If I could break any world record, I would break the one for walking across a bunch of LEGOs. This may seem like a weird one to most people but to me it makes perfect sense. Most say that stepping on a LEGO is the most painful feeling in the world, but I wouldn’t know. I have never stepped down upon the pointy plastic corners of this toy building block. In fact, I never even had LEGOs as a kid. When I tell my friends this, they say that “I had no childhood” and “what did you even do for fun?” Therefore I feel like I should make up for lost time and step across a huge path of them. Since I have never felt this “extreme” pain before, it will probably break me mentally and physically. But that’s okay! I would be honored to break an important record like this one. 

Oh gosh I really dont know how to describe my self in only fifteen words. 
(Also) 
Music
MTB 
Art
Writting
Cooking 
Coding 
Composition 
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Nine 
Ten 
Eleven 
Twelve 
Thirteen
Callum de Voil Robechek 

 My cheeks are hot and it feels like my head is going to explode. My sister is eating my clothes… again! No matter how many times my parents scold her, she still does it. I have had to lock my clothes away in a vault and she somehow finds a way to get in and eat my clothes like some sort of two legged goat! I’m gonna go get some of her clothes to get her back... to get revenge for eating my favorite shirt. As I’m storming out of the room, my conscience gets a hold of me. I start taking deep breaths and counting to 10 over and over again. After careful thought I have calmed down and have decided that I don’t want to eat my sisters clothes anymore. At least I’ll have a chance to buy some new clothes. And maybe it’s partially my fault. I should get a bigger and better vault so she can’t get to my clothes in the first place.

When my grandparents get into an agrument...

"What are we gonna have for dinner?" Wyatt says.
"Well I think imma cook hamburgers on my new grill!" Glynn says.
"I was thinking we were gonna get pizza" Patrice says.
"Well I was hoping that I could use my new grill" Glynn says.
 "You can use your new grill, honey" Patrice says.
"No, no you can get pizza" Glynn says.
"Well you can use your grill" Patrice says.
"Lets just get pizza" Glynn says.
"Well I thought you wanted to cook hamburgers" Patrice says.
Anyway we got pizza and my grandpa was ok with it
 

lights 
Flashing, and blinding me
With their unannounced 
And unwanted appearance 
My sweatpant, and old sweater clad figure 
Being being captured 
And held captive 
inside these little black boxes 
Caged 
For all the world to see
"Crap."
I mutter to myself, closing the front door,
Newspaper in hand
"I hate being famous."
I toss the paper on the kitchen counter 
And pull a bowl out of the cupboard
I've been sitting at the counter a while
My lucky charms becoming soggy 
As I contamplate my life desisions 
When I hear my mother shouting at me
"Mi hija! I need you! It's an emergency!"
I'm startled
And in my hurry I knock over the bowl of cereal
Causing it to spill all over the floor
"Drats!" I say, not looking behind me as I run up the stairs
And find my mother on her phone 
"Nattilie" she says, holding up her plastic jewel covered device

       The kings and queens of the house, they roam their territory demanding food wherever they go. They watch from their towers, high above ruling over the land they are in, and strike fear in all the other rulers, especially the birds and dog rulers. All the other rulers think they can strike fear in the cat kingdom however we have the ¨humans¨ they will never disobey their rightful rulers for their obedience we give them the peasants from the mice kingdom, although they seem to think that the dog kingdom is better for their disobedience we shall vomit on their finest rug. The ¨humans¨ leave our kingdom for about 8 hours i think they are forming an alliance and for this I shall claw their feet wall they sleep and sit on their chest to wake them up so they cannot continue this alliance they shall think twice before disobeying their king.
 

Jacob opens his computer and gets ready for homework when he realizes he doesn’t know when it’s due. He hopes not soon because he has not started it yet. Jacob starts an email to his math teacher asking, 
Jacob. “Hi, I was wondering when my math project was due.”
A few minutes later 
Teacher. “Hello, the project is due tomorrow.”
Jacob. “Tomorrow?”
Teacher. “Yes.”
Jacob. “I have not even stared the pro gyubwcvruvwevcuecvdauvc can I have more time to work on it tttevcdacidgqyfdgyqc dgy cgdvv vqveyvfryivgdywvcbgywovcbfgvyfwvd wvtewyvfguewbdgusqocvdgu 9qbqvbgudqvcgdevw”
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