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Monday, September 14, 2009

create your own adventure story

Title: The Jerk And The Gentleman.
This story is about "The Jerk & the Gentleman". Some  may think that these are totally different people. Actually they are the same with different personality's. this person acts like a jerk and, a complete gentleman. The jerk name is James, he lives in a run down apartment with his wife and kids, he is employed at  a local  junkyard. Then the gentleman name is George he lives in a two garage five bedroom house, with a pool and three cars out back. George works at a law Firm as a top paid lawyer.

James Is friends with a drug dealer and they do drugs together. While George is across town working on a special case to lock up all drug dealers. George puts away Jame's friend and the rest of the drug dealers found out that it was James that put him in jail. James is confused on why they are after him because he doesn't realize that he has two different personalities and he has schizophrenia. TO BE CONTINUED................






 (B)

George goes to party!


George goes to party because he cleans the streets of one less drug dealer. So he not really worrying about the troubles that comes from putting away a drug dealer. So he's in the V.I.P lounge hanging with some groupies. Out of the blue  someone comes in with a weapon and points it at him. he gets startled and panics in the lounge but one of his body guards come in at the right time, and stops the person by throwing him to the ground.
George goes home after a long day partying in the club. He decides to call the pizza house cause he decides  that he's  going to celebrate by himself because he doesn't really want any company  at his house.  then the pizza comes he eats like two slices and go to sleep. a huge smile appears  on his face because he had got some girls number he's thinking to his self "should i call her" because he was kind of second guesting it because he had just met the girl.


choice (B)Bryant 

When James gets to the club to his surprise he finds the some Crips are there , but when he try's to get out the door they were there waiting. he  walks into the booth. When he gets in there it get real silent, so then he starts to think that he had been in the wrong place at the wrong time . with out thinking he turns around and goes up stairs and he says to his self  "I know this is a trap". He starts to hear footsteps coming up the stairs after him. He turns around and  goes down there with his AK47 fully automatic and he cuts the lights on in the booth once again and pointed his weapon. Just as he thought there was someone there. Then the hit man says "you traded on you're own crew". Then he starts to realize that he has two personalities and he drops to his knee's and gets scared, because he was the one who puts his friend away  25 to life. Suddenly without warning a shot is fired and blood is splattered and james is laying in a puddle of his own blood.

Paragraph (B)
On his way home George was feeling on top of the world, happy as every that he had put one of the drug dealers that was corrupting the streets. When George wasn't paying attention when he arrived at a stop light. he goes to look at a file that had helped him put a major drug dealer away named Petey Crack. Unexpectedly a car comes ramming into him and injuring him. As soon as he looks up his vision is blurred but he  seen a shadow of him and that was all he remembered. After george gets out the hospital his friends takes him out. While in the club he gets Shot his wife screams for help, and goes of some were in the club. The club had been cleared after the gun shots but came back in to see what happened. George goes out when they come back in, and what he didn't know that there was a car waiting at the end of the block with the lights of. he goes to his car and before he could open the door, the car comes speeding down the block roles down the window and starts to empty the whole clip on him, and he is laid out in the middle of the street trying to catch his last breath.

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