Kian Chang(kc)(Ru66erDuckie)

I cant believe i am actually doing this bloggy thingy over here. My class was asked by Mr.kek to put our weekly journal writing online. Dont ask me why because i have absolutely no idea at all. In any case, i just wanna get this thing done and over with! xD( i kinda enjoy doing this anyway, its an excuse for me to use the computer)

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Term 1 Week 4

It first started with a loud thud. Then as it came closer, it seemed to be growing in size. Soon after, the screamings of people could be heard from miles away as the mammoth-sized peach came squashing down on the hapless human beings and their mechanical vehicles. It was havoc and everyone scurried around like rats as a collision with the peach was lethal. Just as everyone was about to flee the city, a group of valor men came forward. In his stentorian voice, one of them said,"Men, we are gonna stop this bouncing peach!"

Sunday, January 20, 2008

TERM 1 WEEK 3

In the 1970s, Nathan Petrelli was a famous detective in London. He worked alone as he was not able to trust any person working alongside with him due to a painful experience. He used to have a partner, called Sylar, and they were best of friends. They worked together for every single case they had. But unfortunately, their friendship came to an end soon.

He received a call one saturday evening from Sylar, saying that he has figured out who the murderer of the democratic leader was and importuned Nathan to meet him at the factory of Darkness Road this instance. Trusting his close friend, he grabbed his handgun and drove there as fast as he could. When he got there, Sylar was gesticulating to him, pointing at the ground. Nathan surmised that there was a subterranean tunnel beneathe the building. Unsurprisingly, his guess was right. Syslar told him he found traces of blood which led to the tunnel and suggested that both of them checked it out. But Natha feared that it will be jeopardizing both of their lives as they had no idea exactly how many murderers there actually are down there.

Sylar shook his head and explained, “No, we must go in there and find out. The killer or killers may escape if we were to waste anymore time.” Nathan shook his head and insisted that they call for help and took out his walkie-talkie. Just as he was about to speak into his walkie-talkie, Sylar took out his gun and pointed at him. Nathan was surprised at his act and demanded him to put his gun away. Sylar laughed and blurted the whole truth. It was then that Nathan knew that the murderer of the democratic leader was his own partner and now, his good buddy wishes to kill him. With a swift and surreptitious movement, Nathan grabbed his own handgun from his pocket and shot at Sylar. Sylar dropped the gun and fell onto the ground. He died at the spot. Blood was oozing out from his skull.

Nathan sobbed silently to himself, “Case closed”. Thus from then on, there was no one that he could trust, not even his own best friend.

TERM 1 WEEK 2

In the 1780s, Peter Petrelli was a prestigious leader. He may be timorous but he was still the man everyone look up for, he will go to someone's aid when the person is in need of help. Unfortunately not eveyone in the village loves and respects him.

Many others leaders see him as a threat and often, their fractious behaviour towards him compounded their bad relationship between one another. During the day of the election for the leaders of the leader, Peter Petrelli did not turn up. The villages were shocked of his absent and went to his house to check on him. The only thing which greeted them at his doorstep was a foul smell. He was assasinated, he was beheaded and his head was no where to be found. The villagers were furious of his death and demands the killer to show himself.

Just as they were about to leave the house, there was a cough in the closet. They opened it and found Peter Petrelli in it, with his hands all bloodied. ''My God! You are alive! What has happened here, Mr Petrelli?'' It was then found out that the person lying on the floor was actually another leader and the murderer was the prestigious leader himself. The remuneration given to him for killing the leader was that his life will be spared if not, he will be the one lying on the floor instead.

The villagers were overwhelmed for what he has done. He was given a chance to live for the other good deeds he has done previously but he was to leave the village as the his name was now an anathema in the village.