Showing posts with label Eric 10. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eric 10. Show all posts

Monday, November 30, 2009

Late Night Fright


Tonight was the night, it had finally come, this was the very first chance I've had in my life to stay up all night ten times in a row, beat that! So, my SOS story began at seven or eight o'clock at night. Tonight Nathan, my friend, and I were having a sleep over. Now, every sleep over Nathan and I have together we have one main goal: stay up all night. Now we're kids, so that's just about every kid's "want to" in a sleep over. As it turns out, we usually do. So we're playing our Nintendo DS's, a small hand held video game about the size of your two hands. 







We always turn the brightness down to two or three so we can see the screen, but if anyone walks in, they probably can't. Although we can never be sure. We talk really softly, if at all so the parents can't hear us. There probably asleep anyway. All of the sudden we hear a door open. Now, it was about twelve o'clock at night, so it was totally freaky.

"Eric," Nathan called down to me.

"What?" I replied. "

Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, I think it was my parents door opening!" I whispered up to my top bunk of the bunk bed where Nathan was laying still as a mouse. 



I knew that if we got caught now, me and Nathan would lose our nine time all night streak. Instinctively we closed our games and put them under the covers. Apparently Nathan wanted to make sure that my game was put away.

"Eric put your game away and act like your asleep, you know what to do"! Nathan whispered.

 But I couldn't turn off now! The foot steps were getting closer, and closer by the second. It seemed as if time itself was slowing down just to add all the tension. It sounded like giant sonic booms stomping up and down the hallway. I was sure that was busted for sure. I thought. And right when the footsteps where outside my room the very second I felt my breathing stop, and I mean, completely stop, not a peep out of me! And just when I thought all hope was lost, they continued down the hall going right by our room. Once we were sure that they were back in bed and sleeping I let out the quietest and longest sigh of relief I have ever harbored. And it turns out that it was my baby sister crying that got them up. Later, I thought back on that moment, and I realized that when I heard them coming It was the most fun I've had all night. Its a miracle I thought. And after the incident with my baby sister and the SOS, there were no more interruptions all night, and Nathan and I stayed up all night for the tenth time in a row. Which is the most times of staying up all night in a row of anyone I know.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The Tale of Scratch and Poker, by Eric and Jackson



    "What's up dude, I've got to go trim myself", exclaimed Scratch.


     
    "Good for you'', Poker replied, ''I've got to go point something out".


    ''Sweet, I just got out of my trim and bath'', Scratch resolved.


    "Now that my pointing is done, why don't we go do something more fun?" Poker suggested.


    "Sorry, I just found out I have to go digging in the garden with my master'', Scratch said feeling a bit down.
    

    ''Didn't you just take a bath?'', Poker asked.


    '' Ya'', Scratch confirmed,''if I knew I was going digging now I wouldn't have taken one!"
    
      "Hey, if someone had to figure out what we are without us telling them, do you think they would get it right?", Poker asked.


    ''No way, we are way to interesting yeah know what I mean'', Scratch replied.



    "Ya, we have a pretty cool job in life. I have to admit. It's not my first choice but its pretty sweet anyways!", Poker announced. 


    "I've never noticed this but you're really tall and skinny'', Scratch pointed out.


    "You now what I really hate?", Poker asked.


    ''No'', Scratch said.


    "I really hate it when my master is jogging and I get flung all over the place, I hate that more than anything else." Poker answered. 


    ''Yeah, I hate when I get jammed into a wall and I get pulled back an I get injured'', Scratch added. 


    "I also really hate when my master cracks me it feels like my bone is getting pulled apart.", Poker added.


    ''Wait, why are we talking about two different masters? We both have the same master, right?'', Scratch wondered.


    ''Oh right'', Poker admitted,''I forgot." 
  
    ''The only thing I like about this job is that I get to be close to my master'', Scratch said.
  
    "Well, my favorite part of the job is that I don't need to eat drink or sleep like my master does its really handy so I don't get heat stroke and stuff", Poker replied.


    ''I also like that I have my own personal bed'', Scratch added.
    
    "See you later, master calls", Poker said.


    ''See you neighbor I'm going to go rest, are you still listening, hello, hello?'', Scratch asked without a reply.