• It was just another day of being hassled at school as Jamal found himself cornered in the 3rd floor boys bathroom at Creamville high school. "Hey potato head,how do you like your potatoes?Baked or mashed?"The school bully, Evan said,curling up his fist, ready to punch Jamal in the face. "I don't really eat potatoes."Jamal said with some quick thinking. Evan got madder. "Awww man,thats so sad that you don't eat potatoes. "Evan said,putting Jamal back on the ground. "R-really?"Jamal asked,a small smile on his face. But just when Jamal started to leave, Jamal found himself blacking out by Evan's punch. "Guess he likes potatoes,guys.Lets get out of here before someone sees us."Evan said,him and his gang(not street gang)leaving the bathroom.
    A while later in the evening Jamal walked into the house on 45 Grover street. He saw a note on the kitchen table. It said,

    Dear Jamal,

    Your father and I have left on a cruise to the bahamas, please don't answer if its not anyone you know, answer the phone daily, because we will be calling.

    Love,
    Mom
    Jamal read the note again, then sighed. Why couldn't he go on the cruise with them? This was going to be one sucky month of boredom.Jamal went onto his back porch to play basketball.After a couple of 3-pointers and a couple more lay-ups, Jamal sat on his basketball and looked up at the stars,seeing what he belived was a shooting star."I wish that I was popular at school."He said.But wait,the star was moving towards him.Thats not supposed to happen,now it was turning into fire,was it a meteor?Jamal began to run into the house, but it was to late, the meteor crashed on top of him.Jamal,who was crushed under the meteor,wondered would he survive.


    To be continued.....