I was hoping for you that he would last through christmas. Sorry for your loss man.Triton wrote:just went from pretty crappy to complete crap, my uncle has passed on
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That sucks. Hope the holidays turn around for you.Triton wrote:just went from pretty crappy to complete crap, my uncle has passed on
Okay...
Adam awoke at 10 in the morning to a bright and wonderful day ahead of him. He quickly jumped out of bed and ran to shower. He threw on some clothes and rushed to the kitchen for some breakfast. A bowl of Chex cereal is what he chose. He sat down on the couch, turned on the TV and started to eat. His mother was trying to get the Parakeet Hershey to stand on her finger, as a response, Hershey flew out of his cage and around the house, almost landing in Adam's cereal! Not to worry, he brushed the bird aside and Hershey instead landed on the Cat, Tiera. Tiera skiddishly jumped behind the couch for fear of getting in trouble for harassing the bird. Hershey continued his flight of rage and ended landing on the Christmas tree. Once Adam has finished eating his cereal, he put the bowl in the sink, brushed his teeth and went to grab a sweatshirt.
"I'm going out," he yelled to his mother as he ran out the door, swiftly grabbing the trailer keys from the hook they rest on. He unlocked the trailer and grabbed his bike, oh, how he loved that bike, whos transportation has provided him much fun. He jumped on his bike and raced over to his best friend Nate's house. He only lived about half of a mile away, so it was no problem at all. Arriving at Nate's house, he ran to the door and rung the doorbell. Nate's sister Sam appeared at the door, "Nate isn't here, he went to Mandy's!" she yelled, slamming the door in his face.
Adam sighed, sure, he could go to Mandy's but he wasn't really in the mood to. He rode his bike over to the fire station and began working on the jump of sand he had started a few days before. It was only around 11 o'clock, so he had a lot of daylight left to do what he wanted. After about half an hour of work, the jump started to take shape. Granted, the jump had worked before and Adam had jumped it a few times, but it wasn't a very good landing, almost flying over his handlebars every time.
^^^ I covered the first half hour from when I woke up. I would continue but --
~Adam~



