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Where can I find nice conference room chairs on wholesale prices in NJ? I'd like a nice variety to pick from. I need to buy about 30 in all at good prices? Tx @ Kemperk Is there a website? I can't seem to find them. A search on Google brings up generic names. tx

Where can I find nice conference room chairs on wholesale prices in NJ? I'd like a nice variety to pick from. I need to buy about 30 in all at good prices? Tx

I want to sell used office , reception room and conference room furniture,what`s the best way to sell them?? I want to sell about 63 used office and reception chairs, 25-30 chair capacity conference table with chairs,beautiful office tables,cupboards,cabinets,and laboratory furniture,heating system,and a generator,I am in amarillo,Tx and willing to sell them in a very good price,if any one can tell me how should I sell them fast ,I`ll really appreciate that,thanks

Office Furniture Poll: Rolly chair or Conference room table? Which is better?

How to makeover a school conference room? My elementary school has a conference room with a mish-mash of items. The soundproofing on the walls is gray (on one wall). The carpet is red - yikes, but no changing that. The room is very dark and dingy with old furniture that does not go together. I'm trying to give it a makeover to make it a calming pleasant place to be - not a dark dungeon. My first thought - chair covers; maybe a table runner in a bright color; and some sort of window treatment with color. One wall is a white board (floor to ceiling), another is the gray soundproofing and the other two are a beige type color (maybe once upon a time white). There are 3 small windows - but being in Alaska it doesn't bring in much light during the winter. Any ideas to make this dark dreary room into a beautiful comfortable space?

Where can I find a inexpensive conference room for a presentation in Denver Metro Area? Should accommodate up to 20/30 people and not be claustrophobic. No services are needed (coffee/food etc). Needs 2 normal size tables (3 ft x 5 ft?) and chairs. I will set up a projector with screen and audio. I will furnish snacks and water.

HDTV for 12 x 14 conference room - for computer? First of all I am needing an HDTV for a conference room 12ft by 14ft. The first sitting chair around a racetrack table will be approx 3 ft from the wall mounted HDTV while the last chair will be approx 9 ft from the HDTV. My laptop that I am using already has an HDMI port built into so here are my questions: Note: The primary use will be for power point presentations and occasional training DVDs or even web browsing. This will not be used by employees to watch Blu-Ray DVDS (hopefully!) 1) What size HDTV should I purchase? 2) What resolution - 720p or 1080p?

office chairs? looking for ergonomic office chair for conference room

Will you donate office furniture to non profit org in Atlanta? Non profit organization located in the Atlanta area is looking for open statelite office. We provide medical and social services to families of children with cancer and other catastrophic illnesses. We are looking for desks, fax machine, telephone consoles, file cabinets, office supplies, sofa, love seats, waiting room chairs, tables, micro waves, conference table and chairs. If you or someone you know have any of the above, please contact me immediately. Monetary donations are accepted. Your donations are tax deductible...Thank you you can contact me via e-mail at watsonfun@yahoo.com or info@watsonfoundation.org E-mail: watsonfund@yahoo.com OR info@watsonfoundation.org For any questions! Please do not hesitate to contact me!

What does my dream mean? had any body experienced such a dream? My dream was as follows: I watched a movie and came out of the theater; all of a sudden I remember that my jacket is inside the theater. I get permission and go inside the theater. Once I close the door, I could hear the sound of a falling coin, When I illuminate the area (source unknown), I find few coins (2 Euros, 50 cents and 5 cents coins (could be 2 or 1 cent coin as well)... I pick up the 2 euros and the 50 cents only leaving the 5 cents... As I turn around and start climbing the stairs, I find the stairs fully filled with coins, I choose and pick the coins as I move up. The coins I found are all not Euros. I find coins from thru' out the world. (I remember the name of the countries written in the coins ex. Australia, China..). I remember few coins are huge (as big as my palm), most of the coins I picked are shiny (don’t remember if it’s gold or silver). As I continue picking the coins and moving upwards, I had reached the end, which is the projector room. Here I get scared and return back. While returning, I think I will pick up some coins, but another thought was, I have more then enough for now... So, I will not pick any more coins. On my way back I find a conference room with chairs and tables made of Bamboo arranged in a circular way. The room is well illuminated, giving a clear view of what is inside. There is no body inside. Just about exiting the building, I realized I haven't picked up my Jacket. What did my dream want to convey me?

Account Rep, Sexually attacked by customer in conf. room Need your professional Advise? I am a female account rep working for a large national company. A customer lured me to his office under the guise of a "business meeting" which is what I do. I have met with this customer many times. Customer has always been rather arrogant, smug and obnoxious... I have ignored his attitude for the sake of my job. This particular meeting I realized no one, the receptionist, office mgr etc. were in the office? Customer made some excuse... we went into Conference room and I opened laptop and started meeting. Customer then grabbed my chair and and roughly started grabbing me... tried to put hand down my pants and blouse. I tried to push him off and remain somewhat calm because he seemed to be "crazed" sweating, breathing hard...saying "don't you want me?" What are you willing to do for my business?!!! I was shocked, mortified and struggled with him to get out of the room... he kept trying to push me on the conf table.. trying to rub his erection on me. I kept saying Stop.. what are you doing... Your business does not benefit me personally!!! Finally someone pulled up outside and he let me go. I grabbed my things and ran out. I never returned. This customer is not an employee of my company. I was afraid to go to my manager I felt like A. He is not an employee of the company what can they do? I did not want this all over the district. B. It was my word against his... no one was there. I kept it to myself for months and it ate away at me. 5 months later he sends me an email (regarding his account). I knew I couldn't go back... so I told my Mom who was outraged and of course told me no job was worth my saftey or peace of mind. I told my manager and she was supportive and told me I should not have felt that I couldn't come to her or that my job would be jeapordized. She then told HR. I spent so long trying not to think about what happened... I now how to meet with HR and tell the whole story. NOW the question... I really want to ask for some time off just to clear my head (my work has suffered some from the incident... I have gotten behind). I DO NOT want to lose my job.. but I am afraid that It will appear that I cannot handel it if I ask for time off. (Even if only a week or two). The job itself is very stressful and competitive... there is a high turnover... the hiring process is long and tedious (they recruit the best of the best). PLEASE ADVISE... only serious comments PLEASE. This is serious. Thank you Yahoo-ers!!! CUSTOMER IS PRESIDENT/OWNER OF HIS COMPANY

This is SO embrassing. Has this ever happened to any pregnant women out there? I am currently 11 weeks pregnant and have been at this job for only about 9 weeks or so. So there are still a lot people that I don't know here. Today we were required to attend a meeting in a large conference room with no chairs. So I had to stand the entire time and the room was a little crowded. I didn't have anything to lean up against and all of a sudden I started feeling lightheaded and a cold sweat coming on. I began fanning myself but that didn't help. So I looked around the room and saw that there was an open door way to an empty room out of everyone's view. The CEO was right in the middle of giving a speech to EVERYONE and I had to dart across the room into the other room while everyone was staring at me. As soon as I got in there a sat down and began waving myself. I slowly began feeling better and had to get up and face everyone again. I was mortified! Has this happened to anyone before while they were pregnant?

Is this a weird dream or what? I get up for work and the old yellow school bus is waiting already, so I run out the door in my pyjamas so I don't miss it. I get to work and my boss is now my old Grade One teacher. All us students (they are the same age as they were in 1978, and I am still 35, so I am way bigger than they are) are herded into the big conference room for class - which is on basic arithmetic. I get bored and start playing with my swivel office chair. But it was Clifford (you know who you are) who gets me in trouble my shooting spitballs at me. I get sent to the CEO's office, who starts lecturing me on proper office behaviour. I get brave and shoot a spitball into his eye. He yells at me for wearing pyjamas to school instead of a suit and he calls my parents, who have to drive 5 hours from the old ranch in the old family Pontiac station wagon to pick me up. They are so mad at me that they say I am "grounded" - no more having a job for 10 years at least. Then I wake up.

who can provide me the standard description for the office door plate? our company wanna put new plates to every offices, e.g. 1. finance dept. 2.general manager room, 3.production department, 4.engineering depart. 5.Conference room 6.general finance board(chief finance depart.) 7.chair man of board(president) 8.marketing depart. 9.this one,inspection and acceptance room,i do't know how to say standard! 10.multi-mediam classroom OK,anybody could give me pure english description for the above 10 points, (i wanna avoid the culture shock, we are from Asia)

What are some office pranks you've seen pulled on coworkers? On The Office (US version) Jim is always doing things to Dwight, like sending him faxes from "Future Dwight," or putting his office supplies in Jello. One time at my office someone put a fart machine under a chair in a conference room and would make it fart quietly during meetings, which would make the person in the chair look guilty and everyone else would have to act like they didn't hear anything. What are some things you've seen?

SOlve Simplify if needed? A Conference room can hold 175 chairs. if 7/25 of the chair are occupied how many chairs are occupied at that time??

Do women have it better today than they did in the 1980s? Where I went to school, in northern Minnesota of the 1980's, women were treated poorly by men and society. My Mom was a nurse and she said that if they had a conference and a doctor entered the room and there were no chairs available, a nurse would give up her seat. Women were viewed as sex objects and used as verbal whipping posts. Of course, not all men treated women like this, but it seemed like most did. Do you think it is better today for woman than of the past?

I need help with Math for the office professional? 1. You’re planning to buy a new computer, monitor, and printer for your office. You’ve received the following prices from two stores: Store 1 Store 2 Computer $2,500 $2,350 Monitor 595 435 Printer 398 349 Find the total package price from each store and then calculate how much you’ll save if you purchase the less expensive package. A. $359 C. $398 B. $372 D. $412 2. If you work 37.5 hours per week at $7.65 per hour, how much is your gross pay for a two-week period? (Round off your answer to the nearest cent.) A. $239.26 C. $478.51 B. $286.88 D. $573.75 3. It cost your office $620 to mail 500 flyers. How much did it cost to mail each flyer? A. $.81 C. $1.20 B. $.84 D. $1.24 4. A decorator has estimated the following costs for remodeling a large conference room in your office area: carpeting, $2,620; conference table, $750; chairs, $630; paint, $50; two lamps, $95 each; and labor, $425. What is the total cost of the remodeling job? A. $3,555 C. $4,570 B. $4,370 D. $4,665 5. Convert 628 kilometers to miles. (Round off your answer to two decimal places.) A. 390.23 C. 1,010.64 B. 390.24 D. 1,010.65 6. Last week you worked the following hours: Monday 5 1 2 Wednesday 6 3 4 Friday 4 1 2 How many hours did you work in all last week? A. 16 3 4 C. 17 3 4 B. 17 1 2 D. 18 1 2 7. A new clerk in your office is to earn $200 per week. If she works 30.5 hours each week, what is her hourly rate? (Round off your answer to the nearest hundredth, that is, to the nearest cent.) A. $6.10 C. $6.55 B. $6.11 D. $6.56 8. The last time you ordered paper you paid $5.00 per ream. The current price is $4.70 per ream. What is the percent of decrease in price? A. 6% C. 28% B. 7% D. 30% 9. Your yearly office supply budget is $1,200. You spend $350 each year on paper. What percent of your budget do you spend on paper? (Round off your answer to two places.) A. 29% C. 41% B. 30% D. 42% 10. A quote you received from a local restaurant is $625 for a business luncheon. The restaurant owner tells you the price with gratuity is $720. How much did the owner add for gratuity? A. $75 C. $95 B. $85 D. $105 11. Sales for the first four months of the year were as follows: January $5,282 February 4,698 March 3,029 April 6,390 Find the average monthly sales. (Round off your answer to the nearest dollar.) A. $4,849 C. $6,466 B. $4,850 D. $6,467 12. At the beginning of the week, a particular stock sold for 29 3 8 per share. At the end of the same week it sold for 312 8. What was the amount of increase per share. A. 17 8 C. 2 3 8 B. 2 1 8 D. 2 5 8 13. An invoice quotes a price of $620 subject to discounts of 30%, 15%, and 5%. What is the selling price? (Round off your answer to the nearest cent.) A. $310.00 C. $368.90 B. $350.46 D. $434.00 14. The price of a ticket for your office Christmas party is $17.75. So far you’ve sold 28 tickets. How much money should you have? A. $330 C. $495 B. $427 D. $497 15. One of your delivery trucks traveled 1,200 miles on 55 gallons of gas. How many miles per gallon did the truck get? (Round off your answer to the nearest hundredth.) A. 21.81 C. 45.83 B. 21.82 D. 45.84 16. Last year the company you work for did $232,000 in business. This year you anticipate an increase of 7%. How much business do you expect to do this year? A. $215,760 C. $246,140 B. $217,860 D. $248,240 17. Perform the following division: 3 3 4 2 8 A. 2 1 2 C. 12 B. 8 3 4 D. 15 18. You’ve received an invoice for $3,000 with terms of 3 10, 1 20, n 30. How much will you have to pay if you pay the bill in 12 days? A. $2,910 C. $3,000 B. $2,970 D. $3,030 19. You’ve begun to jog for one hour a day three times a week. If you jog 5.5 miles per hour, how far will you jog each week? A. 5.5 miles C. 16.5 miles B. 12.5 miles D. 38.5 miles 20. Which one of the following fractions is equivalent to 1 2? A. 1 4 C. 1 8 B. 2 4 D. 2 8 21. What is the interest on $800 at 6% for 4 years? A. $19.20 C. $48.00 B. $182.00 D. $192.00 22. Patrick works a 40 hour week at $5.70 an hour with time and a half for overtime. Last week he worked 45 hours. What were his total earnings for the week? A. $384.75 C. $256.50 B. $270.75 D. $260.75 23. Megan had a gross pay last week of $980.00. If her total deductions were $161.35, what was her net pay? A. $818.65 C. $718.65 B. $828.65 D. $728.65 24. How much simple interest would Kaitlyn earn on $300 at 6% for 6 months? A. $18 C. $9 B. $54 D. $27 25. Carole earns $2.50 for each gadget she completes. What was her gross pay if she completed 145 gadgets last week? A. $362.50 C. $326.50 B. $352.50 D. $360.50

Question about table placement at a job interview.? I just went to a job interview this morning and there were eight other people at the office. They took us in one at a time for a quick interview and then placed us at a table in a conference room. They didn't tell us to just have a seat they specifically placed us in random places. Once all eight of us were in the room I noticed we were separated into two groups of four by two chair places in the middle. Was this a coincident or could it have been on purpose?

Was this wrong? :( we both feel so guilty :(? My boyfriend and I hadnt seen each other for nearly 2 weeks. Today evening, there was a drama thing going on in one of the rooms of the local church so we all went there. However, my boyfriend and I werent part of the drama group so we sat in one of the rooms upstairs where there were tables and chairs ( a bit like a conference room) We started kissing and things got a bit heated up, we didnt have sex but he did touch me and poke me. After we had done all that, we both felt so guilty and still till now we both do. What can we do? was it sinful what we did? How can we beg for forgiveness! :(:( we both feel so ashamed and upset because of this

I don't know what to do? This is sort of a long story, and I want to know what your opinions are on it, and tell me what you think may be going through Laura's head. Since about the starting or April, me and my close friend Tim had started liking each other, I assumed because we held hands all the time, like on the bus and and other places when no one could really notice. I thought he was gonna ask me out, but then on last Thursday (the one over a week ago) night, my friend Ananya suggested I talk to Laura about what was happening with me and Tim (Ananya knew about the hand holding stuff) because she thought that Laura might like Tim too. But, Laura had told me many times that she didn't like Tim, but I told her that I did. I wasn't too sure how to ask, but she kept telling me that it wasn't any of her business if we went out or not. I assumed at this point everything was okay. But the next day, Friday, was the 30 Hour Famine that me, Tim, Laura, Ananya, and some of my other friends were doing. During the day, we watched movies in a conference room, so we were sitting in chairs. I was one of the last of my friends to sit down, so I was forced to sit beside Laura, who was sitting beside Tim, who was sitting at the end so I couldn't sit beside him. After school ended, we were allowed to go home for a few hours to get our stuff before heading back to school to spend the night. Laura had arranged to invite Nikki, our other friend, over to her house, but since Nikki was supposed to stay at school with Tim, Tim went with them. On the bus, I sat with my other very close friend Michaela, who told me that she thought I deserved to know that during the movie she had seen Nikki talking to Laura on MSN, (but Laura was doing it on her phone) and Laura was saying that now she and Tim were holding hands. Thinking that sounded very weird, I went back to school later and tried to keep a closer eye on them to see if this was true. Sure enough, Tim started practically ignoring me, and gave all his attention to Laura, like he used to me. By about 9:00, a few of us were watching a movie in the gym. Hoping that Tim would talk to me a bit more, I sat on one side of him, and Laura on the other. But as the movie started, Tim slowly moved closer and closer to Laura, until they were cuddling. Only once did he look at me, and see my sad expression, and ask what was wrong. Not wanting to start anything, I just told him I was cold. He just sort of shrugged and continued snuggling with Laura. After about 10 minutes of watching this, it became too much, and I left to go find Michaela. This behavior continued through the rest of the famine, which ended Saturday afternoon at 2:30. By this point, I was about ready to cry. In fact, my friend Ananya told me repeatedly that it was going to be okay, and gave me hugs, and everyone else who didn't know what was going on told me I looked like I was about to cry. As if this wasn't bad enough, I had to ride home in the same vehicle with Tim and Michaela, cause we all lived in the same town. Tim kept looking at me like he knew something was wrong. But he only confronted me about it on msn, and apologized profusely. At the same time, Laura also apologized. With Laura she said that she didn't want to fight about this. Tim told me that he was told to back off, because he didn't want to date me, because summer is right around the corner and he's gonna be away a lot. I thought everything was just over for everyone, and NO ONE was gonna date anyone else. But on Monday, Tim and Laura were holding hands in the hall again. I became very upset, and on the bus he noticed right away and asked me what's wrong. (I feel I should mention me and Tim were really good friends before we started liking each other, and he was very keen on keeping us friends.) I told him what was going on, and he told me that he thought I understood that he meant he was sorry he had done this to me, and him and Laura still had a "thing" going on. So this continued until Wednesday, when as I found out later, he had asked her out. Laura wasn't at school for Thursday and Friday though. Tim keeps asking me if I'm okay with it, and I tell him yes. But the truth is I'm not, and it's making me depressed, and I cry myself to sleep every night. But I don't want to tell him this, cause it'll be ruining his happiness. But Laura has been avoiding me, other than talking to me in class, we haven't talked on msn since last Saturday. So what do I do? And what's going on with Laura? Am I doing the right thing? Thanks so much for your time and reading all of this, it's SUPER appreciated :) When I say that we're close friends, and I care about his happiness, it's cause I care SO much about him, and I don't want to lose him as a friend.

Do women provoke men at work? I happened to read this article: http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/183525/10_ways_sexuality_is_present_in_the.html?singlepage=true&cat=7. I guess I have been a victim of few of these behaviors with a woman at work. 1. Wearing a short skirt 2. Flirting with co-workers 3. Drawing eyes to legs by wearing short skirts and crossing legs provocatively 4. Acting as if attracted to male co-workers, although this might not be the case 5. Showing off sexuality through movement, speech and clothing This woman at work used to be very friendly to me, comes to work in casual skirt, goes up the stairs without holding her skirt. The company has a dress code that the skirt shouldn't be more than 3 inches above the knees. I am not sure if she has violated that dress code. Once, she explained that she got a sun burn in a provoking manner. She got up from her chair, moved right in front of me. She was wearing a skirt. She just took a quick look outside the conference room. Pressing her belly with both her hands "It's here in my belly" and then, pressing her inner thighs close to her crotch, she said "It's here too. I was sitting with my legs crossed". There was a pink colored chair in the room. She said "It's between this color and red". It definitely aroused me a bit when she was pressing her inner thighs near her crotch. I couldn't help it. How many of you think this woman's actions were provoking? I have stated #1, #2 and #3 as it was mentioned in the article http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/183525/10_ways_sexuality_is_present_in_the.html?singlepage=true&cat=7

Story I wrote about teenage social girls?!?!? I wrote this story about middle school age girls who are popular and are leaders of the Social Committee. This is the first chapter of it. I would love your comments. This is a story aimed at fans of the clique and the ashley's and other books like that. 1 “Quiet girls! The meeting will begin now!” said Miss Lewis to the conference room of hopeful girls. Ellie’s heart jumped into her throat and her best friend Melinda squeezed her hand nervously. Miss Lewis cleared her throat and ran a hand through her short black bob. “This is it El! We have it in the bag!” Melinda whisper-yelled. Melinda and Ellie had been friends since they were in designer diapers. They have also been co-chairs of the Harbor Day School Social Committee since they were allowed to be in it. Harbor day was ruled not by the cheerleaders and the jocks, but the girls in the social committee, mostly the chairs. They planned dances, picnics, and about everything else it HDS. Ellie had no reason to be nervous, but her heart was going super-speed anyway. The room quieted down as Miss Lewis cleared her throat again. “Hello girls! Welcome to the meeting for the Social Committee. It is so nice to see that you girls are so interested in school spirit! Last week during Campaign Week we teachers saw so many prestigious ways that you girls would make Harbor life such a socially lovely place!” Miss Lewis smiled. She had slight lines on her mouth and eyes, as well as a perfectly pressed suit. She fished around her briefcase for a piece of paper that would reveal the fate of Ellie, Mel, and the rest of the girls. No guys did the Social Committee, instead claiming a spot on one of HDS’s many sports teams. So the cozy office-like space was filled with designer clad (or crazy thrift store clothes in Ally Moore's case), perfect hair, and ambitious girls. “Here we are,” Miss Lewis adjusted her glasses, “I will read the ten names off of the list of the girls on the Committee. The girls not on the Committee will leave so we can move on to our meeting.” Mel smiled from ear to ear and crossed her fingers. “The Social Committee is, Ellie, Melinda, Gina, Emma, Olive, Penelope, Jenna, Sierra, Lola, and Brie. Congratulations girls, and good job trying, non-members you may go.” Miss Lewis pursed her lips and watched the rejects go. Ellie’s heart hadn’t returned to normal speed yet, they hadn’t decided the chair. Hannah Jane stood up and ran out of the room with tears streaming down her face. Madeline and Leah stood slowly wanting to hear the co-chairs and be the first to report. “One step down, we just have to make chair Mel,” Ellie said half relieved. “Were going to get it El, don’t stress!” Mel squeezed her hand. “Ladies, quiet please!” Miss Lewis cleared her throat. Ellie looked up through her blonde bangs at the white ceiling. Her heart was racing on overtime and she found herself tapping her Juicy Couture terry-cloth flat on the tiled floor. “In this envelope are the names of two girls that the teachers think make suitable leaders of this committee. They are kind, smart, social people who want to make going to HDS an enjoyable experience. Each girl will receive a key to this office and a badge stating that they are a committee chair,” Miss Lewis said, each word seeming slower and more tormenting than the last one. Mel was trying to be nervous, but Ellie could see she had stopped trying to control her tapping flat. “Our first Social Committee Chair,” said Miss Lewis, carefully opening a cream colored envelope, “is Miss Ellie Avalon.” Ellie took a breath of relief but was still half stressed for her friend. “We are so going to rule!” Melinda whisper-yelled. “The second Social Committee Chair is, Miss Olive Oregon!” Miss Lewis was the only one clapping at first. The rest of the girls were shocked and lightly tapping their hands together like polite golf spectators. Melinda was smiling at Ellie in a way that looked painted on and stuck. Olive stood and smoothed down her plaid knee length pencil skirt and ruffled red blouse. The only sound was of her four inch Louboutin pumps on the cold white tiled. Ellie remembered the necessary acceptance speech and stood. Her walk up to the front of the room was a lot less noisy and next to Olive she looked plain in her J Brand skinny jeans and Free People loose top. Ellie couldn’t speak. This was Olive, who went from a genius loser who sat in the library during lunch to and equal genius fashionista who is bound to take over the world. She was in Student Government, Student Leaders, Harbor Day Politics Club, Debate Team, and now Social Chair. “Hello girls, my name is Olive, and I want to bring a fresh outlook on this committee!” said Olive to the crowd of awestruck girls. Ellie glanced at Melinda, whose good hearted smile had turned into pursed lips and blank eyes. She then glanced at Olive and she swore she could see an evil spark in her new co-chair’s dark eye. I just live near san francisco so i though harbor from that. And ya that is what i was aiming for (like whats in the clique books). JSYK im aiming for the clique book type of thing but a little different. Ok seriously, thats what i'm aiming for! And i happen to like clothes so i wanted to incorperate it into my story. Sorry for the girl who answered about me making the smart fashionista mean, but she is the antagonist in the story so i kind of had to. lol

Please Answer what does this dream? part 1: i had a dream that my husband and i and are kids lived right across the street from my grandparents in the small town they live in and that the paramedics came to my grandmas house and our kids were there also. i did not know the ambulance was there until my husband looked out the window and told me. we both then rushed across the street to see what was wrong and my grandma was trying to bleach something with clorox and she got it all over herself. she had it on her arms. it was like white spots on her arms. we then took the kids and took them back over to the house and then i went back over there to see if she was ok and the paramedics left her at her house and said there was nothing they could do for her to get the bleach off of her. part 2: then later that night my hubby and i and are kids were leaving from where my grandma lived to drive back to where hubby and i live now and there was a bad snow storm and then the next thing i know my dream merged into this dream. part 3: the dream that it went into was that my hubby this time was driving a semi truck dark blue in color and it was snowing and it was him and i and this other black lady in there who i had never met before. he ended up crashing the truck and the next thing i remember is getting wheeled into the hospital on a stretcher and i was in and out of consciousness. finally when i came to a i saw that i had a gash on the middle part of my outer hip on the right side. i then asked if the kids were ok and that hubby said that they were fine. Somehow i was the only one that had gotten hurt. part 4: then i had a new dream and it was hubby and i were going to see a nutrionist and we went to the office hubby had already called ahead and when we got there we went to the vistiors room where a nurtionist doctor walked in a (old white man with a gray beard) sat down and called us by the wrong names and we said that it wasn't are names and we told him are names. then, we went into a conference room and it had a long dark brown table and 12 chairs at the table. we sat at the end and then students started to come in there were more women than men and then school desks appeared on the other half of this conference room and a erase board appeared on the wall. the doctor then started talking about various medical things and we did not have a clue why cause we were still sitting there and he hadn't even helped us. then before i knew it some of the students started to leave and then all of a sudden my husband was gone also and it was just me and a few medical students sitting there. i know that the students did mention something about oprah. that was all of that dream. help what does this dream mean? no rude answers please thanks

short story , please review? A letter came .It said I was hired!!!!!!!!! I had been appointed as Editor to the countries main broadsheet. A job I never applied for. Curious! Perhaps they had come to their senses and accepted my weekly grumbles in the reader’s column about the ills of the publication and the world at large. The letter said I was to report to work on Monday. On Monday at 8.30 AM dressed in my best tie I reported the offices to of The Daily Wire. Upon introduction of my purpose at their offices to the receptionist, I found myself seated next to two Gentlemen. They seemed unsure of themselves and were shifting uneasily, watching the receptionist with the corner of their eyes. An intercom buzzed. The receptionist answered it and mumbled something into the receiver. She then got out of her seat and said “Mr. John Smith you can go in through that door “and smiled broadly, while pointing towards the door to the left of me. I stood up from the seat and entered the door way. The receptionist smiled broadly as she walked through the office until we came to a large conference room which seemed to have been made smaller by the large oval desk that covered the length and breath of the room. One half of the table was full of creatures that hushed themselves as we made an entrance. I assumed they were my future minions. The other half of the table was empty save the plush leather chairs that stood by it. These are the Messer’s John Smith, Said the secretary, grinning at the gathering. Messer’s? There was nothing plural about me. I was very much THE John Smith in the room. Or so I thought before turning around. The two gentlemen from the reception had followed us and were now shaking hands with those across the table, introducing themselves as John Smith. Flabbergasted and confused; I followed suit. The Non John Smith side of the table had an elected Speaker. He told us to sit down .We did. ‘I am the Editor in chief, Paul Astor; we are very pleased to have you three gentlemen joining us as Editors today’. I couldn’t contain myself any longer. ‘Might I say there seems to be some sort of mistake? Because I am the one who got the letter of appointment. I am your new Editor?’ The other two John Smith’s looked incredulously. ‘No I am’ they chorused. They turned to each other with shock and then at myself. Something smelt quite fishy here. ‘We all seem to be’ said I as I observed the gaggle of faces before us. ‘I can understand your confusion gentleman let me explain better. We at the newspaper recently discovered that you three gentleman were writing more articles to the paper than anyone else. We also realized that each of you caused more controversy amongst the readers with your opinions that all seemed very liberal and always seemed to open up debate and ultimately sell more news papers. We wanted you on our side, so we decided to hire the three of you’ ‘How can all three of us be Editors at the same time? ‘Said the stouter John Smith next to me. ‘Well you all have the same name, very identical writing styles and almost the same opinions on most things, so the way we see it John Smith the editor could do three times the work of John smith in the singular’ I didn’t know if I was supposed laugh or cry at the proposition. It isn’t every day that you become editor of the Daily Wire! the proposition still seemed sweet to me . It sure beat, selling train tickets. A very long pause. Fidgeting … The stouter John Smith, rose up from the chair ‘ ‘I am sorry Ladies and Gentleman, I won’t be able to take this appointment I will not be comfortable sharing my job with anyone else’. After shaking his hand and bidding the room goodbye he walked out of the room. Silence set in again .Uncomfortable silence until the other John smith who was still left next to me, looked at Mr. Astor and meekly mumbled ‘How much will this position pay?’ Sixty Five thousand pounds, excluding benefits and bonuses! Lean John Smith turned pale. ‘But but ...he stammered’ Clearing his voice he said he couldn’t take the job and walked out. All though his murmurings were faint I gathered that sixty grand was less than he made in two months. Then there was me. I was the only one left! As lean John smith departed from the room, the non john smiths all broke out into applause. ‘Congratulations Mr. Smith said Mr. Astor’ ‘Looks like you are our new Editor! You passed our test!’ ‘What test?’ ‘We wanted to test if you really wanted the Job Mr. Smith. For years we had admired your articles and opinions. Once on the tube I overheard a lady who always seemed to carry a red bag telling her companion that the only reason she bought our paper daily is to check if john smith had anything published. I observed this regularly. I remember her very distinctly because she always carried a thick red bag which was always too large for her to contain in one seat. We seemed to We seemed to catch the tube at the same time most evenings. I have watched her read your submissions every week. She often declares that the only reason she buys the newspaper is to read your articles. One day she even had all the rest of the passengers laughing at your witty comments. I am not a stupid man Mr. Smith. . I wanted that for our magazine but I also wanted to know if you wanted the Job. That is why we hired Messer’s john smith one and two, who are actually junior reporters for our magazine to do a spot of acting for us. We wanted to know if you wanted the Job or not .Now we know you do! So welcome to The Wire!’ I had a hard time adjusting to what I was hearing. A lady in a train wanting to read my articles?. I couldn’t help but feel quite chuffed at my luck, strange as it seemed. At this point the only thing sensible for me to do was accept the Job. So I did. Mr. Astor said I was to come first thing on Tuesday to my new office to take up work .As I left the office building I passed a corner shop; I caught sight of my wife. She had no idea that I was watching her. She seemed anxious and was observing the doorway of THE WIRE. Then it struck me. Her bag was red! It always was.

please give me your comments on this short story? A letter came .It said I was hired ! I had been appointed as Editor to the countries main broadsheet. A job I never applied for. Curious! Perhaps they had come to their senses and accepted my weekly grumbles in the reader’s column about the ills of the publication and the world at large. The letter said I was to report to work on Monday. On Monday at 8.30 AM dressed in my best tie I reported the offices to of The Daily Wire. Upon introduction of my purpose at their offices to the receptionist, I found myself seated next to two Gentlemen. They seemed unsure of themselves and were shifting uneasily, watching the receptionist with the corner of their eyes. An intercom buzzed. The receptionist answered it and mumbled something into the receiver. She then got out of her seat and said “Mr. John Smith you can go in through that door “and smiled broadly, while pointing towards the door to the left of me. I stood up from the seat and entered the door way. The receptionist smiled broadly as she walked through the office until we came to a large conference room which seemed to have been made smaller by the large oval desk that covered the length and breath of the room. One half of the table was full of creatures that hushed themselves as we made an entrance. I assumed they were my future minions. The other half of the table was empty save the plush leather chairs that stood by it. These are the Messer’s John Smith, Said the secretary, grinning at the gathering. Messer’s? There was nothing plural about me. I was very much THE John Smith in the room. Or so I thought before turning around. The two gentlemen from the reception had followed us and were now shaking hands with those across the table, introducing themselves as John Smith. Flabbergasted and confused; I followed suit. The Non John Smith side of the table had an elected Speaker. He told us to sit down .We did. ‘I am the Editor in chief, Paul Astor; we are very pleased to have you three gentlemen joining us as Editors today’. I couldn’t contain myself any longer. ‘Might I say there seems to be some sort of mistake? Because I am the one who got the letter of appointment. I am your new Editor?’ The other two John Smith’s looked incredulously. ‘No I am’ they chorused. They turned to each other with shock and then at myself. Something smelt quite fishy here. ‘We all seem to be’ said I as I observed the gaggle of faces before us. ‘I can understand your confusion gentleman let me explain better. We at the newspaper recently discovered that you three gentleman were writing more articles to the paper than anyone else. We also realized that each of you caused more controversy amongst the readers with your opinions that all seemed very liberal and always seemed to open up debate and ultimately sell more news papers. We wanted you on our side, so we decided to hire the three of you’ ‘How can all three of us be Editors at the same time? ‘Said the stouter John Smith next to me. ‘Well you all have the same name, very identical writing styles and almost the same opinions on most things, so the way we see it John Smith the editor could do three times the work of John smith in the singular’ I didn’t know if I was supposed laugh or cry at the proposition. It isn’t every day that you become editor of the Daily Wire! the proposition still seemed sweet to me . It sure beat, selling train tickets. A very long pause. Fidgeting … The stouter John Smith, rose up from the chair ‘ ‘I am sorry Ladies and Gentleman, I won’t be able to take this appointment I will not be comfortable sharing my job with anyone else’. After shaking his hand and bidding the room goodbye he walked out of the room. Silence set in again .Uncomfortable silence until the other John smith who was still left next to me, looked at Mr. Astor and meekly mumbled ‘How much will this position pay?’ Sixty Five thousand pounds, excluding benefits and bonuses! Lean John Smith turned pale. ‘But but ...he stammered’ Clearing his voice he said he couldn’t take the job and walked out. All though his murmurings were faint I gathered that sixty grand was less than he made in two months. Then there was me. I was the only one left! As lean John smith departed from the room, the non john smiths all broke out into applause. ‘Congratulations Mr. Smith said Mr. Astor’ ‘Looks like you are our new Editor! You passed our test!’ ‘What test?’ ‘We wanted to test if you really wanted the Job Mr. Smith. For years we had admired your articles and opinions. Once on the tube I overheard a lady who always seemed to carry a red bag telling her companion that the only reason she bought our paper daily is to check if john smith had anything published. I observed this regularly. I remember her very distinctly because she always carried a thick red bag which was always too large for her to contain in one seat. We seemed to 8 months ago

Is your company hiring? I Got Fired Today. I know this is a long diatribe, but I need to explain! I walked into work this morning at about 8:53 this morning and was surprisingly greeted by my V.P. I thought to myself, "That's odd... I didn't even know he knew I still work here?" He asked me if I knew what time it was because I am normally scheduled to be there at 8am Monday-Friday. I replied, "No, a lion attacked me on the way into work this morning. Lost my watch in the struggle. Enough about me, how can I be of assistance to you today, Mr. (****)?" Needless to say, he didn't find my explanation very endearing :-/ Next thing I knew, I get pulled into the conference room. Thought to myself, "Geesh, I wonder what this is about?" Walked into the room and saw my direct boss and all his lovely cohorts. They presented me my last four annual reviews and wished to go over them in detail. I laughed and told them to cut to the chase. Whadya know? They had termination papers for me to sign. "Sure." A couple handshakes and then asked for a small box to pack my belongings. They obliged. Got back to my cubicle w/one of those white Office Max "On-the-Go" file boxes and packed five years worth of stuff. For the last time, I sat in my squeaky chair that never fit me right in all the years I'd been there. Only reason I kept it was because I knew the sound annoyed the shit out of my cubemate. In fact, one day he tried to mace it with WD-40. I lied and told him that I am severly allergic to it. He pouted for me to get a new chair and mumbled a couple swear words. I giggled so hard inside my head to a point that my face turned red. I just blamed the redness on the sight of the WD-40 can. Anyhow, back to my packing... found a lot of nothing. It hit me that I never really did "set up shop" like everyone else there at work had. You go into some cubes where the ladies have fuzzy arm sleeves for their chairs, hand-knitted blankets for their lap, a plethora of family/friends photos, personal lamps, small fish bowls, and enough plants sitting around to open up a plant nursery. Me? Well, I found the belongings that I had accumulated over five years: *Microwave pop-corn (take your pick, I have 4 flavors ranging from "Movie Theatre Butter" to Kettle!) *43 packets of Taco Bell's Mild sauce *12 packets of Morton's Salt *5 packets of pepper *3 packets of mustard *1 can of Campell's Chunky Beef Barley *3 Cup of Noodles (beef flavor) *2 Top Ramen Packs (beef flavor again) *a box of Quaker Oatmeal "Weight Control" (yeah, no interest... lady a work gave it to me 2 yrs ago) *4 boxes of Girl Scout cookies that I bought months ago (Thin Mint, Samoas, Peanut Butter Patties) *1 white bowl and tons of plasticware *and finally, travel and financial magazines dating back to 2006. Yep, that's it folks! No pictures, no plants, no fish. Oh, wait... I have one last item I found that hit a soft spot... it's Christmas ornament that was given to me by a co-worker last year. He gives them out every year and they're kinda cute considering he's a big Samoan dude w/a tribe of pooh-pooh makers at home. They make them out of clothes pins. Moral of my story: Don't eat too much red meat and salty foods - leads to kidney stones. PS: Let me know if you're hiring :-)

Can someone read my story and tell me what you think? “Hello, sir. I am very sorry for bringing these papers in so late. I promise, it won’t happen again.” I said to Mr. Larson. “Oh, really? Should I believe you, Matt? Should I? Every time your boss came here, it was a day late. Do you think I should consider your promise?” he questioned me. “Yes, sir. I will do my best next time.” “Next time.” He grumbled, hardly audible. I left the papers on his desk and walked out of his office. I was almost at the elevator, when I heard Mr. Larson’s voice, full with desperation. “Matt! Wait! You have to help me!” he yelled.”I need you to present our next product. Mr. Smith is out and it seems he is not getting back soon. Here, this is the list of what you need to talk about.” He said, handing me some papers. “And… Good luck.” What? How was I supposed to do that? I mean, I have done this before, but those times I knew what I was talking about. I scanned the papers, but I couldn’t read further more than the title. Motorcycle tires? This is going to be a disaster, I thought as I entered the conference room. I was stunned. Completely stunned. Ten business men were sitting in shiny black chairs. I could see after their facial expression that they couldn’t wait to get out of here. One man looked like he was sleeping, actually. Mr. Larson and his secretary were leaning against the doors. “Hello, gentlemen!” I shouted. That seemed to wake the sleeping man up. I decided to go straight to the subject. “Have you ever ridden your motorcycle” this was sounding so bad,” and, ohm, thought that your tires weren’t… good enough?” I started sweating. Oh great. Mr. Larson slapped his forehead silently. “Well, we have what you need!” I tried to sound enthusiastic.” The… Milly-billy Tires,” Mr. Larson smiled, like that was such a great idea. I could just imagine those men walking down the street, seeing me, and then turning back. ”have everything that you need. They are…” I thought quickly of some adjectives for motorcycle tires “really… black and… easy to…um…set up and really rubbery and… Milly-Billy good!” I forced a smile. A murmur of disapproval propagated through my audience. I felt like something could just swallow me. I started to make my way to the door, but Mr. Larson motioned to me to go back. This day couldn’t get worse, could it?

Does my story idea sound good? “Hello, sir. I am very sorry for bringing these papers in so late. I promise, it won’t happen again.” I said to Mr. Larson. “Oh, really? Should I believe you, Matt? Should I? Every time your boss came here, it was a day late. Do you think I should consider your promise?” he questioned me. “Yes, sir. I will do my best next time.” “Next time.” He grumbled, hardly audible. I left the papers on his desk and walked out of his office. I was almost at the elevator, when I heard Mr. Larson’s voice, full with desperation. “Matt! Wait! You have to help me!” he yelled.”I need you to present our next product. Mr. Smith is out and it seems he is not getting back soon. Here, this is the list of what you need to talk about.” He said, handing me some papers. “And… Good luck.” What? How was I supposed to do that? I mean, I have done this before, but those times I knew what I was talking about. I scanned the papers, but I couldn’t read further more than the title. Motorcycle tires? This is going to be a disaster, I thought as I entered the conference room. I was stunned. Completely stunned. Ten business men were sitting in shiny black chairs. I could see after their facial expression that they couldn’t wait to get out of here. One man looked like he was sleeping, actually. Mr. Larson and his secretary were leaning against the doors. “Hello, gentlemen!” I shouted. That seemed to wake the sleeping man up. I decided to go straight to the subject. “Have you ever ridden your motorcycle” this was sounding so bad,” and, ohm, thought that your tires weren’t… good enough?” I started sweating. Oh great. Mr. Larson slapped his forehead silently. “Well, we have what you need!” I tried to sound enthusiastic.” The… Milly-billy Tires,” Mr. Larson smiled, like that was such a great idea. I could just imagine those men walking down the street, seeing me, and then turning back. ”have everything that you need. They are…” I thought quickly of some adjectives for motorcycle tires. “really… black and… easy to…um…set up and really rubbery and… Milly-Billy good!” I forced a smile. A murmur of disapproval propagated through my audience. I felt like something could just swallow me. I started to make my way to the door, but Mr. Larson motioned to me to go back. This day couldn’t get any worse, could it? Ok. Thank you for alll the comments. This story is getting a lot better now. It's not only about a bussines man. It's really going to get non-boring. It's a story about men and dolphin. But, anyway, thanks.

please help with grammer/punctuation? please correct the following sentences if there are any errors (verb agreement, comma and semicolon placement, spelling, or word choice). 1. Unfortunately the seminar has been canceled. 2. Miller & Sons have opened a retail store in Lima Ohio. 3. Murray Jeffereson who joined the firm just 18 months ago has been appointed as manager. 4. The attornies tried to exclaim the terms of the settlement to their client. 5. After the meeting. 6. The meeting sight has been changed from the conference room to the auditorium, therefore, more people can attend. 7. The sofa, not the ottoman or the chairs, are on sale. 8. Sally Bard Hank and Hugh have agreed to be canidates. 9. Any staff member who may come into contact with a bio hazard while on the job, should have access to protective devices such as gloves masks and goggles. 10. The first group of volunteers are leaving today. The second tomorrow. Thank you!

Guys...help me?? do you think he'd mind or he'd be disgusted? feeling insecure? well i'm in h.s. and i really like this guy...i know he feels the same as well...he hasn't asked me out yet, but i know he's going to very very soon....we flirt constantly...and i mean CONSTANTLY..but today at school...we were in the library, in a conference room that is secluded from the rest of the library...students can go in there if they have group projects, need to talk louder, etc..we were the only ones in there...we were doing an assigment..and although there were many chairs in there, he was flirting so he patted his legs motioning for me to sit...i wanted to badly..but the thing is i have a boney butt...and i thought he'd dislike that..i mean i'm not thin..and i've heard guys say i have a nice butt but it is still a bit boney..i know this because when i was a little kid, i used to sit on my older sister's lap and my mom's and they'd say the same thing...i just know i do lmao... so my question is, do you think he'd dislike it??? or do you think he would still enjoy it?? i feel quite insecure..and he has asked me this many times but i always found a way out...also i heard that sitting on a guy's lap is kind of sl****?? is that true?? i mean, we're just flirting.... thanks! :)

Wedding reception at the aquarium? Originally we were either having our reception on the poolside deck or in the conference room of the condos where by fiance's mom owns a condo, both of which would come free of charge since the future mil owns a condo there. I have seen multiple weddings use the same reception venues and they were beautiful. It seemed like a great idea, as it would be very close since we are getting married on the beach in front of the condo. Here's the problem: We just found out that they each seat only 50-75 people (I'd never paid much attention to the number of people before) and our guest list is closer to 100-150, depending on how many people actually come (200 invites--gotta include all those great aunts, but they won't come--100 will definitely be here--another 50 or so are maybes). We also have a little bit more money to spend than we'd originally thought. What do you think about the Texas State Aquarium? We can get the Gulf of Mexico building ( http://www.texasstateaquarium.org/privateevents_rentaquarium.cfm ) for $2600. This includes 4 hours for 100 people (an extra charge, not much, for more), 17 tables, 100 chairs, 17 tablecloths, 2 security guards, set-up and clean-up, etc. Everything except for catering, centerpieces (I want to do my own anyway), and entertainment (we're playing music on an iPod and the BM and MOH are MCs) are included. Would you do it? What would you think if you were a guest? The travel time would be approximately 25 minutes, although I've been to weddings where it was longer. We would provide transportation for out-of-town guests. I expected it to be closer to 5K...I was excited when I found out it was only half that! Glad I asked :O)

HUGE crush on my TA? I feel ridiculous posting this online of all places but here goes--- I have a huge crush on my TA and now that the semester is over, I really want to just take the chance and say something to him even though the chances that he feels the same are next to nothing. But sometimes I get the impression that he does like me, or maybe I just imagined it cause I want to believe it. Our class is really small, there's about 7 people. It's like a conference room setting, we all sit around a big table to go over stuff. But most of the time he sits next to me even though there are plenty of other chairs available and sometimes he'll scribble notes for me onto my notebook. I catch him looking at me sometimes but that could be because he wants me to answer a question. Lol, I think I might be reading too much into this. How should I go about talking to him without being too obvious and making an ass out of myself?

Accident compensation... tooth problem. please read.? Hi all, I am having a problem here. Two days ago my university had a postgraduate student conference, which I planned voluntarily (I did not get paid for that) as part of the organisation committee. When the conference finished, and while everyone else were drinking wine at the wine reception, even though we asked for people to help us take all the chairs used for the conference to a room in floor 4 (the lecture room where the colloquium took place was in floor 1) only 3 people were volunteered (myself, another girl from the organisation committee and a man) while everybody else preferred to go to the wine reception instead. Somebody had to do it, and as a committee member I had to deal with it. So, all three of us started carrying chairs from floor 1 to floor 4, and the chairs were really heavy. We had to carry them in twos and threes and open at least three doors. At some point I was holding two heavy chairs (the ones with the attached desks on them) and as I tried to open the one of the doors to pass (the doors were extremely narrow) the door closed straight on my face, my lips started bleeding immediately. Half an hour afterwards, my lips were very swollen and two of my front teeth were in pain but not broken. Two days have passed after the conference, one of my two front teeth is in pain, and it is getting greyish (tooth discolouration). It may never recover and get back to its initial white colour. The point is that I recently got married and I had paid at least 300 pounds for cosmetic dentistry and teeth whitening, so all my teeth were nice and white before the accident. I haven't gone to the dentist yet, but I am thinking of doing so in the beginning of next week (my sister, who lives abroad, is a dentist and she told me to wait a bit to see if the tooth will recover and get back to its normal colour). As the tooth is still in pain and it's getting darker, I have started thinking if I should ask for compensation from the university. The reason is that not only I did not get paid to organise nearly everything (they said they would pay us to start with and then they changed their mind-but I did not mind, I did it for experience) but now I am in risk of losing one of my front teeth and id I go have it fixed and replace it with a crown, according to my calculations, it may cost me over 250 pounds. What would you do if you were me?

in need of rescue/escape plan? work is too much? ok so the guy im dating is stuck at work with 2 meetings today and wants out. i thought about running in his office, and asking the receptionist where he was, tie him to a rolly chair, and pushing him out of the building screaming obsenities so no one would follow us. But then again.....all the ladies in his office have the hots for him and wouldnt tell me which office he's in, or which conference room. any ideas on how i can bust my man out? he's already had an "emergency at home" 3 times in the past 2 weeks.... get creative ppl

What do you think of this non-poem, poem? I put this here because I can't find the right category for it. It's more like Flash Fiction, but whatever. Window panes. Do you see them? Good, now can you see the glass forming in between them? Okay, what do you see outside the window? That won't do, I want you to see a city landscape. Excellent. Now I want you to see walls. White walls. Good, good. Now see the rest of the room. I want you to see a long conference table, and swiveling chairs. Okay, now you need to see people. Greedy, stuffy, bigoted faces. They are all staring at you. Now put this room in a building. What floor are you on? Now that won't do, you need to be higher. About thirty floors higher. Good, good. Now, I want you to focus your attention back on the window. How big is it? Bigger, make the whole wall a window. Okay, now here's what I want you to do, I want you to run towards the window and break through the glass. Excellent.

is this good for a book im not doneyet btw? ch. 1 Addition: “Hey Mom I’m home!” Angel called from the doorway, “Are you home? Hello?” “Angel “she swallowed,” baby, please come into the oval conference room. We need to talk please?” she called via intercom in her this-is-something-important-and –sound-like-some-old-guys-secretary voice. Uh oh, what’s going on? She wondered, Ever since she decided first told her about her powers she’s been real freaked out. She thinks there’s something wrong with me just because I can read peoples thoughts. Yes I’m telepathic. It’s not even that I’m that I’m that weird. I just can, that’s it. I can’t help it. I’ve been like this since well forever I guess. She thought angrily. She walked from the front door to the back of the house down the hall and to the right then entered the conference room. “Um what do you need? Oh, hello and you are? First she addressed my mom then the man in a chair across the oval table as she sat down at the table where some folders and a brochure. “I am Dr. Quince-Usher- Austin-Cantwell my colleagues call me Keith. I’m with the B.T.E.G. or the Board of Teens with Extraordinary Gifts. “He paused and ducked down in his chair like she was going to hurl a vase at him. She glared at him then her mom, “Puh-leze, what are you going to do, Keith? Give me a math test? What’s so special about me? So Dr. Q.U.A.C.K what do you think is so “Extraordinary” about me!?” She shrieked as papers swirled wildly around the room. “Oh ok...what’s your point?” “Well, I can help you control your power, perfect it, and make it grow. You can learn.” He spoke softly in a calming voice that just made me want to hurl. “Ok then, but how?” I questioned him sternly. Did I just develop a new power? I never done that before but I’m NOT going to mention that I originally could only read minds. Great, I’m becoming more of a freak everyday. Why couldn’t I just be normal? Why didn’t my mom just stay quite about this? Does she want me to be a freak? “Angel, baby…” she stopped and took a breath; I bet she was thinking that I was going to hurl something at her. Great, now she thinks I’m a monster, “You are going to attend a school in New York. We are moving to a little town called Westchester. It is right outside that town… ok honey?” “Were what?! Moving?! Are you insane?! To New York?! I can’t believe this! I can’t believe you! I don’t have a problem with my powers! I can control them! I shouldn’t have ever told you!” I shouted. Papers swirled, the table shook violently and I looked around the room. My mom was holding on to her chair for dear life and Keith, the doctor, was calm... too calm. His thoughts shouted at me, I know how you feel. I was just like you. Confused, afraid, thinking “Oh my gawd, she thinks I’m a monster… but trust me, she doesn’t read her thoughts…“ He spoke to me without speaking out loud, just creepy really creepy.

Was it all in my head? It all started in Art Class, early 2006. On the First day of class i was late and the only seat that was empty was next to a Russian guy. When i sat next to him he looked at me in a state of confusion, looking at me back and forth. Afterwards i started sitting one row behind him, i started staring at him first and i'll notice he would turn around and stare back at me.The class grew smaller in size because most of the students withdrew the course. I made the bold decision of sitting on his row ( bear in mind that my art class was like a conference room each table were together and you can slide around in your chair). Our row was empty it was just us two and eight empty seats, i was in one end of the corner. The next week he started sitting right next to me. There would be times when our arms would touch for several mins but he would later pull away. I once hit his legs by mistake because his legs were right next to mine. I said sorry and he just smiled and laughed and told me it was ok. during this period he would stare at me in the hallways and that made me uncomfortable. He would stare at me for about 2 mins without turning his head anywhere else, his eyes just on me. But i lowered my head and looked down so we didnt have eye contact. Soon after 3 months he started ignoring me and everything changed. At the end of the semester it was I now who was trying to get his attention. After that we never saw each other again. Until last week Fall semester 2007..i saw him in one of his classes but he didnt notice me. I want to finally go up to him and talk! my question is was this all in my head? was there anything there? was he gay? or was i just assuming things? Thanks guys i don't have any gay friends and im not open with my sexuality yet.

in need of an escape/rescue plan......HELP PLEASE? ok so the guy im dating is stuck at work with 2 meetings today and wants out. i thought about running in his office, and asking the receptionist where he was, tie him to a rolly chair, and pushing him out of the building screaming obsenities so no one would follow us. But then again.....all the ladies in his office have the hots for him and wouldnt tell me which office he's in, or which conference room. any ideas to bust my man out? oh comon ppl......get creative he's already had an "emergency at home" 3 times in the past 2 weeks lol

What do these dreams mean and are they connected? Ok, here is a little info on the two co-stars of the dream. The first is lets call him Gregory the hot blonde haired, blue eyed all American boy football player. I hate myself for it, but I have had a crush on him since 8th grade year so about one and a half years. The second is my cousin Alyssa who is the daughter of my mothers identical twin Rosemerrie. We have been trying to one up each other since we met when I was seven and she nine. Like, getting something better and more expensive and who is pretty and has a better body. She hates me because I always steal the attention of the adults, her mom being one of them. The adults constantly go on about how much I resemble Rosemerrie and Rosetta ( my mom ) and how charming I am ( what does that even mean? ). Ok, here is what I remember of the dreams. Ok, it started out with me and my friend Emily running down a long dark hallway. Someone was following us, but I couldn't see there face. Then, the scene switches to me being thrown into a white ( or black in this case ) room. A dim light went on over head but I couldn't see anything because it was swinging back and forth. A voice came on overhead repeatedly telling me to spill my guts and give the location of the others. I yelled back that I didn't know what the hell they were talking about. The voice stopped and the room went black again. The door opened in what seemed like hours to the dream me later revealing Gregory giving me a Cheshire Cat like smile and a boy that looked exactly ike him. But, the second boy was decked out in a Breaking Benjamin hoodie like the one I always wear and dark wash jeans with a chain on them. They lead me to this abandoned and run down warehouse in what used to be Huntington that held ten other kids that they said were like us. I didn't know what they meant by that. I didn't recognize anyone there. All I remember after that was being in a small conference room that reminded me of a room in my old elementary ( he went to a different one, I think ). Second, dream. My cousin Alyssa was at our neighbors pool with us that they let us use when ever we want. While, I was swimming I could feel someone pull me down as I got random flashes of an older me ( 19 or 20 years old ) making out with a brunette guy that looked like Taylor York from the band Paramore that reminds me of my crush in a room I have never seen. When I finally got to the surface I saw Alyssa sitting in a chair glaring at me as if she was envious of what I saw. She started calling me a whore and other stuff out of nowhere. I went back to my house and into my room and it was my room from when I was seven or eight. I shook my head and went down stairs where all my cousin were eating ice cream from McDonald's and I was no longer fifteen but eighteen. Guess who was on the couch cuddling up to Alyssa. If you guessed Gregory you were correct. Alyssa sent me an "I win" look as my dad was going on about how nice Gregory was for buying us all ice cream. Then, the brunette guy walks in and kisses me. When, he asks me if I'm ready to go on our date I say yes while sending Alyssa a "I'm no longer playing look". TopgunNanotech: Sure.

im a writer( not proffesional) and i write many books tell me what you think of this one plz much apreciated!! theres are punctuation due to it being a plan ...... The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can might either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his made side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is u shake one mans hand you shake every ones. Menacingly he walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting of guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sounder of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th. It was going to be the most epic battle and it wasn’t about winning it was about giving respect to there devotion to how badly they wanted to keep the winning streak going .

im write stories, not profesional but tell me wat u think of first chapter wud u buy if if i publised and y? The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. Menacingly he walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine expression. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”.

Where's the strangest place you've ever had SEX? try to beat mine!? I want to explore different ideas and places for my boyfriend and I but not let him in on it.........hopefully the answers are very unusual because i would like to beat my last record! here's mine; 2am--In a Dental office--in the Dental Chair reclined all the way down--by the "none other" Dentist !!!! <<<Ex-boyfriend It was his practice so he had the keys of course-we decided to raid his workplace- candles and wine in the conference room before the oral examination! Too bad he gone now! But nontheless--I want something new and exciting for my new guy of 8 months! Soooo bring on some ideas please... :)

im a writer tell me what you think of my new novel. some of 1st chapter? By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. sorry wrong area to put it in but tell me if u like plz?

im a writer and am writing a new novel here is some of the 1st chapter tell me any comment plz( no punctuation By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.

im a writer and am writing a new book, tell me what you think of this text from 1 chapter no punctuation init By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.

heres part of my new novel, tell me what you think im a writer for leather studio books, woulod u read more? By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.

tell me what you think of my new book. its only part of chapter 1 would you like to read more? By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.

Need Help! What does My Dream Mean? OK so I was like under arrest or something I was basically locked in this room with like 5 other people and it was kinda like a conference room we were all warning black and the room was just...bland...like navy blue carpet so nothing of consequence. Some how I got out and I was talking with someone on the outside, i was dressed in all black haha ski mask and all, except I had 3 balloons tied to me. they were all like a greenish color with white ribbons coming down. all of a sudden i had like a flash back or something and I was following a guy with a green back pack walking in the middle of the woods next to a road. then I was back to the conversation. I noticed that while we were talking, this guy was in a ski mask (the color kept on changing from red to green both were very vibrant) and he had a balloon too (it too was switching from red to green, but if the mask was green the balloon would be red and vice versa) but this guy was starring at me. I noticed that a guard had noticed i was out and he chased me, caught me and escorted me back to the holding place. by this time there were a TON of people in the room, and they all kept coming up to me and saying stuff like, " are you THE Megan?!" it was like I was really important or something i don't know...but the guard came in and popped my balloons taking the ties away too. As he was popping my balloons, more people were coming in one of them looked like one of my old time friends so I tapped him and as he turned around he changed to another one of my guy friends who i go to school with. more people came up to me trying to see if I was "that" Megan and I guess I was, I stood up on this chair and started to tell everyone that the guard had popped our balloons so we were going to have to find another way out but the guard was listening in so I stopped and told them I'd tell them later. I went to the door and it was unlocked. then i woke up.

im writing a novel heres a piece of text out of 2nd chapter? wud u read more? give me comments plz? 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks.

Is my Vamp plot line interesting and different? Demetrios Avalon Cisnero (Oz) is like 'Angelus' from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series (or the guy from Forever Knight) point is he is doing good deeds fighting off evil. Over the course of time the question becomes (like with John Constantine of Blaze) will he be able to regain a soul, repent and balk all of the religious scripture and be granted salvation? --- Saber Ashton is protecting Oz by making sure he isn't killed by stronger evil forces that could thwart Oz's redemption. She plans on sneaking in to Heaven without a soul. --- Viancu is a Nephilim (the offspring of an Angel and Human and by religious texts is considered an abomination so he is shunned by Heaven, Hell and Humans) who feels if any 'creature' without a soul deserves forgiveness and a second chance why not the child of an Angel and God's creations humans? So he is trying to make sure that Demetrios doesn't succeed. Oz Avalon walked off the elevator and immediately turned to his right, the smell of seven other-worldlies clinging to the air like corpses on a hot day in the city morgue when the air conditioner is on the blitz. The heavy door fairly swung open at his touch. “Welcome and come in.” said a voice coming from the furthest, darkest shadow in the dimly lit conference room. A male and female who looked like twins sat with sneers on their faces to his right. “Syriana, Sire, please excuse us while we adults speak.” The voice commanded firmly but with affection. Following instructions without question, Syriana slithered from her seat turning into a large Komodo Dragon just outside the threshold, Sire taking flight as a large bird of prey, swooping off down the hall behind her. “Nuri.” said the voice. The woman off to Avalon’s left shimmered into nothingness as she crossed into the hall leaving behind the scent of ocean and sea in the air. “Would you like me to leave as well?” a fourth man asked barely moving his lips. “Nikolae, we may finish this bit of business, later.” Nikolae stood, bowed reverently and at the door sent a growl back through the air which Avalon felt more than heard. A third man left of his own accord nothing obvious about him yet Avalon knew somehow that he was a very powerful Shaman. With a solemn nod and a smile filled with malice, “My sincerest apologies.” he said closing the door. Sound was shut out like a vacuum, the room hung in even more shadows, and the air no longer seemed to carry a dangerous charge and yet he still felt the hairs on his neck standing up. Avalon turned back to the lone figure in the room with him. “Sebastian Marchello, so nice to finally make your acquaintance, you are not an easy one to find.” Avalon flung himself across the room at his adversary with all the power he could muster but landed not even a foot away from where he started, he legs jarred as he hit the ground hard, with no finesse. His head rang with the effort to stay standing. The man in the corner moved imperceptibly baring long white fangs. A small elegant hand stopped the advancing man. When the chair spun around to face Avalon, the most amazing beauty sat before him. She put up her hand waving the man out who did as was commanded, before she steepled her long fingers just below her picturesque face. She was the color of brown sun kissed honey with a pearlescent coating. Her eyes such a deep sparkling brown they looked like blackened gemstones glittering in her ethereal skin. Her voice though deep held the song of the Sirens and held the lure of sensual succubus dreams. Her lips were the perfect cupid kiss, full in a gorgeous heart shape done in a subtle tone that accented her Egyptian heritage. Her long black hair pulled back fiercely matched the winged eyebrows and the sooty dusting of long dark lashes with a few stray curls escaping and giving her the look of an innocent despite what he knew her to be. He was mesmerized by her and knew it was partially due to her power and age. Avalon tried to pull himself out of the stupor and lunge again only to land on one knee barely any closer to his target. “Save your energy,” her voice was light and mocking, “even if you are not smart enough to stay out of the Lion’s den at least be smart enough to assess your enemy first, Demetrios Avalon Cisnero.” “Where is Sebastian I can feel him?” “Perhaps.” She said in a deceptively casual tone, “But I doubt it. This particular space exists in chaos, outside of the natural order of things. In other words it levels the playing field by removing the powers of alpha creatures like yourself.” The woman rocked the chair casually back and forth as Avalon tried to determine his next course of action. The information she’d given him definitely threw a wrench into his plan, but even if he could act on it he still needed, “Sebastian?” He asked narrowing his eyes. “I prefer to go by Saber now. Saber Ashton of Saber Capital and Venture Investments.”

HOW SHOULD I ASK HIM OUT?? HELP ME PLZ!! I SUCK AT THIS..? I know i'v been asking this same question..but i need more opinions FLIRTING ADVICE? PRESENTATION OR INTEREST? I NEED ADVICE! WHAT DO U GUYS THINK?? IM GAY..? ugh i just need some opinions...im a wierdo..lol Is he flirting or interested..?? People stare when they do presentations and focus on whoever is staring back..it helps them calm their nerves... So my boss calls me in for a meeting..and introduces me to this super HOT sales director...crazy hot...obnoxiously goodlooking...total gay face..he looked like an attractive gay man...he was very much into his appearance..much like i am...but he could be a metro str8 guy in sales... I was a lil annoyed cuz i'm at work i look like im at work..lol... so as we're walking to the conference room he asks me how my day was..and it was awkward..like my boss really wanted me to talk to him.. so before he starts his presentation he stares right into my eyes...a very severe stare..his eyes got a lil watery and red....then i thought 'whoa stop staring him your gonna make him cry'.. so he does his lil presentation...directly at me!!! there are like 5 other ppl in the room...92% of his eye contact was directed right at my pupils.... and he talked about clients and 'building honesty..' and he stared right at me....... i had been having a pretty stressful day..so i dont know if i was imagining things... but i think he was flirting with me!! In his presentation he mentioned how he lives by the beach...and he gazed right at me... he also grabbed a chair and sat on it facing me...he kept moving..different positions facing toward me... at the end of the presentation...my boss said to me..'so wat do you think? any comments' and i was just like..'um....ugh its a great idea..' then the guy ended his presentation...saying..' so if u guys need my contact info..or if you know any of you want my contact info..uhm...' and my boss was like...'they can get it thru me..' it was wierd how the guy was just staring at me....he's in sales...and i get it..theres a level of selling one self and flirting to come off confident and persuasive.. wat do u guys think? was he flirting or am i tripping?? oh and when i looked at my boss i felt him look at me profile...im not sure i might have been imagining it...but i felt eyes on me.... its wierd like i personally feel he was flirting...but im trying to convince myself it was work related... I was having a stressful day so my judgement might have been a little off...i really wasnt in the mental state to flirt at all....or expect flirting so it through me off... he was goodlooking...but i am too!! was he just nervous doing his presentation and just needed someone to stare and smile at??? SO SHOULD I ASK MY BOSS FOR HIS INFO AND THEN WHAT? ITS GOING TO BE OBVIOUS AND IM GONNA PUT MYSELF IN A LAME POSITION IF IM WRONG...

I NEED ADVICE! WHAT DO U GUYS THINK?? IM GAY..? ugh i just need some opinions... Is he flirting or interested..?? So my boss calls me in for a meeting..and introduces me to this super HOT sales director...crazy hot...obnoxiously goodlooking...I was a lil annoyed cuz i'm at work i look like im at work..lol... so as we're walking to the conference room he asks me how my day was..and it was awkward..like my boss really wanted me to talk to him.. so before he starts his presentation he stares right into my eyes...a very severe stare..his eyes got a lil watery and red....then i thought 'whoa stop staring him your gonna make him cry'.. so he does his lil presentation...directly at me!!! there are like 5 other ppl in the room...92% of his eye contact was directed right at my pupils.... and he talked about clients and 'building honesty..' and he stared right at me....... i had been having a pretty stressful day..so i dont know if i was imagining things... but i think he was flirting with me!! In his presentation he mentioned how he lives by the beach...and he gazed right at me... he also grabbed a chair and sat on it facing me...he kept moving..different positions facing toward me... at the end of the presentation...my boss said to me..'so wat do you think? any comments' and i was just like..'um....ugh its a great idea..' then the guy ended his presentation...saying..' so if u guys need my contact info..or if you know any of you want my contact info..uhm...' and my boss was like...'they can get it thru me..' it was wierd how the guy was just staring at me....he's in sales...and i get it..theres a level of selling one self and flirting to come off confident and persuasive.. wat do u guys think? was he flirting or am i tripping?? oh and when i looked at my boss i felt him look at me profile...im not sure i might have been imagining it...but i felt eyes on me.... its wierd like i personally feel he was flirting...but im trying to convince myself it was work related...

How would you react if someone you never met before french kisses you? So last friday we had farewell party for one of our colleagues who resigned and got another job. Money was collected and they bought him a gift and lunch was planned in the conference room. 99% of the people i work with in the department we only or never sometimes exchange hello. I find them bunch of muppets who are extreme shallow so I wanted to opt out of the lunch. However, some pursueded me and at last I went to see what was going on. I sat and the lunch was ordered from some french restaurant near our work place and they forgot to get the forks so we are supposed to eat with our hands the grilled chicken. So senior colleague right next to me said pls eat and I told her politely I do not eat with out fork and I want to leave this crowded shit however i will not get chance to exit since the place is crowded with simplettons. So another guy pointed at the head of departments and the VP eating with their hands so he said why not eat, I replied dear I understand u r hungry and want to eat but I'm really disappointed whoever ordered. So at that point I heard someone behind me saying what bitch. I didn't bother looking cause I obviously thought he is talking to his friend etc. However, I tried my best to leave while they were still eating so I hear someone walking behind me. I do not glance back unless it is very necessary so I went to my office and one guy who I have never met came inside without knock and I stood up and said yes how can I help you. He sat down and at that point I got irrirated and said dear you need to learn bit of manners regardless whatever you came for; you cannot come uninvited sit on that chair unless you ask me and more over you cannot enter my office. The man looked around 35 40 age group. So he said I find you very disrespecful to walk like that while we are having lunch and I stopped eating my lunch just listening to you dictating to more senior staff than you are and who the hell you are btw? At that point I told him go to the phone book and check who the hell am I and dont bother coming here again. So he stood up and kissed me. I'm still in state of shock seriously. I just stood shocked and he smiled and said my name is John and Im 35 years old and I couldn't even say my name still shocked so he took without permission again my business card and said i will call u. So after 20 minutes he got be lunch and said I will call you. How would you react to this? I found him extremely good looking.

do you like the first part of my story? “When Jack turned around, all he saw was still water where his daughter was swimming a few moments ago.” Lane starred at the TV screen as if it were her first time seeing this news on NBC. She had come to every search engine her mind thought of to tell her that Jane really did disappear; Jane’s dad almost from the shock. As NBC again recited the story, Lane listened with the most care... “As Jack Axelwood ( 41 ) and Jane Axelwood, ( 18 ) were kayaking on the Lake Erie, Jane disappeared after a loud disturbance on the water. There have bin 12 other accounts of the same nature, including, Su-lu-young, Kate, Harry, Maggie, Isabella, Marta, Martha, Ruth, Eibhlin, Bella, Edward, Chris, and Jane, making it 13 cases of missing children and teens, all under 20… And now we turn to Dr. Montgomery….” Lane stopped listening as the Dr. described in boring detail as what he thought happened to the children. Nothing new was heard in this news segment, but maybe in the morning there will be more news. Lane couldn’t stand it any longer. Her step daughter had disappeared the moment she let her out of her sight. And she was pondering the idea a knock came on the door. “Who is it?” Without waiting for an answer she briskly walked to the door and pushed it open. The moment she opened the door a sharp pain hit her on her side, after that, she couldn’t remember nothing for a while, numbness, just numbness. “Stop! Stop! Why are you doing this!? No! Just stop hurting me!!” Behind the closed door of Lane’s torturing cell a treasure hunter stormed in the leaders conference room. “I demand to know why you are torturing that poor woman!” The leader was sitting on his high backed chair, totally oblivious to the treasure hunter’s question. He only looked at him when the treasure hunter threatened to have a rebellion. “I said, I demand to know why you are torturing that poor woman!” The leader, Mr. Dee just put his fingers to his lips making the treasure hunter silence himself. “Listen” Mr. Dee. said. From the other side of the hall, a female voice cries “Ok I’ll tell you everything I know! Please stop hurting me! Stop! I will tell you everything I know about the monster!!!” “That’s why we are torturing her, my friend” said Mr. Dee; “She has information we need to know.” After that, Mr. Dee told Nyle why they did what they did to Lane. “…and after I found out she started to do some private investigating about the disappearance of the kids, she started to go to Lake Erie more often then necessary. So one day I had a spy follow she using the cover of the tourist guide. She took a boat and after three hours can back to shore carrying a very large bundle. When asked what was inside it, she chose not to lie and say something about investigating the “monster.” After that, she stayed in her house for four days! Probably examining the things she found.” Unlike most people, Nyle wasn’t skeptical about what his boss just told him. One thing he learned on this job was to never, never question the boss. They were in a team of 10 people who live on finding treasures and excavating old sites. It didn’t happen often that they found something but when they did, it was enough to support 10 people, most with families, for a few months. So if his boss told him they needed to torture this woman to get their treasures, it was a no questions asked deal. Lane woke up on a soft bed. She had bruises on her hands, arms, and legs. As she opened her eyes, the memories of last night came flooding back into her mind. She lay there for a few minuets wondering if it was all a dream. The second she moved though, she knew it certainly wasn’t. She collapsed at her first attempt to stand on her feet. As she thought about getting up, something hit her, and after that, the numbness returned.

I need a list of questions to ask the reception venue at the walk through? I have my first meeting with the reception venue tomorrow. It's an hour away so I can't run out there every other day when I think of something I want look at or ask. They will be doing the buffet, the tables, chairs and white linens are included. I am bringing in the alcohol. I have to use their bartender. What should I ask them, look at, measure, etc.? So far all I have to ask them is.... How many people fit at each table? When can I arrange a tasting? Here is a link to the venue if it helps. (We are renting two of the conference rooms) http://www.tennessee.gov/environment/parks/MontgomeryBell/

Can you sort out this list and put each one into a category? closest answer gets best answer? Meeting, Conference and Banquet Rooms Disabled Facilities Garden and Courtyard Areas Ample car parking spaces Airport Shuttle Service at $5.00 return fare 6. 24hr reception 24hr Porter Service 250 newly refurbished guest rooms Recreational and fitness facilities Fully Licensed Restaurant and Bar Business Centre Room Service Laundry cleaning service Wakeup service Weddings Services Babysitting services Digital movies 1 GB Broadband Internet access LCD Flat Screen Television Hair dryer Telephone Iron with Ironing Board Desk and Ergonomic Desk Chair Coffee Table and Lounge Chairs Fridge Air conditioning units THE CATEGORIES ARE FACILITIES, SERVICES, PRODUCTS, EQUIPMENT huh why do you think there is a category called Homework help

im at uni and do english, ive wrote 5 novels this is my 6th one plz tell me what you think about it? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow. Half Eight in the morning “Beep Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start and half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Lewis was still in bed a sleep and was to deep in his dream to wake up this is only 1st chapter and bit of 2nd chapter im going to aim for 80 to 90 chapters to finish novel

How do you like the first three chapters of a short teen book I'm writing? Chapter 1: Simply Lucy The hot summer sun shone through the windows in the family room as I sat waiting for something to happen. No matter how high I turned up air conditioning, the rays of heat beat across my body. But I imagine that no matter how high I blasted the a/c I’d still be hot with excitement. I was waiting. Every summer day spent at home was the same. Some down time is always good, but my least favorite part of the summer is always those weeks and weeks of nothing before school begins. Usually, the weeks aren’t as bad because I have something to look forward to, but the international band was done and the next big event was marching band. I’d say that I hate it if I didn’t love playing my trumpet, but nine hours a day of marching back and forth a parking lot under blazing heat breaking only for ten minutes every few hours? Not exactly my idea of fun. However, the people in the band are wonderful enough to make this experience glorious. So why am I dreading it this year? Because of something I learned last year, band is about to become a whole lot more challenging. I consider myself a musician in training, so I’m not dreading the music. I absolutely love playing my trumpet and I really would like to turn this hobby into a career. So I practice religiously and I’ve auditioned for and made a number of bands outside of the school upperclassmen band. This year I made an orchestra hosted by the local music school and that will be my first real orchestra. I’m super excited especially because I’m one of the only sophomore trumpet players to make the orchestra at the local music school ever, except of course for him. He is one of the best trumpet players I have ever heard or at least for a person my age. So naturally, he’s easily found sitting at the top of the section of the most prestige bands and orchestras. To top it off, he goes to my school, lucky me, forever shadowing a prodigy. What this means is no matter how good I get, after he’s graduated, I still get to live in his shadow. Also, no matter how hard I work, I will always be overshadowed by him and never receive the respect I deserve. Oh how I long to cream him! I wish I could challenge him in an epic battle in front of the whole band and take his title from him. Unfortunately, I’m not quite ready to do that yet and even if I could I wouldn’t. Why? For some reason I have fallen head over heels for him. He’s really sweet and sensitive, but most importantly shares my passion for music and trumpet. Being around him makes me feel so empowered and he encourages me every step of the way. I also deeply admire his trumpet playing, his time management ability, and how in his heart he seems to really know why he is here. He has all these wondrous qualities and yet doesn’t boast about it. I suppose one flaw that will make that other girls turn away is that he’s not exactly that good looking. But I still have a strong attraction to him. So I guess because of his personality, it’s no doubt that I like him. Looking at all the time we spend together, one would think, “Hey, Lucy, you have a really good chance with this boy!” but I know better; I don’t stand a chance. For one thing, to him I’m a little girl. He’ll be a senior and I’ll be a sophomore. I know that that is only two years, but last year I was introduced to him as the freshman who will be in his band with him, and I have a reputation for being the young trumpet player. One of my nicknames is “Little Zach” or “Future Zach”, so the young girl is what he will know me as. Another is that I am not attractive either. I’m very fat. I look like I swallowed a whale whole one morning and was too lazy (and too addicted to chocolate) to digest it all. My hair is crazy; mid-length goldish brown hair with bangs that never go the way I want them too. It’s usually in a sloppy mess. I suppose in my defense I have a charismatic smile and people say that my deep blue eyes are pretty. But even they are covered by big glasses. I truly believe that I have the power to fix this, but I suppose I’m just too lazy to get around and start. But I’m not sure if I’m ready for everyone to know about how I like him or that I like him at all. Only three people in this world know about it, myself, one of my best friends and a girl who guessed it out of me and I’ve regretted telling her ever since. I scared and excited for the drama this will bring to the school year between me and Zach and between my best friend and hers (who is a whole new bowl of wax). Not to mention the extremely hard classes I elected to take. But no matter what life will bring for me, I will survive and remain simply Lucy. So this is the story of my sophomore year. Chapter 2: Mary “He responded, he responded!” she circled my chair and plopped on my bed. Her blue eyes were wild with anticipation and excitement. “Maybe this is the start to something! Maybe he’ll finally notice me!” I grinned, entertained with her joy. “Well, what did he say?” “He asked me how my summer was!” I breathed in to reply but then held my breath sharp in my mouth. That’s all? That little comment was what was exciting her so? “Oh,” I said a little melodramatically, “And what did you say?” “I…” she paused sensing how unimpressed I was. She sloughed back a little and sighed. “Do you really think that this means nothing?” “No, no, no, no, no! For your situation right now any form of communication is very good. It just wasn’t much” “Is that bad?” I sighed, “Well, it definitely could be worse.” At this Mary beamed. “Perhaps this could be the start of something!” However her big smile faded away quickly. I didn’t need to ask her what was wrong; I could tell that she knew that nothing would happen. Jumping off the bed, she dragged herself over to my mirror. She played with her short fire-red, bouncy hair and took off her glasses exposing her big, deep blue eyes; comparable to my own. Sighing she breathed, “I suppose he would never love someone as terribly ugly as me.” I shot her a frustrated look. I hate it when she does this. Mary is so pretty but never gives herself any credit for it. I suppose she doesn’t care if the whole world thinks she is gorgeous as long as John doesn’t notice. John is completely different from Zach. Unlike Zach, John is an attractive boy. He has a wonderful smile and dark brown hair which is never consistently the same length. His shoulders are strong and his skin is quite tan. John towers over Mary and Zach as well. However, he also plays trumpet, not very well, but I suppose he’s decent. The main problem with John is he has a dead personality. He’s polite sure, but he says nothing and sits through life as if someone has a gun up to his head. He also barely knows that Mary exists which could prove to be potentially problematic. “You know very well that you’re pretty, you don’t need me to remind you!” “Yes, but then why doesn’t he love me?” “John doesn’t know you!” She paused, clearly contemplating what I had said. “Well maybe, but if I were beautiful he’d want to know me!” “Mary” I turned and faced her, giving her a serious look, “do you honestly think that he is brave enough to walk up to a pretty girl and say ‘hey, you look gorgeous, wanna go out?’ No he’s not. Remember that just because you don’t know him doesn’t mean that I don’t either. But, this year when you sit next to each other in band…” “Oh stop it! You know that I’m not good enough to sit next to him on either side.” “And you also know that you purposely say that stuff so you won’t let yourself down when it doesn’t happen” “I most certainly do not!” She looked a way with an air of discomfort. Mary isn’t a confident girl. She has so many talents and good in her but she can’t see it because she views herself narrowly and one-sided. This is a reason why most people want her to give up on John because he’s blinding her. I suppose you could call me a pro- Mary/John person, I know that she does, but in reality, I’m really just a pro-Mary’s happiness person. I’ll never tell her that because I’m worried about how she’d take knowing that I don’t really care whether she goes out with him or not. That could come off as something it isn’t and ruin our friendship. “I honestly believe that I’m not good enough. I mean listen to yourself, listen to Zach! You guys are AMAZING! And then listen to John, he’s really good! And then listen to me. You’re ears would just… die” “Stop that! You’re not bad! John isn’t all that good and I’m not amazing.” “Come on, you made the orchestra at the U, you’re obviously amazing! Cathy could beat me easy!” “No she couldn’t!” Cathy is another sophomore trumpet player. The band director, Mr. Beirbell, put all of the first chairs of the freshman band into the upperclassmen band. I was already there for my freshman year so that means that Cathy was first chair. I’ll always have a spot in my heart that fears her because she used to be real competition for me until I had a huge trumpet growth spurt. Actually, I owe most of the sudden improvement to her because I wanted to beat her so I practiced and I did. If it weren’t for Cathy I wouldn’t be were I am today. She’s really is no threat to me now and I like her, but I will always keep one eye on her. It’s also important to the dirty part of my soul to be better than her so I never allow myself to think that she’s any good. But I will give her this: Cathy is a good to average sophomore trumpet player. Why Mary thinks that that could beat her, a good to average junior trumpet player, remains a mystery to me. Mary’s only problem is that she is a touch under-practiced and very unconfident. I know that if Mary gave herself some credit and stopped worrying about looking conceited I would have to start watching her! “As much as I like Mr. Beirbell, he’s not that intelligent about chair placements. But he’s honestly not that stupid!” “I want to be good so much!” “Don’t worry about it. You’re fine” “But I’m not amazing! I know I’ll never be anything like you…” “Please don’t. I’m not amazing. I’m just a student.” “Not long. Soon you’ll be a famous professional trumpeter! I know it!” I gave her a weak smile. Yes, I love hearing people say that because it makes me feel like maybe everything wasn’t stolen by Zach. But it really doesn’t mean as much to hear her say it as much as it would from Mr. Beirbell. As sweet as she is, she doesn’t understand how competitive music is. She doesn’t understand that America only needs so many of us and that it’s a dog eat dog world out there. Now, to hear that from someone like Mr. Beirbell who really understands that would be the best thing ever. However, he will never notice me because of Zach. He gave my parents a lecture on how wonderful it would be if I learned from him and how amazing Zach is during my parent-teacher conference. I don’t think he knows how badly that hurts someone who wants to become a professional more than anything else she’s ever wanted. A car horn sounded and Mary was dumped into her mother’s car. This would be the last I would see of her until marching band. I told her I’m looking forward to it, but as I said it a knot formed in my stomach. I’m not sure if it was an excitement knot or a nervous knot. But marching band, like Zach, was a reality I’d have to face sooner or later. Chapter 3: Little Girls and Big Boys “Lucy, hurry you don’t want to be late!” “I’m working on it Mom” The day had come; the first day of marching camp. I cleaned out my trumpet the previous day although cleaning it just to dirty it again was a little pointless. I found my lire, bought sunscreen almost adequate enough for this, found the old marching charts and now all I had to do was fix myself. My hair was crazy. I must not have combed it very well after my shower because my bangs were sticking up in all directions. The round glasses on my face weren’t helping either. I would completely pass as twelve if I weren’t so fat and so freakishly tall. My goal with band is to always look like serious competition; reminding Zach and Mr. Beirbell that I’m a little kid is not desired. However, being late would make a worse impression so I took a comb and dashed it with water. If water could make it crazy maybe it can flatten it also. My mom was pulling out of the driveway when I finally caught up with her and jumped in the car. I think what a lot of people don’t realize about me is how I want to be pretty. People see me as the innocent girl that doesn’t really care about boys or anything. My parents do too and part of my brain wants me to be sweet and innocent. But I have this huge part that longs to be beautiful. I secretly want to be that beautiful girl that all the boys want but no one can touch. The one that makes the boys drool and then plays with them. Reel them in and then push them away without any second thoughts. But the reality is I don’t have that power. I’ve never had a boyfriend before and I don’t think that will change this year. Maybe I can change my image this year. Maybe I can make people see me as a young women and not a freakishly tall two year old. Life would be so much better if people saw that I’m not the little girl I used to be. My trumpet teacher would give me real music, Mr. Beirbell would take me seriously, and maybe Zach would give me the time of day. But these are all just dreams that mean nothing until I work for them. The car screeched to a stop and I half-heartily walked into the busy band room of people talking and playing their instruments. Everyone was rushing to the table to retrieve their marching charts and their nametags. “Hey, you don’t need to get tangled in that swarm” a familiar voice says behind me. “Lizzy!” I turned around and to face one of my closest friends. “Yeah, I took the liberty of grabbing you a chart and your nametag. But I don’t see why you’d need it. Everyone knows who you are!” Liz smiled up at me with loving brown eyes. Liz is completely different from Megan. For one thing, she really doesn’t care or notice the guys at all. Liz keeps herself completely shut out of the real world by obsessing over school work and cramming her schedule with clubs. She is a big geek; a member of the Robotics Team, Science Olympiad, oceanography, the Mathletes and band. She doesn’t realize that by doing this she doesn’t make more friends, she loses them. She’s always running back and forth between these groups and her homework that no one gets to really meet her. I’ve been her only consistent friend for a while now. Liz is so nice and caring that being around her makes me feel guilty but no one else knows that because of her stressed out façade. But the conversation with Liz didn’t last long because we were interrupted by Mary. She ran up looking pale and flabbergasted. “Lucy, you got to see this!” “What, are you okay?” “Oh yeah, but oh my gosh!” “What?” I found myself being pulled over to the leadership board. Mary was a fabulous conductor and she has auditioned for the role of assistant drum major. I knew she’d make it, but she as usual doubted herself. She pushed past her way through the crowd and placed me in front of the board. I quickly scanned for her name under assistant and I sure enough found it. I turned to congratulate her but she shook her head and pointed to the drum major list. I scrolled down the list until my eyes caught a name. “John A. Sysleton” I breathed. “Yeah” We knew that he’d get it and yet we still stood in awe for a couple seconds. “You do know what this means, Mary?” “Shhhh! Not here!” We relocated to band storage room. It’s a place that most people aren’t allowed in but because she’s a member of leadership and I’m Mr. Beirbell’s favorite sophomore, we have access. “You will be spending a whole lot more time with him. He’ll ask you to perform petty tasks and you know just…” “Lucy, I can’t do this.” “What are you talking about? You’ll be great!” “I’m gonna have to drop out” “No Mary! This is exactly what you need!” “Hm?” “Time to get to know him. So he can meet the remarkable girl I know” “But what if he doesn’t think so?” “Then he’s an idiot. Just go out there and show him! I mean it’s his senior year, what could happen?” “Ha! Right after you go show Zach!” “I was planning to!” “Well, then me too!” We exchanged confident glances. But at the sound of a whistle, they fell. It was time for us to report to the band room. These promises were much easier said than done and marching band had officially started.

im at uni writin a new novel its my 7th 1 and have got publishing ofers from publishers wen done do u like? tell me what u think of story and if u wud like to read wen finished it may not b a girls liking more 4 boys realli sorry. “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow. Half Eight in the morning “Beep Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start and half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Lewis was still in bed a sleep and was to deep in his dream to wake up

hello, im 14 years old and writing a story, my teacher says im really good for my age. tell me ur thoughts plz “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the thrilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and he was determined to become the worlds most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Fool,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a clinch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. Ready To Rumble Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points, torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow. Half Eight in the morning, the morning was nice and bright and the smell of sour taste was in the air to tell people the day every one had been waiting for had come. “Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start at half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Tina was already out of bed cooking Lewis his breakfast, 2 Brown toast, with beans and 1 poached egg, she would always keep his meals on his fight days light to ensure he was at his best in the ring and he wouldn’t add any unnecessary calories for the weigh in. “ Lewis,” Tina yelled with a accelerating voice for Lewis to come down stairs to eat his breakfast. “ I’ve made you your favourite energy food, toast, beans and some egg” . When he heard those words he jumped out of his bed and ran into the bath room to get changed into some comfortable clothes. Whenever he was in a lethargy mood the only thing which would get him out of it was food.. You would expect a boxer to eat healthy and train hard but for him it different he wasn’t very prudent with what he ate as long as it had some kind of protein or source of energy init. “ dinners on the table, come on its getting cold” Tina shouted for him again, this time she said it louder letting the whole mansion know food was made from her bellowing voice. “ yes, I’m coming wait one minute”. he got changed into some grey Nike tracksuit bottoms and a white everlast t-shirt which was stuck onto his body. The both of them met at the bottom of the stairs and exchanged a kisses. “ listen, Lewis I’m going to work now ok so ill see you later ok”. Tina worked as a nurse at the local hospital she was a very hard worker and respected what she did and took pride in everything she did there. She wasn’t a person who wanted job satisfaction, as long as she was helping others within the community she was satisfied. that’s what made her one of the most respected and popular wife in the media. Normally all the wives of famous celebrities or singers would be go diggers but she was different. “ ok ill see you later Tina, by the way did anybody call for me this morning” “ yes, Jerry said that the weigh in will be at half eight, he told me to tell you to meet him at the gym at five o clock. He also said do some stretching off for tonight and do some shadow boxing but that’s it ok” “ok, ill see you later thanks for the food and have a nice day at work”. Tina left the house for work and Lewis sat down in the kitchen and started eating his breakfast. As the day grew longer, tension was building up. Both Husky and Carters were confident they would win but the matter of fact was that only one fighter could win so they both had to stay on focus and they couldn’t be to confident otherwise there confidence would be their weakness. It was a tradition in boxing that both fighters saw their trainers before the fight so both Carter and Husky were talking to their trainers most of the day but as the fight came closer and closer the more their minds became a barrier to take any stick at the weigh in and the actual big fight. It was now quarter to eight and both fighters were in there changing rooms in the Broadway boxing gym to get weighed in. “ Come on kid you don’t look angry enough and you call yourself a fighter!” Jerry had a brave face and slapped Lewis across his face. The only reason he did this was to improve his mental ability to take insults and give them back to his opponents who soon would become his victims. “I’m going to kill him and when I’m finished with him I’m going to eat him alive” Lewis gave an angry and bedlam expression on his face with pure torment.

hi i am 15 and am writing a story just for something to do im not pro so plz tell me what u think of story? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow. Half Eight in the morning, the morning was nice and bright and the smell of sour taste was in the air to tell people the day every one had been waiting for had come. “Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start at half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Tina was already out of bed cooking Lewis his breakfast, 2 Brown toast, with beans and 1 poached egg, she would always keep his meals on his fight days light to ensure he was at his best in the ring and he wouldn’t add any unnecessary calories for the weigh in. “ Lewis,” Tina yelled with a accelerating voice for Lewis to come down stairs to eat his breakfast. “ I’ve made you your favourite energy food, toast, beans and some egg” . When he heard those words he jumped out of his bed and ran into the bath room to get changed into some comfortable clothes. Whenever he was in a lethargy mood the only thing which would get him out of it was food.. You would expect a boxer to eat healthy and train hard but for him it different he wasn’t very prudent with what he ate as long as it had some kind of protein or source of energy init. “ dinners on the table, come on its getting cold” Tina shouted for him again, this time she said it louder letting the whole mansion know food was made from her bellowing voice. “ yes, I’m coming wait one minute”. he got changed into some grey Nike tracksuit bottoms and a white everlast t-shirt which was stuck onto his body. The both of them met at the bottom of the stairs and exchanged a kisses. “ listen, Lewis I’m going to work now ok so ill see you later ok”. Tina worked as a nurse at the local hospital she was a very hard worker and respected what she did and took pride in everything she did there. She wasn’t a person who wanted job satisfaction, as long as she was helping others within the community she was satisfied. that’s what made her one of the most respected and popular wife in the media. Normally all the wives of famous celebrities or singers would be go diggers but she was different. “ ok ill see you later Tina, by the way did anybody call for me this morning” “ yes, Jerry said that the weigh in will be at half eight, he told me to tell you to meet him at the gym at five o clock. He also said do some stretching off for tonight and do some shadow boxing but that’s it ok” “ok, ill see you later thanks for the food and have a nice day at work”. Tina left the house for work and Lewis sat down in the kitchen and started eating his breakfast.

im at uni and writing a new story i have write 5, tell me what u thik of beginin of dis(no punctuation yet)? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.

hi peepz im a writer in uni and im writing my 5th novel now tell me wah u think plz( no punctuation)? sit back wiv a few snacks or a drink cus quite abit “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.

im at uni and write stories in english, dis is my latest tell me what u think it only chapter 1 and bit? i have not added no punctuation yet “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.

im a writer for leather books, plz read this story i have began. theres no punctutation yet i wil do after? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now im going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have tomorrow.

im a writer in uni, and am writing my 6th novel. ive had offers from publishers to publish this when finished? telll me what you think and do you like story line? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow. Half Eight in the morning “Beep Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start and half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Lewis was still in bed a sleep and was to deep in his dream to wake up

hi guys i'm a writer and learning at uni. please tell me what u thin of my new story no punctuation yet? “ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”. The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Bastard,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor. “ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky. “got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming. “ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other. The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks. The big fight Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”. “ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York. “ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis. “Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look. “ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational facial expressions on his face. “ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper. “ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make. Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows. Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world. “Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other. “ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” . “ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did . “ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied “ sorry babe I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids. “ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply. “listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug. “ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done” The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.

hello guys thanx for your last responses on my last novel, im writing a new 1 tell me your thoughts :) cheers? its parts of 1st chapter thank u have a drink and snack while u read By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the thrilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site. Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in the back while locking the gyms front doors. Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and he was determined to become the worlds most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. 'Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. 'Fool,' Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, 'Going to knock him out in one go.' Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor.

im writing a story plz tell me what you thin thank u, wud i b able to publish? tell me any comment or good points or bad plz. and wud it b able to become published when finished its only 1st chapter.The build up 1999 The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The large black bins on streets were full of disposable Christmas decorations, empty bottles of rich red wine and large bottles of vodka. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward. By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Louisville Kentucky, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can might either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped shit and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress. While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Husky got out of his Brown leather chair and looked outside the window and developed a tormenting smile. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello, it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his made side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention by his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.

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