Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Danny Maks
10/06/2010
English 109.01
The Adventures of a 7th grader


It was a Saturday night as I recall. Nothing exciting at first my friend Brad was turning the big old 14. Brad was a year older than all of us. By us, I mean my friends and I. We were all 13 years old and Brad had been the first one to be 14. In honor of this celebration, Brad invited us over to his house for a sleepover. We first started this off with watching as many horror movies as we could. I remember we first started off with “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” Brad said it was based on a true story and that it’s going to scare the crap out of us. I didn’t want to be scared, especially from a true story. Brad always liked to be though, or at least he said he did.
About 2 hours and several bloody scenes later, my friend Jon flipped on the lights and looking at Brad making fun of him for being scared. He said that brad deserved to be the most frightened out of all of us, I thought was very funny and true.
It then turned from 12 am to 3 am and we were getting tired, the choices were either watch Saw Two or go tee peeing. I have never been tee peeing before, so I picked Saw Two. But all the other guys wanted to go tee peeing. I remember that were was about 6 or 7 of us all gathered in the upstairs hallway, Jon telling us to not snitch even if we get caught. We decided to tee pee a house that were about 2 blocks away from Brads house. The step was to sneak out downstairs, as we were going downstairs the steps were screeching and his two dogs started barking. He then tip toed outside his front door and gently shut it. Outside we caught our breath we suddenly ducked. A cop had just passes Brad’s house and was heading down the street, My friends Jared said that he had a feeling there was going to be a bunch of cops tonight. We headed down the street only to see another cop car. We ran towards a yard and ducked down to blend in with the darkness. We saw a spot light overhead, we thought it was the cop, but it was the people who owned this house who’s yard we were laying down in. We get up run through 5 or 6 back yards and arrive at our target. We stare at these trees and Brad and others start tee peeing, but Jared, our friend Aaron, and I turned around and left, it was too risky. We were walking back when we saw another cop car and we had nowhere to hid, except a place where there was a new house being built. We hid there and run back across the same 5 or 6 backyards to Brad’s only to discover silhouette figures climbing into his window, We waited on Brads porch for about 20 minutes when Brad opened the door and said that they all chickened out too.

5 comments:

  1. Hahah this is an awesome snap shot! I've been t.p.ing and its a lot of fun but it's very risky! I love your last paragraph because it makes the reader feel like you're there. Good Job Danny!!!

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  2. Danny great story. I like the detail about you hiding from the cops. how did the cop not catch you.

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  3. Wow! what a crazy night! Maybe it is a good that you all chickened out since it seems that the cops were just patroling that area. Would you have done it if the cops werent around?? I like it at the end where you waited at Brad's porch for 20 minutes and then Brad just opened the door cause they all chickened out as well.

    I think the writing is the best when you are describing what happened when you were going to the house and at the end, where you all chickened out.

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  4. Danny, that is an awesome story. Sounds like it was a ton of fun. Nights like that with the guys always leave some stories to talk about. I'm really surprised you guys didn't get caught, it sounded like there were a lot of police out that night. I love how you use your way of telling time had passed by saying "About 2 hours and several bloody scenes later," it just shows character to your story.

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  5. Great story, Danny. I like all of the details you used in decribing what happened. While reading your story, I can imagine exactly what is happening.

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