Tuesday, December 10, 2013

M1 M2 The Black Market


John Sullivan was once a promising owner of a small cell phone company. His company was based in Chicago home of the Blackhawks. He tried to promote his company to the Blackhawks and they laughed at him. John decided it was time to get a real job, so he packed up all of his cell phone stuff and put it in storage. He got a job at the Verizon store nearby his house so he could learn more about cell phone companies before he started his back up. John also liked going to the library to learn more about cell phone companies. Then one day he stumbled upon a book. This book told all about the black market. The black market had vendors to sell things needed in the third world countries. The thing that really stood out to John is the amount of money that all of the companies made from these third world countries. The owner would put about 60 thousand into the project and come back to America with millions sometimes even billions. John did as much research as he could on everything in Nigeria. He found out that there was no cell phone service that everyone could afford, so he decided that Nigeria would be where he starts his new company. He picked Nigeria because the government helped Pure Water, and he figured maybe they wouldn’t say anything to him. The government would examine the water before Pure Water would sell it ensuring that the water was safe, but the government never made Pure Water pay taxes or pay registration fees for becoming an independent company. This is what made John Sullivan really want to start his new company down there. He packed up his bags and headed out the door. He stopped at the bank to take out a loan for 60 thousand just like he read in the book. He then went to the airport and bought a one way plane ticket to Nigeria. He spent two days flying and changing planes until he finally got there. He had no idea where he was or where to go. He found a hotel to stay at and bought a room for the night. The next day he went to the U.S. customs building and got his working papers he needed to start working in Nigeria. He made a deal with the hotel owner that if he was allowed to stay there for free he would take care of his room and pay him when he gets his company going. John didn’t know where he should go from the hotel room, so he found an abandoned building and bought it. He purchased electricity for it and installed some computers and an assembly line. He took out his cell phone and thought about what he could do to make it more efficient and cheaper. He also thought that maybe he could make it more like a Tracfone. This way people could pay for what they need and what they don’t use will be carried on until they need to refill their minutes. They could make calls all around the world, and the phones would be made out of cheap plastic and it wouldn’t break. John drew up all the specs and hired someone to build it. Then John bought a bunch of machines so he could build them more efficiently. Then he had to hire street vendors to sell the phones and the minutes. After only one year of selling his phones and minutes in Nigeria he made 2.4 billion dollars. He kept opening little stores all throughout Nigeria providing phones and minutes to everyone for a reasonable price that people can afford. That is the story of John Sullivan.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

L1 L2 Roger


There once was a man named Roger. Roger was a Wall Street man with a lot of potential, but then he cracked under the pressure. He couldn't handle the pressure of stocks anymore, so turned to drugs. He started off lightly drinking and smoking, but then he tried something new. His dealer handed him a little plate with white powder on it, so Roger decided to ask what it was, but he didn't get an answer. For some reason Rodger thought it would be a good idea to try it. He assumed it would be cocaine, so he took the rolled up one dollar bill and blew it. Then the dealer said sorry and walked away. This really confused Roger, but he started feeling weird. Not how he thought it would feel on cocaine. He felt like a zombie. He got home and sat on his couch for hours. He didn't feel good or bad he just felt there. He stared at his walls until he eventually fell asleep. The next morning he woke up feeling normal again. That's when things changed. He started sweating like crazy and shaking. His apartment was set at 60 degrees, so him being hot didn't make sense to him. He tried to pour himself a drink, but he couldn't because he was shaking so bad. He started to wonder what his dealer gave him. He grabbed his laptop and started doing research. He looked up how he felt and his currently felt. He tried everything he felt to look it up. Everything he looked up came back with the same answer. Roger just didn't want to accept it. Roger called his dealer and asked him what he gave him. Roger heard the one thing he didn't want to hear. Heroin. Roger's life flashed before his eyes at this point. He didn't know how to react. He only knew one thing. He needed more. He told his dealer he wanted to meet. They met at the usual bench in the park and they talked. Roger asked how much it was to get the same amount of stuff he got from him the other day. Roger was surprised that it would only cost him 20 dollars for a decent amount. He told the dealer he only wanted to do it one more time to get the need out of his system. The dealer didn't care because he was making more money off of Roger than usual, so the dealer gave Roger a little extra to try and get him hooked. Roger went home and did it. He didn't inject it he broke in up and put it in a line and blew it again. Roger sat on the couch and just started at the walls again. He realized he had to go to work. He put the closest suit he could on and ran out the door. He jumped in a taxi and told him to take him to the usual. Roger got to his office, and ran upstairs to him office and sat down avoiding everyone he could. He had to figure out what stocks looked better than others. The only problem is that he could barely focus anymore. He sat in his chair just staring at his computer screen very confused. That's when his boss walked in. He knew something has been up with Roger the last few days, so he made Roger take a drug test. Roger failed it and was fired on the spot. Roger got really depressed after that and called up his dealer. He told his dealer he wanted to spend at least 1000 dollars on the stuff. Roger said after that he would quit. Unfortunately Roger would never get it because when he got to the dealer, the only thing the dealer could say was sorry, and 2 cop cars came rushing in. Roger didn’t want to get caught by the cops so he ran. He stole his dealer’s car and floored it. He got out of there as fast as he could. He was crossing a bridge and knew he would never escape the cops, so he turned the car sharply to the right and flipped off the bridge. Roger was never seen again.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Story 7 (704 words)


This story is going to be told through first person. I am going to be the first person narrator because this is a true story. Here we go!

I was just sitting at home playing some Spiderman 2 on my PlayStation 2. I was playing that even though I have an Xbox 360. It was the summer of 2013, so the summer that just ended. It was around the time of the Lancaster carnival. Back to the story. I was just sitting at my house when all of a sudden I get a phone call. It was from thee Austin Hopcia. I was a little puzzled as to why he was calling me, so I answered it. The conversation went a little like this.

“Uh Hello.”

“Hey Jake Woj.”

“Who is this?”

“It’s Zelasko”

“Hey man.”

“You’re going to the carnival. Tell Joe.”

“Alright man..”

Then I went and told my mom what was going on and called Joe. Hopcia picked me up with Zelasko and Cole. Then we went to Joe’s house and picked him up. Then we started our adventure to the Lancaster carnival. On the way there Zelasko put his hand out the window like a gun and pretended to shoot at a car. It just so happened that the car was a cop. Hopcia was really nervous at this point because he thought we were going to get pulled over, but we didn’t. We decided to give a call to our good pal Matt Schaefer. He was at a graduation party for someone he knew in Lancaster. We parked outside and we were yelling his name until he came out. Then he dove in the suv and we went the carnival. We walked around and played some I got it. We decided we had enough of the game, so we decided to walk around and try to find someone we knew. The next thing we knew our good pal Tom Reger came out of nowhere. We all started talking and we walked over to this large group of kids. Then Tom’s little brother came up to Tom and said that someone was making fun of him and he was older than him, so we all followed Tom and he went to talk to the kid. The only problem is he was younger than Tom, so the mean kid called his brother complaining how Tom was being mean to him. It was just a whole lot of words being said. Then the older brother came up to use and started dropping f bombs and freaking out. Then he was saying lets fight at save a lot, but then Tom saw the older brother and realized how big he was, so he didn’t want to fight, but then something crazy happened. This guy that was with him took his shirt off and started yelling who will fight me. Then Tom was pretty annoyed with this kid at this point, so he agreed. If the dumb guy never would have taken his shirt off and started yelling I bet that no one would have fought him. Then Tom knocked the kid out in like three punches. The other kid started it, so everyone was okay. We all bailed at that point. Hopcia, Zelasko, Cole, Joe, and I all drove to drop Joe off at home, and after that we went and played some basketball at Rufus Marx’s house. That was a weird time. We lost the game, so we decided to go to get some Gatorade. The blue kind in the squirting bottle. The only problem is we couldn’t find it anywhere, so we had to go to Tops and just get it in regular bottles. That was a bummer. After that we went to McDonalds to get some food, but instead of them giving us the two burgers we got a quarter pounder burger patty. It was weird. They dropped me off at home shortly after that, and I went to bed to think about how crazy of a night we had. Yes I do still have the video.

The moral of the story is don’t be that guy to take his shirt off and try to fight people. Someone eventually will.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Story 6 (300 Words)

There was a little red bird named Jerry. Jerry the red bird was a canary. This canary was very hairy. Jerry the canary liked to fly around in the hood. He stuck around in Brooklyn. This was a very rare creature. Jerry the canary was known as a hood bird. He would fly around and fight other birds. He would even sometimes loot and pillage peoples houses. He would fly into open windows and start breaking open glass containers and steal all the cookies. Jerry the canary didn't have too many friends because of how he treated everyone. Jerry was the outcast of the hood. If people seen him flying they would either scare him away or throw stuff at him to try and hit him. Jerry didn't like that too much. That would only make Jerry the canary angry, and when he was angry that's when he would go loot and pillage the hood. After awhile of this Jerry got sick of it, so he decided to move and live somewhere else. Jerry didn't really know where to move to, so he just started flying. He eventually ran into this sketchy parrot named Garrett. Garrett the parrot told Jerry the canary they could fly together and find a new place to live. They ended up in New Jersey to start their new lives. They lived on the telephone pole on the corner of New and Jersey. Jerry wasn't too sure how Garrett survived, but Garrett was a big parrot, so Jerry figured that he knew how to eat well. That's when Jerry the canary asked Garrett the parrot how he ate, and that's when Garrett said well I like to eat little red birds. Jerry the canary was really scared, so he started to fly away. He didn't know where he was going, and then he flew into a pole and fell to the ground. Jerry the canary was never seen again.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Story 5 (300 Words)

The once was a girl named Natalie, and Natalie was dating a boy name John. John did everything he could to make Natalie happy, but Natalie didn't realize this. Natalie started hanging out with a boy named Brandon. They would go on dates around town and spend a lot of time together. This would cause problems between Natalie and John. John and Brandon used to be best friends, but then when John and Natalie started dating Brandon stopped talking to John and only would talk to Natalie. John would try to talk to Natalie about how she ignores him for Brandon. The only problem is that Natalie would then turn the tables and get mad at John for saying how much he was upset. Everyone out there told John to leave her so he wouldn’t get hurt, but John didn’t care. He wanted to be with her more than anything else in the world. Natalie just would never see it out of John’s eyes and that hurt John. That hurt him really bad. He would try to not let it bother him, but no matter what happened he would get hurt. Brandon started writing Natalie songs even though they were only “friends.” All of this hurt John. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take. He knew that within the next few months he would lose Natalie to Brandon. That was John’s biggest fear. The only problem is that John couldn’t take the thought of being alone. He hated being alone, so he stuck through all of the stuff that happened, but deep down every time Natalie and Brandon would talk it would hurt him and he would just get sad. John was the one getting hurt, but Natalie would get mad and take it out on him. John wasn’t ready to lose her, so he didn’t.