Race Warz

                      His nick name is Pelon. He is from a small town name Santa Maria CA. He has short hair, He is brown, He loves to street race, He is strong the thing that happened to him, at the race event in Fontana.                                                                                                                                                                                   He was at a ¼ mile race. The race was packed with people. Once he got there he unloaded the trailer cleaned his car prep it then he went to the lineup and it was his time to race so he lined up and he waited till they say to go. Once he made it down the ¼ mile his car ran 10.3 sec but it felt as it wasn’t running right it marked that it didn’t have oil but he checked the oil and it was good.

The Bright Sky

Long ago, there was a light blue sky. The ocean was green. The trees were bright red. The soil was dark brown. The mindless people lived under the light blue sun. In that world, there lived a lot of evil man-eating humans. They were like slaves, but not nice slaves. They fought because they thought that the slaves were going to do their jobs and be nice. However, they turned out to be evil slaves. Another thing is that the sky knows when your mood changes. The meaner the slaves got, the darker the sky turned. So one day, the humans from the city that owned the slaves got mad. They were not making any progress, so they all had a meeting with everybody. They talked about the slaves. They were bummed out that the slaves were not doing their jobs. All they were doing was making the city worse than it already was. So they all agreed to all go buy ammo and guns and just go try to kill the slaves.

Everybody had guns and the day came when they were going to attack. They all meet up and said they were going to attack when the slaves were “working.” The one problem was that the slaves get mad when the sun is bright so the humans knew when they were mad. The humans with the big guns went up front and when they got there, they just started to shoot. All off the sudden, the sun started to turn black. Little by little, as the sky turned, the slaves were not dying with the guns. So out of nowhere, the sun got bright and slowly they started to die. Everybody was screaming, “It is a miracle.” Everybody was happy about it they could not believe it.

Now the city is back to normal like it was at the start. This is the world we know today with a bright sky. This is also why we do not have slaves.

 

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