I Have Known by Chris Pelaez
response to Pitbulls
I Have Known exercise
Two words that have one meaning,"pitbull".
Ugly, vicious and deceitful. The name Jarrod Montana sparked fear
in all his peers youthful hearts. I felt privileged because I was
friends with this feared savage of a being. that is 'till I started
seeing right through his big, deep blue eyes that hid the twisted
anger and confusion that laid in that awry warped head. Jarrod was
a teen of sixteen with light brown hair that was always covered
with his dirty blue cap and big shiny blue eyes that girls melted
Jarrod was a trouble maker in every respect,
not to mention 'crap talker!' He had an attitude problem that was
irreversible. He would sneer at everything and flare his nostrils
like a dragon to create a tough fearful image. He thought he could
take anyone on, anytime, anywhere. Jarrod was Mr Invincible. I can't
believe I looked up to him. He was like a role model to me. I was
so ignorant and stupid to think I wanted to be like this delinquent.
A thieving, drug taking, no life loser, whose only future was within
the tall walls of Port Phillip Prison.
I must admit through my abruptive hatred
for Jarrod I still miss him. After the hell he put my family and
I through last year, my parents still don't talk about him. I think
they are just trying to protect me, you know, after the loss of
their first son to drugs and a robbery gone wrong.
I still miss my brother Jarrod. I just wish
he hadn't been such a savage, terrorising unlawful pitbull.
based on Stepping
My feet, so swift and fast like a cheater
hunting down his prey. I was literally sliding across the footpath.
It felt as if the wind was directing my feet. These shoes are awesome.
I picked them up outside the front of an old shoe shop. They were
in a large brown box amongst other half torn and ripped leather
shoes, but these shoes were special, they were in mint condition.
I couldn’t believe someone had thrown them out. They were a dark
maroon colour and they were made from crocodile skin.
From that day on I was the champion sprinter.
Nobody could come close to me. Everyday I became more popular. Everybody
wanted to know my secret. I laughed, smiled and said it’s simply
hard training and determination. A parties, gatherings, social events
I was the special guest, and the girls, oh yes the girls, would
surround and marvel at me. It was the state athletics championships
the next day. This was an enormous event and I was the talk of the
school. (Like always)
The majority of students were placing large
amounts of money on me to win. If it weren’t for my magnificent,
powerful shoes the pressure would be on but I had not a worry in
It was morning and I woke up with my natural
high. I did my usual morning thing. Today was one of the most important
days of my life. From this day on I would reach stardom. From the
state championships I would win the nationals from the nationals
to international championship than boooom!!! Chris Ray would be
a household name in every sport orientated home. I reached underneath
my bed to grab my much beloved shoes when my dog Chicko ran out
from under the bed to the corner of my room with my half torn and
ripped shoes in his saliva filled mouth, “ noooooooooooooooooo!”