Sad Day

Author's note: This story is not true it came from my head, and is not to be used in an illegal activity; if it is used in any illegal activity there will be a $1000 fine. I chose the third one to put in my story because it fit pretty well with what was going on in the story

It was a stormy day in New York, the sky swelled with anger as it progressed worse and worse after time went by. The streets were empty except for one, David, he just got of the night shift as at the drug store it had been a long hard day for he had to do inventory for 4 hours. as he was heading home he noticed that it was quiet not a noise except for the wind, thunder, and the sound of billions of rain drops hitting the ground. He saw lightning in the distance it flashed bright enough to light the whole street. And that is when he noticed that he was not the only one on the side walk there was an African American man coming towards him he could not see his face. For it was too dark as the only light was the blinking street lamp and the thrashing lightning in the sky. Before he knew it the man was less than ten feet away and the five then bam they run into each other the African American man quickly apologizes. So David thought nothing of it and never looked back. So he kept on his way to the bus station for he had not time to walk the hour and a half to his apartment building. So he stops and waits for the bus to pull up front and ten minutes come buy and there is no sign of the bus so he wait some more and the bus final gets there after 20 minutes of waiting in the rain the man just wants to get on the bus and go home. As he gets on the bus the bus driver puts out his hand so David reaches in his pocket and he is stunned his money its gone he quickly checks the other pocket and nothing. David froze, checking his pockets. Where was his money he knew he had ten dollars in his pocket. Then he thinks the man on the sidewalk why would he run into him when nobody else is around the side walk have plenty of space for them to walk by each other so why did he do it? Then it hit him the man ran into him on propose so he could get close enough to take his money from his pocket. David never got to take the bus home he had to walk which ended up taking 2 hours after waiting for the bus. So he was mad so mad when he got home he was soaked in water so he punched a hole in the wall and since he did not own it and it was an apartment he had to pay 20 dollars to get it fixed. So that went down in history as one of the worst days of his life right next to his divorce.       

Point of View

What is this? Where did it come from? Have you ever asked yourself these questions? The villagers did in the story Dead Man’s Path when their ancient path to visit their loved ones who have passed on has been dissevered. By a man who always thinks he is doing the right thing. Even when he is wrong he can’t see it, and for that he is punished.

This is told from the point of view from the priest. The priest one day gets some complaints that their path is closed. He feels dread for he knows this path very well. So the priest thinks it is probably the head master of the school for the path run through the school yard so I will have to talk to him. Later at the school with the priest and the head master, please sir you have to take down the fence the path has been there for century’s no. the headmaster said your spirits won’t mind a little detour around the school. Sir I must insist, no said the head master. The next day the headmaster went to the school he so hardly worked to build and it was a disaster. For his flowers were torn out of the ground, and a whole part of the school was clasped. It was the villagers they weren’t happy and now neither was the headmaster the priest knew this would happen and tried to help but he wouldn’t listen. Now when the inspector came to see the school he looked away with a grin and gave a poor rating. And with the poor rating he never got to have a nice school.

The consequences, they are sieve but it could of all been avoided if he listened to the priest. But the headmaster was too arrogant to see past his own ways. To be educated does not make you better than someone else maybe they didn’t want a school they have make it that far without it. So the story proves that change is not always the solution, so if it’s not broken don’t fix it.               

Football is better than Soccer

Football is a sport that greatly exceeds all others. No matter the sport football is better, especially soccer because of these five major reasons.

Reason one: in football you run and rip someone to the ground and then do a happy dance. In soccer you run and slide and hit someone in the shin guard? And then help them up? Reason two: in football you use brute strength to throw a ball 85-yards for six points. In soccer you use your whole body strength to kick a ball 85 yards for a slight chance at one point. Reason three: in football when you score, you run around and head-butt each other and chest bump each other, because it’s awesome. In soccer when you score a point you high five each other and only head-butt when you’re angry. Reason four: football is the number1 contact sport, soccer is number 2. Reason five: more people watch football in America than soccer and that's because we suck at soccer and are amazing at football. So, there you go; my favorite reasons why football is better than soccer.

Football is just an overall better sport than soccer no matter what. Soccer is for boys, football is for men.