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Monday, November 30, 2009
TWEET: The cold blooded killer?
November 18, 2:48PM
Had 2g this morning, work started Xtra early 2day since next week is Thanksgiving vacation. I had to get to work around 6:30 2day; I was half asleep during the day.
November 18, 3:30PM
I mean, I guess it makes sense to start work early, but seriously it reminds me of waking up for high school, it’s that BAD.
November, 19, 5:00PM
When I got home the nxt day the most unbelievably horrifying thing I could have imagined, I found on the side of the road…a dead man.
November, 20, 3:30PM
I have nvr evr seen a man that cut up and gashed before in my entire life. I decided I wouldn’t tell anyone about the body, so I kept it a secret locked deep in my soul.
November, 21, 1:15PM
The police found the body, and were examining it for evidence of a killer. This is bad; I touched the lifeless body in the chest and in the head to make sure it was dead!
November, 22, 8:30PM
Oh god, oh god, WHAT SHUD I DO!!! They’re knocking on the door, should I tell them the truth or try to lie so I can leave this mess behind, WHAT I DO!!!!!
November, 24, 2:15PM
I haven’t been able to tweet for the past 2 days as I was brought into questioning. They let me go for a week and the police are keeping a close eye, on me…this is bad.
November, 31, 5:00PM
They’re knocking again; they’re going to put me back in the holding cell for further questions. This time I’ll tell all the action because I’m going to bring my laptop.
November, 32, 12:00PM
They don’t believe me!!!! They really think I killed him, I can’t believe it; oh man I should have run away when I had the chance. This might be the end of my tweets.
November, 33, 1:11PM
This will be it before I go to jail. But people, I’m not gunna go to jail, I’m going to escape! Yes, I learned the guard’s positions and have it planned out. Goodbye!
November, 34, 12:01 AM
This is prisoner guard Lois Shaffer, to all of those people out there, Harold Gerome tried to escape, and he would not comply, I’m sorry to say there will be no more tweets.
Had 2g this morning, work started Xtra early 2day since next week is Thanksgiving vacation. I had to get to work around 6:30 2day; I was half asleep during the day.
November 18, 3:30PM
I mean, I guess it makes sense to start work early, but seriously it reminds me of waking up for high school, it’s that BAD.
November, 19, 5:00PM
When I got home the nxt day the most unbelievably horrifying thing I could have imagined, I found on the side of the road…a dead man.
November, 20, 3:30PM
I have nvr evr seen a man that cut up and gashed before in my entire life. I decided I wouldn’t tell anyone about the body, so I kept it a secret locked deep in my soul.
November, 21, 1:15PM
The police found the body, and were examining it for evidence of a killer. This is bad; I touched the lifeless body in the chest and in the head to make sure it was dead!
November, 22, 8:30PM
Oh god, oh god, WHAT SHUD I DO!!! They’re knocking on the door, should I tell them the truth or try to lie so I can leave this mess behind, WHAT I DO!!!!!
November, 24, 2:15PM
I haven’t been able to tweet for the past 2 days as I was brought into questioning. They let me go for a week and the police are keeping a close eye, on me…this is bad.
November, 31, 5:00PM
They’re knocking again; they’re going to put me back in the holding cell for further questions. This time I’ll tell all the action because I’m going to bring my laptop.
November, 32, 12:00PM
They don’t believe me!!!! They really think I killed him, I can’t believe it; oh man I should have run away when I had the chance. This might be the end of my tweets.
November, 33, 1:11PM
This will be it before I go to jail. But people, I’m not gunna go to jail, I’m going to escape! Yes, I learned the guard’s positions and have it planned out. Goodbye!
November, 34, 12:01 AM
This is prisoner guard Lois Shaffer, to all of those people out there, Harold Gerome tried to escape, and he would not comply, I’m sorry to say there will be no more tweets.
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Today I woke up, ate cereal, and went to school. I did not want to go to school, it was not a good day since it was Monday, and I wish I had at least one more day to get myself together but I guess not. I went to my first block only to learn Mr. Shiffer died which kind of worsened my day, and I had science too which was not fun. Next I had gym which I didn’t like either since all we did was pushups the whole class. After I had History I thought it would be relaxing but no, we worked on a paper all of class. Then thank god a miracle happened, the bell rung, and I had lunch next. Only to find I had a smashed PB and J with a yogurt. After lunch, I entered a point of relaxation and expression of the mind when I came to Creative Writing. Thank god, there’s a block where I can enjoy a Monday. But it would soon be short-lived, since next I have Spanish, and then Math. OH BOY, brace yourself.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Reminiscence 2012
Patrick Hagar
My Name is Robert Minkus Jr.; I am 27 years of age and I live alone and walk alone. I have no friends and I have not seen a single soul in over a decade now. I have been currently living in Boston, Massachusetts for about 5 years now. The date is december21, 2022 and this has been by far the coldest winter I have ever encountered. I migrate from apartment to apartment to make sure I’m not spotted by the government. I scavenge the markets, restaurants, and bakeries for food which is hard to find these days. Now in 2022, civilization in my perspective has become extinct. Now when I go outside no longer do I hear the voices of children at play, people talking on their cell phones or taxi’s honking their obnoxious horns. Now when I go outside all I hear is the strong cold breeze blowing in my face and the crunch of hard snow when I walk. This isn’t just in Boston, but across the world. Earth has become an empty meaningless world now. My parents are dead, I have no friends, and the only people I have seen are corpses with their throats slit. I don’t know why I continue to fight on; to me like I said the world seems meaningless now. But I guess it’s just the fact there is that tiny percentage that I will see another person, I think that’s what keeps me going. I curse the government for what has happened and hope they feel that they made a mistake. See, it had not always been like this, there was a time when I was happy and I had a family who loved and cared for me. Now if you will listen I will tell you the story of what has happened to this god forsaken planet.
It was a Tuesday afternoon on December 19, 2012. I was a senior at St. Ann’s in San Francisco, and I had just gotten out of school for Christmas break. I returned home at 12: 15 PM and fixed my self some leftover buffalo wings from last night’s dinner. Once I had my lunch I went to the TV where I grabbed the remote and switched it on. I flipped through the channels and on every station was the same topic…. “Is 2012 REAL?” “Will it happen?” “The Supernova will come and destroy us all!” “There's no way this can be real, its bull crap!” I said reassuring myself. BRRING…..BRRRING! The phone was ringing in the other room, Rob muttered some curses under his breath and ran to the phone. “Hello?” “Hey Rob, its Michelle, I was just wondering what you were up too on the 21st.” “Oh you mean doomsday, hahaha, just preparinf for heaven that’s all. Naa just kidding I’m free the 21st, why?”
My Name is Robert Minkus Jr.; I am 27 years of age and I live alone and walk alone. I have no friends and I have not seen a single soul in over a decade now. I have been currently living in Boston, Massachusetts for about 5 years now. The date is december21, 2022 and this has been by far the coldest winter I have ever encountered. I migrate from apartment to apartment to make sure I’m not spotted by the government. I scavenge the markets, restaurants, and bakeries for food which is hard to find these days. Now in 2022, civilization in my perspective has become extinct. Now when I go outside no longer do I hear the voices of children at play, people talking on their cell phones or taxi’s honking their obnoxious horns. Now when I go outside all I hear is the strong cold breeze blowing in my face and the crunch of hard snow when I walk. This isn’t just in Boston, but across the world. Earth has become an empty meaningless world now. My parents are dead, I have no friends, and the only people I have seen are corpses with their throats slit. I don’t know why I continue to fight on; to me like I said the world seems meaningless now. But I guess it’s just the fact there is that tiny percentage that I will see another person, I think that’s what keeps me going. I curse the government for what has happened and hope they feel that they made a mistake. See, it had not always been like this, there was a time when I was happy and I had a family who loved and cared for me. Now if you will listen I will tell you the story of what has happened to this god forsaken planet.
It was a Tuesday afternoon on December 19, 2012. I was a senior at St. Ann’s in San Francisco, and I had just gotten out of school for Christmas break. I returned home at 12: 15 PM and fixed my self some leftover buffalo wings from last night’s dinner. Once I had my lunch I went to the TV where I grabbed the remote and switched it on. I flipped through the channels and on every station was the same topic…. “Is 2012 REAL?” “Will it happen?” “The Supernova will come and destroy us all!” “There's no way this can be real, its bull crap!” I said reassuring myself. BRRING…..BRRRING! The phone was ringing in the other room, Rob muttered some curses under his breath and ran to the phone. “Hello?” “Hey Rob, its Michelle, I was just wondering what you were up too on the 21st.” “Oh you mean doomsday, hahaha, just preparinf for heaven that’s all. Naa just kidding I’m free the 21st, why?”
Jackson Hole
I took a deep breath …after 5 grueling hours on the plane I had finally arrived back to my home and it had never felt so good. Jackson Hole was where I was and I had returned. I took a glance out the airplane window. And saw the snow pouring down. When I got out the plane I entered am world that seemed vaguely familiar. Later that night we finally arrived at the ski lodge which we had rented. It was perfect, the lodge we had rented was right on the mountain so next morning we could be the first one’s up catching soft sweet powder. Once I was comfortable in my bed I looked out my window, to see the massive mountain all covered with fresh untracked snow waiting to be skied. Tomorrow would be amazing
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