“Jacob wake up! They’re here!” yelled a voice. Aart shot up and immediately assumed a fighting stance. He looked around and saw clean, white, stark walls. Suddenly one of the walls exploded sending pieces of the wall everywhere. Aart remembered what was going on, his name was Jacob, he was put into a simulation, and time travelers were trying to kill everyone. Yay, Jacob grabbed his gun and saw death everywhere. They sent him into that simulation to learn about this General. His name was Armitage Keller, and he was not a human.

It was time to go, the dogs were coming after me. The rest of my squad fell to protect this information, I will not fall. I quickly turn and run through a different door than the last one, the dogs! How did they find me this fast?? Time for my grand plan… Purrrrrrrrrrr, the indignity! To stoop this far low, even if to save my life. But it’s the only option right now. I cuddle up against one of the dogs, and they treat me as with them. Maybe dogs aren’t so bad after all. I’ll stick with them for awhile, learn their secrets, gain their trust, and see once in fur all if they are as bad as the other cats so boldly meaowth off about. Day 45: Dogs are my friends, they just want to be friends. But all other cats just want to destroy them. Day 50: I told the dogs my former plan and admitted I was playing them but now see them as my friends. They accepted me and were happy that I finally admitted to it. I’m part of the pack now.

Advantage: We get some freedom. Disadvantage: Most of our freedom is slowly being stripped away. Protests (Freedom of speech) are being shut down. Firearms are being taken away(Right to bear arms) Advantage: A large group of people decide what to do in our country. Disadvantage: Most of them have their own agenda, bad ideals, and are blatantly bad people. Advantage: Police our a semi-reliable protection service. Disadvantage: They think they’re above the law, they handle things not that well, and they shoot people in their own homes.

It’s time to bring this poor, poor, city back to it’s former glory. Starting with the Bat, it’ll start with a bank robbery, End with my the Bat’s death, and quite possibly mine. Sweet darkness will encompass me and all the regrets and fear will… No! Stay focused, kill the bat, end the mafia, and kill the corrupt cops. Ready for a magic trick? You wanna know how I got these scars? It’s a “long” story Gordon. Here we go…

The best moment of my life is when my step-father, Chris, decided he wanted to marry my mom. It was very influential in my life, and so is he. I would not be the same person I am now without him. He has earned the right to be my dad. The worst moment in my life is right now. My grandma is very sick right now, and we could lose her at any point. My grandma and I are very close, and I’m not ready for her to be gone yet.

Romeo: I’m coming back. Juliet: What? How?

Romeo:

Juliet: LOL You were deported sooooo what now? Romeo: Cross the border Juliet: Romeo! You could get killed, or worse! Don’t Romeo: I’m going now, I love you. Romeo has left the chat. Juliet: Romeo! Juliet: Romeo Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo? Juliet: Please respond. Juliet has left the chat, chat terminated in 5…4…3…2…1…

Sunday’s is the laid back, chill person who realizes last second that an essay is due the next day. Sunday’s wear comfortable clothes and see darkness in the world but still remain happy. Monday’s are the jerks, they want to make people’s life hell, imagine your worst boss, teacher, or peer. They are a Monday, they usually dress nicely and act like the boss. Tuesday’s are the shy, overlooked people who are usually the smartest people in the room. They tend to wear plain clothes where it’s either a solid color or a pattern. Wednesday’s are the outspoken, outgoing, and rowdy people who can be dumb or smart. They wear bright colorful clothes or funny clothes, they are liked all around. Thursday’s are the people who live off of other’s achievements, they are the stuck-up, pompous, snobs. They usually wear clothes that make them look good and most likely have OCD. Friday’s are the people who know they are popular but don’t take it to their head, they are liked by everyone and are the best people you know. Saturday’s are the fun but laid back people, they like relaxing and partying. They don’t usually wear clothes per say instead they wear sweatpants and wrap blankets around them, or they wear clothes and go out. There are two types of Saturday’s, relaxed and rowdy. I think I’m a Sunday because I like relaxing and I can be happy or sad, but the big seller is constantly forgetting things.

I opened the door and saw hundreds of roses, he found me. I don’t know where he is but I know he’s watching for my reaction. I started sobbing, I didn’t care who saw me. Ever since that day when she died I had separated myself from him. He was too painful of a reminder of the happiness before. I saw the bushes rustle. “I know you’re in the bushes.” I called out. “You always did have a sharp eye,” he replied with a chuckle as he walked out, “We miss you.” “I couldn’t bring myself to talk to you after she died.” I replied still sobbing. He wrapped me in a warm hug and I broke down. “It’s okay, we all feel it. With you leaving it was so much harder.” he said in a broken voice as he broke down as well. “I’m ready to go home dad.” I said with hope and happiness after so long in the dark.

Josiah, in the injured state he was in, was shot through his neck. Aart could see his eyes, they were lifeless. Aart screamed and shot at the guards, he killed seven before a bullet embedded itself in his arm. Aart didn’t care, he continued shooting and killing. Aart had one bullet left, he shot at a vaguely familiar man. It caught him in his leg, Aart ran at him and tackled him to the ground punching savagely. When he stopped for a moment, noticing his blood on his knuckles dripping down onto the German’s face looked at it. “No! You’re dead, I watched you die!” Aart screamed. “You never saw anyone die, not really at least.” Aart was blown back into a rock from the explosion at his old farm. Sharp pain pierced his leg as shrapnel embedded itself in it. He looked at the German general that was at his old farm, but it wasn’t just him. There was the rebel that died at his farm, all of the Germans he’s seen die or killed himself, Asher, and Josiah. “WHAT IS THIS!” shouted Aart. “An illusion. You are being manipulated Harrison.” “Who is Harrison?!” said Aart through gritted teeth. “You my friend.” replied the general simply. “I’m not your friend.” replied Aart. “Oh well.” said the General as he pulled out his pistol. Suddenly Hew and Damien were kneeling in front of him, he pulled the trigger twice in quick succession. Damien and Hew fell to the ground, but they were standing next to Josiah and Asher. “Goodbye Harrison, see you soon.” The General aimed his gun at Aart and shot him dead.

My flaws are being to loyal to people,I’m very arrogant, I expect too much of myself, and I’m too kind for my own good. I’m too loyal in the way of I’ll help my friends in most things, my arrogance is horrible, I expect too much of myself from my life as people looking up to me and following me, and my kindness is often manipulated by people.