FC: HALLOWEEN | 2012
1: One silent, bit too silent Halloween night, ever thing is normal except for a new house in the block, number 201. A quiet scary looking house stood still at the end of the street, with no decoration no skulls or black cats, nothing.
2: As we walk towards it i start to get nerves and when we open the gate I suddenly hear a voice, it says don’t ! i say “guy i umm i need to tie my shoe lace go ahead and i will pass this one” “ok” they say
3: As they approach the door i look up and wave haply hiding the fear, they knock no answer again no answer, then as quite as that they were gone disappeared into the house. I screamed but nothing comes out i run over and bang and kick the door the BANG!
4: I wake up in a little room and my ears still gusting to the noise of the boys yelling and screaming. i stumble to get up and hit the ground hard. What, i thought it was hollow we all lift up the mat to find a latch. we use all our might to pull it up when we get it. it was a tunnel like shape. we scissors paper rock who goes down first ,me i get a run up and slid head first into the tunnel i twist and turn on my descent. I pop out in the man’s garden ‘ its all clear down you come i say “ down they come one by one and take off down the street all the way home then into my house. Then ,wow, i blink a couple times,.it was a dream, hahaha, it was all a dream i run as fast as i can into mums room, .boom! i hit the wall wait this it not my room or my house it was not a dream not a dream to all.
7: Don't think: Look! -Ludwig Wittgenstein
8: There is something of the marvelous in all things of nature. -Aristotle
13: Never a day passes but that I do myself the honor to commune with some of nature's varied forms. -George Washington Carver
15: Go and walk with Nature; thou wilt find Full many a gem in her enchanted cup. -Isaac McLellan
20: As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can. -John Muir