Thursday, 12 September 2013

What it's Like Being a Teenager

I really enjoy being a teenager because I can have fun and still be responsible. I like being a teenager because I could go to high school, make friends, get a locker and go to classes. All of those experiences are good and fun but my best experience is going places and rides with my friends. And that's what being a teenager is about. Hanging with friends and not caring about anything else. But not anything else just the small details. Being a teenager also comes with a price and that price is bullying or getting bullied at. That is probably the only thing that is hard abut being a teenager. I never had experience about bullying but I have encountered some small racism jokes over the years in high school. But I would toughen up and take it like a man. My experience as a teenager is not good or bad but just right. 












Wednesday, 11 September 2013

A Stick a Flag and a Railroad Track

Once upon a time there was a kid named  Sam Swarek. He was 15 and big for his age. He has black hair and a scar on his chest.

He was hanging out with his friend on a Saturday night. His best friend, Oliver was a bit older but skinnier. Sam was bored and didn't know what to do, so he decided to go with his friends to the park. 

Their parents won't let them go out at night so they decided to sneak out by placing pillows underneath there bed sheets, and go through the window. Everything was going well until Oliver's mom called him down to fix the TV. He didn't give an answer and jumped through the window on to the cold, moist grass. Sam went right after.

While they ran to the nearest park called Ender Park, they saw a man standing out in the distance. They got scared but didn't stop to see him properly. They finally reached the park and noticed that there was some blood on the swing set. They panicked. 

They got scared and started running away from the park and towards their house. While they were running they saw a small door like a bomb shelter. They stopped running to the swing set and headed to the small door underneath the slide. 

When they opened it Oliver said "Are you sure we shouldn't go home and tell my mom"? Sam nodded his head and said "You're fifteen years old, we don't need to tell your mom". So Sam went in first and took out his iPod flashlight because of the darkness. Oliver came right after and shut the door behind him.

 They started walking towards the tunnel. Thirty  feet into the tunnel Oliver said "I'm tired and hungry". Sam punched him on the shoulder lightly and said "Don't worry, we are almost at the end of the tunnel". They saw some sort of red light and ran to it. They left the tunnel and were blinded by the light. 

After they opened their eyes they were amazed. They saw a huge railroad track. But before they could finish  watching the view, the man came again. They tried to see what the person looked like but he had no face. It was the Slender Man. 

Their heart skipped a beat. They regained focus and ran toward the rail cart. They hopped in it and left. But the Slender Man was faster than a cart. He grabbed Oliver and took his face. Sam looked behind and saw that Oliver and no face. He started to cry. 

Sam..Sam..Sam wake up. Sam opened his eyes and was sitting on his bed. "You were having a nightmare" said Oliver. He looked around and it was still night time. Sam was freaked out but said goodnight to his best friend and went right back to sleep. THE END