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