The Haunted House

When I was a younger adolesent, I once had a very intense run in with a haunted house. It was in Salem and it was October 31. The night of halloween. I went with my sister father and mother. When we walked into the house the first thing we saw was a piano. It was playing extravegant and beautiful music. There was only one problem though, no one was playing the piano. It was just going on its own. The next room we went to was a bedroom. This is when the house got haunted. I walked into the bedroom and I see shadows everywhere, but there is not shadows cast by the light and there were no people in the room to cast the shadows. This freaked me out but had nothing on the main event of the room. I looked at the bed but instead the was just a firey mass. The fire was blue though. The tour guide continued on to the next room. This room was the dinning area in the house. This was a very wierd room. It had animal heads everywhere and I wasnt sure but I swear they moved when I wasn't looking. The food also seemed to have a creepy feeling to it. Almost as if it were watching you. After about another half hour of touring the haunted house I noticed, this was all probally fake. after that i just started to loose interest in the whole show and eventually left to get ice cream. it was a really fun experience though.

the Rock Sandwich and Puritain

       When I was a young boy, although rather manly, my father and I would go on great hiking adventures. Now these weren't any hikes, these were fun hikes. Of course, we never went on a hike with out munchies. I mean were not trying to kill are selves right? So as a kid, i had a huge love for "curby cucumber sandwiches". These sandwiches were crack!! not only were they delicious, they were delicious. For a sandwich as special as a "curby cucumber sandwich", one can't just plop down and eat anywhere. when ever it was snack time, my dad an I would walk until we hit a certain spot in the woods. this spot was called Plymouth Rock (Snack Rock). at this particular place, me and my father would sit down and eat our sandwiches. They were terrific and special and yummy and scrumtiouse.        Now many would ask how this relates to our American Literature class. Well if you look to line 7 word 9 and 10, you would notice that I did in fact make a reference to class. And for further information, the rock was not actually Plymouth Rock, but i did believe that the Pilgrims settled there until I turned ten.

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the ME in American Dream

           I didn't start thinking about the American Dream and how it effects me until we were asked too. But once I thought about it, I realized that the American Dream effects me more than i ever thought. The Dream talks about being independent and self-sufficient. All I want is to be away from parents and live on my own like any other teenager. I'd throw massive parties and be, as them kids say, "a thug". This is my dream and for me the "independent" part of the American dream.
           Another part of my dream is to have a bomb family were everybody is happy and healthy and successful. One major idea in the American Dream is to be prosperous and successful. I have the same views for my family that are integrated into the American Dream. If my family, including me, were to be successful then, in my mind, I would have reached the American Dream.
            One more way the American Dream effects my family is to be able to live the way we want and believe in what we want. To have this freedom would let us live more peacefully in our homes. to achieve this privilege would truly be part of the American Dream.