fall and how we should post on the Internet blah, blah, blah. When we realised that dad was gone we laughed even harder after all we didn't want to be mean to his face. Yea are dad is a complete  FAILURE!!!

Covered in mud!! OH NO!!!

    Here is a shot of are greyhound dog Einstein. He in fact is indoors at the new opened place called Whatever!! You can do whatever you want. So here he is with quick dry cement all around him. You see The people outside were fixing the sidewalk. When Einstein came bolting out of the car and snatched the bag of cement right out of the construction guys hands sprinting with it in his mouth in to the building. He darted around the corner and BAM!! He ran right in to the cake delivery teenager. The grey and black, with tints of green frosting flew everywhere. Then after the cement went soaring through air to land right on top of Einstein. Here he is practically begging for a bath to get the rock hard cement of of his body. After this happened we went home yet had no luck. The cement would not come of with soap, water, detergent, nor bacon grease. So we all rushed to the van throwing the poor dog in the back cause now he was as still as a statue and driving as fast as we possibly could to get to the hospital. Once there the Doctor spent a god 15 minutes just staring blankly at Einstein. Afterwards he quickly left the room and came back with a chisel, bandages, chew toy, and pail of water with a sponge. He cracked and hammered at the cement when suddenly it all fell off. Only thing left was a couple scrapes and bits of cement. The bits came of with the water but the chew toy was completely shredded. Now whenever we go near a side walk Einstein runs onto the road. He's is completely frightened  of anything cement. We even had to move!!

hello !!!!!!

I am ever so happy!!!! :) i have no clue why?!?!?!?!

hi u

hello person of planet x r u messed just asking

The Danger! (big write)

Danger alley!!
       Thats what Kevin called it. First lets interduce my best friend Kevin. He has no life , he is a loner. Sadly the only person who hangs out with him is me. Kevin has some problems. He suffers from a mental deisese called Achroma. He is in the 9th grade when he should already be graduated. "Its not his fault!!" i constintly have to tell everyone" he was born this way!!" Like anyone will listen its middle school. Anyways hi i am calley. I live with my rat job of a sister Colina and BEST BROTHER EVER!!! He helps me with home work, defends me against jelous bulleys and never, ever, picks on me. Of course un-less i deserve it. Anyways alley of death!! Kevin and i live in New York City so i think you understand what im talking about. If not i will spell it out for you CRIME, GANGS, DANGEROUS PEOPLE. In our area they all hang out at the same spot. Sadly my brother Kenny has fallen into the lions trapp and is slowly being devoured. He is a nice guy unless he has been drinking.........! He is only 16 years old but he drinks comes home drunk at times. It is scary like so freaky that you cant imagine the feeling unless you have been through what i have been through. My best brother is dieing. The alchol has gotten into his liver, devoured his organs one by one. No one else in the house knows. Mom would cry for ever if she knew he drank. You see my father drank, my cousin drank, and so did my uncle. They all ended up in the same place.
      I visit the grave every day with Kenny. We always cry. I can barely stand the Thought. So i guess you can tell why we can not tell my mother, she would think its all her fault. The way she raised us, friends she let us hang with something like that. Its sad that shes wrong. It depression.............. the scary depths of depression. Depression is the pit of all things terrible and my brother has fell in and now is stuck with the lion. I have never touched the stuff, i avoid danger alley, i try my best to stay happy and optimistic. But i admit it is hard. The sight of my brother the torture from my sister and the over protection of my mom. These are the dangers in life. Kevin is a happy soul. People pick on him cause of his deseise he defends him self. Not with the fists of anger but with the words of the happieness deep down in the heart. We are stuck now with my brother , he is drunk...... me and Kevin are scared. Kevin came over so we could hang. I Know it is kinda weird inviting a guy over when you are a girl but gender dosent matter when kindness conrolls you.
      Anyways Kenny is drunk out of his mind. Colina is at a friends house, Mom is out on errands, we are stuck with a representitive of the danger alley. He came first after me. Swinging his baseball bat around hitting vases, dishes, the table. I guess he didn't Know we are under the table that he is colapsing. Then he hit the picture of mom and dad............. i burst with anger!! I climbed from  under the table, jumped on his back and started hitting his head with the minuture statue of a angel. Blood was dripping from his neck. I stop right there and back away slowly. He was ok thank gosh but he was injured. At least i seemed to knock the drunkness right out of him. He has climbed from the bottom of the deepest pit but not yet has crawled out. Kevin stared at my brother moaning, and groaning in pain. He panicked and started running to the phone. Was he gonna call the cops?  He couldnt....... i bolted after him sprinting at top speed. Dodging all the things on the ground that are now broken or shattered. I lunged forward grabbing the phone out of his hand. He cried. I felt bad seriously i did. It was like i had broken the heart of a little boy and shattered it into small tiny peices. But it had to be done.
     "Its ok calm down, Kenny is fine he wont hurt us and i promise i wont hurt you either." I whispered it in a soothing voice hoping it would calm him down. He stared at me then ran and gave me a hug. He was much older than me but it felt as if hugging a injured little boy. Next, time to see how Kenny is doing. I quitly walked into the living room Making sure not to startle him.  He was lieing down on the couch with his eyes shut sleeping i guess, i hope. When a loud knock at the door made me feel as if i was dead. It had to be mom. The house was a mess. Kenny was unconciece and Kevin was trembling like a freezing chiuaua ( i know i spelt that wrong sorry) When again the loud knocking ringed in my ears. I slowly crept my way to the door when i saw through the window it was not mom it was some very tough looking guys with smokes in there mouths. I tried to get everyone to hide when BAM!!! They had beaten down my door. Stomped over and picked up Kenny as if he were a duffel bag. One pushed me over the other 2 were carring my brother. When i ran after them the third guy started punching my stomach. Over and over the pain traveling through my body. When he finnaly stopped i was on the ground, Kevin was in the corner rocking back and forth and i realised that this meant WAR!
      Where the heck are they taking him? Do i really want to follow them? And do i need a ambulance or first aid kit? Dang!! I know exactly where they are going and i DEFINTLY dont want to go there. But i love my brother, drunk or not, so i have to go to danger alley. As me and Kevin silently crept down the pitch black alleyway sounds were swarming all around us. Sounds of laughter, yelling, and crashes.Up ahead a dark shadow was walking quickly towards us. I cant scream!! I Was whispering it to myself when i should of been telling Kevin that. As soon as he saw him he let out an unearthly scream! WE ARE DOOMED!!!!
       And of course just as suspected the person came running to us arms out. He had something in his hand, it looked like a knife. When the guy got closer i noticed his face was  beaten extremly. Black eyes, fat lip, bruises all over. His clothes were torn and shredded. Now that he is getting closer i picked up a metal rod out of a junk pile on the side of the alley. I raised it up ready to send this person to place where all began. When he came closer i saw it was not a knife in his hand it was a mere stick and it was not a beaten up drunk teenager. It was MY beaten up drunk brother. It was Kenny. He was alive!!!! For almighty god of the heavens must of sought the good in Kenny found it and helped the entire family.
      He ran over to me scared. Tears dripping from his eyes. I put his hand around my neck while Kevin got his other hand as we slowly limped home. But of course mom was home and we had to tell her everything. That Kenny drinks, why the house was a gigantic mess, why Kenny was beaten so badly, and of course why cops were outside. Oh and cant forget why i had a boy over who was crying in a corner from all the caos.
     But now i am telling this story 3 months later. I am ungrounded and the family is healed. Kenny got help and now cant even stand the smell of alchol. Kevin is getting way better with his Achroma. And i am not as depressed as before. Me and kenny still visit are father, uncle, and cousins grave every day. We still cry, But we realize how stupid they were. And that they being dead......... well its there own fault. I am happy now. My brother is happy. My mom is still parinoid, but happy. and Colina is still a huge pain. We didnt give up!!! And i am proud.

Atractive, Smart, Athletic!!

I would want to be most athletic cause when im older i want to be a P.I./Con-artist. Thats it have a nice day!!!! : D

Perfect Teacher!!

I think that the best teacher would be kind, funny, and use unique ways to teach you what you need to know. Not big amounts of home work. A little is fine but not hard, it can only be what you are comfortable with. NO MATH AT ALL!!! They will teach more p.e. to replace the no math thing. If they are sick they do not get a substitute everyone gets the day off. They will love licorice and hand it out whennever you finish something. The voice would be different for every day of the week. No detentions or punishment for being goofing off instead he/she wips you with licorice.

alphabet soup !!!!!!! FWI written by max

 the soup Adorably grumbled! "its beutiful" max yells in joy!! "are you CraZy" the soup exclaimed! "your sooooo over dramatic." "but its so extrodinary" max screams

DONT BLAME ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Certain Sentences

The boy went to school
As the short, and young boy shot down the very, extremly long road to the purple school, he screamed like a little girl when he almost got hit by a R.V.

The teacher went to the mall
Insanely the awesomest teacher  in the whole world ,drove crazily to the mall so he could buy a pink tu-tu for ballet class.

Throw Cookies at Homeless People Day

One day i would love to have is throw cookies at homeless people day. Haven't you ever walked the streets and a hobo comes up asking for foood and money. Well they are homeles so you dont really want yell at them "NO IM NOT GIVING YOU MONEY". Instead it would be a tradition to have cookies in your purse or pocket anything really and as soon as a homeles person trys to talk to you........you start chucking them at ttheir head. This a national day where people can express there hatred towards hobos. Deep down everyone will want to celebrate this meaning full holiday. And not to mention it bennifits them as well if they want they can eat the cookies off the ground. If they are talented they can even try to catch them in their mouth. Everyone deserves cookies and you deserve the pleasure of throwing them.

the accident

i feel bad i just kicked taylor. ACCIDENTLY. YOU CANT BLAME ME FOR ANYTHING!!!!!!!!
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DUCKS!!!

I HATE DUCKS. THERE STUPID !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hook sentences

Car : I hear the radio on, WHAT !!!! BLOCKBLUSTER IS GIVING AWAY FREE DVDS!!!!!
Monkey: " I wonder what would happen if i looked into this camera?
squirrul:  : "oh my gosh theres a tree infront of me time to fly."
Homeles dude: what would happen to me and my dog. They are after me.
fly on duck: Yeah you wish you were me!

why my writing is worth reading.

 I really like putting suspense and mystery in my stories. Personaly i feel that i did really well in doing that in murdering friend and alien encounter. I try to discribe every detail in my writing. Like in breakfast fit for a queen. I promise you i was hungry because i hadnt had lunch i was starved after i finished writing. Another example was in my biggest fear seriously as in no joke i did not enjoy writing that i had nightmares for two weeks after that story. I really try to put in my stories wat i am suppose to put in. Like deatil, description, and a good setting. But i think i need to work on my words. Trying to find more describtive and interesting words. In conclusion my FAVORITE story had to be camping with a nut job. But alien encounter was a solid second. hee hee hee hee hee hee : D

Going camping with a nut job

I’m going camping with my great aunt, but you should know shes a nut job. This is going to be awful. My great aunt is insane she is afraid of everything. And we are going hunting in the woods with an old lady who is afraid of a squirrel. My mom says it’s not her fault that she needs to get out more. So me, my dad and great aunt Donna are going hunting. With spears and rifles and some very large knifes. This is going to be ……. Hilarious. Sad part is that we have to up here for 1 week in a small town no one has heard of before. It’s called wtchan. To add to this awesome week it won’t stop raining in Florida. When does it rain in Florida? Plus I have to say this great aunt Donna afraid of rain.

While we were hunting we saw a bear. There was a legend around that area that when people got attacked by bears the bears only ate off the person’s arms, legs, and noses. Then the people turn into stubs that talk. I didn’t believe the legend, but unfortunately my dad had to mention the legend to my great aunt. Honestly, I don’t know what he expected to happen, but what did happen was great aunt Donna refused to come out of the tree. That was when I saw it. The bear. It was IN the tree. I screamed and begged for her to come down, but she was too afraid. Suddenly, the bear pounced and narrowly missed my aunt. But now it was after us. Trying to be brave, I threw a rock at it, hoping it would scare it away. Meanwhile my dad was still trying to climb up the tree and get great aunt Donna down. Does he even notice I’m in a deadly situation? He didn’t apparently, but the bear noticed him. The bear lunged towards him, realizing he was an easier target, and grabbed onto his leg.

 So then I got so afraid and started running down the hill to save my dad but it was too late my dad had been turned into a talking stump and we packed up and went to the hospital he is alive now but the grizzly turned him into a talking stump well I guess it is okay the bear did not harm me. Then we all went for ice cream except for my dad he was in the hospital what a great ending to a camping trip. Also my great ant is still in the tree somewhere in that forest.

Breakfast Fit for a Queen

I sprinted out of the room not ready for what i encountered. It was a saturday morning my mother always makes a fantastic surprise. I turned the corner and the beutiful aroma of waffels fills my heart with joy. As i ever so slowly walked in to the kitchen and saw the choclate waffles the last batch being flipped off the stove top. I wanted to fill my mouth with the magical flavor. As my mom called everyone to the table i sat down in my favorite seat right where she put the freshly squeezed orange juice. Once everyone sat down we just stared at the master peice she had cooked. Crispy bacon, the fresh orange juice, the perfectly cut apple slices and no one could forget the choclate chip waffles. As she served me my plate i went straight to the waffles. I stabbed them with my pointed fork as if i had just made the kill. Then slowly raised it to the chamber known as my mouth to be devoured. I ever so elegantly chewed the one bite. The maple syrup danced on my tounge as the choclate flowed down my throat still warm. And the fluffy waffle topped off the dance fest like fireworks exploding. before i knew it the waffles were gone. The orange juice had been gulped down the taste still floating in my mouth. The bacon i took one bit and the flavor exploded like a bomb. The last thing left on my plate was the apple slices probaly my least favorite part. Yes the meal i just discribed was fit for the best of queens.

Alien Encounter not good!!!!!!

    Here i am lying on a table a bright red light shining on my face everything else is dark. I cant see beyond my feet. How did this happen you may ask. I wish i fully beleived it my self ,what i am about to tell you, but here i go. I was walking back from soccer practice. Down the dark alley way about a block away from my house. On eather side of me just gigantic walls. I usally dont walk home afterall it was 8:30, its already dark. When somthing in front of me was walking. It had to be my imagination, nothing could be comeing towards me. Right now i regret that i ran at it but i did. I bolted head on to it but stopped it was some thing defintly somthing unhuman but what. It stood tall must of been 6. 7 possibly 8.  Now i was sure it was a she defintly a she. Her lips black a pure black under the street light. Square purple eyes they shot at me i felt as if they were going to shoot me with the hottest lasers ever possible. It was impossible her eyes were square perfectly square like BOX!!  When she stepped forward you could feel her violent feelings. I sensed what she was feeling i know it is impossible but it was true. She whipped her head in a smooth motion and all her hair came running  at me but they were not soft they turned into sharp needles. I dodged most of them but one peirced my neck. Pain shot through me like 10 000 bolts of electricity was swarming through my blood stream. I fell to the ground screaming in pain nothing was staying still i couldnt see anything everything was a blur except her. I could see her perfectly clear. She was smileing i could tell she was enjoying my pain.

     When i woke up i was in somthing it was a cube everything was a dark green and everything seemed to light up. All of a sudden long nails were running up and down my neck. I tightened up excpecting to be shot or stabbed. But actully all she did was stroke my neck effectintly it really creeped me out when all of a sudden a sharp pain slashed at my neck. Like a knife slicing through a chalkboard it made a extremly loud irratating noise. She crept around my chair. She walked infront of me making sure to show off her long silver nails. I tryed to talk to her but right away she slashed at my arms. Gladly she missed. She opened up her mouth and talked i geuss but all that came out was the loud screeching like before i tryed to cover my ears but i was restrained. When i wiped my ear across my shoulder blood was dripping down my shirt. This, alein had made my ears  bleed. I couldnt take it anymore i felt as if i was going to die from bleeding at any second. Pain snapped at my chest as if a spear had entered my heart. Pulling and tearing i felt power travel through my body. I raised my head flexed my musceles ready to rip off the restraints and ...... failed. The straps were some sort of leather like material. The alien stared and smiled , she smiled a wicked smile one of a witch ready to devour you limb by limb. Just as she left the dark and creepy room when i remembered my pocket knife.
     I lunged my body forward bent over trying to reach for the pocket that held it. The alien girl waltzed in as if shot by a million arrows of love. She danced around. Then she violently stabbed her nail with a 2 inch long needle. Then she slithered behind the chair and then striked like cobra stabbed my neck with her long nails. Then quietly left the room. Seriously what was her problem with stabbing me. Great more scares what would my mother say. All of a sudden i was extremly drousy and again felt like passing out but no i couldnt do that i had to stay strong i rubbed the knife back in forth. My eyes were beginning to shut. A few more cm just a few more. SNAP the leather wipped to the sides of the chair i was free finnally free i felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my chest. Then BAM it fell right back down. How was i gonna get off this cube. Great just what i needed another block in my road to freedom. Yeah im very metaphoric. Anyways i looked around a sealed room great my freedom would have to wait. The only exit was this huge metal door i reached for the handle and ZAP. Something shocked me and trust me it was extremly painful. Well from what i could tell alien gal checked up on me every 15 to 20 min so ill wait.
      Finally i hear the settle footsteps of my bald friend walking here. The door opens a crack i just wait then she looks in lets out one of those unearthly screeches. I try to jump on her but tumbled to the ground i couldnt do anything the scream was very controlling. She stared at me then stared at her wrist she tared off the skin slowly to reveal a purple dark button as she slammed her hand the entire cube turned a dark purple. A loud wailing went off i ran away, sprinting down the hallway when i stopped. Outside it wasnt space i was in the cube but we were landed this is great mabey i could jump out a airlock. I turn around i was surrounded left, right, straight. some female some male i was doomed. They pulled out these green cuffs. Whenever i moved my wrist they shocked me. And now im here where i started in the room red light hanging over me. Wait coming in from the darkness its the same alien friend who enjoys stabbing me. She came in wobbling she stumbled toward me and SMACK fell right down. No pulse i looked behind her green fluid was dripping from her back i assume blood. She lye there dead. 
       Great just great but who comes in oh my gosh its taylor my bff. With a rifle this is a good reunion gone bad. Taylor untied me and we bolted towards the door. Every thing is in my hands i can do it, first thing first i need a  hospital. Then my legs gave out i fell stumbling to the ground. Great once again i lost my chance to leave. My legs felt weak i couldnt hold them up. No offence but Taylor is weak so we crawled out . Fighting are way to the door wich i have to say is closing.  We started rolling as the door falls down in to place we just make it. Now its not over yet once i finish kissing the ground then me and  Taylor started crawling as fast as our arms would take us. We duck behind two garbage cans and wait for the space ship to finnaly leave. Yes it is out of my life forever, i hope.

Murdering Friend

Alyssa Sue is working at her bar she dosent know that this plain night will get quite a bit more interesting. Everyone has left all shes doing is cleaning up the martini and beer stains. When the small chimes of the door ringed. In walked a familiar figure. Someone she hadnt seen in twenty years. It was her best friend from when she was six. Celia Kin. They caught eyes when they used to see eachother she always sent a warm feeling to her. Now she was almost scared to see her best friend. Her green eyes were cold it felt like 20 million hot knifes stabbing her chest. Severel minutes it was silence. Before Alyssa spoke up and in a small, pathetic, little kids voice she wimpered out, "Hello Celia". Celia didn't say anything. Just stared it wasnt until she walked forward she realized that celia had several scares along her face. It took no less than 10 minutes before they were sitting on the couch finishing off their 4th beer. " Hey Alyssa did i ever tell you my deepest secret". Celia voice was wobbley almost unsure that she was saying real words. Alyssa just blurted out a plain " NO". "Ive done some things some very naughty things." Celia was standing up and walkind in circles as if she was about to die. All of a suden Alyssa didnt feel entocicated, now her mind was completly clear. Nothing in  her head except what it could be. What could her childhood best friend done. " I have killed people a lot of bed people"  Alyssa was shocked she couldn't say anything all she did was back away ever so slowly to behind the bar. Nothing was in the room anymore no chairs, no couch, no tables, not even the bar was there just a muderer. Alyssa was scared, no more then scared she was terrified. She reached into the knife drawer and grabed the biggest knife. " Well um you sprang that on me real quick". " You are scared of me i dont like it when people are scared of me." Celia ripped a knife out of her pcket she swang to her right, left she lifted it up to go for the middle when, Alyssa stabbed Celia right in the chest within seconds she was on the ground DEAD.

My Biggest Fear!!!

I am extremly afraid of any doll or electronic thing that sings, talks, or dances. THEY'RE CREEPY MAN. When i was 4 and going to kindergerden my parents bought me a toy dog that sings. I was freaking out crying in a corner unti my mom gave it to my sister. Not to mention it was out of my room. She had to promise never to bring it out of her room. Even though she was only 3. Another incident my fear came in was when i went to disney land just a little while ago. They have this ride its a smalll world. You go on a boat and it takes you through a castle of some of the countrys in the world. they have these extremly creepy dolls that sing and dance and talk right to you. Afterwards they had to play a extremly enoying yet catchy song. And then they spoke to you at the very end asking you creepy questions. Questions like what country do you like in? whats your favorite colour? not to mention at the very end the simotanisly said " bye".  iam telling you i hate and fear anything that is not alive that talks.