Superbowl XLIII

The Superbowl will be very exciting. It is the Pittsburg Steelers Vs. the Arizona Cardinals. I personally think that the Steelers will completely destroy the Cardinals. How did the Cardinals get into the Superbowl in the first place? LUCK! PURE LUCK! They are 9 and 7! How is that possible that they made it to the Superbowl?!? Probably because every other team was really terrible. So tune in to NBC to watch Superbowl XLIII at 6:00 PM Eastern Time. But, I know that you know that the Cardinals already lost! So don't be surprised about the outcome!

A-Team

Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack are all partners in crime. Each villain has a unique skill. Tyler specializes in martial arts, ready to destroy anyone in his way. Sam specializes in safe-cracking; there isn’t a safe that stands a chance. Alex specializes in breaking and entering without setting off alarms or getting caught, he’s gotten out of a lot of tight spots. Jack is the genius of the group, he makes all the plans. This group of villains cooperate very well together.
They grew up together in poverty and when they finally had had enough, they made a decision. They decided to steal enough money to go to Luxembourg, the richest city in the world.
Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack all stepped out of the black van. They were all relieved to be standing up again; they have been sitting down in an airplane and a van for about eight hours. Tyler, Sam, and Alex waited as Jack got four rooms to the Marriot hotel. As soon as they got settled in their rooms with their luggage, they met in Jack’s room and ordered dinner. During dinner, they devised a plan to rob the city bank of Luxembourg.
At ten o’clock the next day, the plan was in action. Jack noticed that everyday, a bank van exits at ten thirty and enters thirty minutes later. All four of the men were ready to steal the bank van. They waited anxiously as they finally saw the bank van driving towards them. Jack parked a car right in front of the van as Tyler, Sam, and Alex opened the door and knocked out the driver. They tied the driver up and put him in the trunk of the other car. They went to a private garage to finish the work. The men created a fake bottom to the van big enough to fit Tyler, Sam, and Alex as Jack drove.
Jack drove the bank van wearing the uniform the driver was wearing and Jack had also stole his ID card just in case. Jack was kind of nervous driving the van, thinking that the plan might not work. He managed to drive past the gates of the bank security. As soon as he got in the garage he saw that no one else was in there. Tyler, Sam, and Alex got out of the fake bottom and ran to the staircase. Jack was very clever to torture the driver into telling him information about where the safe was.
Tyler ran with the map. As Sam and Alex followed Tyler, they saw three security guards. Tyler was very happy at that moment. He hasn’t fought anyone in a long time, and now he had his chance. Tyler passed the map to Sam. “Ill catch up with you guys later!” exclaimed Tyler. As Sam and Alex turned the corner, the vault was in sight. Sam noticed that you needed to crack a code to open the vault door. It took Sam about five minutes but he managed to crack the code. “Ill stay and keep watch!” shouted Sam. Alex was the last resource. He saw that many alarms could be set off in this room. He dodged the laser lights and disconnected the cameras. He stuffed the money into all of the trash bags and ran out.
Tyler and Sam were waiting for Alex. As soon as they saw him they both yelled "Come on!" They started to run towards the nearest exit, the stairs leading up to the rooftop. As soon as Tyler opened the door to the rooftop, they see Jack. "I got caught and had to run to the rooftop!" explained Jack. Tyler, Sam, and Alex were relieved to see that Jack brought four parachutes with him. They all strapped parachutes on them just as the security guards reached them. Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack all jumped at once. Tyler, Sam, and Alex landed safely on the ground. On the other hand, Jack's parachute didnt work. Jack hurtled fifty feet and died from the terrible collision.
Tyler, Sam, and Alex were drowned with sadness. They took a last salut to their team leader and ran off. Each of them carried a trash bag, filled with hundred dollar bills. They were sweating becuase of the intense heat, and they had two sets of clothes. One for bank robbing, and one for seeming like a "civillian." They went into what used to be Jacks room and said nothing. Ten minutes later the men decided to pack their bags, and move to the United States. As soon as they got at the airport, the men were arrested. Jack, the leader and genius of the team, was the reason that Tyler, Sam, Alex, and himself werent arrested yet. Jack kept their identities safe from the police. Now that he was dead, theyre identities were revealed. The great "A-Team" as they called themselves, were finally captured.

Family Lies or Family Ties?

The shadowy figure dashed across the busy highway. I watched as men in blue uniforms ran after him. "Mom can you hurry up?" I exclaimed. I was already late for football practice and I wasn't going to be any more late than I already was because of a little distraction. "The police will catch him..." I thought to myself as I stepped out of the van and ran towards the field.
Today's practice was exhausting. As soon as it was over I walked home to relax, and go to bed. I was walking home when I saw a group of people crowded around a figure lying on the ground. As I worked my way through the crowd, I could faintly tell that the figure was a woman. As I got closer and closer, I started to recognize her. "Mom!" I rushed my way through the crowd. I knelt beside her body, hoping this was all just a horrible nightmare. I asked the officers what had happened. They told me that their best guess was that a thief that robbed a bank earlier today stole her car, killing her so that she wouldn't say anything.
Then I remembered the man I saw earlier. I could faintly remember him, he was clutching a bag. The bag was partially opened, and something fell out. The object was flat and light, floating away as if it wanted to escape the hands of the villain. The object of course, was a hundred dollar bill. The man I thought the police would put to justice, was the murderer of my mother.
I asked the officers if they knew who committed this horrible crime. I listened keenly as they slowly began to tell me that their best guess was a twenty-six year old man by the name of Arnold Greene. "It can’t be possible" I thought to myself. Arnold Greene was my older brother that moved away a couple of years ago. "There has to be some mistake!" I exclaimed. "He left his fingerprints on the lamp post, probably where he strangled and killed the victim." I’ve heard enough, I shoved my way out of the crowd and walked home.
As I walked through the front door of my house, thousands of thoughts filled my head. I walked towards an old family picture, one with my older brother in it. As soon as I saw Arnold in the picture, I hurtled it across the room. The glass shattered into a million pieces and the picture was ruined. I ran up to my bedroom and collected my belongings, “Only what I need.” I thought to myself as I frantically rummaged through my drawers.
I ran to the only place that was the closest thing to home. I ran up the stairs of the balcony and knocked on the door of my best friends’ house. Jimmy, my best friend, answered the door. “Why do you have all of your stuff?” He looked shocked and scared at the same time, and then he slowly moved to let me in. I told him what happened. “I’ll just stay here until I turn eighteen, then I can join the military,” I told him. He barely said a word, but I knew that he agreed to it.
It’s been twenty years, and now I am a retired general of the marines. I completed my promise to Jimmy and I left as soon as I turned eighteen. I was such a great soldier, that they promoted me to general and I left five years later. Now, I have a new goal. Find my brother, and put him in prison.
I gathered enough information about him to find out where he is, and where he is going. I drove to his current address and I pull over in front of his house. I brake in with a gun in hand. I look through the entire house, but I can’t find him. I hack onto his computer and I figure that he’s going to Mexico. “I’ll catch him” I thought to myself. I get on an airplane to Mexico and arrive 6 hours later. I drive to the Hilton Hotel anxious to put him in prison. I get to the eighth floor and stop at room 521. I kick the door down with all of my strength, and manage to break the door. I run in the room with a gun in hand, and I look at my brother on the balcony ready to jump off. “What are you doing?!?” I yell from across the room. “I made a mistake, now I’ll help everyone when I’m gone!” he blasted back. With one great leap, he jumped off the balcony and pummeled to the ground fifty feet below. I run to the balcony, and look at the dead body below. Although I hated him for killing our mother, I was drowned with sadness because he was family. I call the ambulance and tell them what happened. Before the ambulance came, I quickly dispersed. My destination, home.

Lyrics 2 (Live Your Life, 1 Verse) My Version

Whatever what them haters say,
ignoring them, till it's out the way,
cuz I realize that they just try to ruin my life but thats okay.
Amazingly, they run away,
and then come back in a few days.
I know I find reason to complain,
if I speak my mind, it stays the same.
Easily I can just pack up and go away.
But I'm still standin high and and gettin payed,
mostly for the fans and how they shout and scream my name.
I still don't like those haters,
but thanks to them I'm the way I am today.
They're just different from the rest, and I can't hate them for that way.
It aint about the action, mostly just what they repeat and say.
They're not a big deal anyway,
they come back one day being surprised I'm still here today.
Some of them talk straight to my face,
I tell them to get lost in a caring way,
then they realize that they should,
and happily turn and walk away.
I have enough patience,
but they make me wanna blow they heads away.
Once I made them scream,
and now I can make them do what I say.
Been hustling all my life,
I'm pretty sure I'll stay that way.
By now the days gone by, now I can say
I've watched them come and go and at last I see them walk away.

Lyrics 1

I'm cursed with these verses,
and I just keep burstin,
with words and I'm thirstin,
for more, and first I
just want you to know,
that the farther I go,
it is harder the way,
that I get through the day.
Now just stop and listen, just don't keep on pissin,
cuz most of the words are missin,
from my mouth cuz the pain is too much to take and you think it's a game.
You should now know that it's not,
just to tell you I swear I never got shot
Even if I run around the town, chased by cops,
cuz in the hood if they dont know you, then you can't get caught.
Now there is something that you need to know,
cuz this isn't the way you deal things with at home.
But before you walk out of the door,
I need to tell you that I'm not always alone.
So don't think that I can't get out of this stuff,
cuz I'll stop it as soon as I have had enough.
So go ahead, walk out of the door,
cuz I don't need you for anything anymore.
Get on with your life,
I'm not stabbin you with a knife,
So stop cryin, I know your lyin
just shutup and stop tryin.
After this, I know your just gonna sigh and
get on with what you were doing,
you messed it all up and you knew it
and thanks to everyone else, your screwed and
it can't be fixed cuz the way you just kept goin
and I know you think it's over with
but im telling you to just go home and
forget about this mess
you just didn't try your best
I know I should've just left.
But I can't help it if I cared less.
Now I'm tellin you what you should do,
and If you don't listen to me, well then screw you
go on with this entire thing, you keep feelin blue
I should just say that I tried to help you
but you just pushed me away
and now all I can say
is good ridence, peace, and nice to know ya
cuz I'm leavin and your stuck here in horror.
And I'm swearing that im not coming back tomorow.
I don't care what kinds of stuff your getting in to.
And I'm glad I can say that I sure didn't miss you.
To you, I'm pretty sure you think it's just a game
but well, too bad, it sure is a shame
you can't handle the flame
of the real life thing.