Once upon a time… there was a little boy who lived in a small house in the bush with his dad. One day I went to go and see Grandpa. I asked dad if I could go, Dad said ” Yes but be back soon.”
I headed of with my motorbike and my backpack. In my backpack were some cookies for Grandpa, I was wearing a blue bikie jacket. On the way I saw a wild dog and it chased me all the way to Grandpa’s tent. Then I called my bikie gang to the rescue. They got there in a jiffy then they beat him down with a single ‘BANG!’
He flew up to pet heaven and then his ghost started to chase me again. I quickly rode home with the gangand had some cookies and a drink. The gang went home and I lived happily ever after with my dad.
A couple of weeks ago a 13 year old girl called Adam Goodes an ape. That is what started all this mess. On an Indigonous round with footy Adam did the Aboriginal war dance that some kids tought him. I think that he was just trying to celebrate a goal that he kicked.
I think that Adam Goodes is a good person. I don’t think that he has done anything wrong. I don’t think that the girl should have called him an ape and they certainly shouldn’t be booing him. The booing has got out of hand, the booing has got to stop it is disgraceful. Some kids and people are copying others and their parents. I liked the fact that on the seventh minute of the third quarter people were supporting Adam. Adam Goodes number is 37. I think that Adam made the right choice to skip a round of footy, but he should aslo keep playing because he is a great football player.
I want to know why people are booing him.
“BANG” “BANG” it came from the house. I rush inside I don’t know who it is. I rush into the house straight to my bedroom. I didn’t even bother to check what or who was making the noise. I wait about 5 – 10 minutes and then I go down stairs to the kitchen and get a pot, then I go to the dining room to see what is making the noise.
As I get closer the noise gets louder and louder with every foot step I take. I approach the dining room and I see someone. It’s not just anyone it’s my best friend Pepper from down the street “Pepper what are you doing here?” I ask her in a croaky voice. “I was brought here by a man and now he is in the lounge room.” Pepper says in a worried voice. “He also has a knife” she says. “It’s ok” I say “I have a pot and I can knock him out with it!” I creep around the corner into the lounge room and he grabs me and I can’t move quick enough to do anything. I yell as loud as I can and try to get help, but it’s no use nowone can here me. Now he’s holding on to me harder then he was before. All I feel is the pain. He starts to release his hands. He let’s go of me and get’s Pepper. I try to get away for some help but he grab’s my wrist and now neither of us can get away. I hear someone at the door. It’s mum.
Mum comes inside She slowely creeps closer to the lounge. The man let’s go of us and get’s mum, Pepper and I run down the street to get help. Pepper’s Parent’s and neighbours come and a bunch of other people come to help as well. Pepper’s Parent’s ring the cop’s. They get there in a jiffy. Then they thank all the people there because they have been trying to catch him from the start. So he get’s arrested and everyone never heard anything from him again.