No new shit to much
Ain't no new shit today.
Started a new story i one day hope to get published!
I stopped writing a story today too. It was called freakazoid. It was about a kid that was picked on. I have saved 2 fucking stories saved on my computer at school and it would take some damn good hacking and LAN hook ups to fucking get on here and get it.
I can't even figure how to listen to a movie on my fucking Stero. (SP?)
I saw resident evil 2. 3 consecutive times about a week back. Damn good movie.
I also reopened my website a month back but my fucking coder is being a bitch so i hope she either starts fucking coding or I'll find someone else.
"What exactly is this? Mutant Barf?" Asked Bradley. Bradley was one of the 6 members of the Burnington family. He was also the youngest and most irritating person of the Burnington Family. At the age of 8 he acted like a 15 year old...well he gave lip like he was 15 anyway. He had brown hair, brown eyes and his personality could not match his looks, he was handsome but he acted like a monster. Like the rest of the Burnington family he was Caucasian, but like Danny he only wanted to make life difficult.
"Your mother worked very hard to make this dinner, and it's cinnamon salmon for your information" Replied Mr. Burnington Sternly. He was the backbone of the family, if anyone applied discipline it was him, but he often worked 18 hours out of a 24 hour day but always had Sundays & Wednesdays off. He worked at a hospital that had staff shortages. He had thin gray hair from constant stress. His eyes were hazel-brown and was a bit small for his weight. His first name was Samuel.
"For your information it's throw up & and I'm not eating it!"
"Then march your self up to your room!"
Bradley looked menacingly towards his father and stomped out. Half way on his way to his room he remembered he stashed some Oreos under the couch in the television room. He proudly gloated in after visiting his brother Josh's DVD collection to get the South park movie the unrated version.
"I can't really blame Bradley. This does look kinda gross" Heather poked the salmon with her fork. Heather was 14.
"Expecting it to move?" Josh asked her slowly with a taunting tone. Josh was older then Heather by 1 year. They couldn't be more different then each other. Heather liked bands like Green Day & Good Charlotte. Josh liked Crab Smasher and Insane Clown Posse. Josh had blue hair & and wore latex gloves 80% of a 24 hour day. He had a pale face & often wore Insane Clown Posse shirts, wrist bands and gray sweat pants, even in summer. Josh was often combative & resistant to authority. Heather dressed 'punk' and was not afraid to show emotion. She often wore dark eye shade. Her hair was black and she streaked it blond. She didn't act like a jerk but she stood up for her self if she was being picked on. Her skin was not nearly has pale has josh but in sun light she burned she didn't tan. Josh was 10th grade and Heather was 9th grade.
"You two want to go to your rooms?" Samuel asked them in the same tone he told Bradley to go to his room.
"No, I'm fine" Heather quickly took a bite and she was suprised she liked it she made a face.
Josh raised an eyebrow at her. "How's it taste?"
"Fine, you should try some."
"See Josh, Danny. Try it, It took all day to make" Mrs. Burnington said humbly. Mrs. Burnington was the most patient person in the Burnington family. She never really made dinner often because she worked from noon to 10 at night. Her hair was a stringy brown, her eyes were brown. She was the most caring person in the house hold. She was always looking out for her family but she worried about Bradley & Josh because of their attitudes. Her name was Lillian. She was a lot older then she looked.
Danny was the hyper one, one Christmas at 4 morning he went into the kitchen and took his mother's Tao music and blasted it and he banged 2 frying pans together in an attempt wake everyone up. Bradley was the only one who didn't want to knock him through a wall that day. Danny had ADHD and uses that has a crutch for his bad grades. He was 3 years older then Bradley soon to be 2 years older then Bradley because his Birthday was coming up next moth in June. Simplified Danny was 11 years old. He was often blunt about things and got everyone in the house all wound up. He was only hyper and that was pretty much his only flaw.
"No, I don't think so." Danny pushed his plate away.
"Your Mother told you to eat the food" Mr. Burnington boomed
Josh rolled his eyes. "If memory serves correct....wait oh sorry I was wrong..."
"Well I want McDonalds"
"Your gonna eat the salmon or your gonna join Bradley"
"All in favor in McDonalds say 'I' "
Josh jumped at this opportunity. "I"
Suddenly a voice echoed from the halls. "I want McDonalds"
"How timely" Josh sighed.
"Bradley quiet your being punished" Mr. Burnington hollered.
Heather knew how this was going to end up, it happened at least once a week, they all ended up screaming and yelling, so she quickly ate her Salmon and excused her self.
"Stop standing up for Danny, Joshua!"
"Okay big man! If bullies ever approach him, I'll tell him to deal with it himself" Josh used a angry tone.
"That's not what I meant!" snapped Mr. Burnington.
"Stop yelling please" Begged Mrs. Burnington.
The tension in the house slowly rose has Josh & His Father grew silent shooting each other looks.
Danny, Josh, Mr. & Mrs. Burnington slowly finished their dinner they excused them selves with in 10 seconds of each other.
Josh headed towards to his room and heard a crash coming from the TV room so he decided to check it out, soon screaming and yelling could be heard coming from the room. "What's going on in here" Josh slammed the door open. Heather & Bradley were going at it...again. "Heather explain your self!"
She darted him a dangerous look. "He's watching the South Park movie."
Josh slumped into a chair. "What channel is it on?" He had keenly developed an interest to know what channel had the guts to play such a thing.
"It's not on a channel it's on a---" Josh intruppted Heather.
"Yeah right...hand me the remote wench"
"It's your DVD" She took it off the table that was by the couch. She tossed him the case. It had his name written on it:
PROPERTY OF JOSHUA BURNINGTON
Touch and die
A fatigued & annoyed dropped on Josh's face. He then turned to Bradley. "So Bradley, do you know that you touched my property and I could bust you In half and set a lemonade stand up over your grave." Heather placed a smug look on her face and walked behind Josh so he couldn't see her taunt Bradley. "Bradley also ate Oreos fo---" Josh intruppted her again. "I don't care wench"
Heather looked at him in a disgusted way and stormed out of the room. "C'mere" Josh beckoned Bradley. Bradley looked at him horror struck and he quickly raced out of the room. Josh gave a threatening smile when he was alone in the room and he collected his DVD from the DVD player and took it back to his room.
Heather went into the Living Room and found Mrs. Burnington sorting through her antiques & Mr. Burnington looking at a magazine. She could tell he wasn't reading it because his eyes' wern't moving. He was probably angry with all the screaming and she could tell that he was on the breaking point. Heather turned back to her mother. "Mom?"
"Yes, Heather?" She used a falsely amused & happy tone. Heather could tell that her Mother wasn't happy. "Bradley ate Oreo cookies for Dinner & Josh called me a wench twice."
"Samuel-" Mrs. Burnington began.
"NO! I refuse to deal with those two!" He hollered. Suddenly there was a crash in another room. "God Blessit" Mr. Burnington buried his face in his hands.
"I'll go check it out" She left the room and traveled down the hall way and went into the bathroom and the toilet tank lid was smashed on the ground & tooth paste was smeared on the wall with text that said: HA, HA! Heather had just cleaned the bathroom. She was pretty ticked about it, but she could only imagine what her father would say. Josh walked by the bathroom but walked back and stared and started in it with fear stricken his eyes, "Sucks to be you," and he raced into the living room. Heather tried to slow him but her attempt failed
"I'm going over to Stephen's house" Josh declared
"Okay, be home before 11:00" Josh then quickly rushed out of the house. Heather knew the only reason Josh had rushed out is because the house: because Armageddon was about to break loose.
"I guess I'll confront Danny & Bradley first" She walked out of the wreaked bathroom and slowly went down the hall. She thought about what her father and what he would do. He'd scream and holler, he'd probably ground all four of them and they each had a set budget on how much they got to spend a month. They'd probably loose that too, no phones, no television, no radio, no computer. He'd bust his blood veins. She knocked on the brother's door and Danny opened the door and slapped her without reason and shut the door in her face and your could hear a click on the other side. "LET ME IN YOU HORRIBLE LITTLE MONSTERS!" She slammed on the door but it wouldn't open.
"Stop yelling!" Mr. Burnington boomed down the hall ways.
Bradley opened the window and whispered over to Danny, and they both dived through the window and shut the screen silently. They grabbed a lawn chair from the back yard and then rushed around to the other side of the house and climbed through Heather's window and made a racket doing so. Heather rushed towards her room but Danny and Bradley had shut and locked her door before she could stop them. "Bradley....Shut her window and lock it" Bradley gave a proud smile and shut her window and locked it just had Danny had asked. "Should I shut the blinds?" Danny smiled at Bradley and shut the blinds & closed the drapes so nobody could peak through. Danny suddenly without warning burst into laughter, he'd found a pen & paper. Bradley then began to knock over every thing that was set up right. He laughed again and began to write profane things & mean comments about Heather, ignoring her complaining and protests, when he was finished he slid it under a crack under the door. Both Danny & Bradley could hear a shuffling out side, and gasps.
"That's it, you demons!" Heather entered the living room. It seemed her father was slowly calming down. "Hey Papa, you might want to check out the bathroom"
"Why?"
"Because Danny & Bradley wrecked it, they broke the toilet!"
"I don't believe it!"
"This is one of the thing's you have to see to believe."
Mrs. Burnington seemed beyond what had happened, she seemed totally shocked with the situation.
"Bradley & Danny also locked me out of my own room"
"Stupid kids, I knew only 2 of them was enough!"
"Samuel!" Lillian scolded.
"Lillian, I work my fingers to the bone and for this s--" Heather intruppted her Father.
"I think it's best if you don't finish that and you check out the bathroom" Mr. and Mrs. Burnington headed straight for the bathroom and when they got there. Swear words could be heard and Mr. Burnington was hollering. Heather stalked out side and waited through screaming, and laughing. As soon has Mr. Burnington unscrewed Heather's door you could hear all sorts of noises.
About an hour later Mrs. Burnington called out for Heather, and Heather went into the house. She didn't even want to think about what kind of punishment the two boys got. Mrs. Burnington confronted Heather. "Were going over to Home Depot to get a new toilet, we'll be back in about 2 hours."