Writing Prompt #5

The object that I will be writing about will be writing about will be the computer in front of me. It is a black Acer Extensa 5620, It has all the letters of the alphabet on keys along with the numbers one through nine and zero. There's about 80 or so keys on this keyboard along with the side buttons and the mouse touch pad. There are auxiliary jacks in the front where you can plug in headphones and other audio devices. On the left side there are plug ins for video chords. On the right side there is a disc tray where you can put in Cd's or DVD. The screen flips up and I don't know how large the screen is but its decent sized.

This computer probably came from Taiwan or China. I am guessing these countries, as I am not sure where it really came from, it seems like they would be from there because that's where the majority of high tech computer gadgets come from now days. I'm sure that this computer along with all the other computers in this room were built in a large factory that mass produces all sorts of computers.This computer in the process of being built was probably handled by a lot of people before coming to America. They have probably been all over the world passing through many hands before our school finally purchased them.

Writing prompt #4

"Well this is a long story" said Wesley Snipes. "First off it began two days ago in a small town south of L.A., I was driving home from my parents house which was where I went for Thanksgiving. All was well until after supper we were drinking wine and I got a little more buzzed up then I thought so I wasn't thinking right when I decided I could drive my new Porsche home. As I was driving along the rain soaked road I noticed a hitch hiker on the road ahead of me he was drenched to the bone so I picked him up and kept right on driving. While we were driving we got to talking and he asked me how fast the car went, I told him 210mph but he didn't believe me, so I showed him. That's when crap hit the fan! We got up to 180mph and the poor guy got so scared he had a heart attack which led to his death in my passenger seat, and I knew there would be a lot of police in town last night so I got out and put him in my trunk. I went home and was so rattled I just went straight to my liquor cabinet and started drinking. Soon after I passed out and forgot all about the guy in my trunk and bringing him to the hospital. As a matter of fact I was on my to do that right now but you bumped into me."

Writing Prompt #3

My bedroom is unlike any other room in this world. First off when you open the door straight ahead is one of the most comfy beds I've ever slept on and right next to that I have a bedside table that holds a reading lamp and the books that I will be reading. On the foot side of my bed I have my T.V. and gaming consoles. This is the best place for me to go whenever I'm not in a good mood or just feel like relaxing, in my mind your room is the only place to really unwind. Next to my T.V. I have my closet where I hang up all my clothes and hide all my prized possessions. My room isn't all that big but its a nice place that has a cozy feeling.

Writing Prompt #1

Dear Whomever reads this,
 My name is Johnny Smith, I am from a small town in the south, called Pharr Texas where everybody knows everybody. I was 18 yrs. old when I signed up for the army, we were all still young and dumb when we signed up but believe me we grew up quick. I am writing this letter in hopes that someone will receive it and let the love of my life Sally May know that I have passed away that she should move on with life. She no longer needs to wait every month for my letters to come in, she can finally move on to bigger and better things. I just ask you that you tell her I loved her from first sight and will continue to as long as I am watching her from above. I do hope you can do this for me because there have been so many killed over here they might forget to tell my family back home. I hope mom and pop will continue to prosper on the cattle farm. Tell my brother Sam to go on to college, do not join the service he has to much going for him.Tell them all that I love them and not to grieve over my death but to remember my life. If you can tell them this I would be much obliged, thank you

-Johnny Smith prvt. 1st class 3rd battalion

Prompt #2

If it weren't for that ill timed flat tire, I wouldn't be stuck in this pickle. It all started on a hot sunny Saturday afternoon, I was driving home from my job that I have in the city where I have a boring desk job at Barrel O' Fun. This day started out just like any other day but believe me, it didn't end like the rest of them. I was driving home when I hit a big chunk of metal that was lying on the road. I pulled over and of course with my luck I was the only driver on this old country road. So I pulled out my spare tire and jack and got right to work trying to switch the tire, when all of a sudden I was hit in the back of the head by a hard object. When I turned around to see what it was I saw a small child out in the field. As soon as he saw me turn towards him he made an obscene gesture with his hand then turned and ran. After blowing a tire and having to change it in the wonderful Minnesota summer weather, and to top it off getting hit by a rock, I was easily agitated so I took off running after the kid. He ran into a rundown, weathered old shack. Inside it was the messiest place I've ever seen but that didn't stop the boy he ran straight in while yelling for his dad. His father came out of the bedroom carrying a shotgun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other cussing at the boy for yelling. Once he saw me he dropped the whiskey and aimed the gun at me. "What the heck are you doing here boy?" he asked me. When I explained what happened he swore and called me a liar saying that his kid would never do something like that, then he hit me with the butt of the gun and knocked me out. When I woke up they had already stolen all of my money, fixed the tire and took my car, and that's how I ended up duct- taped to the clothesline pole.