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Time is worth more than imagination.
Worst morning ever or is it? I saw a cool skateboard on my laptop, then asked my mom if I could have it and she said no. I was sad. In the kitchen I am about to eat eggs then my cat jumps on me and eats my eggs! I decide to get cereal to eat, as I am about to eat my cereal my dog jumps on the table and eats and drinks my cereal. So instead of having eggs and cereal, I get an omelet to eat, I go wash my hands and brush my teeth before I eat and when I come back I see my sister holding my plate and she threw my omelet in the garbage. I skip breakfast and head to school. On the way, my sister throws a tantrum because she wanted to bring her cat with her but dad said no. Instead of my dad focusing on the car, he turns his attention to my little sister.We accidentally crash (Minor crash). The car is still working. So my dad drives to my school. We reached school and I get dropped off. As I go to my locker, Someone is blocking it. Some bully I knew from kindergarten. I tell him to move but he won’t listen. I try to find a teacher but there isn’t one. I
ask him one more time and he doesn’t move. I skip my locker. I need my books badly from my locker but the bully won’t move. I get mad and leave to go to class. As I enter class I get seated. The teacher talks about tests and other stuff and which questions will be on the test. The teacher later asked for homework. If you didn’t finish your homework, you will get detention. I was opening my backpack and as I look for it, I then realize it isn’t there; I left it at home. I tell the teacher I can’t find it and I left it at home. She didn’t believe me and she told me to go to detention.
Will Sam’s bad luck change? Will everything go out as he planned, A normal day? Or will his bad luck continue further more? I left class and headed to detention, I was very mad and sad, I mean I worked hard on it and at the end, I didn’t have it with me. The principal was the one watching everyone in detention. He gave a speech saying why everyone’s here “You are all here because either you did something wrong or you forgot your homework” the principal said. “You will write lines telling why you’re here and what you did wrong” “Get out a piece of paper” said the principal. I went to my backpack to get a pencil a piece of paper and As I did I found my homework. I told the principal and he let me go. I went to Physical Education class next. It was 2nd period. I went to the locker room then I realize my clothes isn’t in my gym bag. I had to wear nasty loaner clothes. As a punishment my teacher made me run a mile. I tripped and fell unconscious. My head hit the rock on the track while running. I woke up later, like about 5 minutes. I finished P.E. class. The thing that made Sam happy was the book fair. He brought $5 for this poster of a game. he realized it costs $10 for it. He had $5 only. He started to cry then while he was going to the bathroom, he found $10 on the ground. He bought the poster and the day passed. As he came home, he found a great surprise! His mother bought him a ps4. Sam’s birthday was today ,but he didn’t realize since of all the stress. His worst morning ever became the best morning ever! When he came in his house, he was in shock. His mom bought him the skateboard. This worst morning ever became the best morning ever! The End.
Look on the Bright Side.
A nightmare or mirage? I woke up this morning getting yelled at from my mother calling me a lazy bear.I literally was an empty used battery, I took a shower,put my clothes on, ate breakfast , and went in the car to school. When I arrived to first period which was social studies (my least favorite subject) I realized I had forgot my homework, because this morning I was blind as a bat. The teacher yelled at me and he assigned me 1 hour of detention after school. Just as my day was worse, because from being late, I didn’t know I had a test for math and I didn’t even study. I was in Geometry and then I had a visual of me becoming executed in medieval times but by my teacher using a stamp with an F on it. My legs were shaking and suddenly I realized P.E. was next. I went to change and become excited because we played my favorite game. It was called Sharks and Meadows except we have to tuck flags in our shorts. The teacher always made me a shark first. I pulled off almost every tag except one fast, skinny tall kid. I went for him and as I dove for the flags. I accidently pulled down his shorts. I felt really guilty and sad. I mean come on, the whole class including the teacher laughed at him and he was a good friend. I apologized expecting him to forgive me, Instead he said, “Bob We aren’t friends anymore, don’t ever talk to me again.” Just as my day got worse, I lost a great friend. It was 3:00 and the bell rang. I was so happy I burst into tears when I saw my mom in the SUV. I ran to the car and as soon as I finished my homework, I went to sleep.After an hour passed,I woke up and played videos games the rest of the day. I brushed my teeth and went to sleep early. I woke up this morning and realized yesterday was more than worse.
I woke up this morning and saw that my mom made me my favorite breakfast; eggs mixed with steak along with fresh orange juice. I felt refreshed and ready. I went to social studies class and as soon as I Walked in late the teacher was yelling “ALL OF YOU DIDN’T DO YOUR HOMEWORK EXCEPT BOB AND OTHER STUDENTS FROM OTHER PERIODS”. I felt curious why he stated that even though I forgot it. I didn’t bother to question him about it.I went to geometry and there I felt nervous. I saw the teacher towering over me, he gave me a look I’ve never seen in my life. It was like a congratulations look which were rare.He announced to the class I Was the best person who scored perfect on a major test this trimester. In fact he said “A star student shouldn’t have detention, I’ll cancel it”. I feel happy to the point I Wanted to fly out of my seat. P.E. was the class that made me feel horrible due to my loss which was my friend. Today we played basketball and the friend who went through the accident asked me to be on his team and I replied “You still want me?” he said “ Yea man! we kill in basketball”. I went with it and became very happy. Today was on my side. As I went home I realized as if that horrible day I had yesterday was maybe… a mirage?
It’s just a Mirage.
Ball up There was a teenager who loved to play street basketball. He was called by “professor” for his superhuman handles (skill at dribbling). He and his team had a big game with a professional Chinese team. He was rushed/pumped for it as usual. Most of the time he would break ankles (making enemy player fall on ground without touching) because of his skill. To get ready for the game next week he would practice by doing simple street ball games usually 1v1. He decided to put on his spiderman costume. He states he wears that because it causes attention and humor. He also wore it, because spider man had amazing reflexes, just like a spider. He jogged to the park with a ball and decided to take a few shots from the free throw and 3-point,but he missed all of the shots. When he tried making a lay-up he air-balled which was why he was about to have a nervous breakdown. Some good streetball player saw him before play insane and challenged him to a game in a 1v1 out of 5. The Professor accepted the challenge. As usual whenever the professor plays everyone crowds the game. The professor had the ball first. When he tried crossing him the ball flew,because he didn’t touch it. Then the challenger grabbed the ball and crossed the professor leaving him ankle broken then to make the professor eat the dust, he dunked over him and that was gamepoint 0-5. The professor went home with an unstable thought to how he didn’t win and what happened to his superhuman handles.
He decided to sleep and practice tomorrow. He become confident for tomorrow. He woke up in the morning and went to practice shots and he scored all of the free throws and 3-point shots. When he went for a lay-up he made all of them and even dunked. Then the challenger came trash talking to the professor saying he’s terrible and the professor challenged him. The professor did some insane moves and ended up breaking his ankles. And to make the challenger feel pathetic, he dunked over him then broke his ankles. The next 3 days was the big game in China. During those three big days he practiced and made all of the shots. He beat every single streetball player including hot sauce. today was the big game and he arrived to China. The professor and his teammates came with killer moves and won 18-1 against the professional Chinese team on their home court. It was a victorious day, but come on? We’re talking about the professor with the superhuman handles. The end.
The sky's the limit.
Never Discouraged I Was 14,a freshman at high school and I’ve always loved being a doctor. Although most parents would love their child being a doctor, mine loved a NFL football player. I was fit for it and my dad saw it,but my hobby was being a doctor. I was strong, athletic, and handsome. The coach himself of the professional football team wanted me to join, but then I rejected,because I Wanted to be a heart surgeon or a doctor for my career. I always studied it and admired the structure and cures of the human body. It was unique, extraordinary. It was also perfect, everything worked fine. My main motivation to become a doctor was seeing sick, injured people. The jocks at high school wanted me in, but I rejected. Just yesterday one of the jocks said to me “Hey Bob, you want to join us or be a dork studying 24/7?” I replied “It can help people, and even you one day”. I made my dad a bit disappointed,but he was fine with it, because I Was smart and strong still. During biology class, we talked about the human organs and vestigial organs as well as cancer. I stated a fact about cancer and how to avoid it by not smoking or doing drugs, and a lot of people yelled at me “Shut up Bob you boring fart”. I was sad and even the teacher didn’t stand up for me,because I proved her wrong on several discussions.
I felt sad, the next day during lunch one of the jocks got cut by a metal with rust on it on accident on his chest. Getting cut by rust was extremely deadly and everyone surrounded me even though they humiliated me. Everyone depended on me, so I asked for a safety kit. I began working and wrapped him as well as apply some alcohol and other medicine. The jock thanked me and I got a hip hip hooray from my classmates and friends. When the emergency service came they thanked me and told me I did a great job. My parents came and said “We’re proud of you son.” I then felt the good embrace of appreciation. Years passed and I ended up becoming a doctor attempting to discover cures for diseases.
Live out your chosen destiny.
Better Safe than Sorry There once was a boy who went by the name of Joe. Joe was a strong,tall, and intelligent kid. He was the captain of a High School professional football team. No one dared to even mess with him.Although as tough as he is at school,his parents were overprotective to the point when he hung out with his friends he had to check with his mom every single minute. Joe yelled at his mom saying “Who would mess with me? I’m a strong 6 feet and 3 inch boy.” His mother still didn’t care and replied “You’re still 14 and your father is stronger yet I hear men like him being kidnapped every single day”. I stated “the odds are low for me to get kidnapped out of a million people in this state”. I didn’t care what my mother said about that and went to play football with friends.We played and became hungry later on.We decided to eat at KFC and play in the empty abandoned grassfield.We arrived to KFC and ate.We then decided to head over the grassfield and play football. It was becoming late and the almost all of the squad left home. It was me and two other friends left only. When I threw the ball to my friends, I Saw the look on their face as if they saw a ghost.
They began running and when I looked back, I saw a giant man who looked like a tank behind me. He hit me very hard on the head and I saw them grab me as I collapsed. I woke up an hour later and realized I was in a warehouse tied to a chair with a bunch of big people with guns and knives. I realized I was kidnapped by a mafia.I then saw my life flash before my eyes and thought about how I talked to my mom saying, she was wrong when she was actually right. I then realized my mistake and I heard the mafia talk about me dying. I cried and suddenly, I looked outside and saw a police helicopter.The entire warehouse was surrounded and they mafia surrendered. As soon as the mafia was arrested I saw my mom run in and hug me. I said “you were right mom, i’m sorry for arguing with you”. I asked her though how did she find me? She replied saying she put a tracking device on my phone. I then realized mothers can do better tracking than the FBI. I was kinda mad how she did that, but then I realized it’s better to be safe then sorry. The end.
Advice can be a key to success and fortune.
​ Life is Beautiful through experiences.