george

George was a strong, high spirited junior in high school. He did track for his school, he was the main kid on the team. Everyone knew him, everyone loved him, he helped the team win almost every single tournament they did. With out him, their school wouldn't have been winning as much as they have been these past two years. He was hoping to run track until the end of senior year, but his dreams had now been crushed. His monthly check up with the doctors didn't quite go as planned... They told him he has a heart problem and could only run track until the end of this season, then he's done. Whenever George was mad or nervous he would tap his fingers on any surface that was around him and right now his fingers were tapping simultaneously on the doctors shelf of tools. He ran of the doctors office and got into his car and left. when he got home, he went straight to his room, he didn't eat dinner just straight to his room. His mom came running in less than five minutes later and asked what was wrong. He told her exactly what happened and he could see tears forming in her crystal blue eyes, he looked away. "He said I couldn't run track anymore after this season." She put her pale shaking hand up to her mouth and started crying. "I'll be champion. I'm going to win this year since it's my last year, my last time ever." Georges mom pulled him in for a hug, "I'm so proud of you." She smiled and left the room.
George had a track meeting today with his tea, he still hasn't told his coach about his heart condition because he didn't want to be treated differently. Georges team went out for a run but he sat this one out because he didn't want anything to happen to him or his heart before the final run this weekend. When everyone was done running and they were running, breathlessly back up to school to get changed and go home George got called over, "Hey George!" coach yelled. George jogged over to him, "Yeah, coach?" "You okay today? You're normally the first one on the track." "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired today." George said, lying. "Okay, just making sure. See you at the race Sunday?" "I'll be there." Then George went up to the school to get his car and went home. As soon as he sat down at the table, "How did your run go today? How did your coach take the whole heart thing?" Georges mom asked. "I didn't run today, trying to save myself for Sunday and I didn't tell him yet, I decided to tell him after I run." She smiled and nodded her head, "What do you want for dinner tonight?" "Are we going out to eat, or cooking?" George asked, "Out." "Chinese, I want the same as usual." She left and came back almost fifteen minutes later and they ate.
It was Sunday morning, the most hectic morning around Georges house since last years tournament, which he didn't win. George made sure to stay hydrated and skip out on the practice run which worried his coach a little. While waiting for his turn, George drank Gatorade and watched the others run. It was now his turn to run. He got set, the whistle went off and he darted. His heart was pounding, millions of thoughts running through his head, sweat dripping down his face. It seemed like he had to push himself harder and harder with each step he took, which wasn't normal for him. George was a whole lap ahead of everyone, his heart pounding faster and faster, his feet beating the ground quicker and quicker then he tore through the finishing mark. He made it, he was champion, he won! He immediately drank three cups of ice, cold water, his heart beat went back to normal after a few minutes and his mom, coach, and everyone was cheering him on. After the race, George found his coach, "Uh, coach? Can I talk to you?" They sat down, " So, I have a heart problem which means I won't be running track after today. I didn't want to tell you because I wanted to run this last race." He smiled, "That's true dedication."

you're fired

Tim woke up, happy to go to work for some reason. He ate a nice, healthy breakfast then did his daily morning routine then headed to work. He parked and walked into work, grabbing a strawberry iced sprinkled doughnut then headed to the office. His job for now, was organizing papers, running errands and making the schedule for every one's work day. He was ahead of the game today, finished everything early so he got ready to go home to his loving wife and cook dinner. He grabbed his bag and another doughnut to end his work day with. as soon as he was almost out of the building, his boss stopped him, “Hey Tim, can we talk?” Tim finished eating his delicious creme filled donut and put his bags down then walked into Chris’ office, “Yes?” Tim said with a smile on his face. “You’re fired.” The smile disappeared from Tim's face and he was now frowning. Tim looked at the floor, he wondered how he was going to tell his wife. They have been going through financial troubles since Tina, Tim's wife, got fired from her job two weeks ago. He walked out of the office, grabbing his bags and his stuff from the office, then left. He said to his wife that they would make it through, that he wouldn't fail but he did. He sat in his car for almost thirty minutes just thinking about how to tell his wife what happened. Tim finally went home and decided to take his wife out for dinner instead of cooking, they went to Olive Garden. While they were eating their entrees, Tim spoke, “Tina, you know I’ll always do my best to support us, to keep anything from happening to us, right?” She looked very worried, “Yeah...What’s wrong? What happened?” Tim grabbed Tina's hand and looked down at the table, “I got fired today and he couldn't tell me why or what happened.” He looked at Tina, “I’ve already scheduled a few job interviews for tomorrow though.” She smiled and spoke, “I scheduled two or more job interviews tomorrow, also.” Their main course got to the table and they ate and enjoyed the delicious, well cooked food. They ordered and ate their desert then headed home. They watched TV until they fell asleep.

The next day, they both got up and left their house by ten. Tim went to the first job interview and it was a success! They immediately gave him the job so he didn't even go to the second interview. As for Tina, she had to schedule three extra interviews to get one job, but it paid well. Tina was in a foul mood when she got home but Tim was excited and as happy as could be. Everything worked out great in the end because they both had jobs and could fully support themselves again without worrying about running out of money or anything happening to them or in general that they couldn't handle or afford to fix. Tim ended up getting promoted to assistant manager after only a few months at his new job because he was energetic and excited about work and always made sure that he got the job done and that he was on top of everything. Tina got a raise in her paycheck so that was pretty exciting too.

Cafe

I decided to go to my local cafe this morning to get some coffee and a muffin and edit some pictures. When I finally got my coffee and muffin I sat down at a two person seat so that no one would sit beside me. I pulled out my lap top and opened my photo editor. After only a few minutes of editing, I began feeling kind of uncomfortable like someone was staring at me so I turned around to see that there were two guys looking at me. I quickly turned back around and I grabbed my phone and called my friend to see if she wanted to hang out because I didn't want to be alone or leave alone. She said she couldn't come. when I hung up I threw my phone on the table then the two guys moved up two seats behind me. I tried to pretend like I didn't notice them but it actually made me quite nervous so I continued to edit some more photos. I ate the last bite of my muffin then drank the rest of my coffee and quickly packed up my laptop and charger and ran outside to my car. I wonder why they were following or watching me. Thankfully, my mom pulled up to the cafe randomly so that was pretty good for me. When she got out, I ran up to her and told her what happened. After I told her everything, she went over to the two creepy guys and started yelling at them. All they did was nod their heads so me and my mom continued. I went inside with her for about twenty minutes then I had to go. When I got to my house I immediately locked all my doors and ran up stairs to my room and turned my TV on. This feels really weird having someone follow me and I don't even know why they're following me or what I did to make them follow me. Almost an hour later I guess they found out where I lived because the same exact car pulled up to my house. I called the police as soon as their door opened and they arrived almost five minutes later. They took the two dudes off my porch so I could come outside to see what was happening. As soon as I walked outside, the shorter guy started yelling at me saying he was going to kill me. One of the police men told me to go back inside my house because it was no longer safe for me to be around the two guys.
About thirty minutes later one of the police man drove away with the two guys while the other one came and told me that they had been following me for past four months and that I should watch where I go for a few days just in case anything happens. I told him I wouldn't go anywhere in general unless I had to or if I was with my mom or someone i trusted. He left. I called my mom and told her everything that happened from the time I got home to when the police man left because I felt like she was the only one I could trust now. She told me to not leave my house at all that if I needed something she would get it. I said okay and hung up. I ran upstairs to my room and turned my TV down a little and got on my laptop. I checked my twitter, YouTube and anything else I normally get on. By the time I was done it was ten PM! I went ahead and took my shower and brushed my teeth but right as I was about to lay down and watch a movie, I heard some whispering in my closet, "You're in danger."  I heard it say. Then before I could even grab my phone to call anyone or to do anything someone jumped out with a baseball bat and slammed it across my head. I was barely conscious when they left but the only thing i remember hearing was the faint voice of a man saying that he told me he would kill me one way or another because of what I did. What did I do? That would be a mystery for ever now because I'm dead and no one can speak for me to say what I did because only I knew.

Monster

Little Frank was just a little monster in training. He had to learn to scare people, to be an actual monster. One day he got loose from his dad and ran into the open world alone. Little Frank ran into someones open back door, up the stairs and under someones bed. He was laying there for almost three hours now so he crawled out and began playing with some toys. About ten minutes later someone came running into the room with a broom and before they could do anything, they screamed and dropped the broom and ran downstairs. Frank now had a confused look on his face, he didn't know what he did wrong. Frank was playing with a toy firetruck, barbie doll, and a toy car. “Vroom Vroom.” Said frank. A tall guy with short black hair ran in and started hitting frank with the broom. Frank was now crying. He stood up, put all the toys away that he pulled out and sat in the corner and started crying more. The lady who came in first, came back into the room and saw Frank crying and in the corner. She put her hands over her mouth and walked over to frank, “Awe, please don't cry.” He stood up and walked to a corner under the bed. The lady walked over to the bed, “I’m sorry please come out. I’ll bring you a nice slice of pizza.” Frank peaked under the bed, “Pizza?” he asked. “Yep. A hot, fresh slice of cheese pizza.” Frank scurried from under the bed and sat on the ladies lap and hid his face. She picked him up, “Do you forgive me?” He looked up, “Pizza.” She smiled, put him on the bed and walked out of the room. She walked in four minutes later with two slices of pizza, a cup of water and a bowl of macaroni. He zipped through the pizza with his almost sharp teeth and barely chewed the macaroni. “Wow, must have been good.” She laughed and took the dishes back to the kitchen. The man walked up to her, “Lucy what are you going to do with that monster, beast thing?” She rolled her eyes, “He’s not a beast.” Then before she could finish, Frank came running down the stairs with a smile on his face then he ran out of the door and back to his home.

“Frank, where have you been?!” His father, Franklin, worriedly asked. Frank smiled, looked at him and said, “Pizza yum.” Then he ran to his room and went to sleep.

proposal

I took my girlfriend out to a romantic dinner last night to propose but it didn't go quite as planned. When we ordered our deserts, the waiter walked away. I got down on one knee and she started crying. "Tori will- " Then the doors busted open and two army guys walked in. One looked at me and pointed. They walked over and grabbed me, "What's going on?!" Tori yelled as she started crying more. "It's fine don't worry. I'll beback soon." She was on the floor crying with people surrounding her and comforting her. The two soldier guys took me to a car and we drove for a few hours. Three hours later, we arrived at a small block building and they still wouldn't tell me what was going on. They took me to a dark room and there was only two chairs and a man. "What are you here for?" The man asked me after the door shut. "I don't know that's what I'm trying to figure out. He smirked, "A few months ago, Halloween night." I shrugged my shoulders, "So?" He sighed, "You and one other guy committed a murder crime to one of our soldiers." My eyes got wide,"What?!" "We brought in the other guy and he claimed it was you. So we had to bring you in." I rolled my eyes, "First of all, I have never murdered anyone, I have no reason to. Second, Who's the other supposed guy?" I said. They brought him in and it was my brother, "Mark! What are you doing here?!" He looked down, "they caught me. Halloween I committed a murder crime and I didn't want to give out my friend so I blamed you because you were the first one that came to mind." I was now pissed, "I was proposing to my girlfriend, Mark, PROPOSING! And they all of a sudden took me away." I sighed, "How do you think she feels right now, huh?" He started getting teary eyed, "I'm sorry. I- I didn't know." I slapped him, he was now crying, "you go in there right now and tell them what happened and who actually committed the crime with you. I'm not playing." He walked into the room with the guy in there, "Um..." The guy looked at him, "Yes?" Mark looked down, "Troy wasn't the one that committed the murder. It was Jason Hides." The man sitting in the chair stood up, "What the hell is wrong with you?! You know this could be taken in as a death penalty." I walked forward, into the room, "get out." Then I backed out of the room again. "Do you have anything to say for yourself, sir?" Mark looked down, "Let my brother go. You can do anything to me and my friend but it wasn't my brothers fault." The guy called for someone to come get me and I got back into the car and drove another three and a half hours back to my House. I knocked on the door because Tori liked to keep it locked in case anything happened, Tori opened the door, "Troy!!!" She jumped into my arms, "What happened? Where did they take you? Why did they take you?" I walked into the house and explained everything to her even the whole thing with my brother accusing me. Her jaw dropped, "I can't believe he would do that to you." "I can." She frowned, the a smile came on her face, "So, what about that question?" I smiled, and got down on one knee, "Tori Williams, will you marry me?"

time period

This day has been so tiring and its one in the afternoon I layed down to take a quick twenty minute nap. When I woke up, everything was so old timey and everything in my house was different. I layed right there on my couch for at least three hours waking up, going to sleep, and repeating trying to see what happened, if this was a dream. I finally got up and walked outside, there were people riding horses in the streets which were now turned into sand and no one was wearing the newest fashion except for me. I walked up to a guy sitting on his porch in front of my house, "Sir, do you know what day it is?" "Yep, it's July tenth 1894." I smiled, "Thank-you" and I walked away. Wow, it was literally just November fifth 2014, this has to be a dream. I ran back inside my house and checked everything out. This is so weird. I kept my clothes on from 2014 and walked out of the house. I decided to walk around the town and check everything out. It was so peaceful and quiet, I like life better like this. I walked into a restaurant and everyone was saying hey to me and I heard one person say "wow she actually came out of her house after what. three days. What happened?" i gave them a weird look, "What? I've been here of course duh!" I tried to play it off like it wasn't my first day living her, in this lifestyle. "No we meant why haven't you came out of your House for the past three days, anything important happen?" I made another face, "Nope just needed some time to myself that's all, but every thing's back to normal." They all started to give me strange looks, "What?" I asked very confused. "Your accent. What happened to it?" I stood there, "Uh- Accent?" They all backed up, "You're not Loise, you're a fake cause Louise has an accent like everyone else. What did you do with her?!" I laughed, "You all are crazy, I am Louise. I'm trying something new with my voice because why not ha ha." They all started to chase me and i ran outside. It suddenly got 50 degrees hotter and then I actually woke up. But when I woke up the reason I was so hot in my dream was because I left the oven on because I was going to cook food but fell asleep and a fire was spreading through my house.