Comic date

Two characters I would set up on a hangout seasion (date) would be Hulk and Superman. They would  first go to the gym to see who is truely the strongest super hero. Then they would go to an all you can eat buffet to see who can eat the most. After the gut buster challenge, the two of then are going to see who can take the most pain by shooting each other with missiles. After that there going to see a movie. Who ever won the lignite challenge got to pick what movie they watched, and whoever lost in the lifting compatision had to pay for the popcorn and pop. As the day starts to turn into night they decide to fight some crime. From bank robberies, jail breaks, to the average super villain problem. Finally Superman and Hulk go to the desert to have a fight so they can put to rest all the arguments on who would win in a fight.

My Name...

    
      My first name is David. The origin of my name is from the Hebrew name “Dawid” which is thought to be derived from Hebrew text “dwd” which means beloved. The name David has been the name of several rulers long ago. Probable the most notable ruler with the name David was King David of the New Testament. He is best known for defeating Goliath with a sling shot and some rocks. He was said to be as brave as a lion. He is also well know for being apart of Jesus's family tree. Two other kings that have the name David ruled in Scotland. There are also several famous people who have this name. Some of these famous people are David Hume the empiricist philosopher, David Livingstone the explorer, and the name of the hero of Charles Dickens semi autobiographical novel “ David Copperfield”

My last name comes from towns called Ramos in Portugal and Spain. Anyone that was born in these towns would most likely receive Ramos as their last name. Although Ramos comes from Portugal and Spain, I get it from my Dad's side of the family who is from Puerto Rico.

I am very proud of my name. I was not named David just because my parents liked the name. I was named after my father who was named after his father. This is why I love my name firt name, and when Ramos is pronounced with a role of the r (Spanish speech) is like a ray of sunshine flying through me. All of these reasons why I love my name and why I think it is a shinning star of a.

I'm all alone

     It's October 15^th, the day after I found out that every one on earth is an alien. So far it has been the same routine. I woke up to my alarm clock with my dog lying beside me. I turn the alarm off head to the lavatory and make my way downstairs. I see my mother, well what I thought was my mother, doing her hair as usual. She asked how I slept, and even though I wanted to reply “ Well, considering the fact I just found out every one on Earth is an alien except me... Pretty good.” but I gave the bland response of “Alright.”. Usually this is the point in the movies were the hero decides he/she is going to try to find a way to kill the alien race that has taken over the world, but I realized what am I to do against seven Billion aliens that I know nothing about. For all I know they know every little detail about me and can dispose of me at when ever they want. Maybe they have know idea that I’m not one of them. Either way I have lived this long peacefully with them. I don't think that’s going to change anytime soon, but I will find out what happened to my real family and the rest of the people in the world, or if there were ever any humans living on Earth at all.

A pinata horror story

     It was a bright sunny day at the park. It was about 80-90 according to the thermometer in the car, but the heat had no effect on me, for I was a pinata. I was purchased earlier that morning for a little boy's birthday party. It was a costume for most people to celebrate a friend's or family member's birthday. There would be food, activities, and cake, but for my kind, the piñatas, it was a day of pain and suffering. We are merely created to give children joy, and stuffed with sweats to give them a reward for destroying us. I have heard horrific stories about birthday parties, and now I was going to be in my own horror story. I began my accent up the tree. I knew there was no chance of survival. I seen dozens of kids with bats ready to beat me to the point I break into little pieces, just for my sweat insides. After a few seconds, even though it felt like hours, I made it the spot the adults felt fit for the children to be swinging at. The first child came up to me with a bat in each of his four, three fingered hands. He was green and scaly, but was relativity small for his age. He stood at a height of eight feet, four inches, so he would have some trouble reaching me. As he cocked his arms back a large object came down from the sky. It was black and white and had something on the side of it that said N.A.S.A. with the most Repugnant smelling black smoke coming out of the back. Everybody started running for there lives, for nobody as ever seen anything that could fly that wasn’t circular. I don’t know what it was, but it saved my life and I was extremely grateful.