Japan Tsunami

Honestly, I think we should help Japan after all that has happened. We helped Haiti, which indeed was a lot worse, and Haiti isn't as big as Japan. But at the same time I kind of think we shouldn't. Why doesn't a closer Country like China or maybe Russia help them out? It's not about how close who are to them either. We have super debt to pay off, look at Wisconsin itself, owing a whole chunk of money.

The gnome!

Authors Note: How or why did I do this story you may ask. Well one day I was at my desk, and I was thinking of a story. I looked at my Packer gnome, and said "What should I do?". That's when I felt it hit like a meteor, it was almost like the gnome was talking to me. I took the gnome, the Superbowl, and where my second favorite music originated, and put it in the  most weird story about a gnome,. football, and Jamaica ever!


One day in Jamaica, Americans had come to bring Pittsburgh Steelers gear. Most of Jamaica hated the Steelers, so they just threw everything in the garbage. Except for on person, his name was Ramo. He had gotten a Packers gnome. He was so happy from that day on. Well, that night he put the gnome close to his bed, so he could brush his teeth before he went to sleep.When Ramo got back the gnome was not there?! He searched everywhere for it. Well, there is a time where everyone is fast asleep and Ramo was getting to that point. So, he went back to his house and went to bed. The next morning Ramo got dressed and headed out the door as fast as possible. He walked all over Jamaica looking for his gnome. He looked in every trash can he could find.


He was ready to quit, when all of a sudden he sees his gnome in an antique store, even though the gnome wasn't an antique. Ramo runs into the store demanding his gnome back. But the manager says it has already been sold. So, Ramo asks who he sold it to. The manager explains the man as brown hair and eyes, very skinny, wearing a big chain necklace with a clock on it, and always looks very tired. Ramo went looking for this very tired man. By the time he had found the man, the man didn't have the gnome any more. So, now Ramo asked him what happened to it. The man pointed at a kid, who had just stolen it from the man's lawn. So, Ramo chased down the little boy for hours. Ramo finally caught up to him, because he had ran out breath.


The little boy then threw the gnome straight into the ocean. Ramo jumped into a boat and set off to sea. He was on his boat in the ocean for nearly a year. When he ended up  on land he found his gnome, but he didn't know where he was. He found out that he was in Florida, USA, and today was the Superbowl. Ramo noticed that the Packer gnome's head could detach, so he took it off and inside was a front row ticket to the Superbowl! When he got to the stadium, he gave the ticket people the ticket, and headed inside. When he sat down he noticed that the Packers were playing the Patriots.


Throughout the whole game Ramo was yelling and cheering. By the end of the game Ramo had lost his voice, but it was worth it to him. The Packers came out victorious with a win of 100-0! Ramo was so happy so he bought all of Jamaica Packers gear, so they don't need any Patriots gear. Jamaica was so proud of Ramo, so they threw him the biggest party Jamaica ever had. From that day forth Jamaica was the happiest country in the world, and and went to every Superbowl the Packers played, (a lot). Everyone they went to the Packers were once again victorious. After every game they would buy even more Packer gear that was better and more new once again.

It was a very dark night in the middle of the woods,and I heard something that sounded like someone was stepping on sticks. So I started to run, away from the horrible sound, but everywhere I ran it was still there! Then I saw an opening out of the woods, so I started running again. When I got out, it was really quiet. There was a lake right ahead of where I was standing, so I walked over to the edge of it. I saw my reflection in the water, then the water started to ripple. It kept getting more rippled, it was kind of freaking me out, so I stuck my hand in the water, and the rippling stopped. It felt like I was touching bodies, DEAD bodies! When I pulled my hand sure enough there was a body right there in my hand! I screamed as loud as possible, but nobody came to me. Then the body started talking to me. It sounded like a mixture of Latin and Japanese, almost like a spell. Then he opened his eyes and grabbed me by the neck. He was choking me to death. So I grabbed his ear and twisted it, thinking he would like the felling. But the ear just cracked and fell off. So I punched his heart out with all of my strength, and it worked. As soon as I punched his heart out he stopped choking me, and died. But then the whole lake started rippling again, and over 20 of them came out after me. It was obviously Pewaukee lake, and I started to freak out like insanely. They all came up to me, I thought I was about to die. But they congratulated me. Who ever I pulled out of the water, everyone hated, it's almost like I saved the day. But then the man got up at yelled a spell as loud as possible and all of the dead people died(again). I was horrified, so what did I do? I yelled the same spell, and he died(again). What a horrific night. Never go to Pewaukee lake at night.