Monday, February 20, 2012
To Kill a Rich Boy
"Set me up for the night, Randy." "Sure thing, Billy Joe." Randy slides the cold glass of beer toward Billy Joe, and Billy Joe chugs it down. "Doing anything special tonight, B.J.?" "I'm just a miserable fool, Randy. What's a man like me gonna do?" "Dunno." A man walks into the bar, interrupting their conversation. Randy looks up as the door opens and smiles. "Hey, hey, hey! Look who it is! Bob, ole pal!" "Hey Randy, buddy!" "Can I get you anything?" "Vodka, please." "Anything for the rich boy." Bob sits down next to Billy Joe and smiles. "Evening," Bob says to Billy Joe. Billy Joe waves and continues drinking. "Your drink, sir," Randy says. "Thanks. Mind if I drink this in my Bentley?" Bob asks. "Not at all." Randy says. The little bell at the door tinkles as Bob leaves. Billy Joe quickly turns to Randy. "He drives a BENTLEY???" "Yeah, he's pretty rich. The lucky dog. His parents-" "Say, I could get a pretty good amount of money for that car..." "He's INSIDE the car, genius." "Never hurt to kill.." Randy immediately stops what he's doing and grabs the beer glass away from Billy Joe. "I think you've had enough for tonight, B.J." "Look, I got a knife on me, no one would ever know!" "HAVE YOU GONE CRAZY??" Billy Joe grabs Randy by the shirt collar and pulls out his knife. "Look Randy, keep your mouth shut about this and you won't be next." "I..me..no..uh..y-yes. Of course," Randy stutters. Billy Joe leaves the bar and heads toward the Bentley. He's at the car now, and he taps on the window. Bob quickly turns to the right and waves. "Mind if I join ya, buddy?" Billy Joe asks. "Well...I don't see why not." Billy Joe grips the knife in his hand and goes inside the car. The next two minutes are full of cries for help, and then silence.
Billy Joe puts Bob's cold body in the back and drives off to a bridge. He dumps the body into the water and drives off to his home.
The next morning there is already news of the murder. Billy Joe sees his face on the news as a suspect for the murder. Billy Joe panics and calls Randy. "Ring...ring...ring, Hello?" Randy says. Billy Joe screams, "Did you snitch on me? I TRUSTED YOU!" Randy hangs up the phone, Billy Joe grabs his knife and drives Bob's Bentley to the bar. He was hiding under the counter behind Ms. J's yoga mat. Billy Joe finds him and blood is splattered everywhere. He hears police sirens, they were getting louder by the second. Billy Joe escapes through the back and dissappears. Police find the Bentley, and inside was an iPad 3, and the presidential ring.
Billy Joe stole someone's car key to a Volks Wagon and drives to Bob's house. The police were there and ready to ambush him. When he gets there the police come out and Billy Joe runs toward Bob's endangered animals zoo, and falls in. The monkeys throw him into the lion cage. Before he can even stand up, the lions pounce on him and devour Billy Joe.
THE END!
Billy Joe puts Bob's cold body in the back and drives off to a bridge. He dumps the body into the water and drives off to his home.
The next morning there is already news of the murder. Billy Joe sees his face on the news as a suspect for the murder. Billy Joe panics and calls Randy. "Ring...ring...ring, Hello?" Randy says. Billy Joe screams, "Did you snitch on me? I TRUSTED YOU!" Randy hangs up the phone, Billy Joe grabs his knife and drives Bob's Bentley to the bar. He was hiding under the counter behind Ms. J's yoga mat. Billy Joe finds him and blood is splattered everywhere. He hears police sirens, they were getting louder by the second. Billy Joe escapes through the back and dissappears. Police find the Bentley, and inside was an iPad 3, and the presidential ring.
Billy Joe stole someone's car key to a Volks Wagon and drives to Bob's house. The police were there and ready to ambush him. When he gets there the police come out and Billy Joe runs toward Bob's endangered animals zoo, and falls in. The monkeys throw him into the lion cage. Before he can even stand up, the lions pounce on him and devour Billy Joe.
THE END!
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Al Capone
A gangster. A notorious criminal. Scarface. A "modern-day Robin Hood." All the names of Alphonse Gabriel "Al" Capone. Al Capone was an Italian-American gangster born on January 17, 1899 in the borough of Brooklyn, New York. His parents were immigrants from Italy and he had six brothers and two sisters.
Capone became involved in gang activity at an early age. He made good grades in school but had trouble with the rules. He was expelled from school at the age of 14 for hitting a female teacher in the face. He ended up working at odd jobs around Brooklyn and during this time he was influenced by gangster Johnny Torrio, who he came to regard as a mentor. For a short time, Capone joined small-time gangs that included the Junior Forty Thieves and the Bowery Boys. After that, he joined the Brooklyn Rippers and then the powerful Five Points Gang.
On December 30, 1918, Capone married Mae Josephine Coughlin. He also had a son, Albert Francis "Sonny" Capone. He was under 21 when he had his family. After a while, Capone left New York and moved to Chicago in 1923 to be recruited by Johnny Torrio, his mentor. However, in 1925, Torrio was severely injured by a rival gang, the North Side Gang. As a result, Torrio gave Capone his power and moved back to Italy. This gave Capone control over large portions of the Chicago underworld (underground railroads and tunnels) and provided The Outfit (gang he was leader of) with about $100 million per year in revenue. This money was earned through many illegal vice enterprises, such as gambling and prostitution. The highest amount of money was earned by selling liquor, as it was the Prohibition Era and alcohol was illegal.
Capone became more of a businessman as his power grew. He operated casinos and speakeasies (place that illegally sells alcohol) throughout the city. He received media attention and instantly became a celebrity. All of this power resulted in rivals wanting to bring down Capone for his enforcement of control. Capone was once attacked on September 20, 1926 when he was eating lunch at a hotel restaurant. Ten vehicles surrounded the hotel armed with Thompson submachine guns. They shot the restaurant and the first floor of the hotel. Capone survived as his bodyguard threw him to the ground at the first sound of a gunfire. After this attack, Capone had many hideouts and a retreat in Palm Island, Florida.
Capone's downfall started when he was found guilty for income tax evasion and for various violations of the Prohibition Act. He was sentenced to 11 years of imprisonment and transferred to Alcatraz. The warden kept tight security and cut off any contact with colleagues for Capone. His isolation and the repeal of Prohibition diminished his power. As his years in prison went on, Capone faced health problems. He ended up spending his last year in the hospital as the syphilis he had contracted as a youth progressed. He completed his term on January 6, 1939 and was paroled on November 16, 1939. He returned to his home/retreat in Palm Island, Florida. On January 21, 1947, Capone had a stroke. He regained consciousness and started to get better but caught pneumonia. He suffered fatal cardiac arrest the next day. On January 25, 1947, Al Capone died in his home surrounded by his family.
Capone became involved in gang activity at an early age. He made good grades in school but had trouble with the rules. He was expelled from school at the age of 14 for hitting a female teacher in the face. He ended up working at odd jobs around Brooklyn and during this time he was influenced by gangster Johnny Torrio, who he came to regard as a mentor. For a short time, Capone joined small-time gangs that included the Junior Forty Thieves and the Bowery Boys. After that, he joined the Brooklyn Rippers and then the powerful Five Points Gang.
On December 30, 1918, Capone married Mae Josephine Coughlin. He also had a son, Albert Francis "Sonny" Capone. He was under 21 when he had his family. After a while, Capone left New York and moved to Chicago in 1923 to be recruited by Johnny Torrio, his mentor. However, in 1925, Torrio was severely injured by a rival gang, the North Side Gang. As a result, Torrio gave Capone his power and moved back to Italy. This gave Capone control over large portions of the Chicago underworld (underground railroads and tunnels) and provided The Outfit (gang he was leader of) with about $100 million per year in revenue. This money was earned through many illegal vice enterprises, such as gambling and prostitution. The highest amount of money was earned by selling liquor, as it was the Prohibition Era and alcohol was illegal.
Capone became more of a businessman as his power grew. He operated casinos and speakeasies (place that illegally sells alcohol) throughout the city. He received media attention and instantly became a celebrity. All of this power resulted in rivals wanting to bring down Capone for his enforcement of control. Capone was once attacked on September 20, 1926 when he was eating lunch at a hotel restaurant. Ten vehicles surrounded the hotel armed with Thompson submachine guns. They shot the restaurant and the first floor of the hotel. Capone survived as his bodyguard threw him to the ground at the first sound of a gunfire. After this attack, Capone had many hideouts and a retreat in Palm Island, Florida.
Capone's downfall started when he was found guilty for income tax evasion and for various violations of the Prohibition Act. He was sentenced to 11 years of imprisonment and transferred to Alcatraz. The warden kept tight security and cut off any contact with colleagues for Capone. His isolation and the repeal of Prohibition diminished his power. As his years in prison went on, Capone faced health problems. He ended up spending his last year in the hospital as the syphilis he had contracted as a youth progressed. He completed his term on January 6, 1939 and was paroled on November 16, 1939. He returned to his home/retreat in Palm Island, Florida. On January 21, 1947, Capone had a stroke. He regained consciousness and started to get better but caught pneumonia. He suffered fatal cardiac arrest the next day. On January 25, 1947, Al Capone died in his home surrounded by his family.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Autobiography
The year is 1997. The date is November 21, a Friday. You can see it. A car, driving quickly across the freeway. Inside is a man, and a pregnant woman. Their only son, who would soon be an older brother, is being taken care of elsewhere. The couple arrives at a hospital in Grand Prairie, and they are taken to a room where the woman will give birth to her new child. After many hours, her new child is born. That was the day my life began.
I was born into a family that consisted of a mom, dad, and a brother, two years older than me. My brother and I are a mixture of white and Asian. My dad is white, or American, he was born in Tennessee and he grew up in New York. My mom is the one that is Asian. She was born and raised in Indonesia. She moved to the United states after she married my dad.
As I grew up, I developed an interest in music. I took up piano when I was nine, and I joined band in sixth grade, playing the flute. I still play both instruments, but I am interested in learning violin, too. It may sound as if I want to become a musician, but really, I want to become a pediatrician. As time passed and I got older, I developed a hobby of being on the computer all day.
I remember when I was nine and I went to Indonesia. I was in Indonesia for an entire month. My grandmother, from my mom's side, had passed away earlier that year, and my mom wanted to go see her home and family. I had gone to Indonesia when I was three, but I didn't remember seeing the place. There were many rice fields, and people kept looking at us because we had that "American" look. I was happy to meet the family I barely knew, and I'm still glad I remember a lot about the trip.
I guess I haven't told you a lot about my personality. Well, I'm mostly shy and quiet. But when I'm around my friends, I can be funny and crazy. I love making people laugh, because I like that feeling you get when you make people smile. Even when on is having a bad day, I strive for a giggle or two.
I was born into a family that consisted of a mom, dad, and a brother, two years older than me. My brother and I are a mixture of white and Asian. My dad is white, or American, he was born in Tennessee and he grew up in New York. My mom is the one that is Asian. She was born and raised in Indonesia. She moved to the United states after she married my dad.
As I grew up, I developed an interest in music. I took up piano when I was nine, and I joined band in sixth grade, playing the flute. I still play both instruments, but I am interested in learning violin, too. It may sound as if I want to become a musician, but really, I want to become a pediatrician. As time passed and I got older, I developed a hobby of being on the computer all day.
I remember when I was nine and I went to Indonesia. I was in Indonesia for an entire month. My grandmother, from my mom's side, had passed away earlier that year, and my mom wanted to go see her home and family. I had gone to Indonesia when I was three, but I didn't remember seeing the place. There were many rice fields, and people kept looking at us because we had that "American" look. I was happy to meet the family I barely knew, and I'm still glad I remember a lot about the trip.
I guess I haven't told you a lot about my personality. Well, I'm mostly shy and quiet. But when I'm around my friends, I can be funny and crazy. I love making people laugh, because I like that feeling you get when you make people smile. Even when on is having a bad day, I strive for a giggle or two.
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