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 Creative Writing For Jake Taylor it was an ordinary day in bed drinking soup his mom made him, when waves of water came rushing from inside his bedroom. Then he got pulled inside of his bed and he met with Poseidon the god of water. For a god Poseidon looked very casual sitting on his throne with his trident. Poseidon said to Jake, ”I will gift you with my powers of controlling the sea and horses.” The only reason Poseidon did this was he was getting old and not very powerful. So with one great blow of his mouth Poseidon gave almost all his powers to Jake. Finally Jake woke up. The next day Jake woke up and everything that he thought he dreamed he put it in his what he called a dream journal. When he finished recording it he went to the bathroom to get ready for school since it was Friday. When he turned on the pipe something strange happened, the water smelled like the ocean. “Weird,” he thought to himself. Jake went downstairs and said to his mom, “Hey mom, what’s for breakfast?” “Eggs and bacon,” replied Mrs. Taylor. When Jake finished eating he got dressed, brushed his teeth, grabbed his stuff, kissed his mom, ran out the door, and waited for the bus. When he went on the bus, immediately after he sat down he started to sleep. Every day Jake has ridden the bus it always smells like the same thing, smelly socks wrapped in a hint of ginger. But this day was different. When he came off the bus, he went to his homeroom teacher, Mr. Gillinhage, he was from Germany. Jake sort of liked his school, Frank Lincoln Middle School, it was a decent school except for the bullies that always picked on him. Every day Jake came home with some sort of bruise put he never told his mom or his dad, his dad was always on business trips. All Jake thought about in his fifth period before lunch was his dream that he had. He was so much into his dream that he never raised his hand once even though Science was his favorite subject. When Jake was ready for lunch he was in line waiting for “the grumpy, nasty, old witch” who would serve him food. When it was his turn the grumpy lunch woman said,” What would you like to eat? We have potatoes or rice with chicken today?” “I will have,” Jake said, “ Rice and chicken, please.” Even though he never liked the lunch lady he always kept his manners. Jake really didn’t have a friend so getting a table was pretty hard. After five minutes he found a seat and ate his lunch. “Eew, that is gross mashed potatoes,” someone else said. He went out to recess. We went around the corner where he usually waits and played some video games. Before he knew it, his face was on the ground and three people were laughing at him. He got right up punched all three of them at the same time. After all the punches, and for some reason all of the sewage pipes burst and quarts of water spilled out and soaked the bullies. Jake sunk in the water and came up back breathing fine, he felt invincible and punched them again. In the end Jake was the only one that was not wet, but the rest of bullies were soaking wet. The funny thing is that no one ever noticed. Article posted October 12, 2011 at 11:51 AM • comment (1) • Reads 848 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments  I loved it. It was really interesting. The only problem was that it was kind of hard to understand.
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