Conspiracy Theory

It was another sweltering day in Afghanistan. Osama and his son Mustafa were both hiding in their cave hidden in a desert. Osama and Mustafa survived mostly on scorpions for food and snake blood for water, but anything was better than the torture they would both receive if turning themselves in to the United States. Osama and Mustafa were always meticulous about arming a bomb, if there was any minor flaw they would not send the bomb. It was early one morning when Mustafa woke up of his bed of twigs and went out to look for snakes. He turned on his solar powered radio, thats when he heard there was going to be a big ceremony in Times Square, Mustafa knew this would a great time for a sneak attack.

Mustafa quickly ran back to his cave and let Osama know about his plan, Osama thought it was brilliant, so the next couple of days Osama and Mustafa dedicated their days to arm the bomb. Thats when Mustafa was sent to New York to complete the mission.

As soon as Mustafa got to New York he assimilated himself the best way possible, as a tourist. He wore an I love NY shirt and cap, with knee high socks, and a camera hanging around his neck. When Mustafa got to Times Square he hid the bomb in the "Toys R Us" store. Mustafa quickly ran outside and prepared to detonate the bomb. But something held Mustafa back from clicking the bright red button, it was Justin Bieber, Mustafa lionized Justin Bieber which was singing in the middle of Times Square. Since Mustafa had Bieber Fever he could not continue. Mustafa went to the concert and started dancing and screaming. But, this happiness of Mustafa was soon destroyed when a jumbo jet crashed into Justin Bieber, it seemed as Osama sent Mustafa's cousin Ackmed to double check that everything went as plan, and if it didn't he was to crash the jet into Times Square.

When Mustafa got back home there was great dissension between Osama and Mustafa, Mustafa argued that he shouldn't have killed his favorite pop star. From that day on Mustafa cried himself to sleep.

Osamas Conspiracy

It was 2 hours before the State of The Union Speech, no one suspected Osama Bin Laden was secretly roaming Washington D.C preparing a conspiracy. He was going to plant a bomb under the podium in which the President of The United States would make his annual speech. Osama knew if this came out as planned he would send the US into a state of shock and anarchy.

Osama needed to apprehend how to arm and detonate a bomb in a short time period. Osama was on his way to the speech when he tripped over a hot dog stand and was brutally splattered by a cement truck, from that day on there was never another terrorist attempt.

The Not so Peaceful Morning

I was having my daily jog around Central Park when i saw a lonely, young boy. I know I knew him from somewhere , but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then, I remembered it was Holden Caulfield. I gingerly approached him for Holden was a strange boy. I surmised that he had gotten terribly drunk last night, for he had huge red bulgy eyes, and stunk of liquor. His condition was abhorrent to me, but I still said hi. I didn't think we were going to strike up a long conversation, but he wouldn't stop talking and talking. After what seemed an interminable 15 minutes, I told him I had a meeting to get to. But, he wouldn't stop talking about how he had gotten shot in the guts, he was really getting under my skin. Then he started asking me about my sex life, at that point I had enough and walking away. Then I heard him say "walk away flit." Yes, I should have kept on walking, but I was infuriated so I turned around and punched in the face. I saw him on the ground, he appeared to be knocked out. I was quite pleased I had extricated myself from the situation, but felt bad since Holden and I where roommates at Elkton.

Holden's disposition is despicable his brusque questioning is suppose to intimidate you, but I can see right through it. I think Holden is like this because of his turbulent childhood. Holden lets say simulates the perfect rat, in my mind he should go to a psychiatrist, to check himself out. If you ever meet Holden it is imperative that you avoid him at all costs, it shall save you a headache and a good chunk of your day. Holden is the type of kid that impels you to whack him across the face, in my opinion Holden is quite reclusive, and should be embarked to an institute of some sort and have him fixed up.

Well, after I whacked him in the face I was lackadaisical about finishing my job, so I just decided to go back home. As you could probably tell Holden ruined my serene mroning.

My Brother

He was serene,
prudent, and funny.
A gentle giant,
never rebuked anybody.
His number of friends
grew in
profusion every year.
But,
his audacity costed him his life.

He was like the oceam.,
unpredictable,
sometimes wild
other times calm.

After the crash
he wasn't funny
he wans't kind
he wasn't the same.
He was always
rankled.
His face,
his face was so lackadasical,
that he didn't look,
the same.

He was my brother,
he was my friend,
he was my mentor.
I would depict him as,
the perfect human.

Catcher in The Rye

Holden
stares at the
football game
on the solitari hill.
Is the wolf
away from the pack.

Holden is like
a twelve year old
in a sixteen year old body.
horses around alot,
and doesn't always act mature.

Holden the sea of problems
the one that flunks all classes.
the one who gets kicked from school.
the one who smokes.
Holden.

confession

1.) I love interrogating people, its funny when they get mad or I prove them wrong.
2.) The confession list gives me less things to confess about, it’s easier though.
3.) I think Mrs. Meadow’s class is too long, even though its sometimes fun.
4.) I suck in Spanish class, I don’t really know why. Maybe its because its my first period and am tired.
5.) I am actually happy my parents left on their trip, now I have the whole house to myself and am able to do anything id like.
6.) I eat chips, ice cream, cookies, and a lot of cereal since my parents aren’t here.
7.) I hate Worly Wise Test’s

DA HW

Since my parents where going on a trip around the world we decided to have a nice dinner the day before they left. It was a Sunday night so when I got back home I was planning to go to sleep. Sadly this was not the case being that when I got home and laid on my bed I remember the brochure.
I impelled my body to go to the computer. I inserted the USB, and corrected my brochure. I kept moving the brochure pamphlets around so it would come out perfectly. I glanced at the time it was 11:49. I saved the brochure and went back to sleep, only I couldn't sleep now -.-. This experienced changed because it has taught me not to leave things for the last minute.