My (awsome) Birthday

On the 23 was my birthday. For me and I guess a lot of other people. The night before your birthday its extremely hard to sleep. So I was pretty tired on my birthday. (not that it matters its hard to be grumpy on your birthday). I had tortilla casserole for dinner and pumpkin pie and pecan praline ice cream for dessert. For my birth day I got three things: a nice yo-yo, a nice parachuting army man (not the really dumb kind you usually find) , and a real sword and knife! I was pretty excited with the last one as you might imagine. That pretty much sums up my birthday. This week is my birthday PARTY. Now, send me a present!

The Killers concert

A couple weeks ago my dad and I went to one of our favorite bands concert! The problem was, first we had to listen to these really bad openers (bands that play before the main band). Then the band started. It was so much fun! Everybody was dancing and jumping around to the extremely loud music. Concerts ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What I forgot

While I was kayaking after we were done we found a whole bunch of wild blackberry bushes and got about thirty splinters of thorns form them.

Kayaking again

Yesterday I went kayaking with my friend on a river. Here is a list of thins we did:


1.Have a contest to see could go out farthest in freezing cold water. (I go 2nd place)

2.Go down huge rapids and almost get tipped.

3.Hit a rock.

4.G0 down first waterfall.

5.Go down second waterfall and and huge rapids and almost hit a rock.

6.Go down last waterfall and white water rapids filled the kayak with water.

7.Go home.


Besides that I also started 6th grade and love it.

New story idea

Because of severe boredom I have been thinking about a new story idea the story is about the life, (and death) of the grim reaper. Yes, I know, very strange. But hey, when your bored, you can think of the craziest stories for entertainment!

There it was, right in front of him. Enon hadn’t seen a deer that big since last summer. Enon was a skinny, tall, brown haired, eighteen-year-old boy who lived in the village of Degalon. He lived with his poor father and two younger brothers, Kean and Bistin. With his mother’s absents and his father tending to his brothers, Enon had to hunt for their family. The strange thing about Enon is when hunting, while other hunters preferably used a bow and arrow, he used an old sword to hunt that is great great-grandfather used in a war. Enon was a great hunter and was silent as an ant and cunning as a wolf when it came to hunting. He did his usual routine, he climbed up a tree and shot down with his sword pointed down and stabbed the deer.

He had always wanted to be a warrior. He wanted to join in the battle against Xactrics, the rebel against the united peoples of Kandoria. Who recruited many orcs, goblins, werewolves and other battle loving creatures to fight for him thinking he would help their people only to have everything taken from them and being forced to work for him. Enon argued he could get them “Karu” (as they called their money) for the family. His father said they’d only end up losing him.

Enon walked slowly to his small, wooden hut near the edge of town. As he approached the house he saw outlines of two people in front of the house. As he got closer, he saw who they were. One was his father, looking scared to death. The other was a dark red figure, clad in black armor and sprouting from his shoulders were jet black wings. The creature had a sword to his father’s neck. Though a strong man, his father was whimpering. The other creature was saying something to his father with menace.

As Enon got closer, the creature started to look around seemingly trying to find him. Enon hid behind the house as quickly as possible. The red person took one more look around and flew away. As soon as it was out of sight, Enon ran to his father. “What was that?” Enon said. “I’ll tell you that and lots of other things I should have told you along time ago.” said his father. They both slowly walked toward their small hut.

“So, what was that thing?” asked Enon. “I’ll tell you later, first you need to know some other important things,” said his father. “First of all do you know about the last weaponarn?” Enon shook his head. “ Well weaponarns are a group of fourteen people each one specializing in a different weapon, but these fourteen people had too be brought together by one person who was chosen to do so. One weaponarn is formed every time in great need in battle.” “ Wouldn’t well, now, be a good time for one?” Enon asked. His father nodded. Right now, everyone in all of Kandoria was at war with the xactrics and his forces. “The last weaponarn was destroyed when they tried to destroy xactrics. The leader was rather arrogant and thought he alone could take on xactrics.” Said Enon’s father. They were silent for a moment. “It is said that the descendant of him will be a member in the next weaponarn, possibly the leader. It so happens that your ancestor was the weaponarn leader.” Continued his father. Enon looked up for a moment, wide eyed. “Me?” he asked in a surprised voice. His father nodded, “It is very possible that you or one of your brothers is in the weaponarn, but most likely you” “Why me?” Enon asked. “It could have been you great great-grandfather but it wasn’t and you’re the second most experienced with weapons so you’re highly likely to be him. Since you’re the most likely I want you to go to the kingdom of Micston to see if you are the true leader of the weaponarn!” said his father excitedly. “I don’t have any karu though, sorry I…” Enon’s father handed him a small velvet green bag. “Where did you get this?” Enon asked. He was so surprised, where would they get that money when they were so poor? “We would’ve had a lot more money if it weren’t for this” Enon’s father patted the bag. “I probably don’t need this much money,” Enon said. “Food, water, packs, horse, weapons, supplies, you need a lot. Oh and that sword, (he pointed to the rusted blade at Enon’s side), will not suit you.” His father said. “You still haven’t told me what that thing was.” “ Oh, that was a devoil, made by mantory the dark king in his reign to fight for him. Later they killed him due to his cruel treatment to them.” his father said. “Why was it here?” Enon asked. His father paused for a moment staring at the ground as he said, “ He wanted me to tell him where you are so he could kill you. I told him where another boy lived for you.” Enon was angry. Why had his father let another boy be killed for him? He shot an angry glance at his father scowling at the sight of him. “ You should have told him where I was!” Enon yelled. You let someone else die just so I could live. He probably had a family who loved and cared about him!” “Many more lives will be taken for you. With out you, no one will survive except xactrics and his forces. That boy’s life was a small price to pay,” said his father trying to stay calm. Enon was still infuriated. It was cruel thing to do even though it made sense. “I suggest you go to bed,” his father said. “ You have a lot to do tomorrow,”

Enon walked silently to bed. He looked around his room. He wondered how long he would be away. It could be months, years, or even decades till he got back. Other questions ran through his head. Was he really the leader of the weaponarn? If so, would that devoil be back for him or his family? What would happen to him? So many questions ran into his head as he climbed under his covers. Despite terrible night he slept soundly. The next morning Enon’s father woke him up earlier then usual to get ready and leave. His father gave him a small smile as he got him up. His father gave him a bigger breakfast then usual of porridge and bread. As his father handed him a small leather pouch Kean and Bistin ran in “Where’s Enon going?” Bistin asked. “Son,” Their father said, “He’s

Why does summer have to be so short?

With 3 weeks left of summer left. And nothing amazingly fun happening this summer (accept the Drapers coming) I'm running out of ideas for things to do. I just got passed the "amazingly long and boring part of my book" finished it's time to start really thinking about it. It really stinks that I haven't gone to the library for a while. Please write any ideas for books I should read. I'm out of ideas once I finish crime and punishment.

Ticket TIme!

We went to the a place a lot alike chuckee cheese's. This resulted in kid's running off in every direction and getting lost. I learned when ever you do something like this go to a spinning wheel yes it's gambling put you usually get 50 or more tickets. Those places are rip-off. Thing that cost 200 tickets can be found at dollar tree.

QUICKSAND!!!

Today I went to the beach, unfortunatley, since I didn't bring sandals I was wearing tennis shoes. This resulted in something very bad. I was walking around in the muddy water when my feet got stuck in a sinkhole! I tried to pull myself out but was stuck (and still sinking deeper) when I had to call to my mom for help. First pull, no sucess, second, uh uh, third, she managed to pull me out. this left me having one shoe left. Other one sunk. It was quite the experience to go around on seaweed and rocks with one shoe on.

All the (random questions) are to random on profile

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