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Technology is the key to the future. It helps a lot in every day lives. It will help in upcoming jobs that need to be done whether it’s about an asteroid about to hit Earth, or a simple janitor job. Whether you like it or not, it’s slowly taking over the world. You should get used to technology. It will help you in the future.

I’m here to talk about technology. I’ll be talking about different tech related things. Sometimes I might write about new technology in the world, like an iPad 2 or maybe even about a new robot. Some days I might write about the maker of the tech, like Steve Jobs (Apples owner), or I might write about the company of the tech like Apple, Microsoft, Sony. And possibly you might hear from me about a good websites accomplishment like Google's, Facebook's, or Yahoo's.

I’ll try to post something every week, possibly sooner and if I don’t, I’m sorry.

So get ready for the future, or you won’t survive…

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Being Strong with Chapter 8

    This is the last chapter you will hear about until the comments. Chapter 8 will be the holding chapter before the votes. For all the new beings on this blog, go down a few blogposts for the start of the book. You want to know what is happening from the beginning. The final chapter on this blog for a while starts now.


Chapter 8

   “What!?”
   “No freakin way!”
   “What the hell?!”
   “This is not true!”
   “She has used the scontanium!”
   “THE WHAT!” Jake, Christina, and Cindy said together.
   “Scontanium. It’s a type of source, a power to remodel your house or room into anything you choose to look like. It’s just an image. It’s not real. I use this in my room all the time to avoid having to do cleaning.”
   What Mrs. Roxwell’s house of freaks looked like was nothing like the outside. Imagine the best house you have ever seen and multiply that by six. Mrs. Roxwell’s house was better than that.
   When everyone heard this their first thought was: IT’S A TRAP! Their voices boomed so loud over the head set that they had second thoughts.
   “Is it conference time already?” came a sudden churn that startled Cindy. Jake got ready to fight. Christina got ready to run. Only Max stayed calm and replied, “Hello Mrs. Roxwell,” without looking back  
   “So it’s you four. Well if you’re here to ask for me not to tell your parents, well I can only say that if you give me an apple each day we might be able to work something out like the British and the Americans. George Washington, though, had no taste of clothes.”
   “No, I... We just want to look around your house. We always wondered what a teacher’s life is like away from school,” answered Max with no hesitation.
   “And while we are talking about George Washington, what did I get on the test?” asked Christina curiously. As soon as she got “the glare” from Mrs. Roxwell, she knew it wasn’t a good question.
   Without asking, Max started going around the house. Everyone followed. They each put on their mind communicator.
   Everyone was holding in their fear. Who knew what was beyond the doors of the house. Their first step into the house had been nothing close to the fear they were thinking right now. Little did they know what would happen if they stepped into the room of the vase.

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