Freezing Ice to Liquid Water to Boiling Steam Lab
January.11, 2010Period. 2
Question: What will happen to the temperature of water as it changes state?Hypothesis: If a solid such as ice is heated, it will begin to turn to a liquid state known as water. As water is heated it will then turn to a gas state known as water vapour. So the more time that water is heated, the hotter the water will get which will then cause it to form big bubbles that will rise to the top causing it to boil.Materials:250mL crushed iceStirring rodThermometer with degrees in Celsius (up to Stop watch that displays minutes and secondsHot plateStand and clamp apparatusGoggles
250mL beakerData and Observations: See attached table.Procedure: 1. took our line graph and made a prediction of what will happens to the temperature of the waters as it changes state2. Place the crushed ice in the beaker. Stir the ice with the stirring rod. Place the thermometer in the beaker and measure the temperature. Record this temperature in your table in your table at the temperature at 0 minutes. Remove the thermometer. Record your observations of any changes you see in the right hand column of the table3. After 1 minute stir the ice again. Then measure and record the temperature. Record your observations of any changes you see in the right hand column of your table.4. Repeat step 3 every minute, until 5 minutes after all the ice has melted. Record your observations of any changes you see in the right hand column of your table5. To find out what happens to the temperature of water as it boils, your teacher will do a demonstration as shown on the left. Record the temperature every minute as the water is heated and for at least 5 min after it begins to boil. Record your observations of any changes.Analyze: 1. Use your data to create a line graph of temperature versus time. See attached line graph.2. On your graph, label the melting point and the boiling point.
3. Question: What do you think would happen to the temperature if you continued to boil the water, and then heat the water vapour?
Answer: If I continued to boil the water the temperature would begin to rise causing it to boil. If I then continued to heat the water vapour, the water vapour would begin to evaporate. Conclusion: Apply and extend:
5. Question: Is the following statement always true, sometimes true, or never true? Explain your answer based on your data. “When heat is added to a solid, it causes an increase in temperature.”
Answer: This statement is not true because it depends on the volume of the solid. For example the outside of a solid is going to increase in temperature quicker then the inside causing the outside of the solid to begin to melt and rise in temperature while the inside may still be frozen. 6. Question: Suppose that you are camping in the fall. You leave some water in a pail overnight. The next morning, you notice a layer of ice on the top of the water. What is the temperature of the water just below the ice?
Answer: I think that the water below the ice would be above freezing or greater than 0˚ํC (which is the freezing point of water), because the water is only frozen on the surface and not underneath. 7. Question: The melting point of pure water at sea level is 0˚C. The boiling point of pure water at sea level is 100˚C. In this investigation, what was the melting point of your water? What was the boiling point of your water? If your values are different from those above, what are some possible reasons?
Answer: The melting point of our water in this investigation was 23˚ Celsius. The boiling point in our investigation was 88˚ Celsius.
Some possible reasons would be the surrounding temperature in the room where the experiment was done; the time it took for the water to melt, the amount of water in the beaker, the temperature of the water when it was first poured in the beaker.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
January.12, 2010
Tuesday
What goes around comes around
Once long ago in the city of New York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends or money.
Her house was as small as a 20 card board boxes put together, and worst of all she was very unfashionable.
Then there was Paris who was extremely pretty very fashionable and the richest person in the world. She was the most popular girl ever known, where ever she went everybody knew her.
It was finally the end of school.
Paris was feeling very impatient today and tried rushing out the door. As she went she saw Gurku wearing old ragged blue jeans a ripped plane black top no shoes and worst of all cutting Paris right off.
Paris yelled at Gurku,“Watch it dork! Lady first loser! Why don’t you do what you do best, go the lay in the garbage dump!”
Paris shoved Gurku right onto the cold white dirty ground felling as mad as ever.
As Paris started to walk away she looked back and saw all her friends laughing and making fun of Gurku, and Gurku put her head in her knees and started to cry.
Right at that moment Paris regretted what she had done as she looked at Gurku.
There were blood on her elbows from hitting the ground and Paris new she had to do something about.
So she walked straight up to Gurku and told everyone to stop laughing.
She gave her hand to Gurku and said “here let me help you up.”
She helped her up and took her out of the school.
Gurku’s eyes were dark red from crying.
Her elbows were dripping with blood.
Paris decided to take Gurku to her chauffer.
When they got there Paris said “can you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding.”“Of coarse I will help her, but come over here Gurku so I can have a look at your arm.”After the chauffer put a band-aid on her elbow and cleaned it all up she Gurku was so thankful “I want to thank you so much Paris for helping me. That means so much to me.”“You’re welcome Gurku.”After that Paris decided to be a friend to Gurku and gave her 1 million dollars to get the shelter and food that they need to survive.
Paris told Gurku, “here Gurku I want you to have this money.”Gurku exclaimed “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can not take all of this money it is yours you keep it.”“No it is for you, go home and give it to your parents and use it to buy the food and shelter that you need to survive.”After they were done talking Paris walked into her limo feeling loyal and helpful and went home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds.
The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves.
She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear.
She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“ Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean.
It was so beautiful.
Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“Thanks mom you are the best” The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds.
The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves.
She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready.
She leaped out of her fuzzy pink pretty bed.
She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear.
She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom.”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window.
She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean.
It was so beautiful.
Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“Thanks mom, you are the best”Paris devoured her pancakes as fast a lion catching his prey.
Then her chauffer announced that her limo to go to school was here.When she got to school everybody almost seemed like they were mad at her.
All of her friends gave her dirty looks and told her that she could not hang out with them anymore.
Paris knew that something was wrong because nobody has ever hated her ever like this before.
She walked around looking at everybody and went straight up to her teacher and said “why is everybody mad at me?”“Don’t even go there Paris you know what you did!”“But I didn’t do anything!”I turned out that Paris was accused of something that she did not do.
The teacher told Paris the story with all the details and she got told that she told Gurku to go away and took her to the lake and drown her.“What? Who told you all of this? This is all a lie!”Paris ran out of the class room and got two cold pale white hands wrap around her arms.
Their hands were as rough as sandpaper.
I got pulled away into a dirty and ugly police car.“No, you can’t do this! I have done nothing!”
But there was nothing that she could do about it.
No madder how much she told the truth nothing would happen and nobody would believe her.
She screamed and kicked trying to get away.
Then out of nowhere three men injected a needle into her arm.
The needle was as red as blood.
The pain and agony went though her head.
She could smell the needle which smelt like strong hand sanitizer.
She thought to herself how could this be happening have done nothing.
With a sudden shock everything went black.The next day Paris woke finding herself in a room with no window and no people.
She tried to sit up but it was like something was holding her from getting up she felt as heavy as a truck on the grey pavement. I suddenly heard foot step growing closer every second.
I felt the sweat running down my face and palms as the footsteps came closer and closer.
The door knob started to turn and I tried to run but I was “glued” to the cold wet moldy floor.
Then a person slumped in wearing ugly and dark clothes.
I looked at her and she looked like a person that I have once met but I didn’t know who.
She held an axe in her hand.
I managed to scream out, “no please you cannot do this to me!”
I found my head on the edge of a table and me strapped down.
“You deserve to die for what you have done! Prepare to die!”
She held the axe up and it faced the sky.
There were crazy thoughts going through my head so many that I am un able to describe.
My muscles tensed I screamed trying to get away but to no avail.
I knew that for sure at this very day that these would be my last words “please somebody help me!”
I laid there as the axe began to come down onto my neck.
But something was wrong, nothing hit me.
I turned to see what was wrong and there was Gurku standing there with a sword to the girl with the axe neck.
“Drop the axe.”
The axe fell and hit the ground with a big clatter.
She ran away in fear and terror of Gurku. “Gurku, where did you come from? You saved my life.”“Save the questions for later we have to get you out of here.”When they got out Gurku explained everything to me“you got token away because somebody accused you of drowning me, but then I heard what had happened by a one of your friends and they told me where you went so I rushed there because you helped me when I was on the ground with my arms bleeding and so I thought that I should do the same thing to you, help you.” Happily Gurku leaded Paris out of the building and into her car and headed home.
When paris got home her mom eyes were filled with tears. Her eyes were as red as a ripe tomatoes. She turned around and saw me standing there looking at her. Tears started to fill my eyes as me and my mom walked towards eachother
Tuesday
What goes around comes around
Once long ago in the city of New York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends or money.
Her house was as small as a 20 card board boxes put together, and worst of all she was very unfashionable.
Then there was Paris who was extremely pretty very fashionable and the richest person in the world. She was the most popular girl ever known, where ever she went everybody knew her.
It was finally the end of school.
Paris was feeling very impatient today and tried rushing out the door. As she went she saw Gurku wearing old ragged blue jeans a ripped plane black top no shoes and worst of all cutting Paris right off.
Paris yelled at Gurku,“Watch it dork! Lady first loser! Why don’t you do what you do best, go the lay in the garbage dump!”
Paris shoved Gurku right onto the cold white dirty ground felling as mad as ever.
As Paris started to walk away she looked back and saw all her friends laughing and making fun of Gurku, and Gurku put her head in her knees and started to cry.
Right at that moment Paris regretted what she had done as she looked at Gurku.
There were blood on her elbows from hitting the ground and Paris new she had to do something about.
So she walked straight up to Gurku and told everyone to stop laughing.
She gave her hand to Gurku and said “here let me help you up.”
She helped her up and took her out of the school.
Gurku’s eyes were dark red from crying.
Her elbows were dripping with blood.
Paris decided to take Gurku to her chauffer.
When they got there Paris said “can you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding.”“Of coarse I will help her, but come over here Gurku so I can have a look at your arm.”After the chauffer put a band-aid on her elbow and cleaned it all up she Gurku was so thankful “I want to thank you so much Paris for helping me. That means so much to me.”“You’re welcome Gurku.”After that Paris decided to be a friend to Gurku and gave her 1 million dollars to get the shelter and food that they need to survive.
Paris told Gurku, “here Gurku I want you to have this money.”Gurku exclaimed “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can not take all of this money it is yours you keep it.”“No it is for you, go home and give it to your parents and use it to buy the food and shelter that you need to survive.”After they were done talking Paris walked into her limo feeling loyal and helpful and went home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds.
The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves.
She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear.
She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“ Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean.
It was so beautiful.
Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“Thanks mom you are the best” The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds.
The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves.
She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready.
She leaped out of her fuzzy pink pretty bed.
She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear.
She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom.”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window.
She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean.
It was so beautiful.
Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“Thanks mom, you are the best”Paris devoured her pancakes as fast a lion catching his prey.
Then her chauffer announced that her limo to go to school was here.When she got to school everybody almost seemed like they were mad at her.
All of her friends gave her dirty looks and told her that she could not hang out with them anymore.
Paris knew that something was wrong because nobody has ever hated her ever like this before.
She walked around looking at everybody and went straight up to her teacher and said “why is everybody mad at me?”“Don’t even go there Paris you know what you did!”“But I didn’t do anything!”I turned out that Paris was accused of something that she did not do.
The teacher told Paris the story with all the details and she got told that she told Gurku to go away and took her to the lake and drown her.“What? Who told you all of this? This is all a lie!”Paris ran out of the class room and got two cold pale white hands wrap around her arms.
Their hands were as rough as sandpaper.
I got pulled away into a dirty and ugly police car.“No, you can’t do this! I have done nothing!”
But there was nothing that she could do about it.
No madder how much she told the truth nothing would happen and nobody would believe her.
She screamed and kicked trying to get away.
Then out of nowhere three men injected a needle into her arm.
The needle was as red as blood.
The pain and agony went though her head.
She could smell the needle which smelt like strong hand sanitizer.
She thought to herself how could this be happening have done nothing.
With a sudden shock everything went black.The next day Paris woke finding herself in a room with no window and no people.
She tried to sit up but it was like something was holding her from getting up she felt as heavy as a truck on the grey pavement. I suddenly heard foot step growing closer every second.
I felt the sweat running down my face and palms as the footsteps came closer and closer.
The door knob started to turn and I tried to run but I was “glued” to the cold wet moldy floor.
Then a person slumped in wearing ugly and dark clothes.
I looked at her and she looked like a person that I have once met but I didn’t know who.
She held an axe in her hand.
I managed to scream out, “no please you cannot do this to me!”
I found my head on the edge of a table and me strapped down.
“You deserve to die for what you have done! Prepare to die!”
She held the axe up and it faced the sky.
There were crazy thoughts going through my head so many that I am un able to describe.
My muscles tensed I screamed trying to get away but to no avail.
I knew that for sure at this very day that these would be my last words “please somebody help me!”
I laid there as the axe began to come down onto my neck.
But something was wrong, nothing hit me.
I turned to see what was wrong and there was Gurku standing there with a sword to the girl with the axe neck.
“Drop the axe.”
The axe fell and hit the ground with a big clatter.
She ran away in fear and terror of Gurku. “Gurku, where did you come from? You saved my life.”“Save the questions for later we have to get you out of here.”When they got out Gurku explained everything to me“you got token away because somebody accused you of drowning me, but then I heard what had happened by a one of your friends and they told me where you went so I rushed there because you helped me when I was on the ground with my arms bleeding and so I thought that I should do the same thing to you, help you.” Happily Gurku leaded Paris out of the building and into her car and headed home.
When paris got home her mom eyes were filled with tears. Her eyes were as red as a ripe tomatoes. She turned around and saw me standing there looking at her. Tears started to fill my eyes as me and my mom walked towards eachother
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
What goes around comes around #1!!!!!!
What goes around comes around
Once long ago in the city of New York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends or money. Her house was as small as a 20 card board boxes put together, and worst of all she was very unfashionable. Then there was Paris who was extremely pretty very fashionable and the richest person in the world. She was the most popular girl ever known, where ever she went everybody knew her. It was finally the end of school. Paris was feeling very impatient today and tried rushing out the door. As she went she saw Gurku wearing old ragged blue jeans a ripped plane black top no shoes and worst of all cutting Paris right off. Paris yelled at Gurku,
“Watch it dork! Lady first loser! Why don’t you do what you do best, go the lay in the garbage dump!”
Paris shoved Gurku right onto the cold white dirty ground felling as mad as ever. As Paris started to walk away she looked back and saw all her friends laughing and making fun of Gurku, and Gurku put her head in her knees and started to cry. Right at that moment Paris regretted what she had done as she looked at Gurku. There were blood on her elbows from hitting the ground and Paris new she had to do something about. So she walked straight up to Gurku and told everyone to stop laughing. She gave her hand to Gurku and said “here let me help you up.” She helped her up and took her out of the school. Gurku’s eyes were dark red from crying. Her elbows were dripping with blood. Paris decided to take Gurku to her chauffer. When they got there Paris said “can you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding.”
“Of coarse I will help her, but come over here Gurku so I can have a look at your arm.”
After the chauffer put a band-aid on her elbow and cleaned it all up she Gurku was so thankful “I want to thank you so much Paris for helping me. That means so much to me.”
“You’re welcome Gurku.”
After that Paris decided to be a friend to Gurku and gave her 1 million dollars to get the shelter and food that they need to survive. Paris told Gurku, “here Gurku I want you to have this money.”
Gurku exclaimed “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can not take all of this money it is yours you keep it.”
“No it is for you, go home and give it to your parents and use it to buy the food and shelter that you need to survive.”
After they were done talking Paris walked into her limo feeling loyal and helpful and went home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds. The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves. She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She leaped out of her fuzzy pink pretty bed. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear. She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast. “Hey mom.”“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”“It was great.”“I am making your favourite breakfast just for you”“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”“ Anything for you Paris.”Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean. It was so beautiful. Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes. “Thanks mom, you are the best”
Paris devoured her pancakes as fast a lion catching his prey. Then her chauffer announced that her limo to go to school was here.
When she got to school everybody almost seemed like they were mad at her. All of her friends gave her dirty looks and told her that she could not hang out with them anymore. Paris knew that something was wrong because nobody has ever hated her ever like this before. She walked around looking at everybody and went straight up to her teacher and said “why is everybody mad at me?”
“Don’t even go there Paris you know what you did!”
“But I didn’t do anything!”
I turned out that Paris was accused of something that she did not do. The teacher told Paris the story with all the details and she got told that she told Gurku to go away and took her to the lake and drown her.
“What? Who told you all of this? This is all a lie!”
Paris ran out of the class room and got two cold pale white hands wrap around her arms and pulled away into a dirty and ugly police car.
“No, you can’t do this! I have done nothing!” but there was nothing that she could do about it. No madder how much she told the truth nothing would happen and nobody would believe her. She screamed and kicked trying to get away. Then out of no where three men injected a needle into her arm. The pain and agony went though her head. She could smell the needle which smelt like strong hand sanitizer. She thought to herself how could this be happening have done nothing. With a sudden shock everything went black.
The next day Paris woke finding herself in a room with no window and no people. She tried to sit up but it was like something was holding her from getting up she felt as heavy as a truck on the grey pavement. i suddenly heard foot step growing closer every second. I felt the sweat running down my face and palms as the foot steps came closer and closer. The door knob started to turn and I tried to run but I was “glued” to the cold wet mouldy floor. Then a person slumped in wearing ugly and dark clothes. I looked at her and she looked like a person that I have once met but I didn’t know who. She held an axe in her hand. I managed to scream out, “no please you can not do this to me!” I found my head on the edge of a table and me strapped down. “You deserve to die for what you have done! Prepare to die!” She held the axe up and it faced the sky. There were crazy thoughts going though my head so many that I am un able to describe. My muscles tensed I screamed trying to get away but to no avail. I knew that for sure at this very day that these would be my last words “please somebody help me!” I laid there as the axe began to come down onto my neck. But something was wrong, nothing hit me. I turned to see what was wrong and there was Gurku standing there with a sword to the girl with the axe neck. “Drop the axe.” The axe fell and hit the ground with a big clatter. She ran away in fear and terror of Gurku.
“Gurku, where did you come from? You saved my life.”
“Save the questions for later we have to get you out of here.”
When they got out Gurku explained everything to me
“ you got token away
Once long ago in the city of New York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends or money. Her house was as small as a 20 card board boxes put together, and worst of all she was very unfashionable. Then there was Paris who was extremely pretty very fashionable and the richest person in the world. She was the most popular girl ever known, where ever she went everybody knew her. It was finally the end of school. Paris was feeling very impatient today and tried rushing out the door. As she went she saw Gurku wearing old ragged blue jeans a ripped plane black top no shoes and worst of all cutting Paris right off. Paris yelled at Gurku,
“Watch it dork! Lady first loser! Why don’t you do what you do best, go the lay in the garbage dump!”
Paris shoved Gurku right onto the cold white dirty ground felling as mad as ever. As Paris started to walk away she looked back and saw all her friends laughing and making fun of Gurku, and Gurku put her head in her knees and started to cry. Right at that moment Paris regretted what she had done as she looked at Gurku. There were blood on her elbows from hitting the ground and Paris new she had to do something about. So she walked straight up to Gurku and told everyone to stop laughing. She gave her hand to Gurku and said “here let me help you up.” She helped her up and took her out of the school. Gurku’s eyes were dark red from crying. Her elbows were dripping with blood. Paris decided to take Gurku to her chauffer. When they got there Paris said “can you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding.”
“Of coarse I will help her, but come over here Gurku so I can have a look at your arm.”
After the chauffer put a band-aid on her elbow and cleaned it all up she Gurku was so thankful “I want to thank you so much Paris for helping me. That means so much to me.”
“You’re welcome Gurku.”
After that Paris decided to be a friend to Gurku and gave her 1 million dollars to get the shelter and food that they need to survive. Paris told Gurku, “here Gurku I want you to have this money.”
Gurku exclaimed “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can not take all of this money it is yours you keep it.”
“No it is for you, go home and give it to your parents and use it to buy the food and shelter that you need to survive.”
After they were done talking Paris walked into her limo feeling loyal and helpful and went home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds. The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves. She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She leaped out of her fuzzy pink pretty bed. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear. She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast. “Hey mom.”“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”“It was great.”“I am making your favourite breakfast just for you”“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”“ Anything for you Paris.”Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean. It was so beautiful. Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes. “Thanks mom, you are the best”
Paris devoured her pancakes as fast a lion catching his prey. Then her chauffer announced that her limo to go to school was here.
When she got to school everybody almost seemed like they were mad at her. All of her friends gave her dirty looks and told her that she could not hang out with them anymore. Paris knew that something was wrong because nobody has ever hated her ever like this before. She walked around looking at everybody and went straight up to her teacher and said “why is everybody mad at me?”
“Don’t even go there Paris you know what you did!”
“But I didn’t do anything!”
I turned out that Paris was accused of something that she did not do. The teacher told Paris the story with all the details and she got told that she told Gurku to go away and took her to the lake and drown her.
“What? Who told you all of this? This is all a lie!”
Paris ran out of the class room and got two cold pale white hands wrap around her arms and pulled away into a dirty and ugly police car.
“No, you can’t do this! I have done nothing!” but there was nothing that she could do about it. No madder how much she told the truth nothing would happen and nobody would believe her. She screamed and kicked trying to get away. Then out of no where three men injected a needle into her arm. The pain and agony went though her head. She could smell the needle which smelt like strong hand sanitizer. She thought to herself how could this be happening have done nothing. With a sudden shock everything went black.
The next day Paris woke finding herself in a room with no window and no people. She tried to sit up but it was like something was holding her from getting up she felt as heavy as a truck on the grey pavement. i suddenly heard foot step growing closer every second. I felt the sweat running down my face and palms as the foot steps came closer and closer. The door knob started to turn and I tried to run but I was “glued” to the cold wet mouldy floor. Then a person slumped in wearing ugly and dark clothes. I looked at her and she looked like a person that I have once met but I didn’t know who. She held an axe in her hand. I managed to scream out, “no please you can not do this to me!” I found my head on the edge of a table and me strapped down. “You deserve to die for what you have done! Prepare to die!” She held the axe up and it faced the sky. There were crazy thoughts going though my head so many that I am un able to describe. My muscles tensed I screamed trying to get away but to no avail. I knew that for sure at this very day that these would be my last words “please somebody help me!” I laid there as the axe began to come down onto my neck. But something was wrong, nothing hit me. I turned to see what was wrong and there was Gurku standing there with a sword to the girl with the axe neck. “Drop the axe.” The axe fell and hit the ground with a big clatter. She ran away in fear and terror of Gurku.
“Gurku, where did you come from? You saved my life.”
“Save the questions for later we have to get you out of here.”
When they got out Gurku explained everything to me
“ you got token away
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
what goes around comes around
January.12, 2010
Tuesday
What goes around comes around
Once long ago in the city of new York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends no money and worst of all no fashion. Then there was Paris who had long straight blond hair, was very fashionable, popular, and one of the richest people in the world. Gurku and Paris go to school. Gurku cuts of Paris and Paris gets really mad at Gurku and says “get out of my way! Ladies first loser! Why don’t you go back to what you like to do best lay in the garbage dump?” Paris shoves Gurku onto the ground and walks away. Gurku looks at Gurku and saw that her elbows were bleeding and that everyone was laughing at her so she thinks in her mind “ I have to do something I cannot just let her sit there and cry and get made fun of. So Paris goes over and tells everyone to stop laughing at her. And then Paris gives Gurku her hand and says “here let me help you up.” So Paris puts out her hand to Gurku and helps her up. Than Paris takes Gurku out of the school and to her chauffer and says “could you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding. She is hurt!” and then the chauffer replies “of course I will help her. Here come over here Gurku and let me have a look at you arm.” Than the chauffer puts a bandied on her elbow and cleans it up. After that Gurku says to Paris “thank you so much for coming back for me. You have no idea how much that means to me.” Than Paris replies “you’re welcome Gurku. I didn’t want you to feel sad and angry, and also I wanted to be nice to you.” Than Paris brings out her pink shiny purse and gets her check book and gives a check to Gurku for 1 million dollar and says to Gurku “this is for you Gurku I want you to have it.” “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can’t take this, this is your money, you keep It.” than Paris replied “no it is yours give it to your family and use it to buy food and shelter, or things that you need to survive.” Gurku was so happy that she could finally buy good food and have a nice home. She could finally have a life like Paris, well at least kind of like Paris. Then Paris walked away felling loyal and kind and she knew that she had for one in her life spent her money on something that she needed to. She told her chauffer stop at the mall and then meet her at the front of the mall and drive her home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds. The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves. She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear. She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“ Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean. It was so beautiful. Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“thanks mom you are the best”
Tuesday
What goes around comes around
Once long ago in the city of new York there was a girl named Gurku left with no friends no money and worst of all no fashion. Then there was Paris who had long straight blond hair, was very fashionable, popular, and one of the richest people in the world. Gurku and Paris go to school. Gurku cuts of Paris and Paris gets really mad at Gurku and says “get out of my way! Ladies first loser! Why don’t you go back to what you like to do best lay in the garbage dump?” Paris shoves Gurku onto the ground and walks away. Gurku looks at Gurku and saw that her elbows were bleeding and that everyone was laughing at her so she thinks in her mind “ I have to do something I cannot just let her sit there and cry and get made fun of. So Paris goes over and tells everyone to stop laughing at her. And then Paris gives Gurku her hand and says “here let me help you up.” So Paris puts out her hand to Gurku and helps her up. Than Paris takes Gurku out of the school and to her chauffer and says “could you please help Gurku sir? Her elbow is bleeding. She is hurt!” and then the chauffer replies “of course I will help her. Here come over here Gurku and let me have a look at you arm.” Than the chauffer puts a bandied on her elbow and cleans it up. After that Gurku says to Paris “thank you so much for coming back for me. You have no idea how much that means to me.” Than Paris replies “you’re welcome Gurku. I didn’t want you to feel sad and angry, and also I wanted to be nice to you.” Than Paris brings out her pink shiny purse and gets her check book and gives a check to Gurku for 1 million dollar and says to Gurku “this is for you Gurku I want you to have it.” “Paris I don’t know what to say, I can’t take this, this is your money, you keep It.” than Paris replied “no it is yours give it to your family and use it to buy food and shelter, or things that you need to survive.” Gurku was so happy that she could finally buy good food and have a nice home. She could finally have a life like Paris, well at least kind of like Paris. Then Paris walked away felling loyal and kind and she knew that she had for one in her life spent her money on something that she needed to. She told her chauffer stop at the mall and then meet her at the front of the mall and drive her home.
The next day the bright sun shined through her white silky blinds. The sound of the graceful blue waves was ringing in her ear from the ocean waves. She slowly glanced over at the clock at noticed that she had only 30minutes to get ready. She rushed over to her pink perfect pretty wardrobe and picked out an outfit to wear. She had a shower and got ready to go and came down stairs and came to her mom who was making Paris a fresh pancake breakfast.
“Hey mom”
“Hey sweetie how was your sleep?”
“It was great.”
“I am making your favorite breakfast just for you”
“Of course, because it just for me. Thanks mom.”
“ Anything for you Paris.”
Paris sat down on her couch and looked out the window. She had an amazing view of part of the big blue ocean. It was so beautiful. Her mom came and handed Paris pancakes.
“thanks mom you are the best”
Monday, January 11, 2010
Slow Down
Slow Down
There was sweat beaming down my face as the sun hit my small pale face. There was a bridge right in front of me. As went to go and cross it the bridge suddenly collapses leaving me in mid air and me asking questions like “what will I do when I land? Will I survive this dramatic fall?” Before I knew it I was in the water. I hit the water with a huge splash and hit my head on a small pointy rock. The pain and agony roared in my head like 100 needles being stabbed into me at once. As my head hit the rock all I could think about was me floating in the air on a cloud. If my family. I was wondering if I was ever going to see them again. I could taste slimy discussing fish. I could barley breath which left me felling extremely light headed.
There was sweat beaming down my face as the sun hit my small pale face. There was a bridge right in front of me. As went to go and cross it the bridge suddenly collapses leaving me in mid air and me asking questions like “what will I do when I land? Will I survive this dramatic fall?” Before I knew it I was in the water. I hit the water with a huge splash and hit my head on a small pointy rock. The pain and agony roared in my head like 100 needles being stabbed into me at once. As my head hit the rock all I could think about was me floating in the air on a cloud. If my family. I was wondering if I was ever going to see them again. I could taste slimy discussing fish. I could barley breath which left me felling extremely light headed.
Motorcycle accident
The light of the car went flashing in my eyes as a yellow taxi came spinning toward me. All I could think about was my parents and what they would think of me. I could almost hear them saying “No my daughter! What has happened to her how can I live with this!” without even knowing what happened a huge car came and smashed into me and sent my car flying though the air. Right as my head hit the window I saw another 10 cars all crashed into each other and thought was this all my fault? Then everything went pitch black. I was gone forever.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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