Garfield Strikes Again

It was sunny outside. Jon was in the kitchen preparing his lunch. I was hungry, as usual. I had already eaten the lasagna, chicken drum sticks, and the gravy and biscuits.  would have to get my food from Jon. Just then, I had an idea. I quickly raced to the living room and scanned the book shelf. I spotted a bedtime story for cats, and raced back to the dining room, were Jon was about to dig into his steak, mashed potatoes, peas, and rice. “Can you read this to me?” I asked him innocently. Jon was delighted that I had asked him to read a book. I handed the book over to Jon, and while the book was blocking his view of his delicious plate. “There once lived three little kittens who lived in a hut-” I didn’t even hear Jon as I dug into his plate of food. The sound of me stuffing my mouth was blocked out by Jon’s droning voice and he read my book, thinking that I was listening to him. But I wasn’t.After about five minutes, Jon realized that I wasn’t even listening to him. He peeked over the top of the the kitty bedtime story, and stared at his empty plate. I burped. The food was so stuffing and delicious. Jon made a very angry face. That of a human mad at a cat that had just tricked it into reading the cat a book, but then the cat had eaten his food face. I got up and walked away, Jon shouting insults at me from back at the dining room table. I burped again, and Jon said “The ending you don’t deserve.” I laughed, and Jon growled. That was a day for Garfield. Odie barked. I was still very hungry. asked him innocently. Jon was delighted that I had asked him to read a book. I handed the book over to Jon, and while the book was blocking his view of his delicious plate. “There once lived three little kittens who lived in a hut-” I didn’t even hear Jon as I dug into his plate of food. The sound of me stuffing my mouth was blocked out by Jon’s droning voice as he read my book, thinking that I was listening to him.  It was a great trick. I might even use it again! After about five minutes, Jon realized that I wasn’t even listening to him. He peeked over the top of the kitty bedtime story, and stared at his empty plate. I burped. The food was so  delicious. Jon made a very angry face. That of a human mad at a cat that had just tricked him into reading the cat a book, but then the cat had eaten his food face. I got up and walked away, Jon shouting insults at me from back at the dining room table. I burped again, and Jon said “The ending you don’t deserve.” I laughed, and Jon growled. That was a regular day.

 

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Garfield

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It was sunny outside. Jon was in the kitchen preparing his lunch. I was hungry, as usual. I had already eaten the lasagna, chicken drum sticks, and the gravy and biscuits.  would have to get my food from Jon. Just then, I had an idea. I quickly raced to the living room and scanned the book shelf. I spotted a bedtime story for cats, and raced back to the dining room, were Jon was about to dig into his steak, mashed potatoes, peas, and rice. “Can you read this to me?” I asked him innocently. Jon was delighted that I had asked him to read a book. I handed the book over to Jon, and while the book was blocking his view of his delicious plate. “There once lived three little kittens who lived in a hut-” I didn’t even hear Jon as I dug into his plate of food. The sound of me stuffing my mouth was blocked out by Jon’s droning voice and he read my book, thinking that I was listening to him. But I wasn’t.After about five minutes, Jon realized that I wasn’t even listening to him. He peeked over the top of the the kitty bedtime story, and stared at his empty plate. I burped. The food was so stuffing and delicious. Jon made a very angry face. That of a human mad at a cat that had just tricked it into reading the cat a book, but then the cat had eaten his food face. I got up and walked away, Jon shouting insults at me from back at the dining room table. I burped again, and Jon said “The ending you don’t deserve.” I laughed, and Jon growled. That was a day for Garfield. Odie barked. I was still very hungry. asked him innocently. Jon was delighted that I had asked him to read a book. I handed the book over to Jon, and while the book was blocking his view of his delicious plate. “There once lived three little kittens who lived in a hut-” I didn’t even hear Jon as I dug into his plate of food. The sound of me stuffing my mouth was blocked out by Jon’s droning voice and he read my book, thinking that I was listening to him. But I wasn’t.After about five minutes, Jon realized that I wasn’t even listening to him. He peeked over the top of the kitty bedtime story, and stared at his empty plate. I burped. The food was so  delicious. Jon made a very angry face. That of a human mad at a cat that had just tricked him into reading the cat a book, but then the cat had eaten his food face. I got up and walked away, Jon shouting insults at me from back at the dining room table. I burped again, and Jon said “The ending you don’t deserve.” I laughed, and Jon growled. That was a regular day for Garfield. Odie barked inthebackground.

The End.

 

A Cat named Dog

There once lived a cat named Dog. Dog was a cat, even though his name was dog. Dog was always teased by the cats and dogs in the neighborhood, because he was a cat and his name was Dog. Dog was a black cat with grey stripes all over. He looked very much like a cat, despite his name. One day, Dog was strolling around the neighborhood when he spotted two other cats trying to catch a mouse. They were the two bullies that had always bothered Dog, even though he did nothing to bother them. Dog quickly ducked into a dark alley-way where the cats couldn’t bother him. Something wet dripped onto Dog’s neck. ‘Yuck’ thought Dog. He shook his fur to try to get it out. Then, another drop of something wet plopped onto his nose. Dog shook his head trying to get it off, and looked up to see what was dripping. About five feet tall loomed a humongous bull-dog, which was slobbering on the floor. It was staring right at Dog, probably imagining him as a nice meal. Dog cowered in fear, and looked for a way to escape. The entrance to the alley-way was almost ten feet away. He wouldn’t make it in time. The bull-dog growled, sensing Dog’s fear. Then the bull-dog took a step forward. Dog bolted toward the entrance, faster than a speeding bullet, but slower than the speed of sound. The bull-dog bolted forward too, but like a turtle compared to Dog’s speed. Dog escaped, almost with his life.

Sasha

Today the Ultra high master has a fever. I can sense it as I sneak past him dark in the night. I hear a soft “Arww” sound, think its another cat, and pounce. But it turns out to be the small child. The child stares at me, and I stare at it. Its awkward for a second. Then I stalk out of the room and meow for the whole world to know I’m hungry. I hear a creaking sound, and the High master Sully comes out of his bed. I run downstairs and he follows me all the way to my food bowl. He opens the door to the food place, and pulls out my favorite thing in the world, the bag of food. He pours me some, and I gobble it up. Its supposed to be a turkey/chicken/beef/carrots/green bean mix. I don’t eat the beans or carrots though. They taste nasty. After I finish my delicious one course meal, I wash it down with beef flavored water. (Some cat food had accidentally fell into the water ). I took a nap under the babies “crib”, or whatever the humans called it. After a couple of minutes, I needed to use the utility. I meowed at the asleep high master sully, and he opened the door for me. I raced outside and loved the way the cold are rushed in between my whiskers. Suddenly, I spotted miley. That bum had attacked me, and then ran away like a coward when the high masters came to rescue me. I had to get my revenge. I snuck up on miley. Then I took a heavy rock, and smashed the rock into miley’s coward of a tail. the ground indented where miley’s tail had sunk into it. Miley yowled like a hyena and I grinned evilly as miley thrashed like a fish caught in my paws. I taunted miley and she yowled and howled like a maniac. Suddenly, the front door opened and high master sully came out. He jeered at miley and threw a bucket of cold water on the brute. I laughed, went back inside, and took another nap. It was night time. I was a little bit hungry. I padded down the stairs, making no sound at all. I opened the pantry door with my paws, and grabbed for the cat food. I plunged into the bag of food. It was surprisingly deep! I fell into a room filled with cat food. Oh yes! My dream come true! I ate to my hearts content, and finally was thirsty. I spotted a bowl of ice cold clean water just sitting on the top of the pile of cat-food. I gulped it all down and realized I had swallowed a small piece of ice. I choked on it, and coughed it back up into the empty water bowl. I appeared back in the ultra high master’s house, still stuck in the bag of cat food. I crawled out, and burped. Ahh. That felt really good. I took another nap on Sully’s bed, and he petted me.

The Epic Drone

I had a drone. It was like a helicopter but with four propellers. Drones can usually go about twenty for thirty miles and hour. But mine could go almost a hundred! It was because I had installed another propeller on it, so that’s how it got so fast. Then I added a parachute in case the battery ran out mid-flight. It would catch the air and wouldn’t crash. It was very cool. There was also a mini machine gun on top  of the drone. It was an anti-kiara gun, and would shoot high pressure air at the enemy. This was very useful. It was so strong, from five hundred yards away, it could make a straight hole in titanium. The machine gun was so epic, it could shoot a five hundred rounds in five seconds! That would definitely destroy the enemy quickly. The drone could fly for almost an hour, way longer that the other drones. That was on sports mode. On regular mode, it could fly for five and a half hours. It was pretty cool. Also, It could do flips even with the camera on! Since other drones’ cameras weigh a lot, they aren’t able to do aerobatics. But mine could, because it had such strong propellers. One day, I was flying The Epic Drone, as I called it, and was taking a video of some RC airplanes. Since it was in a drone, everything was way bigger, and it look like the RC airplanes were really 737’s. But there were restrictions for drones flying over from the FAA saying that drones or RC airplane couldn’t go over 400 feet. Then the pilot’s crashed their airplanes on purpose so it looked like an airplane crash. I landed the drone, and the pilots of the airplanes payed me each a hundred dollars for the video. I gave them the video on a flash drive, and walked back downtown. I did some aerobatic flying, and a crowd of spectators crowded around me asking questions. I answered all of them and walked home, with the drone in my custom made backpack just for carrying my drone. After I got home I turned on the stove, and cooked some shrimp flavored ramen with boiled eggs, and some orange juice. The reason I call it “ramen” is because ramen means noodles in japan. It makes absolutely no sense to call it “noodles noodles”. I feed my cat, Sasha, and eat my delicious food. Then I went upstairs, turned on the flight simulator, and switched the airplane to a Learjet. (I was very experienced with turboprop, single prop, and jets). The Flight simulator was so realistic, it had motors that shook the airplane seat if there was a strong wind. I took off from Lexington and flew to Lunken Airport in Ohio, which  took about 45 minutes. I took  break, and then took off again and flew back to Lexington. I got off the flight simulator after an hour, and realized that the construction crew was outside working on the electrical wire. I set up a table, got out the deep fryer, and started selling doughnuts, french fries, hot dogs, and gyros. I made a hundred and three dollars off of just that, and then, I went inside, took a shower, and went to sleep. The next day, I woke up, prayed Fajr, feed Sasha breakfast, and ate some leftover ramen noodles and boiled eggs. It was so delicious, I almost broke my back. After that, I brushed my teeth and got dressed. Then I started my work. Three hours later, my work was all done. I had finished math, writing, Rosetta Stone, and piano. I went outside, set up my table, and started selling donuts, french fries, hot dogs, gyros, and ale-8s ( A ginger flavored soft drink sold only in Kentucky) to the construction crew. After about an hour, I had made seventy-five dollars. Not as much as yesterday, but it was a lot of money!

The Back-Stretcher

Today, a package came in the mail. It was huge, maybe as big as me standing up and with my arms outstretched. It was this thing called an Inversion Table. You strapped yourself to it and turned yourself upside down to stretch your back. All the blood rushes to your head, and if you stay like that for too long, your eye balls can pop with all of the pressure of the blood in your head. You stay upside down for about 3 minutes, and then slowly turn right side up. If you turn right side up to quickly, then you can pass out. I tried it for only a minute and a half, and while I was upside down, I could feel all the blood rushing to my head. Then, there was a searing pain and my eyeballs exploded inside my head. All I could see was white. People screamed, and I heard my eyeballs bounce on the floor. Just kidding 😉 After the timer rung I slowly rolled right side up, and could feel the blood slowly going back to my feet.

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Flight Simulator X

Last month, I got Flight Simulator X running! The computer had crashed, and my dad had also gotten 16gb of RAM memory for the flight simulator. The RAM had not worked when I had put it in, but one day, I tried it, and it had worked! I installed Flight Simulator X, Some add-ons for more realistic scenery, a Piper Arrow, and Piper Cherokee, and installed Rex 4 with Soft Clouds Enhanced Edition. It was amazing, so I had saved up the money, about thirty dollars, and bought it. I could download it a hundred times. After a couple of hours, the 7 GB program was on my computer (Rex4). I set it up, installed all the textures, and went on Flight Simulator. Everything looked real. It was so smooth also. The three monitors on both sides, so I when I opened Flight Simulator, and pressed Fly Now, I could see out of the airplane like I was in a real one. If I looked at the right monitor, I could see out the right window. The same to the left, but I could see out the left window. I did the traffic pattern two times in a Cessna 172 Sky-hawk, landed, then I switched to a Boeing 757, and flew to Cincinnati airport, which took about fifteen to twenty minutes, and then I had lunch. The Flight Simulator was back, and more realistic than ever…

Emperor Sasha

Emperor Sasha was laying down in her throne taking a peaceful nap, when suddenly, something hit her in the eye! Sasha rolled out of the throne, and looked in her mirror. “What the” she thought. Sasha pulled out a paper airplane that had tangled itself in her ear. Sasha read the note. “We will come for you” it read. Sasha’s eyes widened. She looked at the back of the note, and noticed that one dumb animal left its paw print on it. Luckily, Sasha knew exactly who to go to.

An hour later, Sasha’s doctor had scanned the prints, and had imprisoned the “innocent” bad dog. He had confessed as soon as Sasha had unsheathed her claws, and told her that his partner that had wrote the note was Sasha’s loyal servant, M&M! Turns out, Meow Meow hated being called “M&M”! Sasha walked to M&M’s lair and found M&M baking something in the oven. It was as cake the shape of Sasha! Sasha apologized, and M&M and Sasha iced the cake and shared it together. Whew thought Sasha. Another close call. After the cake, Sasha walked back to her throne and sat back down in it. Sasha licked the frosting from her paws and continued her cat nap like nothing had happened.

 

 

Sasha twitched in her bed. She was having a horrible nightmare. It was about how some humans had invaded Cat Country, and had imprisoned all of the cats. Sasha jumped up from her bed suddenly, and jumped into her patrol car. She zoomed out of her garage and checked out the lava moat, and the 20 foot tall electric wire, which was live at about a thousand volts per square inch. If you were to touch it, you would be electrocuted, dead before you even touched the ground. Sasha tested it out by throwing a toy doll at the fence, those Barbie ones, and then a My little pony horse. They were immediately incinerated, and fell to the ground in ashes. Sasha laughed an evil laugh and drove back to her house, laughing all the way. Once or twice, Sasha tossed an extra doll out of her car, and it fell to its death three thousand feet below. When Sasha got home, she cooked herself some waffles and pancakes, even though they were the same thing. She ate, took a nice hot bath, and went straight to her palace, five hours early. Sasha sat in her throne and took out her phone and turned it on. Sasha did her daily business of calling the owl that sat on the top of the tallest tower in Cat Country. The owl hooted, which was supposed to make the sun rise, and wake everybody out of bed. Sasha witnessed the sacred event of the sun rising, recording the whole thing on her phone and sending it to Meow Meow, waking him   up. Meow Meow and Sasha ate a mouse that Meow Meow had caught about five minutes ago.

 

 

 

 

 

New iMac!

My iMac was running so slow, I couldn’t even open Firefox without having to restart the computadora. I went on eBay and sought out a new or used iMac that had 4 GB or more of RAM, and was less than three-hundred dollars. And presto! There was a used iMac 2011, for 250 dollars! I asked my dad if I could buy it, and he said wait a day to think about it. After 24 hours passed, I transferred 250 dollars into his account. Then I ordered it.

Two days later, a humongous packaged came in the mail. I knew it was the iMac because it was tall, wide, and thin. (At least the package was). I excitedly opened it, and set up the iMac. It was wayyyy wider than my old 2007 version, and had 500 GB of storage space and had 4 memory slots. I booted it up, typed in the password, which was 4321 backwards, and horayy! I had a new iMac! 😀

I sold the my old iMac to my brother himi, after I had taken all my files off of it. Then I got to work installing Adobe Creative Cloud and Adobe Animate. I also downloaded GarageBand, Firefox, and adBlocker. It was so fast, I could open a program in less than a second! There is also more awesome news! Almost two months ago, I had gotten invited to the Kentucky Book Fair! I would be able to sell all of my books, and if I sold all of them, I calculated that I would make about 800 dollars :O And that was only if I sold forty of each book. If I sold eighty of each book, I would make 1600 dollars. (Each book cost ten dollars). There was also free lunch, and a kids day where I would sign books and meet school groups. I shudder at the thought. Also, I made an account on soundcloud! The link: https://soundcloud.com/jackson-academy  . I will still be able to buy the Phantom 3 Drone, if I make 250 more dollars. I spent some of my money on the newly refurbished iMac. Today, if I finished my school-work before nine-oclock, I get to go with my mom to the airport, and fly with her in the airplane! That’s not that hard to do if I wake up early enough and start my work.

So, the end for now

Gru goes to jail

Gru was a grumpy old man. Ever since his heist at trying to steal the worlds biggest crystal, he had been serving his time in jail. And the sad part was, Gru never got the change to steal the diamond; the police knew what he was up to and met him at the bank, guarding the safeguard that contained a 3.6 million diamond. He had been escorted to jail, where he had his trail in six weeks. And now, he was cell-mates with a top-notch serial killer, who killed three butterflies, six worms, and eleven ants. Gru asked him how he had gotten in jail, and the seven year old replied that his “wooden bat had accidentely slipped out of his hand and hit the police man in the head”.

It didn’t sound like much of an accident to Gru. He told the boy he had tried to steal a 3.5 million dollar diamond, and then he ended up here. Then Gru burst into tears, bluberring about how he needed the diamond to support his family who supposedly lived on the street, and how he wanted to become a lawyer when he grew up. Gru was still blubbering about his poor family, when a guard walked in to the cell. Luckily, Seven Year Old had his wooden bat confiscated, or he would have killed the guards. One of the guards escorted Seven Year Old to the cafeteria, and the other one led Gru to the office where his lawyer waited. They talked about stuff. Ask Gru what they talked about, not me. I not in jail. After about an hour, Gru got up for lunch, ate a moldy bologna sandwhich, drank a cup of hot orange juice, and read a couple of newspapers. Then he went back to his jail cell, where Seven Year Old was hogging up the bunk-beds. There was a loud snoring sound coming from under the blanket. Gru guessed that Seven Year Old was taking a nap. Gru washed his face, and finished reading the magazine he had stolen from the magazine stand inside the jail. Then he woke up Seven Year Old and took the top bunk. Later that night, Gru heard a rumbling outside his jail-cell. He slid the blanket off and jumped down from the top bunk. Gru looked through the bars, an grinned as Bob, the yellow minion with one eye slipped out of the air vent. Bob grinned, and cheered, and his other freind, Mart, a purple crazed minion unlocked the door. Gru slipped out of the jailcell, but hesitated when he thought of Seven Year Old. Just then, Bob   jumped and down, and pointed down the hall. He looked very frightened. Gru heard distant footsteps. The Guards! They patrolled the hallway to make sure that no minions let out people from jailcells. Gru made up his mind, grabbed Seven Year Old, and escaped from the cell. They drove to Gru’s house in his rocket car, and had a party celebrating Gru’s escape from prison. And they lived happily ever after.