The Last Book in The Universe

                                                 The Last Book of The Universe
 In English class we just finished a book called The Last Book of The Universe. Here's a summary about  the book. A kid named Spaz who was once in foster care is apart of a gang ran by Billy Bizmo, a latch boss. One day when Spaz went to go rip off(to steal) a gummy (an elderly person) but the gummy, which is Ryter, was expecting him. So Spaz took his things except for his books. Eventually he went back to Ryter's home to take his books, they end up talking and Spaz gets distracted. While Spaz was in his Crypt's a runner was waiting there for him to tell Spaz a message. The message was his foster sister, Bean, was she is very sick and she wants to see you. So him and Ryter team up to go to Bean's latch since Billy won't help them. Ryter and Spaz go though the Pipe to reach Bean's latch, half way through they notice Little Face, the that lead Spaz to Ryter's home, was following them. On there way, they meet a proov girl named Lanaya who was about to be eaten but Ryter saved her. Lanaya decided to help them, she drives them to the latch Bean lives in but sadly The latch queen, a very cruel queen with many harsh nicknames, stops them. What going to happen next? Are they going to reach Bean and save her or are they going to be cut red before they get a chance? If you really want to find out but The Last Book in The Universe and read it!
    I would recommend this to any one who likes fantasy or fiction because many of the things that go on during the book are things that will never ever happen but are interesting to read about, it's more of a use of imagination. My opinion on the book is it's a very interesting book. As you read more and more you never want to let go, you just want to keep reading until you can't read anymore. Sometimes it's hard for me to connect to the book because I'm an only child, but I would do anything to save a family member. Overall I had a great time reading this book, and hopefully you too!

Partriots Pen Essay

Does Patriotism Still Matter?
This is a question many people ask, but does it truly still concern people. To me patriotism still matters. Without it our country wouldn’t be the same it is today.
        The definition of patriotism is devoted love and support, and defense of one’s country. When you think about patriotism, you probably think of the people who serve in the army, but that’s not the only way to show love or support for your country. It doesn’t even have to be that huge, something as small as saying I’m proud to be an American. Before you can show patriotism, you need to know the difference between right and wrong. For example nine-eleven those people were not showing patriotism, all they were showing was hate, which leads to nothing but pain.
One huge part of patriotism is defending your country, like the men and women who serve in one of the branches of the armed forces (army, air force, and the marines). Most of them have family and friends at home but they still fight why? They don’t know us, but they care about our country so much they are willing to do anything to defend it. They’re showing their devoted love for this nation every time they wake up and fight for freedom from other countries and citizens rights. I know to them patriotism still matters. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be out their fighting, risking their own lives for people like me and you.
To really answer this question, you need to think about our country without patriotism. First of all we probably wouldn’t have as many rights as we do now. The congress would be passing laws that the people wouldn’t be comfortable with because of the circumstances. But worst of all our freedom would be gone. Some other country would rule us and change our ways. Depending on the country, they may take away the right to choose your religion. My religion is very important to me I would be heart struck if I knew I could not practice what I believe in. Some countries don’t treat women with the same respect like men get. Now and day’s women are as hard working, and tough as men. That’s not America and I hope it never is.
Now, what do you think, does patriotism still matter? Before you answer this question think about what our   country is without it.

  

Mile Stone- Event

                              Party time

      My mom and dad always took me to my grandmother’s house on Christmas. I loved visiting her especially since I don’t do it often. My whole family would be there, so I got to see practically see all my aunts, uncles, cousins etc. But as she got older she decided to move to Florida. That year the party was going to be at my house.

     I woke up extremely early on Christmas to open my gifts from "Santa".

By that time my grandmother was already at my house preparing a large meal for the family. The smell of aroma coming from the kitchen was to die for. My grandmother loved to cook and I loved to help her. Usually when I use to visit her she was finish preparing a meal. I spent some time helping her, but then I had to get ready. I took a quick shower, I was 6 years of age so my mom put my hair in a pony tail, and I put on this pretty dress, but of course it was itchy. After I was finished get ready, my mom started to.

    It took a very long time for the first person to show up, which was my aunt and my cousins who are living in Connecticut, surprising because most of my family lives in New Jersey. Eventually everyone did show up. We all had a really good time, eating my grandmothers food, the adults having conversations, my cousins and I playing with my toys. Actually I wouldn’t mind reliving that day.

Claire's

 If you never heard of Claire's it is actually one of my favorite stores. I usually go to Claire's on weekends so i don't have to worry about homework. Claire's sells a wide variety of items which are mostly accessories. They also provide free ear piercing as long as you buy a Claire's starter kit, it includes special ear piercing earrings, and an ear care solution. Some accessories they sell are make-up, jewelry, scarfs or gloves, purses, hair supplies, etc. However Claire's also sells other items such as school supplies, Cd's, key chains, posters, etc. Claire's has  so much to offer maybe next time you should stop by and check it out.
      
There website is  http://www.claires.com/                 

Prank Call

       
  The weather was ideal for a sleep over. It was warm with a cool breeze. Actually, it was a quite normal spring day. The birds flying back from the south, trees being pulled side to side like they were playing tug-of-war, big white puffy, cottony clouds, the ones that have different shapes that are meant to be picked out. A few seconds later I flung into the passenger seat, of my father’s old Ford Expedition. As I walked in the aroma always would delight me, I never knew the name of that car air freshener but I liked it anyway. My dad, the slowest person ever, put the key in and turn it as if he was going in slow motion. The car slowly started up then he stepped on the gas and we were on our way. If I knew what was going to happen that night I would have stayed home.
       My friends, Sweta and Kayla, and I were just sitting on the floor with nothing better to do except lay down on our backs. Well, we did come up with a hilarious idea. I aimed my eye at my cell phone and snatched it. I searched through my contacts, which are filled with friends and family members. Then I spotted the perfect person to prank call. I asked " Should I call her?", to my friends.
They replied " Well yeah!"
     I thought my phone was set to hide my number but apparently thinking just is not enough. So I pressed the green button , the phone started to ring. My friends became two laughing hyenas, giggling uncontrollably. I had to take extreme action so I yelled at them to shut up! Everything went silent, like a person in a awkward situation, someone answered the phone and it definitely wasn’t my friend. It was her mom, who is really nice! I started to get nervous I did not know what to say.
           So I just blurted out “ May I speak to your daughter?”
          She replied, “ Who is it?”
         “ Her friend “Lisa” from school”
        “ Okay wait on minute”
 My friend finally reached the phone, I prank called her saying, (in a weird voice), I’m her friend “Lisa” and l know her , etc. All of a sudden I felt this tug, it was my friend, Kayla, she wanted to say something. But I just pulled back too , and of course we accidentally hung up on her. She was suppose to be reassured it was just a prank call. We just stared at my cell phone. Then it started to ring I looked at my phone, she called us back. We were so surprised, it almost knocked our socks off.  Kayla answered and put it on speaker, my friend’s mom started to yell at us saying it was wrong to prank call her, and she could have called the police. I cherished that woman for not telling my parents.We apologized and promised it wouldn’t happen again. I totally learned a lesson be careful who you prank call and make sure your cell phone is set to hide your number.

               
                            

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Mliestone- Place

                            Home Sweet Home     
    There's a town called Edison in the state of New Jersey. You can also find one in California but I moved to the one in New Jersey. Edison is a small town that not many people heard about, actually if you were to look at it in a map it looks like a donut because another town lies in the middle of it. Anyway Edison is a great town to live in.     I use to live in Roselle before I moved to Edison, we lived in a small one bed room house. My parents wanted to move to a bigger house for more space. I was about five years old when I saw my house for the first time. My heart was pounding as the crack on the window blew air in my face, we were headed to the "new house."
    My parents and I opened this weird green door to go inside. To my surprise the first floor was quite dull, white walls, simply colored carpet and tile. The second floor was just like the first. Then we walked up to the third floor, the first room we saw was the bathroom. When I walked on in giggles burst out of my mouth, everything was blue, of all color these people chose blue. Next I we went in my sone to be bed room. It was amazing , the walls were lavender with a pretty carpet. It was different from the rest of the house I just loved it!
      As days went by, we got our furniture, from the moving company. My room was perfect, so I invited some friends over, from kindergarten. We were just playing then I tripped the heel of my shoe hit the wall. I was fine but the wall wasn’t so lucky, there was a mark on it. It took the shape of a C, shocking right? I never told my parents about this so I wouldn’t get in trouble. Now if I were to ever move again I would have something left behind. It was a beige eye blinking house with bright luscious green grass, and colorful flowers. Of course there had to be a green ugly fence that would whistle every time you try to open it. The backyard was huge compared to the one I had, better yet it had an old deck.

Mile Stone- Interest

                               A Junie B. Jones Favorite

      I loved reading Junie B. Jones books almost as much as my first cell phone. It all started when my first grade teacher, Mrs. Burns read Junie B. Jones books to the class, I just loved the way she would refer to things. I liked those books so much I decided to go to my school’s library and take some Junie B. Jones books. Many days after school I would spend hours just reading those books. Well, until my parents yelled at me "start your homework!".

    Constantly I would beg her to buy Junie B. Jones. One day she came home with a ton of books in her hand, I was so exhilarated I would finally have l own Junie B. Jones books. That day I went outside and lied down in my patio furniture, I could feel the breeze run through my hair, so strong I had to hold a tight grip on my book. I got so comfortable to point where you never want to get back up. I spent hours out there, while my mom peered out the window every few minutes. I liked going outside to read, I liked the sounds that I heard, I liked the thing that I saw, I liked the things that I could smell (well most of the time). It was one of those few places that took my mind off things, especially since I was reading at the same time. Eventuality, my eyes started to burn from all the reading I grabbed my things and went back inside. Even though I don’t read those books as often as I use to, if I find time I still like to read them.