Dream Threads

I knew it'd be a rough road, and it may not work out for me, but if I gave up, how would I ever know if I could've made it. I had always wanted to be the greatest Pokemon master. Right off the bat things were difficult, since I overslept and almost missed getting a starter. Then Pikachu refused to work with me, until we almost died from being attacked by Spearrow. Things only got marginally easier after that, I had never realized just how little I actually knew about Pokemon. I was destroyed by Brock when I first challenged him, and only got the badge the second time from luck. Now my partners and I have gotten all eight badges needed to enter the Indigo league. Tomorrow will bring a beginning to the battles, and will bring a chance for me to prove myself. For now however, Pikachu and I are just sitting here at night, looking out at the stars. Wondering what tomorrow might bring. We just sit in silence with only the calm, steady sound of breathing to fill the air.

Color Chip Poems

Color Chip Poems

Romantic Peach

5) Romance, it looks
7) like a pale pinkish color,
5) perhaps it is peach.

Grey or Purple?

5) Dream in Purple it
7) looks grey to me, but others
5) say it is purple.

Red Delicious, and acrostic about the Manga Fairy Tail.

Real men use their fists to talk!
Elfman yells.
Destroying the hall.

Destroyed tables, benches, and walls go flying through the air.
Elfman is not the only one destroying things though.
Loke, Grey, and Natsu are also brawling, trashing the hall as they do.
Inside the hall is complete chaos.
Cana gets annoyed at the noise and threatens to stop them with her magic.
It doesn't work, as the others start to prepare to use magic.
Old man Markarov grows to giant size and frightens the others into behaving, however it's
Useless against Natsu who wants to continue.
So Markarov steps on him.

If I were in charge of the world

If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel school,
dumb TV shows,
internet fees, and also
slowly running internets.

If I were in charge of the world
there'd be free ice cream,
real Pokémon, and
dragons.

If I were in charge of the world
you wouldn't have school.
You wouldn't have the ACT.
You wouldn't have idiots.
Or "go play with your brother."
You wouldn't even have annoying brothers.

If I were in charge of the world
a desert would be a vegetable.
All dogs would be big and fluffy.
And a person who sometimes forgot to shower,
and sometimes forgot to wake up
would still be allowed to be
in charge of the world.

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That's a cool story. Its always nice to be reminded of people you like but don't get to see often.

I like how you managed to get everything ton rhyme and still make sense. whenever I try to do poetry and have it rhyme it doesn't make sense.

I really liked this story, it was quite interesting to think about what an animal might think about a person.

I was Wondering...

Hey I was wondering what people might think about an idea I've had. You see, I love to read, and over the past couple of years I've taken up writing fanfiction. However, I haven't posted anything on any fanfiction sites yet, for three reasons. The first, and most important reason, is I need a beta reader to read through it and tell me if they think its good and what mistakes I've made. The second reason is I'm kinda nervous about other people reading what I write. And the third reason is that, I've started work on so many stories, that most of them aren't past a chapter or two long. Saying that, I wanted to know what people thought about me posting one of my stories here. If yes, there are four that I'm debating about posting. The first is a crossover between Harry Potter and Pokémon. The second is a Naruto fanfiction. The third is an eventual crossover between Naruto, Pokémon, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and Percy Jackson and the Olympians. And the fourth is a Naruto and Pokémon crossover. So please just give me some feedback about what you think. Thanks a lot.

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I can defiantly say I know what you mean, although for me it wasn't a blanket. For me it was a book that I took to the doctors appointments. You see, I have a blood disease, which means I go to the doctor a lot. I have a bone marrow biopsy, where they stick a big needle into your rear and remove a bit of bone, once a year. I would always have a book and be reading up until I could no longer keep my eyes open before the operation. Afterwords, the book would be there when I woke up. On a side note, I would suggest either changing your background, or the color of your text, as the black text is kinda hard to read.

You know, funnily enough, I did something similar to that, twice. In first or second grade, can't remember which, I was told to write a letter that I'd open in sixth grade. I don't remember what it said now, but I remember thinking that my handwriting was atrocious. I had another one that I wrote...sometime...and then opened on at a church youth group activity. That one was full of encouragement. I think everyone should do that, write a letter to themselves thats full of encouragement and the fun from when they were younger.

A Week of Fossils

A Week of Fossils

Two years ago I took a week-long college class, fun right? Normally I would say no, but this was about dinosaurs. I drove down Route 44 to a small, and mostly unknown, town named (). This was in the middle of New Mexico, right in the middle of the desert. Luckily for me, it had rained in the previous week, so instead of everything being brown there was a large amount of green as well. I met up with the other people taking the class, and the professor and the grad students. That day we didn't do much, just spoke about what we'd be doing over the week and were and when to meet the next day. The second day was the first real day of class, and the group piled into a pair of trucks, before going off down a road for the next hour. That was at six AM, we got to the dig site at seven AM. The dig site was halfway up a hill, in a position that made it impossible to get any kind of vehicle anywhere near it. the site itself was a large ledge, with a rocky slope below it and a sheer wall of stone circling it. Above the stone wall was the rock and sand filled dirt, with small, gnarled trees and spiky cacti lining the small path to the only entrance. The entrance, the sloping end of the rock wall, could be slightly tricky to get to while carrying the tools. Once there, we saw that we were limited to different sizes of hammers, chisels, and brushes for tools, nothing powered and nothing extremely heavy. There were three areas to dig at, one was on the floor, where several good fossils were, but where you were restricted to the smallest of tools. The second was low down on the wall, where the stone changed from a greenish-white to reddish-brown, once more only the smaller tools were really used, although sometimes the larger hammers and chisels were needed to break off a chunk that was higher up. The third was near the top of the wall, using large rock hammers and foot-long chisels to break off large chunks of rock to get to the fossil rich rock below. The second and third days were, for me, spent down on my knees, carefully chiseling the rock on the floor. That rock broke easily, but rarely broke the way you wanted it to, making extracting fossils difficult. There I found the first fossil, a Phytosaur tooth. I also later found another fossil, a bit of a limb bone, although we were unable to identify what it was from or which bone it was. The last few days I spent sitting up on the wall, smashing my hammer onto a chisel, in a seemingly futile attempt to remove a chunk from the wall. The rock was hard, but contained nice breaks already. Although it took several minutes of hammering to break, it would break in predictable ways, creating large solid boulders. Here I found two more Phytosaur teeth, these ones larger, and not as well preserved as the first one. After five hours sitting under the hot desert sun breaking apart rocks, we piled into the trucks, and drove for an hour to return to the museum. We would take the next half-hour or so for lunch, and then after cleaning up, we were in the lab. In the lab we would learn about one species and their fossils each day, before we would start cleaning the bones. It was slow, tedious work, and I loved it. We used three tools, water, cotton swabs, and dental picks. Using wet cotton swabs to dampen the rock and loosen the glue holding the fossil together, I then would gently, but quickly scrape at the rock. Although at first it seems to have no effect, after half an hour you start to see some progress. The class ended at five PM, and then we would do the same thing the next day. Although I only found four fossils, I got to keep all of them and had great fun with the class.