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Book Review Final

My book was called the Spider wick Chronicles, The Ironwood Tree.  The book wasn't great but it was good.  I liked it.  The main characters areJared, Simon, and Mallory Grace.  Jared is the boy who found the Field Guide that causes all of their problems.  Simon is the child who always does what he is told.  He is also the smart one who makes up all of the plans and ideas.  Mallory Grace is the tough one.  She fights with her fist or with a sword. 

In this book the problem that Jared causes is this goblin clones him and tries to get the Field Guide but Jared wouldn't give it to him.  After that, Simon and Jared are walking to Mallory's fencing competition which was over.  When they got there Mallory was missing so the searched the whole school.  Then Simon thought she was up on the field so they went up there but they found nothing but a medal and a couple of rocks.  One of the rocks said trade.  Simon thought and he realized that it was Mallory's medal and they wanted to trade Mallory for the Field Guide.

  They didn't want to trade it so they went out looking for Mallory.  The boys ran into dwarves who trapped them.  While they were trapped Jared was thinking about Mallory's mom and dad.  Simon was thinking about how to get out of the cage and he did.  Simon and his brother tricked the dwarves and they got out and started looking for Mallory.  They checked this storage room and they saw a coffin with Mallory in it, but she wasn't dead.  The boys take her out of the coffin and start carrying her out. A bunch of goblins pop out and Mallory wakes up and the boys tell her what's going on. 

  She then takes her sword and starts killing the goblins.  When she is done killing all of them her and her brother’s head towards the exit but then they see something.  It takes them awhile to realize what it is.  It was the goblin master with a bunch of warriors.  The kids realize that something bad is going to happen so they get out of there and head home. And that is my book.

Matt A on January 20, 2008 at 05:42 AM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E. part 4 Final

    As I walked out everyone who passed me said "Great job bugging Mr.S out!" Now I thought to myself I just finished my first class now to the roof. I said to myself "The roof! I hate heights and I get stuck on the roof! Just my luck." It turns out the roof has walls and a ceiling, it was just a big class room for the most part. My teacher was Carie Patrica Underwood. She was my hacking teacher, everyone calls her C.P.U. witch is really ironic. Now fro the odd part they call the class hacking but it is a class that you learn abilities completely different from you gift. There is 3 students Jamie Fox(animorph), Hally Bronze(can turn into metal), and I.

    We are known as the elite class. The creme de la creme. We are at the top and none are higher then us. I was being thought to control fire, Jaime was learning to use magic, and Hally was learning to fly. The fist class we picked our powers that I just listed. Second class we were beginning first stage training of our new powers. After that I walked to the main office to see if the man who gave me my room and was extremely polite to me in almost every way, it turns out he was. I walk in extremely happy and he says "Well don't we look like we've had a great day." "Indeed I have." I said

    "So why don't you tell me how your first day went." He said with his British accent. I replied "It was fun I like C.P.U. but Mr. Simmons just caved in when I told him about my father." "He did, did he?" He asked. "Okay then you run along and have fun just don't lift any of the teacher's cars. We had a little problem with that 2 years ago when a kid threw a car into the building. No one was hurt but it cost a large sum of money to repair." He said. I nodded and walked of and that's were I saw her, the girl that made my jaw drop....

FrankM Marzullo on January 15, 2008 at 01:37 PM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E part 7 Final

   As the rift was expanding a kid let go and fell into the abyss never to be seen again. After that happened we landed outside the building the first Continental Congress met in and we watched out four-fathers build the foundation of our country.  Mr.Simmons said "Look class! The first Continental Congress is in session!" "Wow!" every one said in amazement. I just stood there and look satisfied. "Well done!' Mr.Simmons said to me with a smile on his face. I saw Temperance with a large grin on her face because she saw all the history play out in front of her. "It's a lot better then the text book, eh?" I asked. She simply replied with a smile and a friendly punch to the arm.

    At that note Mr.Simmons said "Class! It is time to go back to school." so again every one joined hands and I created another rift and we were back at school, well all except James. May he forever rest in peace. "Class I have to say that Mr.Flamel did an excellent job. I believe he deserves a round of applause.". And to my surprise the whole class was clapping. After all the applause stopped Mr.Simmons said "Oh that's all the time we have today so enjoy the rest of your day and I will see you on Monday." So we all left and as I was putting my books away a note was left on my desk. It was from Temperance... As I was walking to my next class I read it and it said "Would you like to go out some time over the week-end?" signed Temperance. "Thank God." I thought. I walked up the stair case to the roof only to find a sub sitting in C.P.U.'s desk "Oh crap." I thought while walking to my seat "Why a sub on a Friday?". "Okay class." she said with a heavy Germen accent "My name is Ms.Kastrack. I will be subbing for C.P.U. today so take out your note books and get ready to take notes.". Then Jamie said "We don't have note books.".

FrankM Marzullo on January 15, 2008 at 01:34 PM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E Part 8 Final

    "What do you mean you don't have note books?" Ms.Kastrack asked. "This is an institute full of kids that have powers unimaginably strong. We just learn to use them we don't take notes." I replied. Then she said "I know that but your teacher said to give you notes to copy into your note books.". After she said that I noticed that the sub looked flashed in and out of focus, so I threw a piece of paper at her and it went right through with a space of technological particles behind it. After I did that I said with a smirk "She's a hologram made by C.P.U. .

    "Bravo, Mr.Flamel." C.P.U. said while coming out from behind the desk "Apparently my ruse didn't seem to fool you.". Then I replied "If the projector was a little smaller and put into a place near the desk the sub might not have gone out of focus. That's what really thew it all away." She smiled then asked me to come up to her desk and make a demonstration so I made a smaller projector, put it on the desk and turned it on. A hologram flashed to life and not a single flash of particles or light what so ever and then class began. C.P.U. then asked me "Mr.Flamel, could you please focus all your attention on the apple on my desk.". So I did and the apple lit on fire, C.P.U. smiled.

    "Bravo" she said "That was your first time controlling fire and you did marvelously. Now Jamie focus on the flaming apple and say flamous disaperous.". And Jamie did and a burst of wind came out of no were and blew the flame out. "Good job." C.P.U. said to Jamie. "Now, Hally think about the word fly and say it over and over in your head. As she was doing this she was lifted out of her seat and was flying around the room in a matter of minutes. "Great job every one! See you next class!". 

FrankM Marzullo on January 15, 2008 at 01:30 PM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E part 3 final

   As I glanced at my schedule I realized that it only had 2 classes… A.P. psychic control and A.P. hacking. I said “Two classes? No way.” But I just kept walking almost bumping into two teachers, a dog, and the lunch lady. I looked for room 254. Apparently it was all the way across the campus but I being a psychic picked me and my stuff up and floated to Dewy hall. I set my self down right in front of the door, walked in, and walked into room 254. There were 12 kids already in the class room and the teacher Mr. Simmons.

As I walked in he said “Mister Flamel I presume.” I was 2 and a half hours late and he looked as if I was 10 hours late. Hey at least I showed up. “As I was saying the gift you all were given is a god like ability.” he said "I will be teaching you to use your special abilities to your fullest extent." "How?" a student asked. I began to read his mind to see if he was even as smart as he look as I began Mt. Simmons said "Mister Flamel! Stop that this instant!" he bellowed. "How did you know that I was reading his mind!?" I exclaimed.                                                                                              

He put a smirk on his face that I just wanted to go up there and punch off his face. "You aren't the only one that has a gift." he said. Then I said "I know that but I didn't think that you had one as well." Then "Well since you know so little about me, you can learn more serving a week in detention.". Then I said with a smirk "Well I guess my father would love to hear about this."  His rebuttal was "what's he going to due sue me?" (according to what I put on the sign up sheet my dad was a lawyer. My swift comment was "No, actually my dad owns this school and signs your paycheck." He just stood there in awe then said "Forget I said anything about detention." The the bell rang and class was over

FrankM Marzullo on January 06, 2008 at 06:53 AM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E Final

          “Hey Alex!” “Wait up!” I was walking to my next period class when I saw my friend Alex. “What’s up Nick?” My name is Nicholas. Nicholas Flamel. I am a psychic. Not the kind that sees the future. I’m the kind that can read and control minds, move objects with my mind, and stop time. I went to a regular school and I had regular friends. Until the school news paper reporter caught me walking home with my stuff floating along in front of me. Normally I walk home alone no one in sight for a good mile or two. But the reporter was doing a scoop on weird kids in the school. Lucky me! I was the weirdest kid in school and she picks to do a report on me! Man she seriously sucks. All I said when she screamed in astonishment was “Ah $#!%” and then I ran.


After she put that into the paper I was called to the Dean’s office and was asked to show him or risk being expelled. So I showed him and he called in a “good” friend of his and was taken home and my Mom passed out when I showed her my Dad just sat there and stared in amazement. The man asked me to leave and I did. That’s when my life started a new. After the man left it was about 9:30 pm and I had a test tomorrow (weather I had it or not is another story) so I decided to go to bed and get a good nights rest or so I thought...


             At about 2 am I was dragged outside by some behemoth, thrust into a car, and taken away to some far away place called F.I.T.P.E aka Flamel's Institute for The Evilly Potential. This is the place were all of the greatest super villains come from. Such as The Grim Reaper, Death Jr., and more! All the info given was from a pamphlet on the floor that I saw and read to my self. "Is this were I'm being taken" I asked my self not knowing that there was another mind reader in the car besides me. And I got an answer from a small man who said "Yes. It is. We are taking you to the home of evil's great minds, your father's institution"

FrankM Marzullo on January 02, 2008 at 07:18 PM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (6) | TrackBack (0)

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F.I.T.P.E. Part 2 FINAL

   "My Dad owns a school?" I asked "He doesn't even have a job let alone a school." The man I was speaking to made a face that could kill a man in 2 seconds flat. "The man you called Dad isn't even related to you." He said "He works for your real Dad and was protecting you because your Dad couldn't even see you." I soon learned that the government thought my Dad had killed a man but what it was a suicide. "My dear boy." He said as the lighting got better "You are the spitting image of your Dad."

   The car came to a stop and the man said "Here we are your new home and school" The sun was just beginning to rise and I was tiered and was hungry. The man lead me to my dorm and then my room. Ash he did this he said "You will be getting the master bed room, the biggest in the whole campus." He opened the door and man this room was BIG I've never seen any thing like it. As I stood there in awe he left and I walked in, closed the door and went to bed.

   I wake up at about 2 in the after noon. I get up get dressed and walk out on to the campus. I went to the building called the "Head Master’s office" I walk in and an old lady is sitting in a desk that is way to big for her. I asked politely "I’m new here and I need a schedule." She looks up from her computer screen and says "My god, you are his son." After she said that she haded me a piece of paper and smiled then said "Have a nice day Nick." I called back "You to."

FrankM Marzullo on December 12, 2007 at 01:17 PM in FICTION | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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