Story

A gust of wind brushed against my cheak, sending a shiver down my spine. With a face like no other he looked at me. Breathing down my neck, he pulled the knife out of his pocket and plased it across my throwt. My hand shivered for I knew that these were my last seconds. Being a CSI I always thought I would take a bullet, or possibly die of old age, but never even in my wildest dreams could I see this coming. It felt like forever, while in fact it was only a matter of seconds. Slowly but surely he sliced the knife across my neck, making sure I felt every bit of pain and ageny. I lied there for days, dead and slowly fading away. In an old abandon factory I lie...my sirit watching over what used to be the life I lived.




3 Years Later...






Finally someone had found my body...but my all that was left of my now rotting body, was a skeleton... And all that was left for evidence was a fork, cotton ball, cuetip, toy train and Cambles Chicken Noodle Soup... Will anyone ever be able to solve my murder...

Illusions

Authors note:  In class we did picture journal and I picked this picture because it looks like it is moving and it also looks like a flower and I like flowers.

Have you ever looked at something and it moved or looked like something else?  Well that is called an illusion this picture is an illusion of a flower it looks like.  There are a lot of illusions like in different stores.  You may see something that someone else does not see.  I think that that is really cool.  I see a flower that is purple and green with lots of different shapes in it.  There is a flower that is getting smaller and then bigger.  And the shapes are around the flower.