To have a perfect life for me I would need to have someone or something I love. It could be something as little as a pet all the way up to another person. Without sharing love with others would disappoint me pretty bad. I would feel very lonely aswell because if I just liked things I would loose intrest eventually. It is said that the number 1 addiction for all people is love. For my perfect life to function I would need something to love.

Family is another big thing that I would need in my life. I would need family because they always are there for you. I also would need my family because they bring drama and its very interesting to hear it. Granted I don’t want to see my family everyday ,but maybe once a month  for a whole day.

A perfect life is almost impossible to have. People work so hard to have one or two things they would want in there perfect life. Its too much work to have a perfect life. My perfect life is impossible because even if I would be rich, in love, and kept close with my family there is still something always to worry about. Its just the fact of life you can’t alway get what you want.

Living in Australia was the best thing that has ever happened to me. My first day moving there it seemed like I was friends with everyone. The people in Australia are very friendly. They make you feel so welcome in a place that is so strange to you. I guess you could say I was popular but it was a very little town everyone knew everyone. I mainly ended up fitting into the “sporty” box. While I lived over there I played baseball, Ausie rules football, I skated, and I even surfed/boogie boarded. Everything I did included a sport and friends. I would say that is the box that I fit into in Australia.

Whenever I moved back to the states I was considered the foriegner. I talked funny so everyone wanted to talk to me to see if im wierd or something. Eventually my accent went away and I made few friends my first year in Boiling Springs. As the years pressed on I started playing football and I met alot of the guys there. I quickly fit into the “Jock” box back in Boiling Springs. Quickly people realized that I was a funny person and I became the “class clown”. Over the years I accomplished much and I have fit into many boxes, my favorite box that I fitted into was the sporty goon in Australia.

Derek in the movie was a mid twenties man who killed afew black people because they were breaking into his car. Derek ended up doing hard time in prison. He joined his fellow “brother” in his racist gang, but he didnt like them because they didnt follow the rules and they did business with other races. Derek rebelled against his gang and turned his back against them in the cafeteria which later got him raped in the shower. He never returned to the gang and he became friends with a black man who he worked with in the laundry room. They became good friends but couldn’t talk in public because they were they are different races and only show some love to their race.
Once Derek got out of prison he went to get Danny out of the racist gang and rebuild his family. He quickly found out that its going to be harder then he thought. Danny is too into the gang and he wants to be like his big brother. Derek and Danny went to a Nazi party and Derek confronted the leader of the gang and kicked his ass. Someone walked in after Derek and saw what he did and they almost killed him. Later Derek explains to Danny why the gang is no good and how they need to change their lives. Earlier in movie Danny told some kid to stand up to his bully and the bully got his ass whooped. The bully blamed that on Danny and after Derek worked so hard for everything to be fix with him and his family, this kid shoots Danny in the back of the head and kills him.

The first difference that people notice is looks. They notice if they are good looking or if they are ugly. Everyone has different prefferences on beautiful and ugly. Then they look to see if there is anything wierd about them, well atleast I do. What I mean by wierd is if they have an extra ligement, and if they have one eye brow. Just because you look different that doesnt mean you are a great person on the inside. This is why its important to talk to people before you judge them.

Next I would notice someones personality. I would sit there and talk to someone to see if they are a nice, mean, or screwed up individual. After, I find out what kind of personality they have I judge them off there personality. Most people can’t see past looks because they are insecure and shallow. After getting to know someone they would open up about their upbringing.

Finally diffences between people is how they’re raised. Upbrining consists of religion and how they grew up. This is the most stereo typed difference I belive because people find out if your a Jew or a Christian they automatically judge you. I belive that peoples religion shouldn’t matter to others because I personally don’t have a religion and don’t see anything wrong with any religions. People grow up differently then others. Some are spoiled and others are hardworking and caring. This is a huge factor in weather someone is truely a good person or not.

These are the differences between people in my eyes. This is what people first look at and what usually happens because of there differences. Sometimes it turns to violence because people are not understanding of others. Also people don’t get along with others because of past encounters. Just because you didn’t like someone doesn’t mean that all people who are like them are the same.

            The morning after was awkward. The town’s people treated the boy with no respect and they wanted to kill the poor kid except Betty. Betty was a young woman that all the men desired. Most men would do anything to have a date with her. Once everyone saw that Betty accepted the young boy, they all did. Finally Peter woke up and looked around and said “what happened”. Betty took him home and made him some food and took care of him.

Peter started transforming into different animals accidently. Betty told him that he needs to learn how to control his powers to save this country from being under the control of the British. For months he practiced transforming into many animals. He would go out into the woods and hunt for different prey. Around one year after Betty took him in he returns back home from hunting and find his new home burned and his new mother Betty set on fire in the yard. Peter transformed quickly into a hawk and flew as high as he can to see if he can see the British that killed his new mother. Once he caught sight of a platoon he started flying over there. He got to them and starts attacking them as a hawk. They pulled out there rifles and tried to shoot him but, before they could reload he transformed into a rhino. The British tried to retreat running away but Peter was so mad that he then turned into a Jaguar and killed them all ripping each heart out of their chest. After this whole rampage was over he travels four days into the night finding an American platoon so he can join and kill the bastards who told that platoon of soldiers to kill his new found mother.

            General Mustard was the leader of the platoon Peter eventually found. Peter went to talk to the General begging him to let him join his army but, General Mustard refused saying he was too young to join. Peter in front of the whole platoon shows the General his special powers. The men got spooked and raise their rifles to fire at him. The General himself was spooked and told the men to fire. Lucky for Peter he changed into a mouse and they all missed. Once the troops went to reload their rifles Peter transformed into a hawk and flew off into the sky. Later that night Peter returned to the Generals tent and walks in. The General takes in a huge breathe to yell but Peter covers his mouth saying “please General give me a chance”. Peter stayed up the whole night telling his story to the General why he wants to join the army. The next morning the General introduces Peter to the army. Most of the men were very frightened by him until Peter let them know he wasn’t going to hurt them. With Peter in their army they gained confidence and started marching to the biggest British army in America.

            In Boston the town seemed very empty then suddenly riflemen popped out of the windows and shot most of the American army down. Peter quickly transformed into a porcupine and shot needles from his back into the faces of the British. Peter then quickly transformed into a wolf and ran through the houses picking them off one by one. The American army ran around to flank the British in. Quickly Peter moved from house to house ripping out each British soldier throats. After five minutes Peter managed to take out one fourth of the army. The rest of the army tried to retreat where they ran into the American army. Peter saw a few of the men go into boats and try to head out into the ocean where they’re ships were. Peter reacted by diving into the ocean turning into a Great White Shark. Peter submerged and traveled to the boat and popped up and ate the boat hole. Whenever he got back to shore he was not only tired but he was surrounded by the British army. The King of Britain came to Peter and tried to get him to join the British. Peter spit in the king’s face and denied him. As the king rode away he said kill him. Peter turned into a hawk and flew towards the sky he was shot and he fell to the ground. When he was on the ground men ran towards him with swords trying to finish the job. Peter gave up, just laying there then his mother and Betty came into Peters sight saying “Peter my son you can do it, get up Peter”. Peter sprang to his feet as a wolf. Growling at them the approaching British, next he pounced on them slaying ten soldiers like it was nothing. Peter was more powerful than ever. He transformed into a rhino running through the army towards the king. The coward king tried to run away but Peter caught him and took him into the deepest part of the ocean killing the king and himself. With the British without a king the Americans managed to win the remainder of the battle without Peter. General Mustard visited Peter by the ocean hoping one day to see him again.

My power as a super villian would be to transform into any animal in the world. With this super power I would be able to do anything. If I wanna slide into a small place I would transform into a mouse or a bug. The bad part about transforming into a smaller creature its easier to get killed. If I was going to into combat I would be a wolf because no one messes with a wolf. In this transformation I would be able to kick the crap out of most people with my gained strength and agility. Also whenever the super villian is in some forms he has certain powers. When he is in tiger form he is able to disappear and turn invisible and attack you. Another ability the villian gets is when he is in bear form he has armor skin that can’t be pierced through. When he turns into a elephant he can run through any object. The hippo is able to bite through any material on this earth. I could go anywhere and do anything with this power.

I chose to transform into animals because it is a very powerful super power. Also its unbeatable especially when certain animals have powers the other ones don’t. Only way to defeat my character is to someone catch him and put him in a machine that stops him from transforming. If that ever happens he will go to his normal state without transforming. His normal state is very ugly and will make you vomit if you see him in it. This assignment was very fun and I’m looking forward to writing a story about this super villain.

At the age of 6 I had no clue what I was getting myself into moving to Australia. In Australia I lived in a very small town called Exmouth. In this town everyone was very friendly and helpful. There we had tons of fun doing things such as; going to the beach, fishing, crabbing ,and hanging out at school. While I was there I was very active playing many sports and skating. I was very popular because I was one of those kids from America. In Australia my parents got a divorce and I moved to the great state of Pennsylvania.

In Pennsylvania I went through 5th-12th grade. School was more of a social time then learning time. I gracefully went through 5th-8th grade with D’s. My freshman year I moved in with my father and I got straight A’s. This is where his strictness comes in for my past blog about him. At my fathers house I managed to gain around 50lbs and was unhappy. My sophomore year I moved back in with my mother here at Boiling Springs. Here I played football, lost wieght, and made more friends then ever. My senior year I found who I am and what I want to be.

I’m told that I am a very funny person and easy to get along with. I care about other peoples needs before mine. I don’t like people who show off and think there awesome. Even though I’m best friends with one of the cockiest people alive. I have blue eyes and im six feet tall. I look at myself as a happy person because I have all I could ever need.

One night our power went out and my mom couldnt sleep and niether could I. So we sat at the dinner table and I told her how I have seen some ghosts before. Her mouth drops and says “your Nanna D has a sixth sense”. I went on telling her the story about how I was sleeping in my Meemaws guest bedroom. While I was trying to sleep it felt like my younger sister hit me in the face with a pillow. I saw flashing white lights with my eyes closed. I wake up and punched her in her leg and said dont hit me. She freaks out and says ” I didnt hit you asshole”. So I was freaking out and didnt know what to do so I went out to the livingroom and slept by my father the pullout bed. I continued to tell her the other story about how I saw a man in chains at my best friends house. The man was very tall with black hair that covered his face. The man was very built and would stand in the doorway of his bathroom with chains across his arms. The next day I was going nuts and told my buddy about him. He told me that afew years ago he heard chains going up and down his basement stairs. Afew months later I woke up to the man screaming running from the doorway of the bathroom to the closet disappearing for the rest of the night. I never went back to my friend house which was up in the mountains in the woods.

After telling my mother these stories she thinks that I have the sixth sense aswell. She went on telling me about when she was 9 how her mother woke up looking into the distance at the beach 5 miles away from thier house. My mother told me how they had some special photographers come and take pictures in my Nanna D’s room. They found a shadowy figure of a black male standing at the edge of her bed. They said the man was black because he had a big afro. They also said that the man must of been a fisherman or a pirate at sea and died around where they lived. My Nanna D was so frightened that they moved out that day and never went back.