the man and his dog

In a deep forest separated from the touch of human civilization.

a man named Robert and his dog Apollo went for a walk into a forest where they were surrounded by giant waterfalls and large fallen trees. The forest looked like it would go on forever. Robert and Apollo found a mysterious path that they had never ventured down. Soon a mysterious yellow fog slowly crept behind them until they were engulfed.

 They tried to go back but the path had disappeared. Was it Robert’s imagination? No, it felt real. “It had to be,” he thought. They retraced their steps to a tunnel but something felt off? Was there a tunnel they walked through? “No, is my mind playing tricks on me?”  It had to be the only explanation. He made a fatal mistake walking into the tunnel., Shrugging it off he continued into the deep pitch black tunnel where anything could be waiting. There was no sign of any light at the end.

Suddenly a flash of two yellow lights blinded their eyes. A bellowing creaking, spiked their ears. Something was coming. 

They ran the other way as fast as they could, the bellowing noise coming closer and closer. As they ran to the other side they spotted a run down cabin in the distance. Taking shelter as the thing outside destroyed the tunnel and nearby trees causing a chain reaction which destroyed half the cabin in the process. Some of their gear and equipment was destroyed except for a hunting rifle that was fully loaded.

As night hit hard the surroundings changed in a flash. a storm was about to hit hard and fast and now with their food crushed they were starving.

A howl was heard near the cabin. Robert grabbed the hunting rifle carefully and ready to take aim at the wolf. The wolf was quick and found where the man was pouncing on his chest biting and clawing at him. Robert fired the gun ending the wolf’s life. 

As dawn arrived the man and his dog walked out of the destroyed cabin and looked at the chaos in front of them. They kept walking deeper into the forest and at the end of the path was a cliff side with a collapsing watch tower . They climbed up and rested. 

Boy on a Bike

Burning up Energy:

i made this car sticker for the people behind a car to see so they can stop stressing out and get home for a rest 

I walked through the quiet street with my dad and little sister to the shop. We heard a grumbling sound from below that lasted a few seconds. I didn’t think much about it as we continued to walk on. Paying at the till, the ground shook hard again. The walls began to crack and crumble. Metal beams came down crushing shelves, falling down the aisles. The roof groaned and collapsed trapping all the customers as they tried to escape. I fell unconscious.

“Help help,” I screamed, but no response. I pulled on my left hand but it was stuck in rubble. I brushed off the pain and kept pulling and pulling till my hand slowly scraped through the rubble. It bled as I pulled it out. I looked around searching and searching for my dad and sister. I couldn’t see them anywhere. Realisation came to mind… were they dead?

Hi, I’m Christopher. I’m 15 years and 3 months old. I went for my early morning stroll around 4 to 5 am. I walked around and saw Wellington, Mrs Shears poodle. She lived down the street to the left and two houses down. Wellington, Mrs Shears’ dog, was not small and like the fashionable poodles. Wellington was a big poodle. Mrs Shears must’ve been worried I thought.

As I got closer I saw a pitch fork stabbing into Wellington. The pitch fork wasn’t tilting or falling so it must’ve gone through him.” I liked dogs. I touched his muzzle for four minutes until Mrs. Shears ran out of her house with her pajamas and her bathrobe yelling and yelling, “what have you done to my dog, get away from him!” I moved back 2 meters and put my head on the grass and curled up.

I don’t like the yelling, it’s like they are going to hit me. After some time a police woman and a police man came. The police woman had a rip on her knee while the policeman had a leaf sticking out of his shoe. I like the police. The police woman comforted Mrs. Shears and took her into the house. The policeman started to ask questions. I tried to answer them all but he kept asking and asking so I crouched down. The policeman pulled me up. I don’t like being touched so I hit him. The policeman got mad at me and arrested me and told the policewoman he would be back so that he can take me to jail. And will pick her up later

We got in the car and drove all the way to the station. He locked me in a cell. I heard my dad talking to the officer, “that’s my son let him go please.” Then an officer took me out of my cell. I saw my dad, he raised his right hand and I raised my left and made his fingers touch. I knew he wanted to hug me but I didn’t like being touched so we do this instead. A policeman with hairy nostrils that looked like mice lived inside took my dad and me into an interrogation room. “Did you mean to hit the policeman?” he asked. “No,” I said. Speaking again he asked, “did you know that hitting a policeman was bad?” “Yes,” I responded. He asked,” Did you kill the dog?” I said “no.” But the policeman said “you know lying to a police officer is bad!” “You know I’ve never lied,” I answered back.

the blue tripe represents parasitism and justice.

the red stripe represents the valor and the blood split for freedom and independence .

the sun represents independence but its eight rays represent the eight provinces that led the Philippine uprising against the Spanish rule.

the three stars represent the three main geographical reigns of the Philippines: luson mindanao and Visayas.

and the white triangle represents equality and the katipunan national organization.

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If I met Jesus in a park and he asked me… “are you living by my Beatitudes?” I would say…