11.12.2008

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A World With no Adults

Imagine yourself all alone and think of having nothing. As for example; no parents, adults, or who ever is older than 18 years old or so. Nothing, absolutely no adults. Thinking of all that can make kids scared and have no one to be there for them. For myself I am but a child and the same as everyone else, no parents and nothing. It has struck me far and hard for the world having no adults to be there for you when something is wrong.
My name is Jonathan and I’m just 11 years old and I live in a cold, damp, dark house and there’s no one to take care of me, except for my friends. With all the curiosity going and questions, I want to know how or why there are no adults in the world. So, I get ready and go to one person who knows the answer for that. His name is Mr. Akmenraw (who is young too)
When I get ready, I remember that there’s a gang that is waiting to pick on me. So I decide not to go. But anxious to find out, I get an idea who can journey along with me. That person is my best friend since I was 7. Her name is Charlene Locke and she has been my best friend. She does not like to do sports, but she loves to swim. So I just run along to her house that is three blocks away. It takes me 15 minutes to get there and tell her to come with me to Mr. Akmenraw. I get to Charlene’s house and see that there is a note on the door. It says, “I am at the school pool, I will be back at 5:00 p.m. Come back and I’ll get to you. Love, Charlene” “Darn”, I think. What am I supposed to do next? “Okay lets see, I could go to the school pool, but it takes me 45 minutes to get there. Yawn oh well, I’ll just be back at 5:00 p.m. I’m getting a little sleepy. Hmm..I have two hours left. So I’ll just wait at home.” I get home and jam out on music. A few minutes later, I have fallen asleep. I dream a wonderful dream, and see adults. But there’s something missing, KIDS! Oh my gosh! I start running around like a maniac. Going crazy, in my head, through every parts of my body is freaking out. I wake up screaming and see that it is 9 a.m. Oh my gosh! With the world with no adults, I am nothing.
There’s no one to be there for me when I have bad dreams. Must. Get. To. ARIZONA! I pack ad just forget about Charlene. I go and go. Never looking back at my home. For many days it has kept me calm. For a month I finally get to Arizona.
I find the person who I have searched for. I come into his house and there he is, Mr. Akmenraw. The person who knows why there are no adults. He says, “Can I help you? Are you lost?” I stutter and mumble for I have many questions to ask him. “Yes.” I answer him. “Is there by any chance you can help me find out why there are no adults?”, I say. He looks at me and says, “Why do you ask me that? Come with me and I will show you.” We walk down to this room. Where it seems to be a huge. He turns on the light and my heart filled with joy. Mr. Akmenraw says, “Have a look see, you will see I am working on them.”
On this merry day I have searched one too many. For now I can be safe. In that room there were many people. All sizes and shapes, black and white. For three years I’ve been wondering what “adult” means. For now I know, they are who takes care of you. I am living here, in my house, with my parents. In that room were many adults and parents. I have chosen to write about this because that was my life when I was 11 years old. My name is Jonathan and I am now 17 years old. What you have read is a mystery about my life. With no adults in the world, what would we have done? Think about that.

This is just a made up story I had to write in writing class...its just one of my writing storys. BLAH! idk. I like thsi story. So I just wanted to share what I wrote for Erins class. Hope you enjoyed it. ya'll im out. :D :P

1 comment:

Why Me!! said...

Pretty awesomee story you got there. I like It great imagery...Especailly the part where you described where he lived and all..I bet you will be a better writer than me when it comes to writing papers...Well yea like this post keep it up:P

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