The Phantom’s Lair

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The man known as “The Phantom” slowly stomps down the stairs, stumbling on the last step. He reaches out and grabs his flashlight, as always. He then points it at his all of his belongings. His board for plotting revenge, his many instruments, his picture of Christine. The light stays on Christine’s picture for a few seconds longer than any other belonging.

Christine was the girl that he had tutored at the opera house for many years. He had grown feelings for her. When she became the main role in a show at the opera house, he became jealous. He took her to his Lair. When she woke up, she unmasked him. Underneath his mask, was a hideous face. He immediately sent her away from his lair. Despite his strong feelings for her, he was very upset.

He then he moves on to plot his revenge. He goes to his organ, half the size of his lair, and begins to work on his revenge. He was going to write play and make the opera house perform it. With of coarse, Christine as the main part. He would give it to the opera owners when they celebrate the phantom not coming back.

After a long time working on the script, he grabs his flashlight, and he prepares a cold, mushy dinner. After dinner, he grabs his flashlight and climbs into his cold, hard bed. He pulls a sheet, as thin as paper, over himself and falls into a jerky, restless sleep. He wakes up to do the same thing all over again.


Why Saturday is the Best Day of the Week

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You wake up, and roll over to your alarm clock, 9am. You roll back over, and fall back asleep. Saturday is the best day of the week.

To begin, you don’t have to go to work or school. You have tons of time on your hands. You can do anything all day long. Chocolate waffles make for a very good Saturday.

Another reason, is having another lazy day to look forward to. On Sunday night, all you have to think of is the weekend ending. On Saturday night, you can think of all the fun things you get to do the next day. Sunday night blues aren’t fun.

Therefore, Saturday is the best day of the week. Saturdays with chocolate waffles are even better.


Presidents’ Day Tournament

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Last weekend there was a soccer tournament in San Antonio. My team played in it. We played two games on Saturday and two on Sunday. We did really well the whole weekend. We were undefeated the whole tournament!

In the first game, we nearly tied. We won 1-0 to a team that is about equal to our team. The goal that we scored was barely even a goal. The ball rolled in very slowly and barely slipped under the goalie’s arm. It may have been a bad goal but it made us win and that was all that mattered. We also got bonus points for a shut out (the other team not scoring a goal).

In the second game, we won 6-1. I was a defender the whole game except the last six minutes or so. For the last few minutes, my coach moved me up to attacking midfield (offense)! In that time I scored a goal that went above the goalie’s head and to my left. I also made an assist! An assist is when you pass the ball to another player and then they score.

In the third game, we tied 0-0. We were playing a team that had a row of four defenders right outside the goal box. This prevented us from scoring. The other team had a lineup like that because they needed a tie to have a chance of going to the final round. We needed a tie or a win to move on to the finals. After the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game, we got very excited. We were going to the final.

For the fourth, and final game of the tournament, we played the same team as the first game. We were doing well and were up by one for most of the game. Then, the other team scored. Normally, this wouldn’t be bad, it would just be a tie. In the final round of a tournament, it goes to penalty kicks. After that, my team tried extremely hard to score a goal, but we didn’t get one. It then became time for penalty kicks. My coach created a line up, and we started. Their team scored. Our team missed. Their team scored. Our team missed. Their team missed! Our team scored!!!! The other team shot again and scored. Then we shot again and we scored! They shot again and missed. Then it was up to this shot to see if it was sudden death or the other team would win. We scored! We were all tied up. It was now sudden death. All of the people on the field were coming to watch. The other team scored. If this shot didn’t make it, we wouldn’t win. Goal! More sudden death. They scored. We scored! They shot. They missed! If this ball made it in, we would win. The suspense was building. GGGGGGOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLL! We all got up and ran over to the girl who shot the last ball. Then we went over to the award area, and got 1st place medals.

This was a very fun tournament. It was kind of strange having everyone on the fields watching us. Even the food truck employees were watching! I hope we can do it again next tournament.

Here is a picture I took of my shiny new medal:

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Why Dogs are the Best Pets Ever

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You walk down the stairs and open up his crate. He greets you with his happy wiggle. Dogs are the best pets ever!

For starters, you could never meet a creature that loves water as much as a dog. They will tire themselves out just by swimming back and forth. They can even get hydration at the same time. Labradors are the best water dogs there are. Do cats enjoy water as much as Labradors? I think not.

And, dogs, especially Labradors, will cuddle with you anytime. When you hug them, they don’t resist. Some dogs even roll over for a belly rub when you come to cuddle them. Labradors can cuddle for hours, especially Murray!

In conclusion, dogs, Labradors in specific, are the best. And for that matter, Murray is the best pet there is.

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Are there any dogs cuter than this little goofball?

Photo Credit: Me

 


Welcome Shelly to my Blog!

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I recently got a betta fish. Her name is Shelly. She reminds me of a seashell.

She has grown quite a bit since when I got her. The first night I had her and fed her I gave her a pellet. The pellet was too big for such a small fish, so we gave her fish flakes (which are messier than pellets). After about a week or so we switched her back on to pellets, and she can actually swallow them easily now.

The strange thing about Shelly is that she hasn’t tried the plastic fish leaf hammock in her bowl. My other fish have slowly started to use it, but she hasn’t even swam closely over it yet. Maybe she will start using it after a few more weeks. You will be seeing more of Shelly on my blog in the near future.

Here is a picture I took of Shelly:

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