One day I came home really late, and the next morning my mom said I was grounded. My T.V., computer, and video games were taken away for a week. My week then consisted of going to the district, hanging with friends, and playing pokemon go.
Today was so shitty it started out with my fight with me and brother he went thourgh my stuff when I told him not to and I got mad and yelled at him and now I'm grounded even though he went thourgh my shit -.-
We left school as usual and traveled to Lilburn, Ga to play Parkview High for the Playoff game. We lost the game that night, but like usual we got on the bus and headed back. The guys started to play around snatching each others phone and going through it, looking for anything embarrassing to pick about. I dozed off like usual and they ended up with my phone. I must have forgotten to lock it back, because I woke up to them calling me names.”
Today mother made me run to school because the school called and told her that I have been stealing food from other kid’s. Mom thought that if she made me run i won’t have enough time to steal any food.After a few days I decided to get my chores done and run a hard as could to school, but only I would not go to school right away. I would stop by houses on my way to ask for food.Then when i got to school I would eat the food as fast as I can so mom when mom puts her finger down my throat to try to make me vomit up what I ate the food would already be
I did not do anything. One of those kids just chunked one in my eye. You may leave now. The superintendent calls in the children at the table that the cheez-it
So the next day my parents came to school. And the teacher told my parents that Jacob needs to starts doing work or he wouldn’t be able to pass 5th grade so my parents was so disappointed of me and couldn’t believe that this was happening .
I said that “I had an announcement to make so if everyone could go into the main building that would be splendid.” Once everyone was inside the building I went in with the gun tucked inside my backside so no one will see it. I said to everyone “I am sorry for flipping out this morning and I want to say to everyone GET ON THE FLOOR”! I pulled out the gun and fired off the gun 2 time. I samed out “if anyone moves I willcreamed if anyone got up I will shoot them. I went to my car to get gasoline. When I got back to the building I poured gas everywhere and I ran out and shot the gas and it exploded everywhere I had to jump over burning tires that were on fire. Then I got back into my car and drove
A boy who is in most of my classes, who I had never shared a conversation, let alone a glance with. He demanded the bullies to stop viciously ripping up my homework like a hungry pack of wolves. Every word was a blur, just a moving picture. However, one sentence stuck with me. I remember how my spine twitched, the feeling you would have while being chocked, no words. They told the boy, Pablo, that they would finish him on Monday after school. My body slumped over in the corner of the bus, still on the dreadful bus floor. What am I going to do on Monday? Pablo was the one who got himself involved, so why should I do anything to help him. Yet again, he did stick up for me and it would be rude of me to just let him get beaten. I am afraid if I tell anyone, they will take it to the school and it will be a massive problem. I don't need to draw any more attention to myself at school. I did tell Mr. Pinksky at lunch today. As per usual, he helped my decision.
The decision seemed clear-- the Pokémon cards were the best option; no further research was necessary. Little did I know at the that time this seemingly trivial decision would have colossal effects on me for the rest of my life. I impulsively bought the cards without consideration of anything else, after opening the cards I soon felt regret and anger in my decision, and because of this impulsive decision I am the thorough person I am today.
When I was 10 my companion said it would be truly cool on the off chance that we set up our Pokemon cards together on the grounds that we would have a full set and additional items. This young lady trampled me and I said yes, we put the cards in deck boxes at her home and would play with them frequently.
My hand were sweating, hovering over the buttons that controlled my character. You’ve gotten this far, I thought to myself, Don’t screw it up! I pressed the A button to confirm my decision, trembling at the thought of my attack missing. And… YES! The opponents knocked out! After months of preparing, I did it! And it wasn’t even hard!
The hot sand burned at the soles of their paws, the air hot and dry. The unforgiving light of the desert sun beamed onto them, even as it was close to dusk, seeming to add another weight upon the burdens that they carried. Exhausted beyond relief, but didn’t seem to stop themselves. The two pokemon had been walking aimlessly for the past week, looking for something that might not even exist.
Tony mumbled something about ‘wires’ under his breath as he fiddled with one of the lights above his workshop. The stupid thing had been flickering for the past hour and a half and it was driving him insane. So he was going to do the rational thing and fix it because if he didn’t the light itself would meet a fiery end and he’d probably end up with a hole in his ceiling and Pepper would kill him if he put another hole in his workshop ceiling. She’d threatened to kill him with her heels after she’d seen what he’d done to his house while making the particle accelerator. So Tony was being calm and reasonable (for the moment) and standing on top of the flat surface that was Claw’s head and fixing the loose wire that was causing the light to flicker.
You were walking home to Pallet Town, moping after giving up your dream to be a Pokemon Master. Right now, you’re on Route 1 in the plains with tall grass and trees. After a while, you halt next to a tree.
‘Gotta catch ‘em all.’ At first glance, this seemingly innocuous phrase evokes nostalgic memories of my childhood. But in recent months, the craze that is Pokémon GO has morphed that phrase into the battling cry of relentless players around the world.