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BINGHAMTON - Long before the construction problem that closed the Broome County office building for a month this spring, there was compelling evidence that the project was making some county workers sick. Employees on multiple floors inside the Edwin ...

Warning signs preceded office closing - Sun and Press

PLAINFIELD — Fred Tedesco sat at the kitchen table of his Warren Township home and stared at a cluster of pictures spread out in front of him. The images showed some of the city apartment buildings he used to own and take pride in. Tedesco took a ...

Ex-landlord discusses conditions of Connolly Properties in Plainfield - MyCentralJersey.com

A report by an elevator inspector with the Iowa Department of Labor has identified an elevator door safety device that may have played a part in the door collapse that led to the death of an Illinois man June 6. Security image: (Case sensitive) Note ...

State report identifies broken elevator part - Ames Daily Tribune

A Pennsylvania man who got stuck in a hotel elevator spent the night in the Cobb County jail after he allegedly damaged the elevator trying to kick his way out. Richard J. Shevlin, 22, intentionally damaged the elevator at the Comfort Inn in Smyrna ...

Man damages hotel elevator while trapped - Atlanta Journal Constitution

SMYRNA, Ga. -- Richard Shevlin was freed after being trapped in an elevator at a Cobb County Comfort Inn, but that freedom didn’t last for long. The 22-year-old Eagleville, Pa. man was arrested shortly thereafter for allegedly damaging the Smyrna ...

Trapped Man Arrested For Allegedly Damaging Cobb Elevator - WSB-TV Atlanta

R IDING MOUNTAIN NATIONAL PARK — At Riding Mountain National Park’s 75th anniversary celebration last year, George Roper was introduced as someone who "dropped in" for a visit many years ago. Boy, did he ever. It was a 1944 training mission ...

Sunday Special: Triumph over tragedy - Winnipeg Free Press

1. Bill Clinton . The venue, the Oval Office, catapults the Monica Lewinsky affair to the top. There were two important lessons, one unfortunate, the other instructive. The first is if Clinton hadn’t lied initially about his relations with Lewinsky ...

Top 10 U.S. Sex Scandals More Than Match U.K.: Albert R. Hunt - Bloomberg

"We were just walking along and my mom said, 'Run, run!' but we couldn't run with that crowd," Harden said. "Then we ran around the corner on East Wayne Street and ran into the Platt Building and through the glass door where we saw a bullet hole. We ...

Winter Haven Man Recalls Brush With Notorious '30s Gangster - The Ledger

It may have been the two tin cans that my grandfather connected with a string which began my career in communications, one which has seen many innovations in the way agriculture communicates. Agriculture is economically dependent upon good ...

The New Farmer Party Line - Herald & Review

Daily News readers raised more than $20,000 to save a curious East Harlem cat who spent a week in the hospital after getting stuck in an elevator shaft. Maggie, the mischievous feline, went back to owner Primotivo Hernandez , 70, who said he "called ...

a cup of sugar

... and those exchanges never really got me past the front (or garage) door. ... with a nerdish grin as if i had just been chosen to be on the price is right, i grabbed my measuring cup and heading down the elevator...." i'm really hoping i told her my name and apartment number, but because i'm not super quick on my feet and the elevator door was closing on us .... more

Friday July 3rd, 2009

Next we walked into the mall right beside subway because the hostel owner, William, said that the glass elevator/ dome was the best free view you can get of Belfast. ... We stayed there long enough for everyone (minus me) to have a drink, and then headed next door to Fibbers McGee, another highly recommended traditional Irish pub.... more

Adventures with QE2

Riding the elevator down, I warned myself. Breathe. Breathe. Pay attention to the small things. Make sure you clear the door....Another time when the door opened on the fourth floor, he ran out thinking it was the lobby – and boom – he was stranded. ... s I had left about three inches between the back of the wheelchair and the rear of the elevator for my poor little dog to fit himself in; he must have held his breath....Out came my next-door neighbor, her face in distress. ... And I went on my way toward the elevator.... more

建築家、語れり

#12377;。 Frankly it was a mysterious (useless) door.... more

here and there

There: Waiting for what can seem like hours for the slowest, most aggravating elevator in the world. ... Here: Ice cream delivered right to your door.... more

Such Great Heights

When I got to the hearing room, there was a huge line heading out the door. I didn't think I'd get a seat. ... I also had a chat on the elevator with Sen. Mark Pryor of Arkansas.... more

The Company

Anabel reactivates the apartment's security system and leaves through the door, taking the stairs rather than the elevator to the lobby.... ... irst his arm and then his head in the door. ... He notes that the elevator is parked in the basement and concludes that's probably where Anabel is.... more

What's Normal? by Paulo Coelho

26] When you enter an elevator, looking straight at the door and pretending you are the only person inside, however crowded it may be.... more

Revolutionary Road, Richard Yates

Buttoned-up and smiling among the Knox men, nodding goodnight as the elevator set him free, he would take a crosstown bus and a downtown bus to Bethune Street, where h ... e'd mount to flights of slope-treaded, creaking stairs, open a white door so overlayed with many generations of soiled and blistered paint that its surface felt like t... more

Finally - First Meeting with the Surgical Oncologist

This is a new world for me, and it seems amazingly pedestrian and unremarkable despite the foreboding sign above the entrance door: Surgical Oncology. ... As we wait for the elevator, I can not remember if Dr. Guru used the word “l... more

KONE

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Chris Erskine: The new Mayberry?

The latest lifestyle: mall as home. Our intrepid columnist tests the idea with an Americana sleepover. more

Winter Haven Man Recalls Brush With Notorious '30s Gangster

Published: Saturday, July 4, 2009 at 11:40 p.m. Last Modified: Saturday, July 4, 2009 at 11:40 p.m. Winter Haven resident John Harden was 6 years old when he accompanied his mother, father and sister on a shopping trip to downtown South Bend, Ind., on June 30, 1935, and became a part of American history. more

Gunman kept shooting as victim fell, trial hears

The man accused in a fatal shooting four years ago outside a View Street apartment building was seen in a security video walking around the Chelsea apartments just 18 hours before the killing, checking out the intercom system, a B.C. Supreme Court trial heard yesterday. more

Three slain in home. Police stay silent on possible suspects, motive

A former chief justice of the Tax Court of Canada, his wife, and a next-door neighbour were found slain yesterday in a luxury highrise building on Riverside Drive that had several security controls, leaving neighbours and colleagues shocked and struggling for answers. more

Harper says no laws broken despite Elections Canada search

Under attack in the House of Commons over an Elections Canada search on Conservative party headquarters Tuesday morning, Prime Minister Stephen Harper said the Tories are a oerock solida in their legal position and fended off allegations that his party broke spending laws during the last election. more

Wear a flower in your hair, bring a warm jacket - San Francisco, California, United States

No matter what time of the day you leave, it is always a rush getting to the airport and getting checked in. more

Dead End

As everyone who lives in a hotel knows, one of your first duties upon dropping your suitcases in the room is to determine your emergency exit route. more

Charity employee trivia

What do you know about the people who make charity possible? Sunday, July 05, 2009 Nonprofits are the sum of their people. more

Veteran shares memories

Editor's note: This is the first installment of a two-part story on the experiences of World War II veteran Gladys LaParche. more

Onions an ice cream don't mix

Last week, I let my imagination get the best of me. My 4-year-old grandson was going to have surgery to remove enlarged adenoids. more

Elevator Door Answers

Open Question: Why Does this happen to me ALot?

when i go to get on the elevator and i walk around the corner the elevator doors open and no one gets out. some times they are already open, and sometimes when i go to push the button they open right before i push it, and each time no ones in it, it scares me but i try to think logically and it happens way too much to be a coincidence? oh i didnt actually know what section to put this in so im going to assume suprenatural ish stupid ugh more

Open Question: izzie did look down when the elevator's door opened do you still think she'd die?

Open Question: Who thinks this is funny? Got anything else like it?

Annoying Things To Do On An Elevator 1) CRACK open your briefcase or handbag, peer Inside and ask "Got enough air in there?" 2) STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off. 3) WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves. 4) GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral. 5) MEOW occasionally. 6) STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly 7) SAY -DING at each floor. 8) SAY "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons. 9) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button. 10) STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on." 11) WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?" 12) TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone. 13) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space." 14) WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you. 15) PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more. 16) ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones. 17) HOLD the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?" 18) DROP a pen and wail until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine!" 19) BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift. 20) PRETEND you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers. 21) SWAT at flies that don't exist. 22) CALL out "Group hug" then enforce it. more

Open Question: Can you help with my writing troubles? I feel i am telling the story, not describing...?

well I feel I am telling the story rather than descripbing it. I am writing in third person limited and I am not sure how i am going.... anytips on how to make the writing more enjoyable, like the reader is really there. thanks. here is a little part to give you an idea... (sorry it probs wont make sence) bit one... “Err okay...” Fleur let Gabby lead the way. She really wanted to get out of the stuffy building but she could not hurt poor Gabby’s feelings and endure the crying again. As they stepped into the elevator Fleur made sure she pulled her arm from gabby, the shock in her belly from the sudden floaty feeling were sure to escape to her fingers. Truly, Fleur hated the shocks in her body, but then again she would hate to live without them. They were the poor village people’s only source of feeling. They made Fleur feel warm at the right time and cold at the right time. They made her hurt, love and feel sadness, just like any normal person would feel it through their skin. “Push level five-teen pl-please!” Gabby tried to reach one of the many buttons on the elevator, her small fingers straining. “How’s your knee going?” Fleur asked, relaxing a little now that Gabby let go of her hand without a fight. “It’s fine! Oh I wish this elly would hurry up...” “Elly, hey?” Fleur said, a smirk on her face. “Yeah! I called her Elly!” Fleur couldn’t help but laugh. The elevator was very large, its patterned carpet and mirrored walls showed off the expensive feel to the whole building. The buttons were chrome and a womans voice sounded when one reaches their destination. bit two.. “Oh you know, bit of this, bit of that. Actually I was on my way to clean up evidence of a friends murder... want to join in?” Fleur gave then a smile. She did not know where this sudden confidence had come from but she liked it, especially when the men showed a look of fear. “Yeah you’d better run t-twerp!” said the ‘brave’ man as fleur started to walk away, smile still etched on her face. The group jeered in laughter again once they though Fleur was out of ear shot. She did not care one bit about those drunken souls, they would not be able to hurt her. Just like every night Fleur suddenly grew tired. It never happened at the same time but when the drowsiness did sweep over her she knew there was only minutes before she would be out like a light. This was something that happened to all the villagers, it was just a part of them. Fleur hurried along the main city street, getting slower. She was hoping to find a nicer place to spend the night but when Fleur finally nodded off she was curled up in a door way of an office tower. The reason i didnt show the begining is becuse its good - i have fallen of the wagon along the way. (i should have mentioned that before) OMG i never realised the Fleur, gabby thing. they arnt sisters but i'd probs better change it anyway.. more

Open Question: How can i override a Dover Gear-less Traction elevator to go straight to the desired floor?

There's a video of the elevator on youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBfzO70vBZI Just search "The palace Myrtle Beach" and you'll find it Apparently the elevators at the Palace Resort in Myrtle Beach, SC are very slow (according to TripAdvisor) So will something like holding the desired floor button and close doors work? Help I don't want to spend my vacation at the elevators. more

Open Question: Is this woman racist?

I'm going to start off by stating that I am not white--or that should go without saying if you look at my avatar. I was getting on an elevator in my building one night, when I saw a blonde white woman in her late thirties, wearing an upscale business outfit, running to catch the elevator before the door closed. When I saw her coming, I put my foot out to stop and reopen the door. She she embarked the elevator, her face and mouth looked as if she were about to thank the person who held the door for her. But when she looked at me, her face immediately hardened and she faced the front, as if she were saying "I don't need to thank HIM." In your opinion, was this woman racist or just an arrogant b!mb0? Rachel, people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. I went out of my way to keep the door open for her, and I am rude? I would not be surprised if you are just like the woman in my story. Aisha, I make these conclusions because, before, she looked at me, she looked as if she were about to thank me. It was only AFTER she looked at me that her face turned to stone--very quickly. And I never even met her. Pepper, I made no racist comments. To bring salt to my argument, I mentioned her race. And I did not have any mean expressions; I was being polite and she returned my grace with an expression that suggests that she did not needed to thank me. From you statement, I can infer that you know little about about race issues. You strike me as somewhat of a rural Idahoan who does not pay attention to both sides but believe that, since affirmative action seems to make us seem as if we "have it all," any of our claims of racist are childish and unfounded. Perhaps you are racist. Debbie, I assure you that I was not dressed like a thug. I was dressed in an Eddie Bauer coat, dockers, and boots. more

Resolved Question: The most random dream ever--help?

Last night I had a dream that my dad(who I'm not close to) was dying and in the hospital. When I got to the hospital I got on an elevator to go up to his floor. On the elevator, me and several other passengers got stuck on the elevator and it began to shake violently. As the elevator shook somehow everyone got turned upside down in the elevator. Then the elevator doors opened up and raced out onto my father's floor. I went over to the nurse's desk to find out that my father was no longer there and was placed in a hospice program. When I got home I found that my father had been placed in my bedroom and would stay there for the remainder of his life. Most of my belongings had been taken out of my room and had been replaced by hospital equipment. Instead of feeling sad about my father passing away I was inconvenienced about him being in my room and also somewhat uncomfortable and frightened. There were strange people coming in out of my bedroom wanting to visit my father and I hated it. Somehow the setting changed to my office at work(I work at the hospital) and my father was now resting in my cubicle in a wheelchair with an iv and oxygen tank. People kept coming into my office disturbing my work to visit my father. My coworkers didn't seem to my mind and seemed to know everyone that came into visit my father...when I finally began to feel sad for my father I woke up from the dream. What could this dream mean? more

Resolved Question: How can I annoy people in the elevator, and take away from the awkwardness?

Here's some ideas....but i want more...please share if you have any other ways :) 1. When there is only one person in the elevator tap them on the shoulder and say it wasn't you. 2. Ask if you can push the button for other people, but intentionally push the wrong ones. 3. Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for a friend. After a while let the doors close and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?" 4. Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator. 5. Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on ask if they have an appointment. 6. Lay down a Twister mat and ask people if they would like to play (being naked is optional) 7. Stand silently and motionless in the corner facing the wall, without getting off. If someone approaches you, turn around and try to bite them. 8. Stare at another passenger for a while and then announce in horror, "You're one of THEM!" and back away slowly. 9. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers in an unnecessarily loud voice, "This is MY personal space!" 10. Call out ‘GROUP HUG’ then enforce it. GROUP HUG! :D Well..they make the elevator experience more enjoyable...screw the awkwardness :) more

Resolved Question: Three more weird... no not weird, funny jokes?

A man went into a pharmacy and asked to talk to a male pharmacist. The woman he was talking to said that she was the pharmacist and that she and her sister owned the store, so there were no males employed there. She then asked if there was something she could help the gentleman with. The man said: This is embarrassing for me, but I have a permanent erection which causes me a lot of problems and severe embarrassment. I was wondering what you could give me for it? The pharmacist said Just a minute, I'll go talk to my sister. When she returned, she said, the best we can do is 1/3 ownership in the store and $3000 a month in living expenses. ************************************ A grizzled old man was eating in a truck stop when three Hell's Angels bikers walked in. The first walked up to the old man and pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, and then took a seat at the counter. The second walked up to the old man and spit into the old man's milk, and then he took a seat at the counter. The third walked up to the old man and turned over the old man's plate, and then he took a seat at the counter. Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner. Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, Humph, not much of a man, was he? The waitress replied, Not much of a truck driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles. ************************************ A little guy gets on an elevator, looks up and sees this HUGE guy standing next to him. No one else is on the elevator. The elevator door closes. After a few seconds the big guy notices the little guy staring at him, looks down and says, 7 feet tall, 350 pounds, 20 inch penis, 3 pound left testicle, 3 pound right testicle, Turner Brown. The little guy faints dead away and falls to the floor. The big dude kneels down and brings him to, slapping his face and shaking him, Hey! What's wrong with you? In a very weak voice the little guy says, Excuse me, but what EXACTLY did you just say to me? The big dude replies, I saw the curious look on your face and figured I'd just give you the answers to the questions everyone always asks me. I'm 7 feet tall, I weigh 350 pounds, I have a 20 inch penis, a 3 pound left testicle, a 3 pound right testicle, and my name, is Turner Brown. The little guy gives a sigh of relief and says, Thank God! I thought you said turn around! more

Voting Question: Who thinks the finale on Greys Anatomy was so sad :(?

The finale of greys anatomy was SO sad! The end was the sadest, it had me balling my eyes out! :( the part where izzi dies andgoes in the elevator and when the door opens she see's george, who had just died at the same time 'cos that guy with the messed up face was hiM! OMG that was sad :( also when Meridith realises its george from when he traces "007" on her hand! :( who agrees here with me :( more

Voting Question: can an elevator door, car door, or trunk lid give a person an accidental haircut?

Resolved Question: I am extremely claustrophobic and was wondering if anyone out there was the same.?

I even get minor panic attacks if the elevator door takes a fraction of a second longer to open than normal. Thankfully, never got stuck in a lift (elevator). Did any of you? Window... I know, right? I can't even imagine going into a CT Scanner. The very thought makes be suffocated and panic-stricken. more

Resolved Question: heres my Book Its Called Heroes Never Win?

Chapter 1 The first drop of blood falls. My Name is Jacob Dykhouse and the year Is 2099. On the day of December 21, 2012 the world was transformed just as the Mayans said it would. A virus was released and many but not all of the people of the human race was affected by the virus. The virus killed them and then allowed them to be ”reborn” to a new state in which the go a new strand of DNA and gives them an ability. Now the government has made a organization to collect these strands of DNA and give it to a infected To improve his abilities to allow him to fight the infection, they do this to make the perfect army of one. This act was made to stop the infection, it was called the Act of blood falls. The company’s name is Blood bound. Some of us are infected so we are able to fight if we have to. I am the companies assassin and collector of the strands or Hoi or heart of the infection. I am also infected I have the power to heal, teleport and precision aiming. No, I was not alive when the infection was released. I am a stillborn in other words I am the son of an infected being. This is my story of surviving the infection. As I walked to the elevator in the Carter building of New York city, My phone rang, I pulled out the old crappy twenty five dollar phone from the nearest gas station down the street. I pushed the button and felt the cold plastic on my warm skin. “Jacob” said Captain Shouls as he typed on the keyboard “ you need to go to the twenty third floor and your equipment will be there, you know your objective correct” he questioned as he listened to hear my voice come on the phone. “Ya, you dropped off my favorite gun right” I asked as pressed against the button with my thumb. “ Yes ,a nine figure milometer. And I have an other objective for you I left you another type of weapon. Its called the Auren, it drains the strand DNA we need from the body, its like a needle but I gun form. Just point and shot and it will rip it out of them. Got it?” He explained , “Yes I got it left window right?” I asked as my eyes panned around the room “Yes third floor fifth window ETA in 5” As I set up the gun a lied down to get ready for the target to enter his office. I put the bullet in the hole and aimed. He walked in looked at the window. I pulled the trigger and the glass fell apart his body dropped with a hole in his head I teleported into the building and locked the door took out the Auren and pointed at the head pulled the trigger and the strand was ripped out and blood splattered on the wall. I Teleported to the HQ and gave the gun to the Captain. He shook his head and tossed it back to me “ What do you want me to do with it I got the strand” I questioned “ Put it up to your arm and pull the trigger” He insisted. “ Won’t that take away my powers?” I asked as I looked around the room. “No, since you are a stillborn it wont take them away its part of your brain the only way that could happen is if you die and that can’t happen..” he stopped in the middle of the sentence. “ Come with me!” exclaimed as he took the Auren and rushed out the room. We quickly ran through to the closet in the main hall. “ Ok take it” he said as he shoved it in to my hands and ran out of the closet. “Wait!” I screamed but he was already gone. I held it up and shot it in to my arm and I could fell the strand riding through my blood stream and into my brain. Then when the pain stopped, I looked up and walked out the door. I turned around only to find people looking at me. I looked down only to find I wasn’t in my own body. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was in my best friends body. I blinked and I was me again. That man must have had the power to mimic any thing he sees. I went back to my room and found a note on my bed. When I picked it up it turned on. “Jacob, its Captain Shuols. By the time you find this I will be gone. I have made mistakes in my life, and I cannot afford for them to find me. This is the last mission ill be able to inform you about. The man you have to kill is Zack Hollaway, his power is to control time You need to kill him while he’s in meeting which is at city hall in Philadelphia top window in a black suit and navy blue tie. Goodbye, Jacob you need to finish you time in the company. No turning back unless you get the hint goodbye” As the screen turned black I walked away and teleported to the building across from city hall in Philly. The town was completely destroyed, it was a place for the poor. I scoped out the area, and then teleported in to the bathroom and walked out to the meeting. I saw him Zack Hollaway he turned around and I shot him in the head ran over took the Auren out and took the DNA. Then teleported back to my room. I laid down and fell asleep. That night I woke up and looked at the Auren. I picked it up and shot it in my arm, I felt the same pain as before. I stood up and looked around time was frozen. I panned the faces of the i diddnt copy resident evil because they dont get abilities and xmen they do not collect strand of dna so ya more

Voting Question: Is my story ok plz help im so nervous?

Heroes Never Win Chapter 1 The first drop of blood falls. My Name is Jacob Dykhouse and the year Is 2099. On the day of December 21, 2012 the world was transformed just as the Mayans said it would. A virus was released and many but not all of the people of the human race was affected by the virus. The virus killed them and then allowed them to be ”reborn” to a new state in which the go a new strand of DNA and gives them an ability. Now the government has made a organization to collect these strands of DNA and give it to a infected To improve his abilities to allow him to fight the infection, they do this to make the perfect army of one. This act was made to stop the infection, it was called the Act of blood falls. The company’s name is Blood bound. Some of us are infected so we are able to fight if we have to. I am the companies assassin and collector of the strands or Hoi or heart of the infection. I am also infected I have the power to heal, teleport and precision aiming. No, I was not alive when the infection was released. I am a stillborn in other words I am the son of an infected being. This is my story of surviving the infection. As I walked to the elevator in the Carter building of New York city, My phone rang, I pulled out the old crappy twenty five dollar phone from the nearest gas station down the street. I pushed the button and felt the cold plastic on my warm skin. “Jacob” said Captain Shouls as he typed on the keyboard “ you need to go to the twenty third floor and your equipment will be there, you know your objective correct” he questioned as he listened to hear my voice come on the phone. “Ya, you dropped off my favorite gun right” I asked as pressed against the button with my thumb. “ Yes ,a nine figure milometer. And I have an other objective for you I left you another type of weapon. Its called the Auren, it drains the strand DNA we need from the body, its like a needle but I gun form. Just point and shot and it will rip it out of them. Got it?” He explained , “Yes I got it left window right?” I asked as my eyes panned around the room “Yes third floor fifth window ETA in 5” As I set up the gun a lied down to get ready for the target to enter his office. I put the bullet in the hole and aimed. He walked in looked at the window. I pulled the trigger and the glass fell apart his body dropped with a hole in his head I teleported into the building and locked the door took out the Auren and pointed at the head pulled the trigger and the strand was ripped out and blood splattered on the wall. I Teleported to the HQ and gave the gun to the Captain. He shook his head and tossed it back to me “ What do you want me to do with it I got the strand” I questioned “ Put it up to your arm and pull the trigger” He insisted. “ Won’t that take away my powers?” I asked as I looked around the room. “No, since you are a stillborn it wont take them away its part of your brain the only way that could happen is if you die and that can’t happen..” he stopped in the middle of the sentence. “ Come with me!” exclaimed as he took the Auren and rushed out the room. We quickly ran through to the closet in the main hall. “ Ok take it” he said as he shoved it in to my hands and ran out of the closet. “Wait!” I screamed but he was already gone. I held it up and shot it in to my arm and I could fell the strand riding through my blood stream and into my brain. Then when the pain stopped, I looked up and walked out the door. I turned around only to find people looking at me. I looked down only to find I wasn’t in my own body. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was in my best friends body. I blinked and I was me again. That man must have had the power to mimic any thing he sees. I went back to my room and found a note on my bed. When I picked it up it turned on. “Jacob, its Captain Shuols. By the time you find this I will be gone. I have made mistakes in my life, and I cannot afford for them to find me. This is the last mission ill be able to inform you about. The man you have to kill is Zack Hollaway, his power is to control time You need to kill him while he’s in meeting which is at city hall in Philadelphia top window in a black suit and navy blue tie. Goodbye, Jacob you need to finish you time in the company. No turning back unless you get the hint goodbye” As the screen turned black I walked away and teleported to the building across from city hall in philly. The town was completely destroyed, it was a place for the poor. I scoped out the area, and then teleported in to the bathroom and walked out to the meeting. I saw him Zack Hollaway he turned around and I shot him in the head ran over took the Auren out and took the DNA. Then teleported back to my room. I laid down and fell asleep. That night I woke up and looked at the Auren. I picked it up and shot it in my arm, I felt the same pain as before. I stood up and looked around time was frozen sorry its in the worng place but im tired and not payin attention and im going to add morebout the infection the coponey and his parents in the sequil heroes always win more

Voting Question: Which one would you most likely do in an elevator?

1) CRACK open your briefcase or handbag, peer Inside and ask “Got enough air in there?” 2) STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off. 3) WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you’re embarrassed when they open themselves. 4) GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral. 5) MEOW occasionally. 6) STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: “You’re one of THEM” - and back away slowly 7) SAY -DING at each floor. 8) SAY “I wonder what all these do?” And push all the red buttons. 9) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button. 10) STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: “I have new socks on.” 11) WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: “Is that your beeper?” 12) TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone. 13) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: “This is my personal space.” 14) WHEN there’s only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn’t you. 15) PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more. 16) ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones. 17) HOLD the doors open and say you’re waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say “Hi Greg, How’s your day been?” 18) DROP a pen and wail until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: “That’s mine!” 19) BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift. 20) PRETEND you’re a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers. 21) SWAT at flies that don’t exist. 22) CALL out “Group hug” then enforce it. Lace: Thank you, but I didn't come up with it myself, one of my 'friends' did more

Resolved Question: when entering an elevator with a wheelchair patient..one should?

when entering an elevator with a wheelchair patient..one should: a. back the chair through the doors b. continue to push the chair forward through the doors c. hold the doors open and have the patient wheel himself through the doors more

Resolved Question: What does this dream mean?

i had a dream i was in a elevator and it dropped down really fast so i on the top of it (the roof) and when it stopped i fell to the ground and the doors opened and my friend. lets call him J. was there and he helped me up and smiled. what does this mean? i thought it could mean that i will fall hard for J. ive known him forever and have sort of liked him, and he likes me so maybe. more

Voting Question: Universal Studios ride?

I remember when I was about 5, so 10 or 11 years ago, I went to Universal studios, I think it was, and I rode this ride. I remember when you first got in you waited in this room that looked like a room from a hotel, and theire was no exit out of it, and than these doors opened. And once you got on, the "elevator" took you up and it stopped at the 13th floor, the doors opened and you saw ghosts or something, and than it dropped you. Anyways, Ive been desperately trying to remember what this ride was called, and if its still there. Thanks! more

Resolved Question: Opionon on my book...?

Dont be to harsh, I'm only 13. ○ As I sat there pondering what was going to happen to me next I started to debate what was worst the smell of this run-down hotel, which made my nose burn because of the rusty blood type smell or the fact i sat there knowing people have died here. I knew my mom would return soon but her job was just so odd. What kind of women would choose a job were you have to investigate old places to see if they can be fixed up, if there haunted, if they need to come down and so on! Anyways this was the first day i came to work with my mom because this hotel was only thirty minutes out of town. My mom said she had to go look around with her co-worker Phil. (Hes a tool, trust me.) Back too my point, i sat her looking over each corner, every inch of this lobby. I pictured what this hotel use to look like but that was far back in the sixties i believe. The lobby had a elegant chandler that had been over run by cob-webs and dust, and the front desk was still intack but nothing else was really in the lobby except a few chairs that where plain, but pretty cozy. Listen too me, I'm sitting in what might be a haunted hotel talking about the comfortable chair I'm sitting in. This is crazy. I decided before i go mad talking about the hotels interior design i might as well go look around. I starting walking towards the stair ways because who knows if the elevator worked, Once i reached the door to the stairways it was locked. Impossible, My mom went through this exact door and she had no keys to lock it. I decided maybe my mom did and i wasnt suppose to go up there so i went back to my cozy chair and sat down and pulled out my phone. I had 7 text messages that i slowly replied too and played a few rounds of brick breaker. What was the hold up? My mom had been up there for atleast an hour. I held down the two and it started calling her. It rang 2 and then answered but hung up, thats strange. Wheres my mom? Okay thats barely any but i was beginning to spook myself out, lol what did you guys think? more

Resolved Question: What should i say to him?

[btw im in taiwan for the summer at my grandmas, and theres no elevator, only stairs at her aparment. & sorry its a lot to read] I got locked out of my grandmas apartment, like i dint have the key to the very front door, the door before all the other doors to personal homes. so i was ringing the doorbell to my grandmas house, but she didnt hear it, cus she has ear problems. and then a guy that also lived in the same apartment came home and saw me ringing the doorbell.. i gave up on tring to get my grandma to unlock the door. and then the guy unlocked the door and askd me if i needed to go in also, i noded my hed and went inside. so he walked to his floor the 3rd one, and i had to go to the 5th floor.. when he went inside, he watched as i passed and i wanted to say thank you but i froze cus im shy and usaly suck at talking. so i never said thanks for leting me in... if i ever see him again, probably will, what should i say to him? or should i jsut not say anything cus he hates me cus i dnt say thanks? does he even care that i didnt? and anyways hes looked sorta 18 or in his 20's. and im 14. i know your thinking he probbly jsut thought i was a lil kid? but he was nice and idk what to say. what if he doesent even remember me? more

Resolved Question: Silent Hill 3 Questions?

I have a few questions about Silent Hill: -Who was driving the train in the Subway? -Who knocked back on the door in the bathroom? -Who pushed the button to make Heather go up in the elevator? Doesn't matter if you can't answer all, just try your best please! ;D more

Resolved Question: I've had the same dream a couple nights in a row,then one with all the things,lengthy.WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

So,Things are strange in my life now,Because of these dreams! A couple nights ago,i laid down in my bed for the first time in weeks (I went to summer camp and then had a bad dream at camp so i slept in my sisters room)That night my imagination was challenged... So I love/like this boy,damion greene,who goes to my church.He has appeared in numerous dreams and has always loved me in all of them.In one,he saved my life.But this one is very odd. I was in a red and yellow staircase.We(me and my friend page) walked down it and opened an elevator.Inside was a river that people were floating on appliances(yeah,strange)down stream.All my friends floated by and the last one was <3Damion<3.He stopped it and let me inside to the unfilled tub.So we went down stream a little and stopped at a door.we walked in an oicked up a plastic manicans head.So we walked up the stairs to an airport waiting room.So then i saw damion and ran to hug him.we hugged and then i saw my second best friend allyson(haven't seen her all summer) Thats all that happened,might i add that during the whole time,the place was being renovated.So yeah,i'm a little confused.page is closer to damion,but apparentley a better friend!Please help.I really like/love him! PLEASE NO STUPID ANSWERS, he means alot to me and i do need an answer! more

Resolved Question: What do you think of my story so far...?

Prologue Charred rubble flew through the air as a small passenger plane landed on a runway. The roar of the turbine quickly died away, and the night air was dead still. The passengers quietly exited the craft; soon all but one person was gone. At last a young girl, who looked to be 16, stepped out of the plane. Then she picked up a lone bag, and began walking towards the exit. Her medium length, jet black hair swayed gently as she walked with inhuman grace. Once outside she momentarily glanced at the sky “Snow” she said in a high soprano voice. Then she continued walking as the white flakes fell through the crisp air. Her composed facial features soon turned into a sly grin, as her aqua green eyes set their sights upon a large black limousine. Her pace quickened, and with a single bound she was in front of the car doors. Which only seconds ago had been several feet away; her pale hands gently gripped the door handle and pulled. As it easily gave way, she stepped inside her grin growing. Suddenly a robotic voice sounded “Welcome back ma’am.” The girl smiled and then chimed “It’s good to be back... J.A.R.V.I.S.” Bruce Bruce Wayne glared at Gotham High, regret captivating his soul. “Why did I agree to this?” he muttered. A few people pushed past him, but as soon as they realized who he was they apologized. “Oh my gosh! It’s Bruce Wayne!” A nearby fan Girl bellowed. The victims eyes widened in fear, as he rushed inside the school. Gliding through the halls swiftly, his cobalt blue eyes squinting. Bruce stopped in front of his locker, smirking to himself. His smirk widened as two attractive girls came over to him; he spoke in his charming voice “Hello ladies. You won’t mind escorting me to class will you?” The girls happily obliged, squeals could be heard from every direction as the day continued. It seemed like a celebrity had arrived at Gotham High, but he wasn’t a celebrity, just a billionaire, young C.E.O of Wayne Enterprises. Not to forget his perfectly chiselled face, and his gorgeous messy black hair. He seemed like a pretty normal guy, as in one nothing big to hide. Right? However very few people knew the truth about him, the truth behind all the laughter and smiles. Only laughter and smiles. Only two select people knew of his facade, his mask, his identity. The facade he was currently wearing to the Wayne Annual Firefighters Charity. He expected boring rich people and gawking girls, but he didn’t expect Damien Damien It was around midnight when the elevator opened, and Damien entered the ball. Sure he was un-invited but that wasn’t about to stop him, fashionably late as he called it. Upon entering he found everyone either chatting with one another or slow-dancing to some music. He entered with amazing grace and walked towards the quite luminous dance floor. His deep red eyes glittered and his once sly grin grew into a charming, smile as he spotted a beautiful blonde by the bar. Unlike others he was more of a bold and right to the point kind of guy. He swiftly made his way over to her and inquired. “Care to tango?” The woman looked at him in disbelief and replied “Aren’t you a little too young?” It was true. He looked to be about 18 while she seemed to be in her mid-twenties. Damien silently muttered “Lady I’m older than your great grandfather.” Fortunately she didn’t hear, so he answered her with another question. “Perhaps I am, Perhaps I am not.” His velvety voice definitely struck her chord this time. She smiled and sighed “You know a tango wouldn’t be that bad...” He wrapped his arm around hers and they began to dance. His grace was as perfect as his looks. Strong dark hair, sparkling deep red eyes, and is perfect face. He was well built and had gorgeous pale skin, his eyes may have been red but everyone assumed they were well, fitting contacts. His charming velvety voice made people thinks of only one word. Irresistible. Soon everyone had cleared the dance floor to watch their dance, finally they and everyone... but Bruce applauded. Damien bowed and left the dance floor only to be halted by Bruce “Who are you?” Bruce questioned Damien responded “Damien. Damien Alucard. Quite the party you have here Wayne.” Bruce eyed him suspiciously and replied “Yea... so. How come I have never met you?” Damien paused before replying but said “I’m new here... Listen I need to go. Sorry for bailing on your party Wayne.” With that both Bruce and Damien turned on each other and walked away. “Damien... Alucard... Alucard!!” Bruce turned on his heel in shock, but when he turned Damien was gone. Bruce ran to a bodyguard and checked the guest list. “He isn’t on the list...” Aricia A young blonde who was about 17 trudged through the halls of Gotham High. She glanced at the girls in front of her locker with her sky blue eyes. She shyly smiled, but the girls flipped their hair and turned around. They walked away with no grace and later in the hallway were joined by a group of b more

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Resolved Question: What do you hate that makes you want to change the world?

Whats something that just irritates you or makes you so mad and you wish you could change it? I mean i hate how people don't hold open elevator doors when they clearly see your hands are full... Any ideas? Can be a little situation or a big situation. more

Resolved Question: Do you think he liked me or was he just having fun?

OK last year my friends and I went to a hotel (we were 11 at the time and so were the guys) and we saw this really cute guy and his really cute team (there was a soccer tournament that we didn't know about when we went) and we decided to get out of the pool and follow them. We were acting pretty stupid, we were waiting for my friends mom and I banged on the glass door that goes from the hall to the pool and I waved at them. My friend was was like "DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" when the were walking down the hall past our room. Anyways we followed them a while and they realized it and turned around and started following us. Some of them were watching the buttons we pushed in elevator and stuff. Once we ran into him and he sang, he was like "touch my body put me on the floor" and my friend called him a perv. We got in trouble for losing each other and we had to sit outside the door and the guys were walking by our door and two of them were watching us in case we left or something I think. We were expecting them to ask one of us out at breakfast. We saw them leaving and they looked at us but they acted like they had never seen us before. I guess they didn't have time and plus they probably cared more about soccer than us. This is weird but I still really like him even though it's been a year and I didn't even know him. Sorry the question is so long but I really want to know did he really like us or was he just having fun following us. Sorry the question is so long and I know I already asked this but I only got two answers. more

Voting Question: What do you think of this?

Okay, this was pretty spur of the moment. so it kinda cuts of in the middle of a paragraph, but what do you think of the beginning of this story. Called, Duty To Save. She was curious; intrigued by the constantly changing orange blurs. She watched carefully from her doorstep as everyone, from children to the elderly, passed by her. A woman probable in here late seventies hobbled past, turning to smile at her. The little girl waved. “Morning, Mrs Hilder,” she called. The woman’s face crinkled as her smile reached her eyes. “Good morning, Kali.” And she continued on down the road with no recognition as to the ticking clock hovering like a cloud above her head. The door clicked open behind her. “Kali, what are you doing out here?” Kalilah’s mother peered around the door in her dressing gown. “The sun woke me up. I was watching the time.” Her mother picked at a stray piece of pale blue cotton hanging from the gown. Her voice was sceptical when she spoke. “Oh, really…” “Mummy, they really are there. By the way, Mr Kelton next door is on his way out next month.” Her mother – Terrie – gasped and pulled her daughter inside. “Kalilah, it isn’t true. There are no clocks over people’s heads. People die, of course they do but we don’t know when in advance. The world just doesn’t work like that, sweetie.” She swept a long, black strand of hair behind Kalilah’s ear and skimmed the hand along her jaw. A fat, wet tear trickled down Kalilah’s cheek and she ran to her room. The time counters did exist, and she could see them. She recalled the time when she would go days without speaking to her mother; hiding in her room to avoid seeing the little orange counter above her head. A year ago her mother had been diagnosed with cancer and the lingering timer had come dangerously close to zero, but the doctors cleared that up. At least she thought. That was before she learnt how to control her ‘gift’. In short, she can see when people will die. She could see the tiny floating countdowns following everyone wherever they went, but never her own, and this frustrated her incredibly. She sobbed into the pillow, and gripped at the covers until her knuckles turned white from the strain. She threw her toys from her bed, flinging them across the room in anger. “Why will no one believe me?” Kalilah cried in frustration. She sank into the mattress and pulled the covers over her head. “Because your insane, now stop yelling,” her sister, Shanti commanded, throwing the toys back on top of her. Shanti was right, Kalilah thought. She swore one day she would prove them wrong. One day Kalilah Salih would save whoever and whatever she could. Fourteen Years Later Kalilah rubbed her fingers in smooth circles over her temples and paused to take an aspirin. “Derek, please, will you just deal with the faxes first. They’re the most important, do them first,” she instructed slowly, giving him no chance to interrupt her again. Her head was pounding and her only hope was for the gradually turning hands on her clock. “But...” “Just do it Derek.” Kalilah got to her feet and stood square with the man in front of her. Derek was roughly her height, give or take an inch, with spiky black hair and a constantly dumbfounded expression. Quickly, she walked over to the fax machine, her high heels clicking softly on the tile. She placed the clipboard she had slipped from Derek’s hands and placed it next to the machine. Taking a pen – that she had clicked to the rim of her pencil skirt at her waist – she led her hand glide across the page, filling out the first memo, before turning once more to face Derek. “See, it isn’t that hard. Now, please do your job.” She grabbed her bag and made for the elevator turning to glance at Derek over her shoulder. She briefly activated his countdown in her mind and sighed as she saw the little orange year count. Eighty five years. She prayed silently that she wouldn’t know him for that long. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. The usual swirling sensation in the pit of her stomach made her feel nauseous when coupled with her throbbing head and she clutched the elevator bar. When the elevator finally made it down to parking lot and the doors slid open it was silent. There was no sound at all as she walked to her car and unlocked the driver’s side. She threw her bag into the seat next to her. more

Resolved Question: Is this story any good?

This is just the first little bit of a story I wrote. I want your honest opinion. Thanks! ~~~~~~ I grabbed my bag off the luggage carrier. This was my first cruise! I had turned 15 on Thursday, and this was my present. I was super excited. We had never really had enough money to do this kind of stuff before. We weren’t poor, but we weren’t rich, either. We were on the upper end of the middle class. But my dad said we were “on our way to rich.” My mom, a lawyer, had recently closed a case in which she made a lot of money. A few months before that, my dad had struck it big when the stock prices rose. I pulled up the handle on my luggage bag and began rolling it down the hallway. “221...” I muttered to myself, looking for our room. My parents were being slow getting their luggage, and I just simply couldn’t wait any longer. When I came upon room 221, I put the card key in the reader and the door clicked. I turned the handle and opened the door. The room was beautiful! Tight, but beautiful. There was a small closet in the foyer. Past that, there was a queen size bed pushed up against the wall. At the foot of the bed and to the left, there was a television in the corner. At the head of the bed, there was a large mirror. Underneath the bed were drawers. To the left of the bed was a small vanity with another mirror. In the next room over was a pale green sofa. Next the sofa were large glass double doors that peeked out onto the balcony. Across the room from the sofa was a door that led to the bathroom. I guessed that my parents would be getting the bed and I would wind up on the sofa. I walked over to the sofa and plopped my bag down. I opened the curtains to the glass door to let some light in. It was beautiful! I walked out onto he balcony. There was a large blue pool on the deck, which I could see from my room. Surrounding the pool were many chairs, tables, and umbrellas. I breathed in a breath of the salty sea breeze. A light breeze blew my hair back from my face. I heard my parents finally come in the room. I walked back inside. “Isn’t it just beautiful!” I exclaimed. “It’s cramped!” My mother sighed. I frowned. “I like it…” “Well, it’s your birthday present, dear, so as long as you like it, everything’s fine.” My father smiled as he gave me a big hug and kissed my forehead. I smiled and hugged him back. “Thank you!” My parents put their bags on the bed. “So who’s sleeping where?” My dad asked. “You mean I get to pick?” I gasped, mock sarcasm laid thickly in my tone. My father laughed. “No, but I thought I’d let you try anyway.” I stuck my tongue out at him playfully. I went back over to what was now my room and grabbed my bag. I took it over to the small armoire and began putting my clothes in it and my shoes underneath it. After everything was put away, I decided to go for a swim. I grabbed my bathing suit and went into the bathroom to change. I was wearing a purple plaid halter top bikini. I put my green shorts and a t-shirt for the walk down to the pool. I was about to sneak out when my dad caught me. “Sunscreen!” He reminded me and tossed me a bottle. I hated that stuff. It made your skin all shiny and icky. I knew he wasn’t going to let me leave until I put it on, so I went out onto the balcony and sprayed it on. I went back inside and tossed the bottle of sunscreen on the bed and darted out the door with my towel. I took the elevator downstairs. The lobby was really beautiful. There were spiraling staircases going all the way to the top of the ship. There were several fancy chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. I wasn’t sure which way to go for the pool. I went over to the desk where we had checked in at. No one was at the desk. “Excuse me!” I said politely. “What?” An apparently grumpy old lady came out from the room behind the desk. “Where’s the pool?” “Right out that door and to the left.” She pointed towards a door to the left of me. “Thank you!” I said, walking towards the door. “Mhmm.” The lady said, turning back to the room she had come from. “God she was grumpy.” I muttered. The pool was approximately 9 feet deep in the deepest part. There were about one hundred people crowded in and around the pool. I took off my shirt and shorts. I laid down on one of the white reclining chairs, trying to get a tan. I was Irish, so I was extremely pale. It was really hard for me to get a tan, because it takes a few days for me to get dark, because I burn so easily. I could feel the sun burning my skin even though I was wearing sunscreen. My stomach was starting to hurt because I was so hungry. I sighed. I had only been out here for like fifteen minutes. I stood up and grabbed my towel and clothes. I quickly spun around to go inside. I ran into a lifeguard. “Sorry!” I exclaimed, looking up at him. “No problem.” He said. He smiled at me and flipped his brown hair out of his green eyes. I pulled my e ooh, sorry ! it cut off some of it :( ~~~~~~~~ “Sorry!” I exclaimed, looking up at him. “No problem.” He said. He smiled at me and flipped his brown hair out of his green eyes. I pulled my eyes away from him. I walked away quickly. After a few feet, I glanced back. He was watching me, but quickly turned away after I saw him. I walked faster, certain that he was still watching me. I hopped in the elevator and rode it up to my floor. I walked in my room. My mom had a nice dress on, and my father had a fancy tie on. “Where are you two going?” I asked. “Dinner!” My dad said, ecstatic. “Perfect!” I replied. I quickly changed into my white halter top dress, then went into the bathroom and let my hair down. I put on a bit of makeup, as this was apparently a formal dinner, then went back into the other room. “Ready?” my mother asked. I smiled. “Yep!” When we got to the dining hall, we were led to a table near a large window which overlooked the water. The view was stunning. The sun was just starting to set over the water, and there were dolphins jumping playfully out of the water. I was so entranced by the view that I was startled when our waiter arrived. “Good evening, I’m Wesley. How are you all?” He asked. He was gorgeous. He had light blond hair that came down to his eyebrows. He had the most beautiful blue eyes. He looked to be just a few inches taller than me, and maybe a year older. “Good.” My parents replied in unison. I didn’t say anything. “Amber, how was you evening?” My mother prompted. I stuttered, trying to get the words out. “I-It.. It was good.” ‘Oh, God,’ I thought ‘I sounded like an idiot!’ Wesley smiled at me. I blushed and pretended to look at the menu. “What would you all like to drink?” Wesley asked politely. Both of my parents ordered some kind of drink whose name I didn’t catch; I just assumed it was an alcoholic beverage. I just got a water. Wesley smiled and left to go get out drinks. I looked out the window again. Just in the five minutes I had looked away, it had already gotten a bit darker outside. The sky was a million different shades of red, bordered by purple clouds. A few moments later I looked over to see Wesley exiting the kitchen with our drinks. He made his way over to our table. He handed my mom and dad their drinks, then got my water off the tray he was carrying and leaned over to hand it to me. Something happened; maybe he tripped, maybe his shirt got caught on something, but the glass tipped and water spilled all over me. ~~~~~~~~~~ that's all im going to post here for now. sorry about the messy formatting, some if it got lost when i copied it over ): more

Resolved Question: This morning, I got into the elevator with the HOTTEST girl I've ever seen in my building. What did I say?

Me (while in the elevator doorway): "Are you going up? Her: "Yes" Me: "What floor?" Her: "Second floor" (door closes as I push button) Me: "Second floor huh... that's a good one" ---End of conversation--- "Second Floor huh... that's a good one"?!?!?! What the heck was I thinking? For the record, the building has 5 floors and I work on the 4th. She was just so beautiful... more

Resolved Question: What would you like to ask?How's This For Chapter One?(ZOMBIE NOVEL)?

Read And Comment Honestly Please. THIS IS DRAFT #1, BTW! I'm just wondering if you like the idea of it? Ethan sat back in his office chair, raising his brows at the documents Desi had given him earlier that evening. He was working late, so he had his coffee (a necessity for the harsh night hours) an his bonoculars...he had a feeling he'd need them. He was the only one in the building...security had went home long ago. He had the key, and his boss, Mr. Killfetch, trusted him enough to close down the building before going home, which was at about four or five on a nice Friday night.... The smell of Desi's perfume had faded (that weird, chappy cherry smell he liked only if a pie was baking in the other room) and now only the new scent of his pressed black suit lingered in the air, occasionally getting mixed in with the other familliar smells as he breathed calmly. He set the papers down into their manilla folder and tapped the key on his computer to open the screen. He sighed, picking up his tall coffee and taking a sip. It had gone cold. It tasted very much like raw cigarrett ashes...he puckered and set it back down, focusing on the computer screen. Brett Farcrett. Man handler since the fifties...still on the loose. And now he was here, in California. Somewhere, but he was close. Ethan yawned and stretched. He noticed, for the first time, that the window, which looked out to the cloudy black sky (almost eye-level), had a slight crack in it. It looked like, at a distance at least, a perfect, straight line...he got up from his chair, subconsiously grabbing his Berretta, and walked over to the floor-touched window. He squatted next to it, the gun dangling in his hand. The glass looked, well, laser sliced into a little line from the bottom of the pane to about an inch or two above it. No one would even try breaking in at this hour...it was way too late (early in the morning, even) for anyone to even think about getting into an expensive office such as his for some drug money. Only Farcrett had the mind to do that. He looked down below at the parking lot...nothing out of the ordinary...a few late night cars and--someone lying flat on the ground. It was too high up to see if the person was just a bum sleeping or if...no. Not in a neighborhood like this. He lived in the ritzy part of California. Not the slums at all. Satisfied, he stood back up, his knees popping, and turned around. Desi stood there. She didn't look right. It looked as if someone had cut every inch of her face with razors. She was bleeding badly and her facial expression was far too blank to read. She had on her office clothes (a black skirt and a blue button-up blouse) but they were dripping in blackish purple blood, draining from her collar to her waist. "Desi? What happend...?" Ethan inched toward her, reaching his hand to caress her. She put on a contorted look and opened her mouth wide, her jaws stretching at unhuman lengths. Her eyes were white...Ethan reached for her mouth to try to close her jaws, but she snapped at his hand and bit off an enourmous chunk of his right pinkie. Cursing, he backed away as she opened her jaws wider, wider until they became the width of three full grown water melons stacked atop one another. Ethan scurried to his desk, reached in his drawer, and pulled out a roll of duct tape, and began to wrap it around his stubbed pinkie. Blood quickly began oozing out from his home made bandages, and he wrapped furiously until his whole finger was fully covered in tape. He squeezed his eyes shut from the pain and spoke softly to Desi. "Desi...I need you to answer a question for me...." He toyed with the trigger as he spoke, with his left hand, though. Desi seemed to ignore him as she expanded her jaws even more, perhaps the size of ten water melons now. "Desi, what is your mother's name? Do you know that? Do you know how old you are, Dess?" A cold breeze broke into the office...the glass in the window had shattered. Several other men and women, all similar to what Desi looked like now, screamed and ran at Ethan. He quickly spun around. Shots were fired rapidly at each of them, hitting a few in the shoulder, a few in the heart, and one, only one, in the head. That one died immediately, falling to the clean carpet and letting out a final groan. Desi leaped up behind Ethan and grabbed his mouth and began to pry it open, his lips peeling at each end. Ethan sealed his eyes shut and pointed the gun up at Desi's face. He shot...he shot her in the head. He had killed the few that had managed to jump up to the office and break through the glass.... Morning was soon, in about an hour. He ran down the stairs, skipped the elevator (gun in hand, of course) and sprinted out to his Honda. He shuffled in and slammed the door, speeding away. more

Resolved Question: Hey, am I allowed to smoke in my appt?

I don't smoke very often, but when I want one then I want one. Unfortunately I just broke the key to my lock in the door, and I don't feel confident leaving for a few minutes. It just happened so it won't get fixed until tomorrow; I hope. And it's a mess, so I'm gonna spend the next 7 or 8 hours cleaning so the landlord can fix the lock without fining me. I know we can't smoke in the elevator, but is it okay to do it in my appt? I have a smoke alarm. Should I hide the plants so they don't get smoked on? OH, you know what I should do: Indoor Hookah. Y'know, Hookahs just aren't for stoners. I smoke mild tobacco. Smoking it for an hour is about the same as smoking a 10-cm cigarette. Also, 22 and bachelor, so nobody would get second-hand-smoke except my plants and the spiders. (It won't take 8 hours to clean.. Err, it might.) more

Resolved Question: What do you think about my story so far?

OK. I posted the idea here yesterday and it got some great reviews. Here is the beginning: Should I continue? Everyone says that falling in love ‘just happens.’ You find the right person that you actually experience ‘love’ with. Before you find that person, you have to learn how to ‘love’, and I mean, love. I didn’t know love. I thought I did, but I was only fifteen. I’m Grayson Moore, and I learned how to love very early, the hard way. Yes, I dumb enough to get a girl pregnant, the girl I thought I ‘loved.’ Yes, I learned how to love her, but it took me FOREVER. It was an action-packed nine months. This is my story. JUNE I was sitting on the beach in the middle of the sunset. The air, filled with salt water, the choppy waves, and then the beautiful ocean sunset, the sky a mixture of orange, blue, and purple. I was sitting, with my girlfriend, Brooke, cuddled next to me. It seemed perfect. “I love you,” she said, “I really do.” “I love you, too.” We looked at each other for a moment. Her eyes were a dark brown, and her lips were pink. She smiled. I leaned over to her side. We kissed just as the sunset turned to dusk. I touched her soft, warm face. It felt like a scripted moment, but it was real. I felt love coming from her, Brooke’s warmth slowly sneaking into my heart. Brooke pulled away, bit her bottom lip, and stared off into the twilight. “I have to leave soon,” she began, “my parents will get worried.” “Come on, your parents trust me, let’s go over to my condo, the one I pay for,” I gestured to the building behind us. “Since when have you had a condo?” “Since I got a summer job,” I said, as I stood up, and then stretched down my hand to help Brooke up. “I’m fifteen, and I am not going to have unprotected sex if that’s what you think,” Brooke declared, angrily. “Oh my God, Brooke,” I stared into her eyes, “I’m not going to have sex with you. We’re just gonna go up there and talk.” Brooke looked at me blankly. “I promise. We may kiss a little, but I’m not ready for sex.” We walked forward, her hand in mine. She looked up at me. She whispered, “No sex.” “No sex,” I said, out loud, “Absolutely no sex.” “Shush, people know we’re only fifteen. No more talk about sex.” I opened up the door for Brooke who walked and pressed the button for going up. She walked into the elevator. “Brooke! Where are you going?” “My family’s condo,” she answered, sternly. “Why?” “Because I don’t trust you, Grayson. You know that I’m not supposed to be having any sexual interaction.” “I’m not going to seduce you! Will you stop?” I walked into the elevator, saw that she hadn’t pressed a floor button yet, and pressed the fourth floor, where my condo was. “No sex,” Brooke said. “For the last time, no sex,” I said, “I won’t even think about sex.” “Whatever,” she said, as we entered the floor. more

Voting Question: Pokemon Blue Version - Game Corner?

hello. I'm tryin to play this game. but i'm stuck in the game corner basement. I think i'm missing something really simple but its driving me nuts. I have the lift key to activate the elevator but i can not open that door thats blocking it. help would be greatly appreciated more

Resolved Question: Have you ever felt bad when someone acknowledged someone else's baby but not yours?

okay first off everywhere I go ppl make a fuss over my little girl--at the store or wherever, saying she's so pretty or cute, sometimes she's so big lol. But anyways on wednesdays I take my daughter to this sing-along group for babies and small children, about 30 min from where I live (far but good time for me). anyways after it ended 3 of us stuck around---me and my 11-mon-old girl, and these 2 friends one a mom of a 2-mon-old boy, the other the mom of a 8-mon-old boy. this clerk walked in, and she was like "oh my goodness, baby heaven". Then she looked at the 8-m,on-old boy, who WAS actually really cute and smiling a lot, and wiggling on the floor, not yet crawling but trying to, and she just gushed and gushed over him, saying "oh a boy baby" and "oh he's so cute' and "after 6 mons they're so much cuter and funner' which I think and could tell by her expression made the mom to the newborn feel kind of bad too, but also ME bc my daughter's obviously older than 6 mons, yet she didn't even acknowledge her. and she looked at me and was like "I just can't get over my baby fix" and just kept gushing over him. then she actually lookedat the newborn and was like "aww", and then looked at me and my baby, and didn't say a thing! Just looked right through me almost. Until when i was finally heading out the door and she smiled and said "bye" to my baby. I realize I'm giving this too much thought, and wasting time even writing this lol, but have you ever encountered something similar and felt bothered? I know that not everyone can gush over my baby, and though it's not possible to me as mom, lol, another baby i guess could be cuter than my baby to someone else, but I just thought she was kind of rude. and even my baby girl was kind of peeking at her, almost it seemed waiting for her turn. :( so, my question is, do you think I making too much of this? Do you think she was intentionally ignoring me and my baby for some reason, like maybe she thought I looked too young to be a mom (I'm 25 almost 26 but have been mistaken for my baby's "big sister")? Or, do you think it was just that she happened to not notice my baby as much as the other, which I realize I've done before too when there were 2 or more babies around and I gushed over one. Plus maybe she just had a thing for boy babies? Bc she did say "oh a boy". and my baby's obviously a girl in all pinks and purples. Or maybe she could've just thought he reminded her of someone. Okay I am going on and on, sorry, but my main question is, what do you think it was, and would you be bothered, if this happened to you, and has it ever? and i know this happened to someone with me too, bc once this woman saw my baby and there was this other baby around in the elevator, and she looked at my baby and said "oh my god, she's so beautiful, and she's precious" and didn't say anything about the other baby, and I remember feeling kind of bad for that mom. xandan--thumbs up from me too, and good answer, but just one bone to pick with that, sorry: my baby at 11 mons is far from a 6 yr-old, still very much a baby and looks like a baby, does baby things. So I don't really think she's at that point of not being adored yet, but still a good answer, just had to throw that in there. maybe in 1 more year more

Resolved Question: My blackberry fell down an elevator shaft!!!?

I was at school today,and as I was walking in the elevator someone pushed me and my phone fell right into that little gap where the doors slide and down the shaft :'( So my question is: Is there anything under the part of the elevator that takes us up and down? O_o cuz we're on the 3rd floor,,and i dropped my pencil to check how far down it was,,but when I heard it hit It didn't sound that far down...so i was wondering if there's like something under there..not just the shaft space =( Cuz I have no idea how elevators are built O_o I need some peace of mind, they said they'd try to get it out tomorrow..I'm scared it'll be crushed =( more

Resolved Question: would you, as an adolescent, like this plot?

Okay. I'm only 13, so this plot just came into my head... like pow. A girl really hates this guy... He's arrogant, stubborn, insufferable, and simply terrible to live with. This guy is being an annoyance just to bug her... he finds it funny to make her squirm. Until one day.... where the boy moves into the girl's apartment building-- right next door. And their parents are now the best of friends. This means weekly dinners, double sitting of their younger siblings, homework dates, and going to school together. All of this just equates more fun for the boy, and an absolutely torturous life for the girl. While they're in the service elevator going down to leave for school, the thing gets stuck. After about 15 minutes of the girl's desperate screaming, they have to make small talk until someone finds them. And... well, that's where I'm stuck, LOL Yeah, I'm a writer. LOL Allie... most probably they will. of course not on the elevator... but I like your idea. more

Resolved Question: Would it be a great idea to write about my life and put it into a story ?

My life was extremely crazy and still is , I'd like to write a book about what happened and maybe add some stuff to make it more interesting , and if its really great try to publish it..I'll try to sum up about 8 years of what I went through growing up..so here it goes 2 parents had a child at the age of 18 , they really were more into their own lives rather then their own daughter , and would go out all the time and throw her over to her grandmother, as she grew up she would always get treated like crap by her father , one day someone was at the house when the 9 yr old came home from school , which was a very skinny tan hispanic chinky eyed girl named Evelis, who was introduced to me as my fathers friend. Well as time went by , she became just more than that. Later on that evening the door bell rang and 2 more people showed up , a handsome guy tan caught my eye and already he was my crush , I told my mother that i really liked him and she yelled at me and said i was too young. He was 17 at the time , and the girl he was with was his ex, he was Evelis's brother Jonathan..as time went by Evelis and Jonathan stayed at the apartment with me my parents and my little brother & sister .. my father would go out often with Evelis shopping or hanging with friends while Jonathan stayed home with my mother watching the kids...this is the day my life changed, 2002 new yrs we were all going to a party , we all decided to take the stairs and my mother & jonathan decided to take the elevator , we got there before them and as the elevator opened we all stood and when it opened my mother & jonathan were sticking eachothers tounge down eachothers throat and my dad ran into the elevator to fuckup jonathan but he ran out and so he chocke slammed my mom, after that whole incident my mother kicked him out, I was really upset that day and when he was leaving Evelis was leaving with him too which meant they were a couple now which was sick. She was 18 and my father was 30 ,at the same time Jonathan and my mother became a couple but hid it from me because they knew how I liked him. Skimming...more drama happened Evelis got pregnant from my father , i rarely saw them as i got older jonathan and i would flirt around , and i ended up loosing my virginity to him and we fell in love at the same time he was with my mother i moved with my grandparents then moved with my dad where he abused me and treated me like shit then back to my grandparents and theres so much more drama that happens all in between these things.. as i got older to 14 years old , after all the stuff ive been through i had a mind and mentality of an 18 year old , an adult. I practically looked and dressed as an older person .. as time went by my mother past away in a car accident which tore my life apart, everything was crazy my whole life, and thats when me & jonathan became more closer and we were together almost all the time after this happened , hanging out with jonathan and evelis , id be with jon in his car while my dad & evelis would be together and we'd all hang. Throughout all this keep in mind they're all racers , we're all crazy about fast hot cars and , always going out racing etc and theres so much fun , drama , sadness , entertainment , shocking moments that would be an interesting journey to experience while reading what happened to this one life out of trillions. Also keep in mind that later as I got older I found out that evelis was second cousins with my dad, and there was just more drama. I want to write about my life up until now I'm 18 with my boyfriend of 1 year, and itd include how my past experiences really affect the way i treat my boyfriend & etc , and how im suffering right now with grandparents that hate me for no reason....ah this is crazy , heh but i think itd be worth while. more

Resolved Question: What's the name of that song from the new Dell commercial?

The lyrics go "I love you!..." It's the one where all the people are walking in and out of the door/elevator... It sounds cool and I would like to know! :) So... Thank you all!! :D more

Resolved Question: Whaddaya think about my book?

I'm making another novel. Tell me what you think. One “Welcome to the Hollywood Tower Hotel.”, Tyler said in a gloomy voice. “Your rooms are now ready. Everyone will fill in a row starting with row three. Follow me row three.”, Tyler lead row three into it’s row in the Elevator. Then he went back and took row two. After that he took row one. Then row six, five, and four. Tyler Watson, the bellhop, stepped out of the elevator and pressed a green button. As the Elevator doors reluctantly started to shut, Tyler stood in front of it and gave an evil smile. “Please DO enjoy your stay!”, He said. Tyler Watson loved his summer job in Walt Disney World. For a sophomore in High School, he was a great Bellhop. He loved to work at the scary rides. Sort of like The Haunted Mansion, The Tower of Terror, and Pirates of the Caribbean. He also liked working at thrill rides like Tower of Terror, Rock’n’Roller Coaster Starring Aerosmith, Expedition Everest, Test Track, Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, Big Thunder Mountain, and Dinosaur. He looked both ways to make sure no one was looking. Once no one was he opened a secret door that lead him to a secret elevator in the Boiler Room. Inside there he pressed a button that was labeled GFLOOR. Ten seconds later he arrived at the bottom floor of the Tower. Just as the rides elevator doors opened and the ride music stopped Tyler came up to it and gave evil smile. “Did you enjoy your stay?”, He asked. Everyone in the elevator cheered. He looked at his watch. 3:30. His day at the Tower of Terror was done. He ran down the hall of the building and escaped through a secret hallway. All the way down the hall Tyler opened a door labeled Employees Only. He went into a little room where he got dressed into his Jungle Cruise outfit. After a bus ride to the Magic Kingdom Tyler went underground to the secret hallway. He ran down a hallway full of doors and opened one that was labeled Jungle Cruise. He entered an elevator and pressed a button labeled PARK. The elevator took him to the Jungle Cruise dock. Then he jumped into a boat. “Hi everyone!”, He said in a cheery voice. “My Name’s Tyler.”. A man who worked at Walt Disney World pointed to a girl. Tyler noticed a birthday pin which was labeled Happy Birthday Marissa. She sat on the right side bench. “Oh. Happy Birthday Marissa!”, Tyler said. “Just because of that you get to sit in the VIP seat!”, Tyler pointed to the Middle Crate. After she sat down Tyler asked, “Do you know what VIP means?”. She shook her head. “Well”, Tyler Began. “It means View Is Perfect of all this.” Tyler pointed to himself. Marissa giggled. Tyler turned on the boat and pulled away from the dock. “Welcome everyone to the Leaky Tiki. My name is Tyler and I will be your skipper, teacher, alligator wrestler, and dancing instructor for the next three weeks. If something happens um, uh he will take over.”, Tyler pointed to a two year old boy. “No need to worry, I’ll be fine. But you guys on the other hand… Don’t worry I’m Just kidding.” “We may need to worry a bit because some scouts said the have spotted tigers in the line. Now that’s ridiculous! Tigers have stripes not spots! As you can see we are in the jungle right now. Do any of you know why?”. No one raised their hands. “Well this is the Jungle Cruise! As you can see there is a campsite over there. I wonder why know one was there?”, Marissa was in shock as she pointed to a twelve foot long python. Tyler went on with the Python joke. But in the next scene the rhino was missing. Five guys up a pole with ripped pants, and terrified looks but no rhino like it was supposed to? That was just strange. But Tyler went on with the tour. more

Resolved Question: What do you think of my book?

I'm writing a book and here's what I got for chapter one. It's tower of terror just so you know. Chapter One Abigail’s Story The Hollywood Tower Hotel, October 31, 1939. Everybody who was anybody was there. It was a bright and sunny day which turned into a beautiful night. I was sitting on the Lobby’s couch reading The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain, a very popular book at the time. I could hear the band on the twelfth floor playing one of my favorite songs. “Sing, Sing, Sing”, by Benny Goodman. I started to hum along. I couldn’t wait to see my little sister Sally Shine, who just came back from her dancing tour. My name Is Abigail Gregory. My sister, Sally Shine, is a very famous dancer. I can’t believe a nine year old is better than an twelve year old. I was and still am a very bad dancer. I folded the page I was on and started to walk to see Sally but my father stopped me. “By golly, Abigail, are you going to see Sally? I thought you were always jealous of her! Can you be a dear and go take this to our room in the basement?”, my father gave me a purse. It was mother’s. I nodded. “Thanks Love!”, he replied to my nod. Everyone, well almost everyone, went right up to the Tip Top Club. The twelfth and last floor where the band played. I was the only one going down the stairs and into the Boiler Room, where the presidential suite was hidden. I took the key out of my pocket and started to put it in the keyhole. When Suddenly, I heard a soft voice. “Revenge. MUAHAHAHA!”, the voice grew louder. Suddenly, I heard thunder. Where’d that come from? There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I came closer to the voice which seemed to recite an Indian curse. I peaked into the room where the voice came from. I saw a small table with a book and candles. Darkness. But wait! A figure! A dark cloaked figure with white hair and glasses. Oh no! It looked like Sally’s Nanny! Mrs. McRash was a witch. She was as evil as the devil. I’m dead serious. I ran back to the room and placed the purse on the bed, then ran up the stairs. On the first floor Sally curtsied for the press. I ran over to give her a hug but her nanny took her into the elevator. How’d she get here before me? I tried to think but I couldn’t. I wanted to save her. I tried to reach for her but, her nanny pulled her into an elevator. I was about to pull her out but the doors closed On the elevator there was a bellhop, a married actor and actress, Sally, and her nanny. The elevator was at eleven. Sally could hear “Sleepytime Gal” her favorite song getting louder. At twelve the elevator made a DING! But, the doors didn’t open. The elevator shook. It was struck by lightning. The bellhop messed with a switch but that didn’t work. Suddenly, the elevator rose a little bit. Then lightning stuck again and down fell the elevator. My family rushed out of the hotel. I noticed a large cloaked figure running too. How did the nanny escape the crash? I knew I’d never return to this hotel. Ever. I’d never see Sally again. Or so I thought. It's based on the movie and if you didn't notice going down at the beggining of the paragraphs ( first letter going vertical ) It spells Timber then Doom. Great idea right? more

Voting Question: please proof read my paper?

The whole convention center went silent, the lights went down and there he was walking towards me. Jason Kennedy the anchor of my favorite TV show E! News. I have looked up to him for years and never thought the day would come when I would get to meet him. Butterflies fluttered around in my stomach, thoughts and questions kept racing through my mind, is this a dream? I had practiced what I would say to him in the incident that I would ever meet him. But I couldn’t get the right words out and my whole body went limp. Is this really happening? After opening my presents Christmas morning it was time to pack for my trip to California with over 200 teens from the Portland area. We would all board a train for a long journey to California; the 30 hours went by like minutes. Meeting new people and getting closer to the people who I’ve known my whole life was well worth the hard earned money I had raised with my best friends to go on this adventure. Lauren, Haylie, and Alison have been my best friends for many years, each of us with completely different personalities, more times than not they clash immensely. Lauren is quiet but knows how to have a good time, Alison is rather bossy and is the leader of the group, and then there is Haylie the rebel, the one who every time her and I get together we somehow manage to get in trouble. I thought Disneyland with my 3 besties would be the best thing in the world, and it was for the first few hours. We all bought matching sweatshirts and princess crowns to wear around. We were quite the pair until we all started arguing about what rides we wanted to go on. Alison and Lauren decided to go together and left me and Haylie in line for the Space Mountain ride. From that moment we all knew how the rest of the week would go. Lauren and Alison would be the angels who showed up to everything on time, and that Haylie and I would get in trouble somehow. The Anaheim convention center was filled with 8,000 youth from over the world coming together to learn what we could do to help end modern day slavery. You walked into the entry way and could hear the roar of voices. This convention was the main reason we had come to California. As well has the concerts and of course Disneyland was just icing on the cake. The first two days of the convention was filled with fun and exciting hands on learning exhibits. But by the 3rd and final evening of the convention Haylie and I were exhausted. Our leaders were fed up with having to worry about us showing up to things and not sneaking out to hang out with the guys we met. Haylie and I were told to wait in the hotel until the guys from our group came to walk us there. Jamin and Brian came down the elevator and asked if we wanted to go to dinner with them. Haylie would do anything to avoid going to the convention so we went to Ihop which was a mile in the opposite direction. After eating dinner we headed towards the convention center and we realized we each had many calls from our leaders and friends trying to figure out where we were. When we finally arrived we were greeted by our main leaders Matt and Abby who told the boys that they saved them seats. Abby told Haylie and I that we had to find our own seats. Extremely angry we left our groups floor seats to look for seat far far away from everyone. We finally found two aisle seats towards the top of the bowl. There was only 3 hours left before New Year’s we sat in our seats and were soon were fast asleep. After about an hour or so we woke up to loud Christian rap music performed by the band Grits. Both Haylie and I strongly dislike rap music. We got up to go get coffee from one of the coffee bars on the lower level of the convention center. As we walked down the stairs we see a man running towards us pushing us in the other direction as we made our way back up the stairs we looked over the rail. A man with light hair, he looked to be in his early 30s lying on the ground at an awkward angle. Paramedics were assisting him into a neck brace and then onto a stretcher. As the Police approached us Haylie got nervous. He asked us simple questions about the accident to see if we saw anything. As the investigation came to an end we realized that it was almost time for the New Years after party. We hurried into the Auditorium and stopped at the door, we looked on the big screen to see the gorgeous Jason Kennedy giving away an IPod to another lucky person. We watched the 3 contestants making up little raps to see who the crowd thought did the best. Haylie noticed something that looked familiar, my princess bag was on the screen. We made our way towards our seats and there he was standing in the empty place that Haylie and I were once sitting. I quickly turned around and made my way to the nearest door, we stood there with huge grins on our faces I knew he wouldn’t walk through the crowd and that he would make his exit through the back. In my head I rehearsed what I was going to say to him. I want there are paragraphs but i am not sure why they didnt show up i will repost more

Resolved Question: I had a weird dream last night.Could you explain it in any way?

First i was Naruto and i said to Hinata i was in love with her.Then she gave me her mp3 or usb and i gave her mine.Then i had broken hers and returned it.We just started dating and she then said to her friends:Does he know i'm dating with another guy? -Then all of the sudden i was in Egypt and there was a pyramid with some kind of block door open and there was sand flying through the air then i saw this woman and we just kinda married and got a baby in a matter of seconds.Now this man/wizard or whatever took our baby and we had to retrieve some blue orb to get it back.So he pushed us in the pyramid with wind somehow and there was my neighbourhood but some houses were gone.We saw a lot of guards standing in a square shape area.So i was sneaking past them but they couldn't see back but the wizard could.So i took the blue orb after a few times and nothing happened.Then the wizard said he didn't want to harm my family he just wanted someone to play Nintendo with him.So we agreed to play nintendo with him if he build us a house with his magic.It was night so we just asked for the nearest apartment to be created in our way.So we ran towards the building and in the elevator i hugged her because she was cold and we got to our apartment.Then the phone rang. And i remember i had this weird feeling of love when i was dreaming.I was feeling so good.A few seconds after this dream when i woke up i felt the same way.I was truly happy.But no matter how many girlfriends or family or friends i have i still don't have the same feeling of love.I just feel normal. Can this have a meaning? What does it mean? Please help! more

Resolved Question: heres a joke.......................?

John got off the elevator on the 50th floor and nervously knocked on his blind date's door. She opened it and was as beautiful and charming as everyone had said. "I'll be ready in a few minutes," she said. "Why don't you play with Spot, my dog, while you're waiting?" He does wonderful tricks. He rolls over, shakes hands, sits up and if you make a hoop with your arms, he'll jump through." The dog followed John onto the balcony and started rolling over. John made a hoop with his arms and Spot jumped through--over the balcony railing. Just then John's date walked out. "Isn't Spot the cutest, happiest dog you've ever seen?" "To tell the the truth, " he replied, "Spot seemed a little depressed to me!" :) more

Resolved Question: Is this Criminal Mischief and should I report him?

There's this guy that lives next door to me, I just met him not too long ago. Anyways, this is what he does. He goes into Wal-Mart and loads like $200 worth of frozen goods and then hides it in the Baby Department and it all goes bad. He has done this several times and he has not been caught yet. He told me he does this because he got mistreated there. I was just wondering, is this Criminal Mischief? The reason I am asking is because I think this is funny as hell and I am rooting for him. He must hate Wal-Mart or something, he has also broken the elevators there twice too. more

Resolved Question: Proof read my Personal Narrative please?

The whole convention center went silent, the lights went down and there he was walking towards me. Jason Kennedy the anchor of my favorite TV show E! News. I have looked up to him for years and never thought the day would come when I would get to meet him. Butterflies fluttered around in my stomach, thoughts and questions kept racing through my mind, is this a dream? I had practiced what I would say to him in the incident that I would ever meet him. But I couldn’t get the right words out and my whole body went limp. Is this really happening? After opening my presents Christmas morning it was time to pack for my trip to California with over 200 teens from the Portland area. We would all board a train for a long journey to California; the 30 hours went by like minutes. Meeting new people and getting closer to the people who I’ve known my whole life was well worth the hard earned money I had raised with my best friends so go on this adventure. Lauren, Haylie, and Alison have been my best friends for many years, each of us with completely different personalities, more times than not they clash immensely. Lauren is quiet but knows how to have a good time, Alison is rather bossy and is the leader of the group, and then there is Haylie the rebel, the one who every time her and I get together we somehow manage to get in trouble. I thought Disneyland with my 3 besties would be the best thing in the world, and it was for the first few hours. We all bought matching sweatshirts and princess crowns to wear around. We were quite the pair until we all started arguing about what rides we wanted to go on. Alison and Lauren decided to go together and left me and Haylie in line for the Space Mountain ride. From that moment we all knew how the rest of the week would go. Lauren and Alison would be the angels who showed up to everything on time and Haylie and I would in some way get in trouble. The Anaheim convention center was filled with 8,000 youth from over the world coming together to learn what we could do to help end modern day slavery. You walked into the entry way and could hear the roar of voices. This convention was the main reason we had come to California. As well has the concerts and of course Disneyland was just icing on the cake. The first two days of the convention was filled with fun and exciting hands on learning exhibits. But by the 3rd and final evening of the convention Haylie and I were exhausted. Our leaders were fed up with having to worry about us showing up to things and not sneaking out to hang out with the guys we met. Haylie and I were told to wait in the hotel until the guys from our group came to walk us there. Jamin and Brian came down the elevator and asked if we wanted to go to dinner with them. Haylie would do anything to avoid going to the convention so we went to Ihop which was a mile in the opposite direction. After eating dinner we headed towards to convention center and we realized we each had many calls from our leaders and friends trying to figure out where we were. When we finally arrived we were greeted by our main leaders Matt and Abby who told the boys that they saved them seats. Abby told Haylie and I we had to find our own seats. Extremely angry we left our groups floor seats to look for seat far far away from everyone. We finally found two aisle seats towards the top of the bowl. There was only 3 hours left before New Year’s we sat in our seats and were soon were fast asleep. After about an hour or so we woke up to loud Christian rap music performed by the band Grits. Both Haylie and I strongly dislike rap music. We got up to go get coffee from one of the coffee bars on the lower level of the convention center. As we walked down the stairs we see a man running towards us pushing us in the other direction as we made our way back up the stairs we looked over the rail. A man with light hair he looked to be in his early 30s lying on the ground at an awkward angle. Paramedics were assisting him into a neck brace and then onto a stretcher. As the Police approached us Haylie got nervous. He asked us simple questions about the accident to see if we saw anything. As the investigation came to an end we realized that it was almost time for the New Years after party. We hurried into the Auditorium and stopped at the door, we looked on the big screen to see the gorgeous Jason Kennedy giving away an IPod to another lucky person. We watched the 3 contestants making up little raps to see who the crowd thought did the best. Haylie noticed something that looked familiar My princess bag was on the screen. We made our way towards our seats and there he was standing in the empty place that Haylie and I were once sitting. I quickly turned around and made my way to the nearest door, we stood there with huge grins on our faces I knew he wouldn’t walk through the crowd and that he would make is exit through the back. In my head I rehearsed what I was going to say to him. I more

Resolved Question: Help with Cold Winter for PS2, hidden door.?

On SETECH INDUSTRIES QUARRY level, after you kill the guards on the train and take the elevator down, there is a door behind two green crates up on the metal walkway. It's back behind the little containment area building. There are 2 green crates that you can't break or inter-act with, but you can crouch down and open the door. Is this just a glitch? Can you get into that hallway? more

Resolved Question: Are these Final Destination deaths that I made good?

I was bored so I thought of ways to die and asked my cousin which ones are best: 1.A boy bounces a ball and it hits a chinese warrior statue and it tumbles to a coffee table. The edge of the table exerts a force onto the axe it is holding and it is plunged at the boy who is going to the ball. 2. At a water park, a water slide ride for a single person is working fine, but Death is controlling the bolts of a tube so the bolts fall out and a girl slides down the slide. As she nears the broken tube, she looks up and the tube decapitates her head. 3. Taylor works at a garbage factory and is said to manage chains at the garbage disposer/eater. He throws the chains into the eater( it is a cylinder-ish machine with these spikes on it) and walks away, but then the machine malfunctions. He goes over and checks it and reports that it isn't working.So he walks away once more and he falls. He looks back to see his foot stuck to the chain. Then the eater operates suddenly and he is pulled into the eater. 4. A boy is at his woodshop class at school( he is a professional woodcutter) and he askes a friend to go get a scroll saw piece for him. As the friend walks to the table for a scroll saw, he slips on sawdust and his finger pushes a sandblowing device and sand is blown at the boy's face. 5. A canvas party is wild and everyone is having fun. Too much noise causes a canvas support to shake a little. A dude walks by it and the music gets pumped up and everyone causes loud noises. One of the support sides break and swings down, impaling the dude in the middle of his face. 6. While at a construction site, a worker is asked to control a wrecking ball. When his lunch break came, his cap falls and activates the wrecking ball movement. He doesnt notice but he picks his hat back up. He walks down and the ball swings at him. 7. While a young boy is in the bathroom showering, a hairball gets clogged in the drain and floods the bathtub. Water starts to flood the room and he tries to stop it from flooding. He runs to the door, typically slipping and knocking over a running heater. The heater breaks and shocks the boy. 8. An elevator rail is bent from long rides on the elevator, a girl goes on it and the elevator derails and it drops to the ground. 9. At a gas station, a man is filling his car with gas but finds out he has way too much gas in his tank and it starts leaking. He tries to stop it but it keeps leaking. So he decides to leave it alone and drive out. A smoker from nearby flings his cigar away and the wind blows the cigar at the gas puddle. It ignites and catches the car on fire, then explodes. HEY i'm only 13 years old and I am a HUGE FD fan. Feel free to criticize and discuss. Hehe Rate? Comment? more

Resolved Question: What do you think of the beginning of my story?

What do you think of it so far? I don't care if there are grammar errors I will fix them later this is a rough draft. So what do you think so far? WHat could I do to make it better? CHAPTER 1: Indianapolis, Dayton, Columbus, Morgantown, Cumberland, Baltimore, Salisbury, The towns came and go, Callie not caring one bit, sulking, not saying a word while the rest of the family chatted about Blue Ridge, and how "great" it was supposed to be. But to Callie, any place that does not have basketball can't be great. Instead, Callie remembered all the wonderful times she had on the farm and on the court. Help delivering a cow, which she named Ellie, making the game winning basket at the state championship game, milking all the cows every morning, making the varsity team for the next year, which, now, she wouldn't even get to play on, driving the tractor, walking across the soft earth barefoot, working in the fields all day, her dark farmers tan. She half-heartedly listened to her mother talking, and her sister asking questions about Blue Ridge. "Mom, what time do classes start? Because you know I am not a morning person and can't get up early, like Callie." "All your classes are 1 and 15 minutes long, and you have 15 minutes between classes, and they start at nine, although you might not have one at nine, the schedule is like college, and you will have free periods." "Oh, ok, thats still way to early though." "So are you going to try out for any sports?" "You know I hate sports!" "What about you Callie? Are you going to do any sports?" Callie ignored her, like she had been doing since she had to leave, letting her mother know how she felt about this new school. As they entered Ocean City, Callie became more and more upset, reality sinking in, harder than ever. Her Future as a Basketball star, gone forever, her days at the farm, gone until June, fresh cow milk every morning, home grown produce, going barefoot, feeling the soft earth on the tough soles of her feet, all gone until June, the school holidays. They pulled into the parking lot at Blue Ridge, and found the office soon afterward, and Callie sulked as her mother got her schedule, dorm assignment, and textbooks, and Jordyn got her own, as she was not uspet about Blue Ridge at all. "This showed they truly were fraternal twins," Callie thought, "she was a country girl, and a hard core athlete. Jordyn, on the other hand, hated the country, was super girly, and hated sports. It seemed like the only thing they had in common was that their parents, teachers, and friends thought they were geniuses." They had skipped the second grade, and STILL everyone thought they were geniuses, but Callie didn't think that she was, she was constantly confused in school, and didn't even get all a's. She got all A's in the off-season, but during basketball season it was all b's. Callie didn't get why everyone thought she was so smart, when she wasn't, she wasn't dumb, but she wasn't smart either. They walked across campus, her parents and Jordyn admiring the ocean view, Callie loving it, but not showng it. She refused to give her parents any satisfaction. "What dorm are two in?" asked Mom. Callie sat her suitcase and backpack down on the bench, took off her sunglasses and pulled out the folder with her schedule and dorm assignment. "That One" Callie said moodily at exactly the same time Jordyn said the exact same thing excitedly, as they both pointed at the same steel building right in front of them. It was the Amanda L. Wilkins dorm. All Blue Ridge dorms were named after the first teachers, who taught in 1993, when the school opened. Callie did have to admit the dorm did look cool, Steel with a Blue Door and trim, and lots and lots of windows, all the way up to 9th floor. They entered the building and immediately felt the rush of cold air from the air conditioning. They took the elevator up to the 6th floor, stopping at the 5th floor when a scrawny little girl who looked like she was a 6th grader, got out with her parents. They reached their own dorm, opened the door, and found one other girl already there, putting clothes in the closet. There was a set of bunk beds in one end, and two twin beds at the other. Callie and Jordyn sat their stuff on the twin beds, and introduced themselves to the other girl, whose name turned out to be Elise. Callie noticed that all her clothes were from name brand stores, most with tags still on them, and all very new looking. She glanced at her suitcase, stuffed full with clothes, none of them new, all at least a year old. They started putting some of their own things away, too. Elise finished when they were halfway done, she told them they would go look at the campus when they were done, this was her first year also, as she plopped down on the huge 5-cushion couch, next to Callie's mom. The couch was ocean blue, just like the curtains, doors, bunk beds and trim. One hour later, maps in hand, Callie, Jordyn, Elise walked out o out of the dorm and onto the campus. Callie and Jordyn said good-bye to their parents, and promised to email on their new mac laptops every other day. They walked around campus, seeing all the buildings, tennis courts, and the outdoor pool, as well as the gym and indoor pool. Callie felt a pang of sadness when they entered the gym, remembering her basketball dream. Tears welled up in her eyes, wishing with all her heart that Blue Ridge had a basketball team. I mean, they did have lots of sports teams, Volleyball, Football, Cross-Country, Wrestling, Boys Basketball, Swimming, Track and Field, Lacrosse, Soccer, Golf, Softball, Baseball, and Tennis, but no Girls Basketball team. With those thoughts in mind, especially the thought that the boys had a basketball team, made Callie start bawling, and she couldn't stop, nothing Jordyn or Elise said could stop her. They went back to their dorm, and Callie laid on her bed and cried and cried. Finally, she felt she could cry no more and sat up. She went and sat on the couch, next to Jordyn. Elise asked Callie if she was okay, and after Callie replied (I guess so...) Callie started questioning Elise. "So, do you play any sports?" "Yeah, I played basketball last year, but obviously not anymore, but I will tryout for volleyball and softball, softball is my favorite sport" The thought got Callie on the verge of tears again, but she held them back this time. "What position do you play in basketball? I play point guard, and I was supposed to be the starter on the varsity team back in Wyoming." "I also play point guard, but I was probably only going to be on Freshman or JV team back home" The Threesome continued to talk, and found out that Elise was from Upstate New York. She had 3 brothers and 5 sisters. Her youngest brother, Jakob, and youngest sister, Edyn, went to public school in New York, and lived at home as they were too young to attend Blue Ridge. Jeremy, 11, lived in the Benjamin A. Huebsch dorm. Kaelyn was 12 and has Autism, so she goes to a special school in New York for Autistic children. Her 13 year old sister Isabelle was in the Melissa D. Wible dorm. Living in the Adrienne L. Young dorm was her sister, Kristin. Off at college were Kylie and Mason, her oldest siblings. Elise, Callie, and Jordyn went down to the Cafeteria, and had dinner, slices of pepperoni pizza, salad, and hot fudge sundaes. Full and tired, they went back to their dorm, the dorm door slamming behind them, waking the last roommate, who had appeard while they were at dinner. "Why the hell did you dumb asses wake me up?" asked the roommate, who was dressed fully in black leatherhear long fingernails painted black, her dirty blonde hair, was dyed black, the very tips showing dirty blonde, proving it was dyed. It is called "Shattered Dreams", I think, lol I haven't decided. more

Resolved Question: Did this Neocon violate the Geneva Conventions and the Kyoto Treaty?

I entered an elevator with a man wearing an Impeach Obama button on his lapel suit. I of course was still wearing my Yes We Can lapel pin. As the doors closed the man obviously a neocon moved closer to me and with a slight smile on his face looked over at me. He exited on the next floor. As the elevator doors closed again this noxious like gas overcame the elevator causing me to loose my breath. I pushed the Emergency button for help and the paramedics eventually extracted me. They said the elevator was filled with methane gas obviously from a silent but deadly fart. Did this neocon violate the Geneva Conventions or at the very least the Kyoto Treaty for an unauthorized gas emission? I have been traumatized and I am unable to ride any type of elevator. more

Resolved Question: Is my Vamp plot line interesting and different?

Demetrios Avalon Cisnero (Oz) is like 'Angelus' from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series (or the guy from Forever Knight) point is he is doing good deeds fighting off evil. Over the course of time the question becomes (like with John Constantine of Blaze) will he be able to regain a soul, repent and balk all of the religious scripture and be granted salvation? --- Saber Ashton is protecting Oz by making sure he isn't killed by stronger evil forces that could thwart Oz's redemption. She plans on sneaking in to Heaven without a soul. --- Viancu is a Nephilim (the offspring of an Angel and Human and by religious texts is considered an abomination so he is shunned by Heaven, Hell and Humans) who feels if any 'creature' without a soul deserves forgiveness and a second chance why not the child of an Angel and God's creations humans? So he is trying to make sure that Demetrios doesn't succeed. Oz Avalon walked off the elevator and immediately turned to his right, the smell of seven other-worldlies clinging to the air like corpses on a hot day in the city morgue when the air conditioner is on the blitz. The heavy door fairly swung open at his touch. “Welcome and come in.” said a voice coming from the furthest, darkest shadow in the dimly lit conference room. A male and female who looked like twins sat with sneers on their faces to his right. “Syriana, Sire, please excuse us while we adults speak.” The voice commanded firmly but with affection. Following instructions without question, Syriana slithered from her seat turning into a large Komodo Dragon just outside the threshold, Sire taking flight as a large bird of prey, swooping off down the hall behind her. “Nuri.” said the voice. The woman off to Avalon’s left shimmered into nothingness as she crossed into the hall leaving behind the scent of ocean and sea in the air. “Would you like me to leave as well?” a fourth man asked barely moving his lips. “Nikolae, we may finish this bit of business, later.” Nikolae stood, bowed reverently and at the door sent a growl back through the air which Avalon felt more than heard. A third man left of his own accord nothing obvious about him yet Avalon knew somehow that he was a very powerful Shaman. With a solemn nod and a smile filled with malice, “My sincerest apologies.” he said closing the door. Sound was shut out like a vacuum, the room hung in even more shadows, and the air no longer seemed to carry a dangerous charge and yet he still felt the hairs on his neck standing up. Avalon turned back to the lone figure in the room with him. “Sebastian Marchello, so nice to finally make your acquaintance, you are not an easy one to find.” Avalon flung himself across the room at his adversary with all the power he could muster but landed not even a foot away from where he started, he legs jarred as he hit the ground hard, with no finesse. His head rang with the effort to stay standing. The man in the corner moved imperceptibly baring long white fangs. A small elegant hand stopped the advancing man. When the chair spun around to face Avalon, the most amazing beauty sat before him. She put up her hand waving the man out who did as was commanded, before she steepled her long fingers just below her picturesque face. She was the color of brown sun kissed honey with a pearlescent coating. Her eyes such a deep sparkling brown they looked like blackened gemstones glittering in her ethereal skin. Her voice though deep held the song of the Sirens and held the lure of sensual succubus dreams. Her lips were the perfect cupid kiss, full in a gorgeous heart shape done in a subtle tone that accented her Egyptian heritage. Her long black hair pulled back fiercely matched the winged eyebrows and the sooty dusting of long dark lashes with a few stray curls escaping and giving her the look of an innocent despite what he knew her to be. He was mesmerized by her and knew it was partially due to her power and age. Avalon tried to pull himself out of the stupor and lunge again only to land on one knee barely any closer to his target. “Save your energy,” her voice was light and mocking, “even if you are not smart enough to stay out of the Lion’s den at least be smart enough to assess your enemy first, Demetrios Avalon Cisnero.” “Where is Sebastian I can feel him?” “Perhaps.” She said in a deceptively casual tone, “But I doubt it. This particular space exists in chaos, outside of the natural order of things. In other words it levels the playing field by removing the powers of alpha creatures like yourself.” The woman rocked the chair casually back and forth as Avalon tried to determine his next course of action. The information she’d given him definitely threw a wrench into his plan, but even if he could act on it he still needed, “Sebastian?” He asked narrowing his eyes. “I prefer to go by Saber now. Saber Ashton of Saber Capital and Venture Investments.” more

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