Heres the end of chpater one and the whole chapter two

I curse as I fall to the ground a feel a sharp pain in my knee. I know I must go on but I can’t. I hear movement behind me. I grab at the club that my fingers have been glued to this entire time.I turn around quickly, frightening the cat that was out side for the night doing its business. Jut as I’m about to say hi the guy crashes over the fence and lands face down in the dog turd. I laugh and before I realize Im running again. This time I run into the small wooded area beside my friends house. As I run into the damp little forest with little snow on the ground, my mind is flooded with memories of years past. Like the time we ran around playing hide and seek or the time we tried and failed to buid a treefort, only getting the ladder and the floor done. I run towards the area I think the tree is in. Some light from a street lamp helps guide the way. I find the ladder in near ruins just the wood closest to the nail still there. I choose my footing carefully and climb up into the tree.


Chapter 2


I watch him drive by at least ten times in the next hour. Then I watch him stop. Right outside the forest and right in front of me. If the light of dawn was just a bit better this time of year he’d see me. As he gets out of his car and makes for the forest an unfamiliar sound pierces through the silence. It his cell phone. Playing one of those really cheesy voice tones from some cartoon. He curses and then picks up the phone quickly changing his tone of voice.
“ Boss,”He says,” No I haven’t got the kid yet, What… The cops… Ok then I guess I’ll get out of here… You sure you don’t want me to get the kid?... Ok, you only needed to say that once… Bye.”
He hangs up looks into the bushes one last time, gets into his car and leaves.
I breath a huge sigh of relief, and realize I’m shivering from both an adrenaline rush and the cold. I jump out of the tree right into a snow bank. Bruising my toe badly on a piece of ice. It just felt like I dropped a pencil on my toe but I know its bad because my foots so numb anything that I can feel is gonna leave a mark. I call my friend first from my cell pone… I completely forgot that I had it in my pocket. It miraculously still dry and has half a battery left. I phone my friends cell… He picks up after three rings.
“ Wha…?” He says, still half asleep.
“ Can I come over?” I ask, “ Its sort of an emergency…”
“Ok… Wait what type of emergency?” He inquires…
“ One that I ran out of the house with no shoes on type of emergency, Or in your language… Ummm… Code Orange or whatever, The guys that are after me would have four stars if they were in a game…. You know…”
“ Ok, ok when will you be over?”
“ How bout five minutes?” I hang up.


Two Minutes later I’m at his front door.
“That was less than five minutes,” He says as he opens the door.
“ Yeah well is your dad here?” I ask, “ Cause this is the kind of thing he’s into.”

My friend, Terry, is the son of the head of the RCMP in our town any shit like this goes down he is usually the first to know.
“ I called my dad.” Terry says,” He’s going to go by your house then come over here”
“ OK,” I say,” Leaning against his kitchen counter, “ You got any thing to drink?”
“I’ve got a couple of energy drinks… and some cola”
“ TAB cola?” I ask.
“ Is there any other kind?”
We go down into his basement and turn the tv and the Playstation on, and the lights off.
“ I’ll grab my sword just in case he says”
Even though I know two teenagers with a knife and a sword are no match for how ever many bad guys there are, I feel safe.
We put in some violent game where you can basically do anything from steal cars to drive trains. I drive a train right off the tracks into an rv park, and we both laugh when he starts towing a semi with a tractor and the semi acellerates sending it flying into a wall. But after a half hour or so his dad walks in the door.

Ok... It appears I have some cleaning up to do.

Ok time for one of my eduactional sessions. This time we tackle myths and secretive creatures of the world.


Big Foot: Basically a Copy of Sasquatch and the Yeti. The americans couldnt stand having nothing but a couple of river and lake dragons( different from ogopogo and Nessy) so they made up there own ape like creature. Some guy dressed his buddy up as a big ape with boobs and took a picture. Got famous and so did the legend. Sasquatch there is actual video footage. Yeti, There are some villages in the region of Mt Everest who actually leave food out with a virgin every year to keep the ape at bay. Every Year both aer gone. People have found footprints as big as ice picks, and much more.

Nessy and Ogopogo: The two most famous water dragons horse heads, water horses or dinosaurs of the Earth. Ogopogo Could just be a sturgeon seen by some natives who ate the wrong mushrooms , and Nessy may be a fake. The men who made up the rumour and took the first pictures, the last of which on his death bed confessed that it was all a hoax. Could be him protecting the monster or could be a legitimate fake.

River dragons and lake dragons mentioned earlier: Gotta raed up on those. Too busy now becuase Im busy and need to find the book I found out about them in.

TIC,SO. FN.

Sorry I havent been blogging as much as Im supposed to

I've been really busy. Im trying to plan filming at least three movies this break, at least two of the following, well cat hunter is a definite so one of the other two. Cat Hunters 3, Special Police Department or SPD, and The second wagon racing movie.

Cause I feel like it

I REAlly feel like psting random pictures I won in a game yesterday so thatsa what Ill do!

Forgot to mention...

Got on the honor role And I also realized that I made a lot of spelling mistakes in the first couple of pages. Just addressing that.

I know its not much but I think its okay

I know its not much but I think its okay. I realize I probably need to make the beginning longer and less stupid but I think its okay.







Ok, So I’ve been through most of those classes where they explain to you the basics of a book. The book has to have a start a middle and an end. The middle being the most interesting part getting its kick start from the beginning which is the hardest part to get through, at least that’s what I think, and the ending the easiest part to get through even though you don’t want it to go away… Well if it was a good story you don’t. So I’m gonna tell you this story the way it happened, like most stories, with a beginning middle and end. Of course why should I be telling you that. It’s not as though you expected anything else. I just thought this might be a good introduction. Anywho… lets get his started.


And Now…
The Beginning…


I walk towards the bathroom wearing only one sock. My toe nail had caught on the sock so I had taken it off and forgotten to remove it. I could hear a ruslting downstairs, probably just my mom and her Boyfriend talking in front of the fire. Nothing new there. As I sit down and do my business I hear a different sound. This ones a rustling out side. Usually I would think Its our dog, Gunter, or one of the cats. But its not, I know cause I just saw Gunter before I came in here, and I just put the cats to bed 20 minutes ago. Strange. As I walk out the bathroom door I here a sound downstairs Its an angry voice and not my moms voice or Dan, Dan the Moms boyfriend man. I go down to investigate. Ok, now you should know a bit about my house. It’s a 3 story house built god knows how long ago, and only really sound proofed on the outer walls and attic. So upstairs you can almost clearly make out a conversation at normal volume.

I walk down the stairs and start walking through the hall, my good sense gets the better of me and I blurt out,
“ Mom, is everything okay?”
My voice is greeted by a thirty something guy who’s fairly built and looks like he grew up in the wrong side of town.
“No,” He Grunts,” It isn’t.”
He make a lunge at me but Im quick to react. I jump out of the way and he smacks his knee on the piano bench.
“SHIT!” He yells, Mostly at me.
I turn and bolt not realizing that my mom and her boyfriend may be in mortal danger. I leap out the back door grabbing a fairly large and thick wooden club on my way out. Strategeticaly placed by the door for just the emergency. Curtousy of your’s truly.

As I explode out of the back door I realize Im only wearing one sock some jeans, and a hoodie with a t-shirt underneath. Completely forgetting it’s the middle of December and we’re living in Canada. Ok so I wasn’t entirely prepared for this. But you can’t say I didn’t entirely expect it to happen one of these days. I mean when your mother is one of the most influential women in the country, maybe even the world, and her boyfriend happens to be a three time lottery winner, all huge jackpots, you really cant not expect this sort of thing to happen. Probably a kidnapping or something. I don’t care. I heard the built guy yelling at someone to follow me, and I can’t run for much longer, or maybe I can…


I run all the way down town and then to the school and then walk up to the hospital, only to find that my dad is in the Emergency helicopter going down the valley. I thank the lady at the front desk profusely, lieing and saying my shoe fell off in the entrance and I don’t need her to call the police. As I leave I see a fairly large guy step out of a car. He looks in my direction. I can tell he’s trying to be descreet about it but he’s failing. I bolt. Hearing him yell something about how he’s going to kill me.

I run towards the road through the parking lot, either that or the ice covered stairs that took me 10 minutes and a stubbed toe to get up. As I run through the maze of cars I catch him in the corner of my vision getting into his car, a fairly new chevy with a crudely painted passenger side door and front bumper, obviously he’s had a couple of D.U.I’s. As I get through the second row of cars I hear a screech of tires and a crash and turn for a second to see he’s crashed into the car behind him. But that doesn’t stop him. He instantly turns for the exit of the parking lot. This one’s gonna be close. As I run down the middle of the road with him on my tail I make a sharp turn into the bushes running up a small path that I would sometimes use as a shortcut toget from my friends house to the hospital to meet my dad. When I reach the top of the hill I find myself face to face with a deer. We both stand there for a moment taking a breath. It obviously knows that not many deer make it this far into town and therefore it should be scared. Then the silence is broken with a screech of tires down the street. We both bolt in opposite directions. I run up she runs down. Both of us hoping for the safety of a warm home somewhere with company who definetly won’t kill us.

I manage to avoid the guy in the car by running through peoples back yards. Of course not entirely to my advantage is this path of choice. I trip a feel something luke warm and half frozen kind of squish between my fingers. Frozen Dog turd, great. If that’s not the icing on the cake my almost frozen naked foot manages to break through the thin ice of a kiddie pool that no one deflated or emptied after summer.

OK...

So far coke is kicking ass. Take that pepsi lovers. Alright so whats new with me? well I've started writing a book. I will post the first couple of pages after school but right now Ive gotta get ready for school. Bye

TIC SO.FN.