School Reports and Stories

Programming Programming Programming!!!Part 1

"Okay,cool,thanks Essau.",Amir responds. Amir then ends the calls and opens his laptop again. He considers whether to use python and Java. Amir figures that python would be a simpler program to write then to use Java. After working for a while he finished and got this code.

Import random

Import time

Class main():

print "here is a story."

foo = ["CRACK! The flaming hot bullet hit Jenna Harrison in the back of her head. Her head was pushed forward from the impact of the bullet as the gunman shoved her to the ground forcefully. Reaching behind him, The killer took the blade from out of his pants back pocket and started to go to work on the body. The blade forcefully ripped inside the body 9 times until the killer was satisfied. Red velvet colored blood was pouring from Jenna Harrison's back as the killer wiped the blood off the knife onto Jenna's shirt and placed it back in his back pocket.

Of course the killer felt bad for what he was doing, but he didn't have any other option. The killer started to scan the area making sure there weren't anyone coming or looking out their window just yet. The killer began to evaluate the murder scene, The victim had on a Target uniform obviously because she was going to work. Her hair looked out of place and her uniform shirt was a cherry kool-aid color from the stab wound in her back. Also, Jenna Harrison had car keys in her hand. The killer assumed she was heading for her cool colored 1996 Nissan Altima.

The killer smoothly took the car keys out of Jenna Harrison's hands without noticeably moving her fingers. The killer rushed to the Nissan and opened the doors. Shakily, the killer shoved the keys in the ignition without breaking them. With a sound similar to a vacuum the car started and he sped out of the development without hesitation.", "I know that I'm alone in my room. I know that I am alone in the world. Being alone I am not afraid of. But being alone doesn't mean that I don't know what's going on in the world. I am 14 years old. I am alone but I hear, Noise...

This noise that I hear would be my heartbeat. It's always unsteady when he is here. Jordan. My stepfather. I hear the noise that comes from their room. I plug my ears but I still hear the noise of fear. I can smell fear just as well as I can see it, and hear it. Having to hear the noise of crying, beating, pleading, makes me want to hide. All I do is hope that she is all right. My mother. I cannot help her because I am too afraid. I can't take it anymore, covering my eyes and rocking back and forth doesn't stop my mind from running. The room gets louder with this noise of fear, I think it's my mother's fear, but realize it is my own, I am hearing all the fear, the things that could go wrong. I can't take this noise any longer. I feel tears pour down my face, I break. I try to outrun this noise that follows like water following a wave as it breaks against the shore. I run and run not knowing where to go. I stop. I am in my room. Lost in my thoughts. I then notice the noise began to get softer as if fading along with a memory of my past.

", 'work in progress', 'work in progress', 'work in progress']

print(random.choice(foo))

It seems as if Amir was a master at making stories and programming. Unfortunately this was not the case,Amir just stole these from the internet and put them in a random sequence. Well....it is practically done,maybe just a few more stories were needed but that is fine or maybe the idea should be to input stories. Well it is okay. Amir stretches and lays his back on his comfy black chair. Amir starts to fall asleep and before he says,"Some day".

Chapter 2

Amir wakes up in his chair and goes to the kitchen where he finds Shamar making lunch. Amir realizes that it is still saturday and since Shamar is making lunch now it must be around 12:00,which also means there is plenty of the day left. Amir looks around and see's that his annoying sisters are not in the house either. Sweet.

"Hello brother,what are you making for lunch. You know you could have woke me up to help. I mean I love me some food and making the food as well.",Amir says awaiting the answer so that he can devour the thought of hunger.

"I am making burritos with spinach salad. You going to help or what. If not you are so mean you mother Flamer(Mother flamer is a word Amir made up to stop cursing in the family because Shamar seems to take cursing at his brother a trait he got from his mom, The less of it the better).

"Ya,okay,I will do the spinach salad ,you handle the burritos okay?",Amir responds with while getting the spinach out of the fridge. As Amir opens the spinach bags he notices a revolting smell that makes him gag.

"Oh my god! This thing is expired as flame!",Amir screams as he throws the spinach away as fast as he can and then pursues to throw away out of the house for the garbage man to take it to the dump(or food waste)where it belongs.

"I guess we are having regular salad with lettuce instead of spinach.",Amir says relieved that the spinach is gone along with that horrid smell. After they finish their lunch they head over to the living room to play video games. Amir thinks nothing much of it. Just to brothers playing some video games and there is not much to talk about it. Afterwards though Shamar gets a call on his phone and picks it up.

"Hello.(pause). Okay.(pause). Cool.",Shamar puts down the phone and tells Amir that they are going to Makayla's house. Now Makayla is one of their best friends and lives only across the street so it is no problem to go to her house at a weekend. They ask their mother and she approves. Once they come over Makayla's grandfather,known as Ron tells them they have to stay in the garage. They nod and head over to the backyard where they play four square. After a while they get a little tired and sit down at the glass table where four chairs around the table lay. The air was fresh and the weather was nice. They got soda,put it on the table,opened their cans up,and talked. They told stories and played truth and dare. It was a good time.

When the play date was over Amir and Shamar walked back home. Amir then went on the computer and started programming.

"Amir,are you going to do something rather than program all day. I mean we just went to makayla's house,aren't you tired.",Shamar told his brother,tired of the fact his brother is always on the computer besides the fact there are other things to do in life besides just programming on a desk with no life whatsoever. Okay maybe that is a little exaggeration but that is still how he felt.

"Yes...after I finish this one class." Amir responded.

"Well,you know I get really bored when you decide to program for like,an hour."

"Programming is a skill I want to be good at so I can be one when I grow up. Like father."

"There are other jobs you can go into such as a actor,youtuber,teacher....washer.",Shamar says laughing at the laugh part.

To be countinued