I would expect my teacher to do a lot of things that I can have some kind of choice for. I think it makes a lot more sense for an English teacher to assign something that is not so detailed that the entire class’s papers are almost the same. They should assign something that would allow the student to express themself, not show that they can write about the teacher’s dog.

Hey! There's someone screaming really loud  outside the box. It sounds like a dying cat chewing on a screwdriver getting run over by a snowplow.

"A pink snowplow." Hey! An echo! "Echo" I said.

"Echo!" The echo said. 

"Hellooooo" I said.

"Hellooooo" the echo said. 

"Emily!" Hey! I know an Emily.

"Emily!" Somebody else said. Oh.  I better echo.

"Emi-ahhhhh! EARTHQUAKE!!!!"

"Emil-AGAH!  Earthquake!" Hey! The echo's back!

I climbed out of the box.  

"Vivian!"

"Okay, so I heard this weird scream, and I said that it sounded like a  dying cat chewing on a screwdriver getting run over by a snowplow. A Pink snow plow. And then there was this echo. And it was so cool!" It was really cool.

 "Cool. Let's go back to the balloon  now. I fixed it." Oh, great. Emily 'fixed' it. 

AN HOUR LATER

We're FINALLY up in the air with everything running smoothly. I can't believe that Emily fixed it!

"I'm hungry."  Jeez. Emily is always hungry.

"Emily! Go get some  food then."

"We forgot it, Genius!" Sarah said.

"No! Melvins eating it!" Emily was right.  We all leaned over the edge of the balloon. "HEY! MELVIN! QUIT EATING OUR FOOD!" Oh no! The balloon is tipping! We're falling!

|| Pause.  <<| Rewind.

"OKAY MELVIN! YOU GO AHEAD AND EAT OUR FOOD!"

15 HOURS LATER

"Now I'm really hungry!!" Me too.

"It looks like we're right over Greece right now!" Sarah thinks she's so smart.

"Okay, let's stop here."

"Let's get pizza!"

"OKAY!" 

AN HOUR LATER

The restauant is beautiful. There's this drummer guy in a corner too! I wonder what he's for!

"Okay, let's sit here." We sat at a table. "Um. I want a pizza with tomatoes, relish, hot fudge and extra cheese." I think I scared the waitress.

This is a really good pizza! "Wow! This pizza is  really GREECE-Y! Haha!!!" I'm such a dork.

*Cricket…cricket…*

"*cough* AHEM!"  I coughed.

The drummer guy woke up. "Oh! Right!" Duhdun tshe!!! 

*cricket* 

"Maybe it's a bird!"

"Maybe it's a plane!"

"Oh, It's just Sarah."

"Vivian, maybe we should move that really pointy rock that Sarah is just about to fall on to and die because its going to poke her right there in the heart."

"Oh! Right! That!" I never thought of that. That's probably a good idea though.  Okay, so we walked over [well, I walked. Emily was just standing there like a lump nodding her head. Gosh, she looks like an idiot.] to the rock and started trying to lift it up. That didn't work. Oh, by the way. Sarah is really slow at falling. She's really slow at other stuff too, but right now, its mostly falling. "Sarah! Can you fall a little more over there, 'cause theres this big rock right here!"

"Oh yeah! Like I can just change where I fall! Jeez, Vivian! You're such a RETARD!!"

"Hey! It's not my fault you're falling!"

"Yes it is!"

"No, it isn't Sarah, remember, EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS YOUR FAULT! It's like a law of science or p.e. or something!"

"Actually, It's EMILY's FAULT!"

"It's ally MY fault?" Jeez! Of course it's her fault that Sarah's going to DIE ANY MOMENT NOW! How did I get such stupid friends?

"BECAUSE EMILY, SARAH IS GOING TO DIE AND YOUR JUST STANDING THERE NODDING YOUR HEAD AND LOOKING STUPID."

"Actually…It's Emily's fault because she forgot to fix the hole in the stupid balloon, so I had to go to the hot air balloon store to get a fixing kit, and then I got the wrong one, and now I'm falling!"

"OOOOOOOOOH! RIGHT! I forgot how Emily is totally  killing you and putting our lives and the lives of young children and birds in danger!"

"WHAT?" What does Sarah mean, what? It's all Emilys fault that the world is going to end. Today. Wait! Where did Emily go? Oh! Maybe Emily got mad that I called her stupid, and so now she is going to beat me up, and left to go get a hockey stick. Hahah! Yeah right!

Where did Emily go? Maybe Sarah knows. "Sarah, Where did Emily go?"

"I dont' know, Vivian! I'm kind of in the middle of something here! I'm FALLING FROM THE SKY!"

"Yeah, yeah. That's nice. I'm going to go look for Emily. Toodles."

"Wait! Come BACK!"

It was a warm and sunny day. The birds were singing. Actually, they were dead. Remember, I already mentioned that. Emily killed them. Right? Anyways….I walked towards the car. I don't know what car I was  walking towards, but that didn't matter. I bet Emily was in that car. It was a strange car. It didn't have any wheels. And it was brown. Brown. What an awful color. Well, I'll get in, and see if Emily's in there. 

"Hey! You! Girl!" What? Somebody was shouting for me.

"What?" I turned around.

"Are you friends with Emily?" Yes.

"Yeah, she's my best friend!"  Oh gosh. They look mad. Maybe they are so mad because Emily had a hockey stick and they are the Alliance of People Fighting For the Pucks Rights. (The APFFPR) and so they broke her hockey stick, and now they see me, and they don't like that I am Emily's friend, so they are going to tape me into this cardboard box that I thought was a car, but it really isnt' a car. Because it is a cardboard box.

Oh gosh. I was right. Ew. It smells  in here.

My adventure inside "The Box": an Italic Story; Jeez! Like I have an italic story for this! Wow. Your gullible!!! (And Language Arts is over, and I don't have time)

"What? How was I supposed to-" For some reason, Sarah was laying
under the balloon. Couldn't she see we had a problem here?

"Help!" What's she whining about?

"SARAH! We have a SERIOUS problem here! EMILY is a RETARD!!!"

"HELP!" What is her PROBLEM?

"EMILY! I can't ride in a hot air balloon with you!"

"HEY! That's not fair!" How is that not fair?

"Well, I'm not getting in there with you." I am such a good friend. Then, Emily left. "Emily?"

"Sarah I'm coming!" Then Emily started running over to Sarah, who was still under the balloon.

"EMILY-Y!" I didn't understand why Emily would go and help
Sarah while I'm talking. She was CLEARLY dead. Fine. So, I went and
helped.

"Hey! Vivian's coming over."

"Sarah! Jeez!" Emily was already pulling on her arms, so I started
to pull on her feet. (Which, I must say, are HUGE! Not like, size
8 huge, I mean, size ELEVEN–CLOWN feet!–) "Why do you have to have
such big feet? I mean, these are so hard to pull!" Ow! Ow! Ow! "OW!"
Sarah (using her big clown feet) was KICKING ME in the FACE! "SARAH
STOP IT! You're kicking me in the face!" Then she started kicking
harder. "OW! SARAH KATHERINE VOGEL! STOP KICKING ME IN THE FACE!!!"

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were a raccoon."

"HEY!" Some friends I have. Jeez. You would think she would know my
blood-curdling scream by now! JEEZ! Where's Emily? I think I'll go find
her. "SARAH! I'm going to find EMILY, okay?"

"Alright, I'll fix the balloon while you're gone." Then I skipped off to find my buddy, Emily.

Hmmm. Where could she be? Oh, maybe she went to go get some
lemonade, but couldn't find a stand, so then went in to Starbucks to
buy a blueberry muffin, and spent all of Sarah's money, so now she's
making up an excuse to tell Sarah. Nah! I think I'll start at the ski
store. Don't you think that it's weird that they have a ski store on
the beach. I think so. Well, anyways. I went into the ski store.

So, my adventures in: THE SKI STORE: I walk in. I scream, "EMILY!" This guy looks at me weird. I think he's creepy. I sceam again, "EMILY!" She doesn't answer. Maybe she's dun…dun…dun…..ding. Ding? Emily just walked in the store. She's obviously not dead.

"VIVIAN!" Why's she screaming  at me?

"EMILY! I thought you were dead!"

"Oh, so I was right?" What is she talking about?

"What? Right about what?" She's a freak.

"You know. Right. About the weird face!"  Hah?

"What weird face?" I'm sorta confused.

"Your weird face!" I think she just insulted me….Hey!

"Hey! My face isn't weird! Your face is weird. You…you… you MEANIE!"

I think we should just go back to the balloon.

"Where's Sarah?"

"I don't know." We couldn't find her anywhere.

"Maybe she's…"

"dun….dun…dun….AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" 

We walked to the Melvin's Hot Air Balloon Hut, and asked to rent a hot air balloon. Melvin (I bet that's not even his real name. I mean, who names their kid Melvin?) But anyway, he said that if we use on of his hot air balloons, there's a 65% chance that we'll live. So, being the super smart person that I am, I reminded them that it is only a 25% chance that we'll die! And then Emily has the nerve to tell me I am wrong, and she wasn't even right! She said we had a 45% chance that we'd die, but NO! That was WRONG! Sarah (stupid smarty-pants) goes and says, "It's a 35% percent chance," and of course she just had to be right!

We ended up buying the one with Courage the Cowardly Dog on it (Emily's choice…I know.) When we were outside, getting ready to fly it, or sail it, or whatever, I (Yes, I used my fantastic observing skills) noticed that there was a giant hole in the top. But Sarah (buried under like five million pounds of food) said, "Oh, it's all right. I bet it'll still work" Yeah, like I'm trusting her again! (Just because when ever I've trusted her, everything goes perfectly, doesn't mean that I have to trust her all the time!!) So, Emily fell asleep, so I kicked her, and she woke up. Then she said "Ow."

So, we were up in the beautiful sky. Then we went down, to the boring (very hard) ground. Because, now, I don't want to name names (erm *cough cough* EMILY) forgot to FIX THE HOLE IN THE TOP OF THE HOT AIR BALLOON! 

1. I don't want to (simple enough)

2. I don't smoke or anything so I won't die from that

3. Since I barely ever have my phone or money or anything, nobody will mistake it for a gun and shoot me 41 times. (that's rude)

4. I'm not Orville Redenbacher, so I'm not going to have a heartattack in a whirlpool.

5. I don't have a lot of enemies, so I hope nobody will want to murder me.

6. I'm not depressed, so I'm not going to kill myself.

7.
I don't trip as much as Emily, so she'll probably trip, and then I'll
fall on top of her, and she'll break my fall. (and she sticks the
landing) (by the way…Emily lives!)

8. And if I ever have one leg, I will not attempt to run across canada. (Maybe Africa though)

9. "That could never happen to me"

10. I'll never get into a hot air balloon with Emily.

1. I don't want to (simple enough)

2. I don't smoke or anything so I won't die from that

3. Since I barely ever have my phone or money or anything, nobody will mistake it for a gun and shoot me 41 times. (that's rude)

4. I'm not Orville Redenbacher, so I'm not going to have a heartattack in a whirlpool.

5. I don't have a lot of enemies, so I hope nobody will want to murder me.

6. I'm not depressed, so I'm not going to kill myself.

7.
I don't trip as much as Emily, so she'll probably trip, and then I'll
fall on top of her, and she'll break my fall. (and she sticks the
landing) (by the way…Emily lives!)

8. And if I ever have one leg, I will not attempt to run across canada. (Maybe Africa though)

9. "That could never happen to me"

10. I'll never get into a hot air balloon with Emily. 

Why is seven lucky? In the ring, that guy calls and says “You will die in seven days” that doesn’t sound very lucky to me. But then in Las Vegas, you have to get those sevens to line up, and then you win a whole bunch of money. But how come it’s seven and not 39? Thirty-nine is just as good of a number as seven, but no one shouts, “Yeah! I lined up the 39’s!”