Basketball

Dribbling,
Passing the rough edged ball.
Hoping for points,
Jumping high,
catching ball in air
dunking ball.
Celebrating,
running back.

Paying defense.
Covering Kobe,
blocking his huge bulk,
his giants arms,
his amazing precision,
his perfect shot,
and that unique 3 pointer.
Slapping ball,
feeling hand burn
from impact.
Ball out of possession,
ball thrown near sideline,
throw ball back
before out of bounds occurs.

Running down,
missing shot.
TIME OUT!
Coach yells,
pick up our pace
he says.
Wants me on the bench.
I refuse, walk out onto field.

Ball is shot,
jumping,
blocked!
10 seconds left,
running to 3 point line.
Shooting with perfection.
Angled off a little,
perfect pass to teammate.
DUNK
BEEEEEEP!

Timer beeps.
Game ovr.
90-91!
Winning is truly better
than anything else.

Soccer

Dribbling,
rolling around.
Dodging-
flying feet.
Happy feet,
rainbow kicks,
across the field.
Teammate open.
Running down,
passing ball.
Getting free of
defenders.
Hitting ball,
in on volley.

Ball kicked hard,
enemy obtain it,
fighting past the mob,
you get to the ball.
Kicking away,
pounding away,
defending.

He passes...
in slow motion,
the ball heads for the goal.
Goalie comes in
but its headed in.
Final Score.
2-1.
Losing wasn't bad-
but the shame soon will be.

Football

Running hard,
Sneaking past players,
Dodging flying body parts,
Sprinting down field
finding a hole.
Sprinting past players,
Spiking the ball
in the End Zone

Covering players,
Sacking QB's,
Rushing the RB.
Chasing the receiver,
down the field,
fumble!
Scooping up the ball,
Running for daylight,
scoring a 7 for the team.

Watching, your team
score
Watching and waiting.
The last touchdown
The crowd goes wild
The fans cheer and
the team explodes with
joy.
It's called...
Football!

Hurricane Brothers

 
     Imagine! It's 12:00 AM and you are sitting at home with no light, no power and no heat. All you hear is the sound of the endless pitter-patter of the rain against the cool surface of the window.  Hurricane Sandy and Hurricane Irene did lots of damage but one more than the other. From Hurricane Sandy, I had lots of power outages and a little flooding. Irene, however, dealt us with less damage and less rain.
     CRACK! These types of noises were heard over 10 times. It was the sound of 20 year old trees falling crushing nearby cars.  During Irene, I only heard WOOSH! The wind just blew but did no damage. In the aftermath of Sandy, I went outside and saw power lines knocked over. Cars and houses crushed under trees and lots and lots of patio furniture, fences, and other household items scattered across the road. All in all, Sandy was the stronger brother and caused more trouble across the whole east coast.

NY and LA!

New York and Los Angeles! The two most fast, upbeat, with all sorts of people. Going there is exhilarating. In New York and LA, you are never truly alone. Millions of people pour in and out of The Big Apple just to see the buildings, explore a unknown area, or just to have fun. In LA, people go to get rich or get  broke. They book hotels and spend money betting and gambling. When I went to each of these places, it was quite fun. I went to a hotel in LA and had some fun at the boardwalk. My parents went to the casinos and blew off  money. In New York, we go eat and then explore areas like Times Square, Empire State, The Twin Towers Memorial and a whole lot of amazing places. My time at these cities was very entertaining and fun especially when I went with my friends.

Los Angeles!

Who Am I?

Who am I? The world's hardest, most difficult, and most confusing question ever made. I am many things. I am fun, smart, annoying, athletic, short, soccer, and so many more things. But most of all, I am dependable. You know that you can always rely on me whenever you need help. I side with the person without being biased. I will never refuse to help someone, because if I was in a position where I needed help, I would want someone there who I knew would help me. I usually don't look like someone that would help you, but I really would. I goof around a lot but most of my friends know they can trust me. I don't like the idea of someone needing help but nobody will because they are odd. Odd. A fouler word couldn't be invented. Does wearing different types of clothes make you odd? Does not being street smart make you odd? Does not fitting in make you odd? I don't think so! Being odd isn't a reason for me not to help you. I am dependable.