Hey, everyone! It's Jaylon with some great news! I'm trying to raise money so that I could go on a book tour to promote my book and I need your help in doing so. Just visit this link:
http://www.gofundme.com/5hbaa8
...and press on the button that says "Donate"!
Just know that every little bit counts! And... I'll probably write a post later on either today or tomorrow!
Go visit the site and remember, "Spread the word!"
-Jaylon
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
The Life of Brian
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Let's Play A Game!
Hey, everyone! It's Jaylon with something a bit orthodox, but fun all the same! Let's play a game! Okay, the game goes like this! Whoever likes this post or this blog or uses the engine, tell me in the comments box how we met and tell me your favorite post that I've written! To the people that d this, I will send you a friendly comment about how much I enjoy your company and your love and support for my blog! Because without you, this blog wouldn't be a success! Let's have fun and remember...use Jay-Search!
Monday, November 18, 2013
Story #1
Hey everyone! It's Jaylon! I'm sorry about what happened a couple of weeks ago with my post. For some reason, it was not showing up on my blog so I'm going to retype the story again. This story, like I said before, is here to either entertain you or to teach a lesson. Whatever works for you! Ok, here's the story!
It all started in the city of Wesbrook. Our story begins with an African- American boy named Iesop. Iesop was a straight-A student who lived in the middle-class neighborhood of Freednick Ave with his 2 parents. His mom was a seamstress that worked days and his father was a mechanic that worked days and nights. They may not have been rich in wealth, but they were rich in the love that they had for one another. Then Iesop came across a problem. He ran into the local gang that chased Iesop all the way home. They chased him, threw things like bricks and glass bottles at him which he would dodge to prevent getting hit in the head with a brick like on one occasion. He ran to his house when his mom saw him bleeding on his foot. His mom ran up to him, worriedly and said:
"Iesop! My baby! Who did this to you?"
Iesop said:
"Those thugs outside, Mama! They threw rocks, bottles, sticks, stones, whatever they had and chased me all the way home!"
"...those thugs! TRASH, ALL OF 'EM! Makes me sick just lookin' at em! Saggin', smokin' weed, cussin', robbin', stealin' from innocent, HARDWORKIN' PEOPLE! Don't worry, baby! Tomorrow, I'm gonna get you on the city bus so that you don't have to worry 'bout bein' chased by those hoods!"
Iesop, with a look of relief, said:
"Thank you, mama!"
Mama said:
"I love you, Iesop and I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my only child and I don't want to lose you! I love you!"
Iesop said:
"Thanks, Mama. I love you too!"
Tuesday
8:30 A.M.
Iesop and his mother walked outside to the bus stop and waited for the bus to get here. After waiting for 5 minutes by the bus stop, Iesop said:
"Maybe the bus isn't coming, Mama."
Mama said:
"Don't you worry, baby! It's comin'! Just be patient!"
Just then, a silver and blue Greyhound bus drove around the corner of the street and parked by the bus stop where Iesop and his mother was standing. Mama said to Iesop:
"Now, you wait right here, baby! I'm gonna go talk to the bus driver!"
As Mama stepped towards the bus, the doors to the bus opened releasing a thick mist of fresh air in Mama's face. Mama got on the bus and said to the driver:
"Excuse me, ma'am. My son needs to ride the bus to school."
The bus driver looked at Mama sternly and said:
"Your kind is not welcome on this bus!"
Mama looked at the bus driver and said, patiently:
"Please, ma'am. I just need you to drive him to and from sch---"
The bus driver interrupted Mama and said:
"He's not allowed on the bus! What part of that don't you understand? He's better off dead! GO BACK TO THE JUNGLE WHERE YOU BELONG!"
Mama, out of anger and sheer rage, punched the bus driver in the face and yelled:
"Now look! ALL I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO TAKE MY SON TO AND FROM SCHOOL AND FOR YOU TO NEVER, IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU SO PITIFULLY LIVE, DISRESPECT MY CHILD IN FRONT OF ME EVER! NOW, LET HIM GET ON THIS BUS AND YOU DRIVE HIM TO SCHOOL OR I SWEAR 'FORE ALMIGHTY GOD, I WILL SHOW YOU HOW WE DO IT IN THE JUNGLE! YOU HEAR ME?"
The bus driver, filled with paranoid, nodded her head cooperatively. Mama got off the bus, kissed Iesop on his forehead and Iesop got on the bus. He found a empty seat in the middle of the bus and sat down. He looked out the window and saw his mother waving at him from outside. He smiled and waved back at her. The bus began to move and headed down the street. The bus driver drove 2 blocks down Freednick Ave into 45th Street where two white men were waiting. The doors to the bus opened and they walked on. One of the men sat at the front of the bus while the other one looked at Iesop and said:
"Get up!"
Iesop, scared out of his mind said:
"Wha-Wh-Wh-Wha-Wha-What?"
The man said, again:
"I said "GET UP!"
Iesop said:
"N-N-o-o-o-NO!"
The man said, once again with a sense of animosity:
"Get up now!"
Then a voice from the back of the bus said:
"HEY!"
Everyone except the driver looked back and saw a black man get up from his seat and walk towards the man. The black man said to the white man:
"That's enough, Todd. Now, leave him alone!"
Todd said:
"Or what, Cliff?"
Cliff extended his fist back and said:
"THIS!"
He punched Todd right in his chest and Todd struck Cliff right in his nose, bruising it. Then a fight broke out between the two! Then a white man from the front got up from his seat to help Todd fight Cliff and a black man from the back got up from his seat to help Cliff fight Todd. And it wasn't until the whole bus was fighting each other. The black men were fighting the white men and the white men were fighting the black men. Iesop got on the floor and watched everything happen right in front of him, trying not to become involved. Everything turned into utter mayhem in a matter of minutes and out of the blue, Todd brought out a Molotov, used his lighter to set the rag inside the bottle on fire and threw it on the ground, setting the bus on fire. Everyone was now screaming shrieks of agony and pain. People on the bus were either on fire, bleeding out, crawling on the floor trying to reach the door, dead from 2nd or 3rd degree burns to major arteries, etc. Iesop was unaffected by the blast yet scrambled to his feet at the horror that he witnessed on the bus. He looked around and saw Todd on the floor with burns and major wounds on his legs, hands, face and body. He yelled out:
"DIE! DIE! ALL OF YOU COONS! YOU CAN ALL BURN IN HELL! HA HA HA HA!" Then he started coughing, gasped for air and died in his own blood.
Then Iesop looked back and saw Cliff on the ground also, badly damaged and in severe condition. Iesop went over to Cliff and said:
"NO! Don't die on me, man! Stay with me! Stay with me!"
Cliff said, weakened by the flames that bar-be-cued his lungs:
"No." *coughs* "You...child of God...must live for me. Goodbye...*coughs*...gentle creature. See you on the other...*coughs*...s...ide."
He took his last breath of air and closed his eyes ever so peacefully and was no more. Iesop cried as he stood over the body of his deceased friend. Iesop made his way to the emergency door which was partially destroyed in the blast. He pushed the door aside and got off of the singed bus that was now burned metal and roasted leather. He walked down the street and continued his journey to school. As he was walking down the street, a black mastiff spotted him and walked towards him with a vicious look in his eyes and foam covering the surface of his mouth. He growled at Iesop and barked wildly. Iesop, terrified and defenseless, did the only thing that he could think of---he ran. He ran as fast as he could through the neighborhood with the dog chasing behind him. Iesop started throwing down trash cans to slow the dog down, but it didn't work. Iesop hopped over fence after fence after fence, but the dog burst through the fences like it was water. Iesop continued to run for his life, feeling winded and out of breath when suddenly, the dog got his foot stuck in a hole that was dug in the street. Iesop looked at the dog struggling and whimpering to get out of the hole, but it was no use. It was stuck in the hole and all Iesop did was give off a sigh of relief and took a breath of fresh air. He walked to school with the bit of energy he had left in his body, hoping that there were no more dangerous surprises waiting for him.
As he walked towards his school, he saw that the entire student body was fighting against the police. Iesop went over to a student that was serving as a witness and asked:
"What's goin' on, man?"
The boy said:
"The police killed Robert!"
Then he pointed to his body that was laying on the sidewalk. His white suit and tie was coated in his own red blood and he was swimming in his own blood. Iesop watched with severe anxiety in his eyes the horrible violence that spewed out. Iesop's classmates were getting beaten by the cops, sprayed with hoses, bitten by their guard dogs, choked or they were watching like Iesop was. At that moment, Iesop had enough energy in his body to do one more thing. He spotted a megaphone by one of the squad cars, went over, picked it up, jumped on top of the squad car and said through the microphone:
"EVERYBODY STOP!"
Everyone stopped fighting and looked directly at Iesop. Iesop said through the megaphone:
"What are we doing? Why are we fighting each other? Why can't we love each other? Why can't you all understand that fighting isn't going to bring Robert back? It just creates a cycle of hatred that will last forever! There are some things worth fighting for and this is not it! We don't need to fight; we need to forgive!"
One of the boys stood up and said:
"NO! I refuse to forgive them! NOT AFTER WHAT THEY DID TO ROBERT! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND AND THEY KILLED HIM FOR NO REASON! HE DIDN'T NEED TO DIE, BUT THESE HEARTLESS BASTARDS KILLED HIM! THEY THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE A BADGE AND A GUN THAT THEY CAN KILL ANYONE THEY WANT! WELL, I HAD ENOUGH! WHO'S WITH ME?
Every black person on that street yelled:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"My brothers! I understand that you are upset at the loss of Robert, but he wouldn't have wanted you to fight against the police just to avenge his death!"
Then another boy yelled:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT ROBERT WANTED! YOU'RE NOT ROBERT! HE WOULD'VE WANTED US TO GET THE POLICE LIKE THEY GOT HIM!"
Everyone cheered:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"No, you're wrong! He would've wanted us to live our lives! Also, to have him in our hearts and in our minds. We need to prevent this time of thing from happening to future generations of African-American males and females! Say it with me! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE!"
One black male stood up and said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then two more black kids and a police officer said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then it wasn't until everyone on the street, whether they were in the fight or not, started chanting:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
*Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the story! And now, I have a little message to share with everyone!*
*Know that we may be of different colors, backgrounds, religions, ethnicities, cultures, but there is only one race and that's the HUMAN RACE!*
-Jaylon
*Also, don't forget to use Jay-Search! It's a lot of fun to use!*
It all started in the city of Wesbrook. Our story begins with an African- American boy named Iesop. Iesop was a straight-A student who lived in the middle-class neighborhood of Freednick Ave with his 2 parents. His mom was a seamstress that worked days and his father was a mechanic that worked days and nights. They may not have been rich in wealth, but they were rich in the love that they had for one another. Then Iesop came across a problem. He ran into the local gang that chased Iesop all the way home. They chased him, threw things like bricks and glass bottles at him which he would dodge to prevent getting hit in the head with a brick like on one occasion. He ran to his house when his mom saw him bleeding on his foot. His mom ran up to him, worriedly and said:
"Iesop! My baby! Who did this to you?"
Iesop said:
"Those thugs outside, Mama! They threw rocks, bottles, sticks, stones, whatever they had and chased me all the way home!"
"...those thugs! TRASH, ALL OF 'EM! Makes me sick just lookin' at em! Saggin', smokin' weed, cussin', robbin', stealin' from innocent, HARDWORKIN' PEOPLE! Don't worry, baby! Tomorrow, I'm gonna get you on the city bus so that you don't have to worry 'bout bein' chased by those hoods!"
Iesop, with a look of relief, said:
"Thank you, mama!"
Mama said:
"I love you, Iesop and I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my only child and I don't want to lose you! I love you!"
Iesop said:
"Thanks, Mama. I love you too!"
Tuesday
8:30 A.M.
Iesop and his mother walked outside to the bus stop and waited for the bus to get here. After waiting for 5 minutes by the bus stop, Iesop said:
"Maybe the bus isn't coming, Mama."
Mama said:
"Don't you worry, baby! It's comin'! Just be patient!"
Just then, a silver and blue Greyhound bus drove around the corner of the street and parked by the bus stop where Iesop and his mother was standing. Mama said to Iesop:
"Now, you wait right here, baby! I'm gonna go talk to the bus driver!"
As Mama stepped towards the bus, the doors to the bus opened releasing a thick mist of fresh air in Mama's face. Mama got on the bus and said to the driver:
"Excuse me, ma'am. My son needs to ride the bus to school."
The bus driver looked at Mama sternly and said:
"Your kind is not welcome on this bus!"
Mama looked at the bus driver and said, patiently:
"Please, ma'am. I just need you to drive him to and from sch---"
The bus driver interrupted Mama and said:
"He's not allowed on the bus! What part of that don't you understand? He's better off dead! GO BACK TO THE JUNGLE WHERE YOU BELONG!"
Mama, out of anger and sheer rage, punched the bus driver in the face and yelled:
"Now look! ALL I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO TAKE MY SON TO AND FROM SCHOOL AND FOR YOU TO NEVER, IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU SO PITIFULLY LIVE, DISRESPECT MY CHILD IN FRONT OF ME EVER! NOW, LET HIM GET ON THIS BUS AND YOU DRIVE HIM TO SCHOOL OR I SWEAR 'FORE ALMIGHTY GOD, I WILL SHOW YOU HOW WE DO IT IN THE JUNGLE! YOU HEAR ME?"
The bus driver, filled with paranoid, nodded her head cooperatively. Mama got off the bus, kissed Iesop on his forehead and Iesop got on the bus. He found a empty seat in the middle of the bus and sat down. He looked out the window and saw his mother waving at him from outside. He smiled and waved back at her. The bus began to move and headed down the street. The bus driver drove 2 blocks down Freednick Ave into 45th Street where two white men were waiting. The doors to the bus opened and they walked on. One of the men sat at the front of the bus while the other one looked at Iesop and said:
"Get up!"
Iesop, scared out of his mind said:
"Wha-Wh-Wh-Wha-Wha-What?"
The man said, again:
"I said "GET UP!"
Iesop said:
"N-N-o-o-o-NO!"
The man said, once again with a sense of animosity:
"Get up now!"
Then a voice from the back of the bus said:
"HEY!"
Everyone except the driver looked back and saw a black man get up from his seat and walk towards the man. The black man said to the white man:
"That's enough, Todd. Now, leave him alone!"
Todd said:
"Or what, Cliff?"
Cliff extended his fist back and said:
"THIS!"
He punched Todd right in his chest and Todd struck Cliff right in his nose, bruising it. Then a fight broke out between the two! Then a white man from the front got up from his seat to help Todd fight Cliff and a black man from the back got up from his seat to help Cliff fight Todd. And it wasn't until the whole bus was fighting each other. The black men were fighting the white men and the white men were fighting the black men. Iesop got on the floor and watched everything happen right in front of him, trying not to become involved. Everything turned into utter mayhem in a matter of minutes and out of the blue, Todd brought out a Molotov, used his lighter to set the rag inside the bottle on fire and threw it on the ground, setting the bus on fire. Everyone was now screaming shrieks of agony and pain. People on the bus were either on fire, bleeding out, crawling on the floor trying to reach the door, dead from 2nd or 3rd degree burns to major arteries, etc. Iesop was unaffected by the blast yet scrambled to his feet at the horror that he witnessed on the bus. He looked around and saw Todd on the floor with burns and major wounds on his legs, hands, face and body. He yelled out:
"DIE! DIE! ALL OF YOU COONS! YOU CAN ALL BURN IN HELL! HA HA HA HA!" Then he started coughing, gasped for air and died in his own blood.
Then Iesop looked back and saw Cliff on the ground also, badly damaged and in severe condition. Iesop went over to Cliff and said:
"NO! Don't die on me, man! Stay with me! Stay with me!"
Cliff said, weakened by the flames that bar-be-cued his lungs:
"No." *coughs* "You...child of God...must live for me. Goodbye...*coughs*...gentle creature. See you on the other...*coughs*...s...ide."
He took his last breath of air and closed his eyes ever so peacefully and was no more. Iesop cried as he stood over the body of his deceased friend. Iesop made his way to the emergency door which was partially destroyed in the blast. He pushed the door aside and got off of the singed bus that was now burned metal and roasted leather. He walked down the street and continued his journey to school. As he was walking down the street, a black mastiff spotted him and walked towards him with a vicious look in his eyes and foam covering the surface of his mouth. He growled at Iesop and barked wildly. Iesop, terrified and defenseless, did the only thing that he could think of---he ran. He ran as fast as he could through the neighborhood with the dog chasing behind him. Iesop started throwing down trash cans to slow the dog down, but it didn't work. Iesop hopped over fence after fence after fence, but the dog burst through the fences like it was water. Iesop continued to run for his life, feeling winded and out of breath when suddenly, the dog got his foot stuck in a hole that was dug in the street. Iesop looked at the dog struggling and whimpering to get out of the hole, but it was no use. It was stuck in the hole and all Iesop did was give off a sigh of relief and took a breath of fresh air. He walked to school with the bit of energy he had left in his body, hoping that there were no more dangerous surprises waiting for him.
As he walked towards his school, he saw that the entire student body was fighting against the police. Iesop went over to a student that was serving as a witness and asked:
"What's goin' on, man?"
The boy said:
"The police killed Robert!"
Then he pointed to his body that was laying on the sidewalk. His white suit and tie was coated in his own red blood and he was swimming in his own blood. Iesop watched with severe anxiety in his eyes the horrible violence that spewed out. Iesop's classmates were getting beaten by the cops, sprayed with hoses, bitten by their guard dogs, choked or they were watching like Iesop was. At that moment, Iesop had enough energy in his body to do one more thing. He spotted a megaphone by one of the squad cars, went over, picked it up, jumped on top of the squad car and said through the microphone:
"EVERYBODY STOP!"
Everyone stopped fighting and looked directly at Iesop. Iesop said through the megaphone:
"What are we doing? Why are we fighting each other? Why can't we love each other? Why can't you all understand that fighting isn't going to bring Robert back? It just creates a cycle of hatred that will last forever! There are some things worth fighting for and this is not it! We don't need to fight; we need to forgive!"
One of the boys stood up and said:
"NO! I refuse to forgive them! NOT AFTER WHAT THEY DID TO ROBERT! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND AND THEY KILLED HIM FOR NO REASON! HE DIDN'T NEED TO DIE, BUT THESE HEARTLESS BASTARDS KILLED HIM! THEY THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE A BADGE AND A GUN THAT THEY CAN KILL ANYONE THEY WANT! WELL, I HAD ENOUGH! WHO'S WITH ME?
Every black person on that street yelled:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"My brothers! I understand that you are upset at the loss of Robert, but he wouldn't have wanted you to fight against the police just to avenge his death!"
Then another boy yelled:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT ROBERT WANTED! YOU'RE NOT ROBERT! HE WOULD'VE WANTED US TO GET THE POLICE LIKE THEY GOT HIM!"
Everyone cheered:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"No, you're wrong! He would've wanted us to live our lives! Also, to have him in our hearts and in our minds. We need to prevent this time of thing from happening to future generations of African-American males and females! Say it with me! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE!"
One black male stood up and said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then two more black kids and a police officer said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then it wasn't until everyone on the street, whether they were in the fight or not, started chanting:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
*Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the story! And now, I have a little message to share with everyone!*
*Know that we may be of different colors, backgrounds, religions, ethnicities, cultures, but there is only one race and that's the HUMAN RACE!*
-Jaylon
*Also, don't forget to use Jay-Search! It's a lot of fun to use!*
Monday, November 11, 2013
Life
It's a wonderful thing to live. It's the most precious thing to be blessed with. It's the one thing that most people, no matter who you are, take for granted. People really don't seem to understand what a joy it is to be alive. To have a life with other people. To express your true and ultimate potential with the rest of the world. To upgrade and blossom from your previous form into a benevolent figure of grace and tranquil beauty. To take a breath. To dream. To imagine. To invent something. To kiss a member of the opposite sex. To walk. To smell a flower. To plant a garden. To ride a bike. To drive or learn how to drive. To learn period. To live life with a significant other. To smile. To brighten someone's day. To make someone else smile. To encourage someone to be better than the day before. To love someone. To have someone love you. To be able to walk with that person. To be able to talk. To be able to breathe. To be able to touch. To be able to see. To be able to hear. To be able to think. To be able to read and write. To climb a tree. To build a tree house. To go on a trip with friends and family. To spend time with your family and friends. To be able to meet someone new. To visit faraway places. To live your dreams. To make a person or people laugh. To be told by another person how much you made their day. To jump up and down enthusiastically. To do cartwheels and somersaults in your front yard just to do it. To enjoy an ice cream with a buddy. To go to public outings or events with your friend. To help out a neighbor. To play games. To go fishing. To go hiking. Skydiving. Out to the park to play football or to the court to play basketball or to the field to play baseball. To make homemade videos. To take a picture. To be in a picture. To listen to music. To write a story. To tell a story. To write a book. To read a book. (Like mine for example! Scroll down to the bottom of the blog). To sing a song. To make people happy while singing that song. To use your God-given talents to show others what you're capable of doing. To give others to look forward to in this life besides living. To make life so much easier instead of so disastrous and painful. To see 18. To see 30. Heck, to live long enough to see 100! What I want you all to understand is that life is not something to take lightly. Instead of being upset or angry with one another, realize what's bigger. The situation...or the fact that you wasted a large amount of your life fighting over something that could've easily been resolved. Instead of fighting each other, stop and realize that you may end someone else's life. Instead of wasting your life doing whatever, realize what you're throwing away. CREATE A BETTER LIFE FOR NOT ONLY ME, BUT FOR YOU, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY! CREATE A BETTER PLACE FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS OF PEOPLE! CREATE A BETTER FUTURE OR A BETTER WORLD! But that all starts when you have enough strength to put down the gun or the drugs or the pills that you shouldn't overdose on or the rope you plan to hang yourself with or the intention of jumping off a bridge or the knife you plan to cut yourself with. These are the people who take life for granted. Don't be like these people. Sure it may be hard, but you go to understand...it gets better. LOVE LIFE. ENJOY LIFE. VALUE IT. MOST OF ALL, ENJOY IT!
-Jaylon
-Jaylon
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Jay-Search
Hey, everyone! I just thought that I would introduce everyone to something new. It's my new search engine that I designed called Jay-Search. With Jay-Search, you can be able to search anything you want and you can also look up posts from my blog that you like to read or share with others. So, give it a shot! You might like what you find!
-Jaylon
-Jaylon
Sunday, November 3, 2013
A Halloween Story
Hey, everyone! It's me, Jaylon. I understand that Halloween was over like 3 days ago, but I still got a little Halloween spirit in me so I'm going to tell you all a little Halloween story. It's about a party gone horribly wrong! It starts off like this!
There was a boy named Kleece who, all his life, wanted to be accepted by the popular kids at his local high school. Well, it isn't until one of the popular kids hosts a Halloween party at this haunted mansion that Kleece's life totally changes forever. One of the popular kids, Trudy, who was a bright honors student, started handing out invitations to random people in the hallway. Kleece waited by his locker, hoping that Trudy would notice him. She didn't. Instead, she saw him, looked straight at him, eye socket meeting eye socket and walked away. Kleece caught up to her and said:
"Hey Trudy. It seems that you forgot my invitation."
Trudy gave a quick chuckle and said:
"No I didn't. If I didn't give you an invitation, it should tell you something."
Kleece said, confusingly:
"Well, what should it tell me because I have absolutely no idea!
Trudy said, slightly aggravated:
"It means that I don't want you there! That's what it means! I handed invitations to people that I wanted to be at my party so do yourself a favor and get lost!"
Tracy walked away from the hallway and into her 2nd period Math class. Kleece, feeling upset at being rejected by one of the most popular girls in school devises a plan on how to exact his revenge on Trudy and the rest of the popular kids. He went into a nearby clothing store and bought a Grim Reaper costume. When he got home, he found a large pole and connected a long, sharp blade at the end of it to make his "scythe". He got into his car and drove to the haunted house where the party was going to be held. He also brought a lighter with him for the big finale. By the time Kleece came to the house, there were cars parked in front of the house with loud music blasting from the shattered windows of the house, making the wood fall from the ceiling. Kleece got out of his car and made way to the front steps.
There was a usher at the front door of the house that let people in only if you were actually invited to the party. The usher said:
"Name?"
Kleece said:
"The Grim Reaper."
The usher was flipping through pages while saying "Reaper" continuously. Then he replied with:
"You're not on the list!"
Kleece said:
"Let me in!"
The usher said:
"You're not on the list, sir! Now, back away before I call security!"
Kleece picked up the scythe that he constructed and swung at the usher's head, decapitating him. He walks further into the house to see partygoers dancing all around the house, hanging out with friends, partying, etc. Kleece made his way into the living room of the house and said:
"All of you are going to die tonight!"
Everyone in the building turned quiet and started laughing at Kleece. They started making fun of his costume, his mask, his robe, whatever. All of that hate and negative energy infuriated him to the point where he unleashed into a rampage. He grabbed his scythe and started swinging at people. Everyone in the building's laughs turned into screams of terror and they started to leave the building. Kleece swung at a boy's neck, cut his throat and he died. He swung at a girl's leg and she was crawling to the front door, groaning in agony. He started slicing through people as if they were sheets of paper being ripped. Trudy ran straight for the back door. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Kleece walked slowly to the basement where Trudy was trying to get the door open. She started screaming and panicking! She screamed:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!!! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!"
Kleece stopped, looked directly at Trudy, took his mask off and said, in a devious tone of voice:
"Oh, you didn't, didn't you?"
Trudy, realized that it's Kleece said:
"You're that kid from the hallway!"
Kleece said, insanely enthusiastic:
"And you're that girl that's going to die!"
Kleece picked up his scythe, took a swing towards Trudy's head while Trudy released a frightful scream of terror from her vocal chords. Kleece looked upon the body of Trudy, grabbed her head, went upstairs to where everyone was at and said:
"This is what happens when you leave me out of things!
A girl screamed:
"Oh my god, TRUDY! (crying) OH MY GOD! WHY?!!!"
Everyone shrieked in horror after seeing the sight of Trudy's head in Kleece's blood-filled hand. Everyone ran away from the house, got in their cars and left the house. Kleece was now standing in a pool of blood that came from Trudy's head and the lifeless bodies of kids he recently murdered. He unattached the blade from his "scythe" and mounted Trudy's head on the wall. He picked up the pole, set the pole on fire, dropped the pole and lighter on the living room floor and walked out of the house, watching it burn to cinders by the fiery hands of evil.
Happy Halloween! :)
-Jaylon
There was a boy named Kleece who, all his life, wanted to be accepted by the popular kids at his local high school. Well, it isn't until one of the popular kids hosts a Halloween party at this haunted mansion that Kleece's life totally changes forever. One of the popular kids, Trudy, who was a bright honors student, started handing out invitations to random people in the hallway. Kleece waited by his locker, hoping that Trudy would notice him. She didn't. Instead, she saw him, looked straight at him, eye socket meeting eye socket and walked away. Kleece caught up to her and said:
"Hey Trudy. It seems that you forgot my invitation."
Trudy gave a quick chuckle and said:
"No I didn't. If I didn't give you an invitation, it should tell you something."
Kleece said, confusingly:
"Well, what should it tell me because I have absolutely no idea!
Trudy said, slightly aggravated:
"It means that I don't want you there! That's what it means! I handed invitations to people that I wanted to be at my party so do yourself a favor and get lost!"
Tracy walked away from the hallway and into her 2nd period Math class. Kleece, feeling upset at being rejected by one of the most popular girls in school devises a plan on how to exact his revenge on Trudy and the rest of the popular kids. He went into a nearby clothing store and bought a Grim Reaper costume. When he got home, he found a large pole and connected a long, sharp blade at the end of it to make his "scythe". He got into his car and drove to the haunted house where the party was going to be held. He also brought a lighter with him for the big finale. By the time Kleece came to the house, there were cars parked in front of the house with loud music blasting from the shattered windows of the house, making the wood fall from the ceiling. Kleece got out of his car and made way to the front steps.
There was a usher at the front door of the house that let people in only if you were actually invited to the party. The usher said:
"Name?"
Kleece said:
"The Grim Reaper."
The usher was flipping through pages while saying "Reaper" continuously. Then he replied with:
"You're not on the list!"
Kleece said:
"Let me in!"
The usher said:
"You're not on the list, sir! Now, back away before I call security!"
Kleece picked up the scythe that he constructed and swung at the usher's head, decapitating him. He walks further into the house to see partygoers dancing all around the house, hanging out with friends, partying, etc. Kleece made his way into the living room of the house and said:
"All of you are going to die tonight!"
Everyone in the building turned quiet and started laughing at Kleece. They started making fun of his costume, his mask, his robe, whatever. All of that hate and negative energy infuriated him to the point where he unleashed into a rampage. He grabbed his scythe and started swinging at people. Everyone in the building's laughs turned into screams of terror and they started to leave the building. Kleece swung at a boy's neck, cut his throat and he died. He swung at a girl's leg and she was crawling to the front door, groaning in agony. He started slicing through people as if they were sheets of paper being ripped. Trudy ran straight for the back door. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Kleece walked slowly to the basement where Trudy was trying to get the door open. She started screaming and panicking! She screamed:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!!! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!"
Kleece stopped, looked directly at Trudy, took his mask off and said, in a devious tone of voice:
"Oh, you didn't, didn't you?"
Trudy, realized that it's Kleece said:
"You're that kid from the hallway!"
Kleece said, insanely enthusiastic:
"And you're that girl that's going to die!"
Kleece picked up his scythe, took a swing towards Trudy's head while Trudy released a frightful scream of terror from her vocal chords. Kleece looked upon the body of Trudy, grabbed her head, went upstairs to where everyone was at and said:
"This is what happens when you leave me out of things!
A girl screamed:
"Oh my god, TRUDY! (crying) OH MY GOD! WHY?!!!"
Everyone shrieked in horror after seeing the sight of Trudy's head in Kleece's blood-filled hand. Everyone ran away from the house, got in their cars and left the house. Kleece was now standing in a pool of blood that came from Trudy's head and the lifeless bodies of kids he recently murdered. He unattached the blade from his "scythe" and mounted Trudy's head on the wall. He picked up the pole, set the pole on fire, dropped the pole and lighter on the living room floor and walked out of the house, watching it burn to cinders by the fiery hands of evil.
Happy Halloween! :)
-Jaylon
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