Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Raisin in the Sun
I think the money should be split in half. The five thousand shoul go towards the house and the other five thousand should go towards the liquor store. If they buy the liquor store they would be able to get even more money to buy a good house and they would already have a good job. It would also be a good opprotunity for Travis because he would be able to sleep on a bed or even in his own room. He would also get a job at the liquor store if they open one. He would be able to help around the house and the store. Also Mama and Walter would be happy with what they get. Mama would get a house with a garden and Walter would get a store to make enough money to help support his family.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The Cabin was deserted
BY Madeleine DeJesu
Chapter 1
Scary Night
During Halloween my friends and I decided to go in the woods to get scared. All of us decided to go around 11p.m to about four in the morning. When we left it started to get foggy and the fog was so thick that you couldn’t see five feet in front of you. The temperature started to drop and it was about thirty five degrees outside by then. As we walked further in to the woods and noticed a deserted cabin.
The cabin looked like it hasn’t been occupied for at least twenty years. When we got closer it was filled with ivy that had taken up most of the cabin. The windows were broken and the door was hanging off the hinges. The yard was filled with weeds and it look like there used to be a nice garden but the plants were all dead. Whenever you step on the stairs or on the floor you would hear a creek. You also heard there scurrying of either mice or raccoons coming out of the cabin and coming out of the floor boards.
Chapter 2
Going Inside
My friend Dan suggested that we go inside. My friend Stefanie said yes with much enthusiasm and another one was kind of timid when we got inside it looked as if the owner got up and left. It smelt like dust and like something had died. The couch had at least twenty years layer of dust and it was leaning to one side. There were cobwebs everywhere on the chairs, the picture frames, and on the floor. So there was no place to sit. We looked on more and found a room filled with old pictures and old moth eaten clothes that dated back to the forties or fifties. You see the kitchen with an old refrigerator along with the stove and the washer for your clothes. In the room we found an old dresser that had everything hanging out of it. I saw what looked like a diary and I opened it to find that it was actually someones diary. The diary was falling apart and the cover was brittle. I opened the diary and found out that an old World War 2 veteran used to own the cabin. He wrote in the diary about how it was when he came back from war. It turned out that his fiancé thought that he died in battle and she moved on and went to go marry someone else. When he returned home he didn’t find her there and was heartbroken. He never moved and he lived in the cabin all alone and no one there to keep him company. That is the sad story of the deserted cabin.
BY Madeleine DeJesu
Chapter 1
Scary Night
During Halloween my friends and I decided to go in the woods to get scared. All of us decided to go around 11p.m to about four in the morning. When we left it started to get foggy and the fog was so thick that you couldn’t see five feet in front of you. The temperature started to drop and it was about thirty five degrees outside by then. As we walked further in to the woods and noticed a deserted cabin.
The cabin looked like it hasn’t been occupied for at least twenty years. When we got closer it was filled with ivy that had taken up most of the cabin. The windows were broken and the door was hanging off the hinges. The yard was filled with weeds and it look like there used to be a nice garden but the plants were all dead. Whenever you step on the stairs or on the floor you would hear a creek. You also heard there scurrying of either mice or raccoons coming out of the cabin and coming out of the floor boards.
Chapter 2
Going Inside
My friend Dan suggested that we go inside. My friend Stefanie said yes with much enthusiasm and another one was kind of timid when we got inside it looked as if the owner got up and left. It smelt like dust and like something had died. The couch had at least twenty years layer of dust and it was leaning to one side. There were cobwebs everywhere on the chairs, the picture frames, and on the floor. So there was no place to sit. We looked on more and found a room filled with old pictures and old moth eaten clothes that dated back to the forties or fifties. You see the kitchen with an old refrigerator along with the stove and the washer for your clothes. In the room we found an old dresser that had everything hanging out of it. I saw what looked like a diary and I opened it to find that it was actually someones diary. The diary was falling apart and the cover was brittle. I opened the diary and found out that an old World War 2 veteran used to own the cabin. He wrote in the diary about how it was when he came back from war. It turned out that his fiancé thought that he died in battle and she moved on and went to go marry someone else. When he returned home he didn’t find her there and was heartbroken. He never moved and he lived in the cabin all alone and no one there to keep him company. That is the sad story of the deserted cabin.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
The Stranger was suspicious
By Madeleine DeJesu
On a cool summer night I decided to go take a walk. It started to get a little eerie out all of the sudden. The summer sun was setting in the west and the sky turned into a sunburst of colors and then a couple minutes later it went dark. I started to here the owls and the trees blowing in the breeze. Then when I was walking down the street I noticed a dark figure a couple feet ahead of me. The dark figure was walking a little bit slower than I was so I knew I had to pass it. When I got closer I noticed it was a man probably in his mid twenties. He looked kind of tired and pale. He stopped and asked me a question. When I looked at him he had dark circles around his eyes and very, very pale skin. His hair was all messy and he was wearing a nice white button down shirt and black pants. He seemed kind of suspicious. He looked kind of scared, nervous, and sad about something. He asked me which way was it to the nearest highway was. But I told him that he was on the highway. He said “o” with a sad and scratchy voice, and then he just kept on walking. The stranger was very suspicious and it scared me a little and I turned around to go home very fast. I looked back around and then he was gone. That freaked me out even worse. I told my sister about it and she told me that someone died from a hit and run on the highway. She told me that he probably had to deal with the mob or something similar to it. She said he was in his mid twenties and he was killed from gun shots. My face turned white and I never went on that road again.
By Madeleine DeJesu
On a cool summer night I decided to go take a walk. It started to get a little eerie out all of the sudden. The summer sun was setting in the west and the sky turned into a sunburst of colors and then a couple minutes later it went dark. I started to here the owls and the trees blowing in the breeze. Then when I was walking down the street I noticed a dark figure a couple feet ahead of me. The dark figure was walking a little bit slower than I was so I knew I had to pass it. When I got closer I noticed it was a man probably in his mid twenties. He looked kind of tired and pale. He stopped and asked me a question. When I looked at him he had dark circles around his eyes and very, very pale skin. His hair was all messy and he was wearing a nice white button down shirt and black pants. He seemed kind of suspicious. He looked kind of scared, nervous, and sad about something. He asked me which way was it to the nearest highway was. But I told him that he was on the highway. He said “o” with a sad and scratchy voice, and then he just kept on walking. The stranger was very suspicious and it scared me a little and I turned around to go home very fast. I looked back around and then he was gone. That freaked me out even worse. I told my sister about it and she told me that someone died from a hit and run on the highway. She told me that he probably had to deal with the mob or something similar to it. She said he was in his mid twenties and he was killed from gun shots. My face turned white and I never went on that road again.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Hey!!!!!!
This is my first blog and i hope u guys like it. its mainly about your favorite actors, singers, athletes, and any one or any thing that you are a big fan of.
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