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McCoy Dear Mordecai, Poor little Emitt Till had an open viewing this morning at the county morgue. Emitt went down to Mississippi to visit his uncle. Emitt, who as you know was from the North, was unschooled to the unfairness against blacks in the South. Young Master Till was a carefree and fun-loving fourteen-year-old. While Emitt was down in Mississippi he looked at a white woman and whistled. A few nights later, Emitt Till was taken out of his home, kidnapped! He finally turned up in the Tallahatchie River. Poor little Emitt had been murdered. I attended the viewing Saturday morning. There was a line so I waited in it. I noticed many that many women who were walking out were crying, and the men looked murderously angry. Finally, it was my turn, I looked into the casket and almost lost my breakfast. My nausea quickly turned to rage. Emitt was bloated from the chemical reactions that released gas inside his body. He was so badly beaten that he was almost unrecognizable. I had the sudden urge to kill the closest white person. Reading about Emitt in the newspaper has no comparison to seeing my friend who was standing next to me not three months ago. Mordecai, I know one thing, if I ever visit the South I will have a gun with me at all times. No white person will look down on me because of the color of my skin without getting the beating of his life. The oppressed will rise in revolt to stop the oppressors. Your Friend, Evan

Good job I liked the word choice used to describe Emitt during the funeral it gave feelings that I think they endured back then- Jordan

Well written! Seems like you were pretty upset when you found out. -Megan

Very creative and descriptive. Good job expressing how you felt and the community felt towards this event. Sounded pretty graphic--Jess

Nice emotion in the letter! Very realistic! -Marcy Very deep letter. Really shows how angry you were.-Dan Very well donee i like how you are not afraid to share how you felt.-NIKTAS

I could not do my homework because, when I opened my door to the garage, tripped and broke my face. Then on the way to the hospital a SWAT team ran our car of the road. The team took me in the back of their van. They took me to a secret government facility where they tortured prisoners of war. I used my animal senses to call a pack of rabid wolverines, who proceeded to eat everyone but me. The wolverines nursed me back to life. I ran with the pack for a few hours and then we roamed into a badger area. The badgers surrounded us and the war began. We fought the badgers tooth and nail, it was a gory ordeal, but when it was over the wolverines and I prevailed. We sustained heavy losses, the leader even lost an ear. Later that night we feasted on the raw flesh of the badgers. To the victors go the spoils!!!!! Then I tripped and fell into a wormhole. It turns out the badgers had new technology that the wolverines did not know about. The wormhole took us back to right before the battle. We fought it again but this time they killed our leader, however we still won. Then I fell into another and this one took us to the future. It was a battle between future and past the futuristic badgers had gotten weak because of all the technology, but they had ray guns. They clashed again, but this time the badgers won. They took me as a prisoner of war and started the torture process. I used my skills in the art of war to break the bonds and slay my captors. I got back to my time period and left my fallen comrades. On my way home I was picked up by the local authorities and put in jail. They let me go so I could go to school.

Human beings are inherently evil. I say this because for most people it is easier to be evil than to be good. However, people are not all bad or all good. Everyone has some evil or some good in them. The world finds their entertainment in such morbid things. The only way to describe this is that the world is evil, but everyday heroes prove that statement wrong.

What does Max DeWinter think about when he morphs into a blank stare?

When the new Mrs. DeWinter reminds Max about Rebecca or his past he seems to slip into a trance. This is obviously because he was a dragon slayer until he was 37 and a half years old, and is haunted by his past. Sir Maxim DeWinter was one of the queens best dragon slayers. Oh yes I know what you might be thinking, "Dragons? Dragon slayer?? More than one???" yes, yes in fact there is a secret society of dragon slayers. They are known as Her Majesty's Regal Knights That Usually Slay Dragons But Sometimes Get Fried Into A Crispy Man-Biscuit, or H.M.R.K.T.U.S.D.B.S.G.F.I.A.C.M.B. These knights roam the lands daring anyone or thing to look at them funny, because they are the law of the land and with them you either move out or get punched out. Our story begins in Her Majesty's royal palace. She has informed Sir Max of an infestation of rabid pink-tailed hornet dragons (they are some of the worst dragons, very agressive).

"Thank you Your Highness for putting faith in me to do this job," said Max humbly. "Oh why Max I do not trust anyone as much as I trust you," quickly replied the queen. " Your Majesty do not put all your trust in one person for I could be jinxed by a Siberian Wizard Dragon and actually be sent to murder you," gasped Max. "Well good Sir Knight you should be off now," said the queen. "Yes Your Highness," finished Max.

Max set off with his trusty dog, Jasper, who actually is a Hell Hound. He traveled many days and many nights, through hills and valleys, water and fire. He battled all the elements, all weathers, and one boisterous troll. Finally he arrived at the village where the rabid pink-tailed hornet dragons were. The dragons were creating havoc in the village, burning houses, crops, and even a few old people. Max pulled out the Bow of the Elders and began shooting the dragons out of the sky. One by one they fell and one by one the villagers fell upon the corpses of the dragons and ate them. Max was awarded the prestigous medal of valor. However, he was stung by one of the stingers. The venom of the pink-tailed hornet dragons is very bad, it turns all of your skin pink and paralyzes your pinky and index finger. Maxim was pink and somewhat paralyzed for three months, and now he is constanly haunted by his dragon-slaying past.

Wonderfly brilliant. Five stars...two thumbs up...A+ --Megan Pinkerton Nice. VERY creative. =) -Sanjana

Funny! it was great. ~Anna K