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Kyle: Do the— do you wanna see the Espies (?)? Mitchell: No. I don’t even know what the Espies are. Kyle: Aw, dood, I got an idea for a video but I don’t have my uh- Mitchell: I got— Here I got some paper and a pen. K: Okay. M: Do you want me to write it down? K: Yeah. It starts off with um M: Wait a second, let me unroll a little bit. Okay. What is it? How does it start? K: Is that—? Where’d you get that? M: I got it at the store. It was in the paper section. It’s—What’s really interesting though, I didn’t know they started making notebooks like this, all— It’s like uh K: But— M: It’s c- it’s like comfortable and it’s really easy to fold in your pocket. It’s convinient paper. Way better than Post-Its. K: Mitchell, that’s toilet paper. M: Yeah. K: That’s not. M: That’s what they— K: You can’t— You don’t write on that. M: Why not? It’s-it’s in the paper family. K: But— M: Here, I’ll draw you a diagram of how the paper family works. First off you’ve got newspaper. K; No, you—stop it. M: Look, it wrote totally fine. ‘Kyle’ and then I was going to draw a newspaper. Or I was going to turn it into a robot. K: But—but—that’s totally that’s almost 100% unfiable. M: Here’s the deal: I don’t understand what you’re problem is with me using this as a notebook. K: ‘Cause it’s toilet paper! M: Who cares! What do you think— What do you care about what people think now? I thought this friendship was based on nothing but just us being friends and now you’re worried people are going to think things about us because I like to use to use toilet paper to write my fucking notes down? I’m just saying, there’s nothing wierd about this! NOTHING!! Okay? K: Yes, there is. M: What’s— K: A lot of things! For one; you look like crazy. M: I look crazy right now? K: You look— look it! You’re holding toilet paper! M: I know, but if I— K: And you’re writing on it! M: But if I’m writing on it’s not toilet paper! It’s just paper in a roll! K: That you wipe your ass with! M: Not nessecairaly. K: No. M: No. As soon as the ink touches the paper it becomes normal paper. K: No. Oh! So if I just, you know, pull out a composition notebook and start wiping my ass with it, what’s that? M: That’s means—then you’re using it as TP! K: No! That’s not toilet paper! That’s notebook paper! It’s got lines, and it’s specifically— M: There are K: —designed— M: There are lines— K: for writing. M: right on here. And I write— K: Those aren’t lines! M: I write squiggly all the time so it goes perfect! K: That’s an intriquet design!! M: That is NOT intriquet!! Kyle, I don’t know why we’re getting so angry all I wanna know is what you’re idea was for the next video! K: I don’t—I don’t even want to do it now. It was going to be me and you, and we were going to be sitting on a bench, talking about how good of friends— It wasn’t going to be funny. It was just gonna be nice. But you know what? But you know what? M: That would have been a good video. K: That would have been a GREAT video. But someone had to ruin it with their Charmin Extra. M: It’s Charmin Strong. Like our friendship. K: I don’t know about that anymore. Look how easy it rips. Look how easy it rips. No, rip it. M: Hard as a rock. K: Look at that. M: It’s ‘cause it’s got the creases. You know what dood? Whatever. K: So we’ve got creases? M: Look, just pull over! I gotta take a shit! Dood, I forgot the TP. Can you just throw it out here? K: Are you serious? M: I got the pen. Do you— What do you have an idea?
"Okay. No seriously. I’ll be right back." Chloe turns.
"What?" Megan stands up quickly.
"I’m just going to get you something."
"Have those stupid horror movies taught you nothing? You never split up." Megan walks over to her.
"Virgin’s never die." Chloe points out and then looks at Megan seriously. "You’re screwed. Pun!"
Megan punches her in the arm. Hard.
Chloe lets it slide. They’re both stressed. Afraid. Worried. They’re both handling differently.
Chloe motions for Megan to follow her. They take a few steps forward.
"Close your eyes."
Megan gives her a look. “Um, no? No.”
"Just do it."
"Because when you do I’m going to knock you out, tie you up on a chair and hope he takes you as bait while I escape." Chloe tries to smirk. Smile. Anything. But she’s pretty sure she just ends up looking like she feels; terrified. Chloe smacks Megan on the head lightly. "Just trust me."
Megan nods once firmly and then closes her eyes.
She hears a lot of things being moved around. Then some digging around in a box.
"Okay." Chloe says quietly and Megan opens her eyes.
When she does she sees Chloe holding up a few knives and a tarp with a target on it connected to a wooden rod.
Megan looks confused.
Chloe holds out the knives and Megan takes them. Then Chloe walks over to the wall and hooks the tarp up to it.
"We’re going to practice." Chloe turns around to look at Megan. She crosses her ams over her chest.
Megan looks down at the knives.
"You only get one shot so you have to make sure it counts. You have to be focused. You have to be sure of your aim. You have a second to position yourself and throw that knife with as much force as you can." Chloe walks over to her and takes away most of the knives until Megan is left with one. "You have to be accurate. One mistake and we both go down." Chloe nods once. "Got it?"
Megan looks at the tarp.
"Don’t worry if you miss the tarp. That’s what the security deposit is for." Chloe takes a hold of Megan’s elbow and steers her closer to the tarp. "We’ll start this close but then we’ll keep taking a few steps back once you get the hang of it. Okay?"
Megan doesn’t say anything. She continues to look at the tarp and then looks down at the knife.
"We have to do this."
Megan looks at Chloe. “Okay.”
Megan nods once.
Chloe manages a small smile. “Okay.” She takes one of the knives and puts the rest in her back pocket. “Once you’re really good I’m going to stand in front of the target and you’re going to have to make the knife go around me.”
"No you’re not."
"But you have to learn to aim around obstacles."
"Not living obstacles."
"You never know."
"Yeah, okay. Maybe if I get really good.” Megan lies.
Chloe can tell it’s a lie but she bounces up and down a bit anyway.
Megan smiles slightly. “Okay. Calm down. You getting excited while you have a knife in your hand is not good.”
"Depends on the guy you ask." Chloe shrugs and then takes her first shot at the target.
Thank you Megan for posting this. I wasn’t sure if you had gotten my text message. I loved this one the best. This song is amazing. David did great, too. I hope you had tons of fun. Also, you lost your concert virginity to Demi. That’s pretty awesome.
"What are you doing?"
"Your mum later."
"What are you wearing?"
"What does your shirt say?"
“‘I’m a slut. No really. Let’s do it.’"
"What’s with all the questions?" Chloe gave her a look as she snatched her keys from the table.
"Where are you going?" Megan ignored the question.
"To do some research."
"So that’s what the notebook is for."
Chloe smiled and nodded.
"What about the polaroid camera?" Megan leaned on the table.
"To take pictures of the research."
"You’re going to make them write their numbers on the back of the pictures aren’t you?" Megan pointed at the gold marker in Chloe’s pocket.
"Only in case I need more research."
Megan rolled her eyes. "Right."
Chloe reached for the doorknob. "I’ll be back soon."
"I’ll be anxiously waiting."
Chloe glared. "You’re going to watch a movie, aren’t you?"
"Can you at least text me every once in a while to see if I’m okay?"
"It’s not rape if you’re asking for it."
"Yeah, that’s what I told your mum last night." Chloe sighed. "No, seriously."
"Yeah, yeah." Megan waved her hand.
"I hate you."
"You too." Chloe turned around and left.
Megan texted her halfway through the movie. Chloe had collected a few pages of research and at least 22 pictures. And she hadn’t been raped. Sadly.
It’s seven forty two and the sun has already stared to set in the west. The colors surrounding the sun are vibrant and radiant. The rich and explosive colors are golden yellows, oranges, and reds. The rays of the sun seem friendly. Similar to an old friend waving goodbye. The sun is like a great fire, lighting up the sky and warming your skin for the last few minutes before, like all fires, the flames die down. At eight o’clock the sun has disappeared and has left the bright moon in its wake. The stars come out of their hiding places and together, they and the moon, light up the sky.
This was for composition class last year. I found it while I was packing. I thought I’d post it. Just because. Don’t judge me please. Oh! The point of this was to ‘describe a sunset to a blind person’. Which is very difficult since they’ve never seen anything ever. so.
Shut up about not being a good writer. THIS is perfection. And very true. Black and white is better than color. That’s why I love old movies. There’s something very timeless about it all, like you’re glimpsing a moment in time where something made sense. I like your quote, too. Nick would be proud. ;)
Well thank you very much. I didn’t think it was that good at all. But hey! If this is coming from you an AWESOME WRITER like yourself, I’ll totally take the compliment. Thanks!