The King of Tennis

Roger Federer has many names, prince of tennis, god of tennis, the master. But he doesn't just have these names for no reason. He is one of the greatest players of all time!  He won the ATPWorldTour.com Fans' Favorite Award a record nine consecutive times, he spent eight years (2003–2010) continuously in the top 2 in the year-end rankings and nine (2003–2011) in the Top 3, Federer has won a record six ATP World Tour Finals and 20 ATP World Tour Masters 1000 tournaments. He also won the Olympic gold medal. He won many more things besides that. (Source: wikipedia) When he was a child, he played badminton and basketball. He liked any sport that involved a ball. He is married to Mirka Federer. He has two daughters. Roger Federer is known for his speed and fluid style of play. His rivals are Nadal or Djokovic. Roger Federer is now and will always be known as the king of tennis!

The Stretched Out Story of Being Nice People

Me and my friend got the Nerf guns out and came to an insane battle. It was crazy. We put downs the gun to have a "peace" talk when a car pulled up. A tiny kid came and he had a water gun. Then his mom asked us to fill it for him. We used the hose and filled it. The kid started yelping and sprayed water all over the ground. Our "peace" talk turned into a duel. Then the kid came over and asked to fill it again. So we did. Then he asked to fill it again after he sprayed it in the ground. Then his mom asked to use their hose. We asked the kid if he had a sink in his house. I don't know why, but he said he didn't. We laughed and went to the hose then we noticed a tiny hole in the hose. Then suddenly as I peered down at the ho-!@#$@%^!@#! Water started squirting crazy and soon, we were both wet. Then a new battle was born. Instead of filling the gun, we started spraying each other mad. Then we turned the hose off. Then we realized we didn't fill the gun. I asked my friend to not put the water on hard. I put the gun down then suddenly water squirted into my face. Again, the battle started, but at least we somehow filled the gun. We were soaking wet. After a long time. We got back into the house and my friends mom said,"What HAPPENED TO YOU GUYS?" Then my friend spoke up and said, "We were "nice" people" Then we started laughing nonstop. THE END

Is Money Worth It's Cost?

I did a school project/presentation using Prezi. The Prezi is on the site: http://prezi.com/meskylqnfnqx/aidan-and-brian/  I did it with a friend of mine. It was about money. Well, mostly coins, but it was about the question, is money worth its cost? Printing and minting money costs money. We waste money to make money. To make a penny, it costs about 2 cents. 2.41 to be exact. 97.5% of the penny is zinc, and 2.5% of it is copper. One of my three alternates were to use recycled materials to make coins. But that is risky because anyone can make counterfeit coins then. Our other alternates were, abolish coins, or use debit or credit cards only. But after all this researching and questioning, I came with a conclusion that in the future, there will be no money! Because the technology improves, there will be no money! Far in the future, money's era will be over! I came up with a system. The idea is based on credit and debit cards. Instead of making debit cards, since you need to be 18 years or older to have one, we will make a much more simple system. It is sort of like the junior credit/debit cards. You put your money in the cards, and use it to pay things instead of paying money. The reason I even came up with this alternate is because you only need to make one junior/credit/debit card per person. Money, on the other hand, needs to be millions per person. That saves tons of money! So my conclusion is to wait! Wait until the technology gets rid of money! So wait, and you will see what happens next...

Sneak Peek of my new book, Impossible

Running. I run in the ruins of my house, the house is no longer a house, it is nothing.
I run and keep on running, thorugh the smoke and throught the ashes.
I ignore the bleeding and splinters, I just run.
I open my mouth, ready to scream, but no sound comes out. I just run.
I finally stop and dig thoughr the scraps of wood and pieces of cement wall. I find a gap and pick up the limp body. I drop the body, knowing what happened. It was too late. I was too late.
I close my eyes and sit down. I wipe ash from my eyes. But I feel water coming out. I cover the dead body. Jem was dead. Dead. So was everone else. I was alone. Nobody was there to help me, or hug me to make me feel better. And this was all one person's fault. Clem.