Post by hannahlockwood12 on May 20, 2011 22:07:47 GMT -5
THE FOLLOWING READING IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY...
It was Summer, me and my friend Ronda Weasley (real name's Sha, but heck I'm calling her Ronda) and we were just chillin' by my house you know we didn't have much money. we couldn't drive yet, and we were just 14. So I decided that we should take a ride on my grandpa's four wheeler to the nearest forest to do something. And so we did and it was awesome to see the sights on the mountain tops and see the birds we even saw a bald eagle and took a picture of it. But then I forgot to put the four wheeler brakes on and it started to roll down hill behind our backs. We then ran after it and it crashed into some old guys cabin. At this point, we would run away, but the guy walked out of his house with a rifle and starts yelling at us to remove it from his house or he's gonna shoot us. So we tried to pull the four wheeler out of the house, but it wouldn't budge. So we started to push it and it still wouldn't budge. We didn't know what to do, we tried to call somebody with our cell phones, but there was no signal. And I was pretty sure that there were bears out there who were wanting to eat us miles away. We started pulling it again and this time, it rolled down hill again and fell off a cliff. So,yeah, now we had no way to get back home and we were stuck with some old dude we don't even know. So Ronda starts freaking out and runs all around me like the Roadrunner, or something and I got an idea that we should build some kind of giant feather wings like that Greek story we heard in Social Studies. So we built a pair of bows and arrows made from sticks and arrowheads we found and started shooting birds above us and took all the feathers from them. So we finally built the giant pair of wings and used honey to glue the feathers to the branches and it was kinda heavy, but we were dying to get home so it's worth a shot. Ronda started flapping and I started flapping and...it didn't work. It wouldn't even lift us off the ground. So me and Ronda were about to quit, but then there was this great wind that lifted us off the ground. We were flying in the air like two birds. We started to glide home, but then the old guy starts shooting at us for who knows what and some of our feathers started flying off one after the other. Then we lost control of the wings and we were about to crash into a small pond and we were, like,"It's over. We're dead.". Then we completely lost control of the wings and started to fall. When we landed in the small pond, we realized it was just our public pool. So we got out of the pool and started to walk home. So I guess the moral of this story is, don't do favors to old people you don't know, cuz maybe something bad might happen.
(if you liked this True Story leave me a comment a nice on and I'll make some more True Stories later)
It was Summer, me and my friend Ronda Weasley (real name's Sha, but heck I'm calling her Ronda) and we were just chillin' by my house you know we didn't have much money. we couldn't drive yet, and we were just 14. So I decided that we should take a ride on my grandpa's four wheeler to the nearest forest to do something. And so we did and it was awesome to see the sights on the mountain tops and see the birds we even saw a bald eagle and took a picture of it. But then I forgot to put the four wheeler brakes on and it started to roll down hill behind our backs. We then ran after it and it crashed into some old guys cabin. At this point, we would run away, but the guy walked out of his house with a rifle and starts yelling at us to remove it from his house or he's gonna shoot us. So we tried to pull the four wheeler out of the house, but it wouldn't budge. So we started to push it and it still wouldn't budge. We didn't know what to do, we tried to call somebody with our cell phones, but there was no signal. And I was pretty sure that there were bears out there who were wanting to eat us miles away. We started pulling it again and this time, it rolled down hill again and fell off a cliff. So,yeah, now we had no way to get back home and we were stuck with some old dude we don't even know. So Ronda starts freaking out and runs all around me like the Roadrunner, or something and I got an idea that we should build some kind of giant feather wings like that Greek story we heard in Social Studies. So we built a pair of bows and arrows made from sticks and arrowheads we found and started shooting birds above us and took all the feathers from them. So we finally built the giant pair of wings and used honey to glue the feathers to the branches and it was kinda heavy, but we were dying to get home so it's worth a shot. Ronda started flapping and I started flapping and...it didn't work. It wouldn't even lift us off the ground. So me and Ronda were about to quit, but then there was this great wind that lifted us off the ground. We were flying in the air like two birds. We started to glide home, but then the old guy starts shooting at us for who knows what and some of our feathers started flying off one after the other. Then we lost control of the wings and we were about to crash into a small pond and we were, like,"It's over. We're dead.". Then we completely lost control of the wings and started to fall. When we landed in the small pond, we realized it was just our public pool. So we got out of the pool and started to walk home. So I guess the moral of this story is, don't do favors to old people you don't know, cuz maybe something bad might happen.
(if you liked this True Story leave me a comment a nice on and I'll make some more True Stories later)