Monday, May 9, 2011

I am Number Three

Author's Note: I continued this piece again and it's kind of short, but I hope you enjoy it.

After taking a second glance at the window I wondered how I could be standing on my two feet. After walking around I jumped up and down and it seemed to be like earth's gravity, but how? How could they do this? It didn't seem possible, but it was.

Out  then five other people came around the corner and bowed in front of the captain. Then they started to get into some martial arts stance. Then the captain said hit and they got back into a regular standing position. He announced me to the rest of the group and I shook all of their hands. All of their grips were firm and I could tell that they were older than me and stronger than me. After greeting them the captain or what they called him "master" told me to focus in on the target and told me to shoot it. After a few seconds of confusion I asked where my gun was. He laughed at me and said that I would shoot with my eyes'. After that I looked at the target as hard as I could and I just couldn't shoot it. The master just stared at me like he couldn't believe his eyes'.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

I am Number Three

Author's Note: This is a continued to the other piece. I hope you like it.

After school I came back on the bus where I normally sit and waited until I got home. Then I sat down and ate a snack. After finishing my snack I sat down and watched some TV. It opened up to the news and there was a sighting of UFOs in our region and I thought that was kind of interesting, but there was no such things as aliens, so I wasn't concerned. After an hour there was nothing to watch, so I thought I would walk down to our neighborhood park to see if there was anything to do. I told my mom that I was going and walked down to the park where suprisingly nobody was there.

It was pretty abnormal to see the park abandoned, it was normally packed with kids, but I just continued walking to the swing, when suddenly a bright light came out of the sky and.... I awoke on a metalic table with my arms and legs chained to the sides. "Whaa? Where am I," I groaned

As soon as I spoke these creatures surrounded me and..... I awoke for the second time. I thought this was just a dream, but it seemed so real. I could hear these creatures talking in a huddle and I spoke out. "Where am I?"

This time they approached me slowly and when they stepped into the light, they looked like normal people. I was expecting a green big headed aliens this time, but it was like looking at futuristic people. They were wearing what looked like silver under-armor, but a full body suit of it. "Hello earthling," they said in a weird accent "we have hand selected you from earth, with your power and many others we will defeat the evil penguin of the planet X."

This talk had my mind spinning in circles wondering what they were talking about and why they chose me for this. I wasn't athletic, I didn't have a lot of hand eye coordination, and I didn't think I had superpowers. After laying there for a couple of minutes I finally realized that there wasn't any chains around my body and I stood up. I looked around and I looked through a window and I saw that I was looking into space. I threw up and my legs were wobbly. I knew this wasn't a dream.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I am Number Three

This was a fun piece I thought I would experiment writing in another person's voice. 

When the bus came up to my corner I slowly walked to the bus, every time I have to sit in the front so I don't get in to "trouble". The bus driver blames me for everything that happens in the bus. Even the stuff that happens in the back he thinks is my fault. If only I had a car. Oh well, I guess I'll have to stay out of his way.

When I got off the bus the bus driver gave me the look like he always does. Then I go to my first hour class, gym, I'm not the kind of guy for sports, but I'm really good with math and non-sport kind of events. I try to be good at sports, but I just can't do it, so I tried to succeed in school and I do. Sometimes I think it isn't enough to be good at school, but I know school is good for you, so I do the best I can.

Throughout school I aced every test and got all A's on my homework, sometimes that's the only thing that made me popular.

To Be Continued