Something I love that I'll never forget

Something that I will never forget about being my age that adults may have forgot about is fishing. Some adults may have forgot that fishing is a great sport and loads of fun. It can also do more, for me it is a time to get to know myself. My favorite kind of fishing cat fishing because you have to sit there and wait for a bite.  This time is for relaxation and for me a time to get to know myself and clear my mind. The clam atmosphere and the relaxing sun reminds me that I don't have to go crazy t keep my mind sane. I love doing it and it helps me mentally I don't really see any negatives to it. The best time to go fishing is in the late spring early summer. The sun and the still peaceful atmosphere just can't be matched. I love this and sadly I see people no doing it anymore, but I suppose other people deal with their anger in different ways. And it makes e less aggressive too.

The Zoo

If there was to be one book that everyone must read, I think it should be "The Zoo" by James Patterson. This book is really intersting and help my intrest for the whole book. The reason it is so intersting is because it holds a great question, that I am still in question today thinking about it. What if animals could think and communicate to each other. They can all make noises and if they ever lern to communsicate to each other what would happen. The book starts off with several reports of when animals snapped because of abuse and they alpl end grusomely for the human. This book is my all time favorites because I still ask myself that question today. There are animals way stronger,faster, more cunning, and most important deadlier. I think this might help human kind to stop some of the abuse. As far as I know if animals could communicate the humans might not be the superior race.

3000

When I was asked about what do I think the world will be like in the year 3000, I had some ideas that I had thought about before. The fact of it is I think that the world will be rid of humans by this time, and animals will rome again. Most people would think of flying cars, and stuff like that but I tend to think that the world would be how it used to be with just animals and sea cretures. I think that the world will look like the movie "I am Legend". What I mean by that is things like millions of cars parked tring to get out of cities, grass growing out and through the roads, the buildings all worn down some of them fell down things like that. What made me think this way? There are many reasons to lead me to this thinking. The biggest one I thought of is this, panic. Humans fear the unknown and the will go into panic and that could lead to the end of the world. Things like, the coal running out. That may not seem to be a big deal to you but that is because you, chances are have never lived without it. People are not used to change and when forced to, well it does not always not end "peacefully". That is just one of the ideas that lead me to my conclusion. One other idea is war. This world comes with a price, war. The world will never be without war and that contruibutes to the end of the world. But nothing is ever said in stone because we wont know. I could be way wrong, mabey the world is not prone to change mabey we could, but with the path that we are on the chances are very slim.

my island

When asked about what a island that would be created by me, it had been somthing I had thought about before. First, it would have only dark and rainy days, or snowy cool days. Everything on this island must be earned. What that means is that before going on this island the people who go there would be issued a hunting bow and arrow. The arrows would be free of poison and stealheads. You would only have six arrows in you quiver. You must reuse the arrows. Other than the bow the only other thing that you are allowed to bring is a hunting knife. There is a hut on in the middle of the island, that I would be dropped off by. You would be dropped off by a helicopter. Inside the hut there would be some iteams of survival. First some steel pots and pans, a fishing rod and some bate outside to keep it cool and ready for use whenever you want to go fishing. The animals there would consist of Bears, wolf, deer, moose, spiders,snakes,hippo, and lastly tigers. This is survival of the fittest, but to reserve these beautiful cretures you are only allowerd to hunt only enough to keep you alive the rest must be fished for. But, I would not recomend a swim for there are sharks and electric elees that could kill you in a instint. 

Mr. Bill

There I lay, inside the musem that I always wanted to. These people thought I was amazing but I have seen a lot like be before, come to think of it I have seen millions of my kind just being handed away. I dont understand this what makes me so special? My mom told me I was always different, unique. I dont get this at all I am just a bill I dont like all the people staring at me. My mom told me I go would the farest in life because of my "unique" look. Well being on desplay all day long and all night does not feel like i'm going anywhere I dont know what she ment by that because I am not moving. I have to figure this out, why am I so different from my kind? So that night I escape my desplay case and catach a breez to drift on. I slowely assend to the ground nearing some water. My mom told me never to go near water but I had to figure this out. I look into the water. I now know why I am so different. I am a 2$ bill. It ll comes back to me. I have seen 12, 20, 50 even 100 dollar bills but never have I ever seen another 2$. I understand why I am so "unique" as my mother used to say. One of the night time guards steps on mr and sais"what are you doing out of your desplay"? He puts me back and now I am happy for I know that I am different and I am proud.

favorite class

So I was asked what class was my favorite this week. I have a different answer then most for different reasons, My favorite class would have to be history. I think the idea of learning about the people before us is very compelling to me. I also think that most do not understand the importance of it. I think this because the people who do not learn it are doomed to relive it or most people say repeat it. Most do not care about it but I think if you could understand what people in the past had to go through then I think you might appreciate it more, because all the wars that we went through was not easy for anyone. I also like history because the stuff I am learning i think I really need to know to help me in the future and help people form repeating it because we do not have the best past as we could have. So I hope that people can learn that the past was not as good as it could be and try to change that, I for one would not like to make the same mistakes again.

zombies

The infection hit three days ago. Most of the population has been zombified but I have managed to stay alive with my single son. After his mother was infected he was careless mad stupid mistakes that could of got him infected, he was depressed. So was I but he gave me meaning to fight on to live another day in this recently new meaningless world. But my motive has ended. He was infected last night. Throught my own stupididy and carelesness I locked him in a room hoping one of these days that he might come back to me. But the neighbors are getting suspicious. I dont answer my door anymore. Not that I did often before the infection hit but they would still come over when the daylight is out so see if I was still alive. But the guilt is killing me I dont know what it like to be a zombie, it could be the worst pain in the world and i've been letting him sit in that room wailing on for hours everyday like normal zombies do but this is my son we are talking about, or at least it used to be. I remember how hard it was to put his mother down right in front of him. I cant take this anymore I have to end this I cant let him be one of thoes.. thoes things anymore this is not what he is and I wont allow it anymore. I take a picture of us before this hit I whisper 'my son' to myself and then relieze that the moster in that room is no longer my son. On the way to the room the very vivid memoryes return to me I remember christmas day I ran down this halway with him to the christmas tree his eyes lit up as bright as the tree. These memoryes are nice but they are not anymore I know he wants to be with his Mom. That day I went in that room and did what had to be done. surprisingly I am satisfied, content I know I did the right thing. A weight is lifted of me. The next day all my nehboirs come to my door and this time I answer it they ask me "are you ok you have not answered your door in quite some time". I respond with "the best i've ever been."