I approach the store known as Best Buy, walking purposely towards it. As the sliding door opens, I feel right at home. The flashing television screens are on the far side of the store. To my far left I see the kitchen equipment; fridges, stoves, microwaves and all that. To the far right are the electronics; computers, iPods, headphones, cameras, and much more. I hear the background noise, people talking, and music playing on the speakers. The employees are in their usual blue shirts, with their brown khakis. Today, I'm done closely observing the activities of the employees for the past week, getting used to their patte
Hello, my name is Phaethon. I live in the honorable city-state of Sparta. I don't know exactly how it got to be this way, but I will try and explain everything as best as I can
"Hey, Phaethon! Are you even listening!?"
Huh? I was dozing off as my instructor, Castor, was teaching us the proper spear throwing technique, the instructor stood glaring at me, the other guys also glared at me. "Sometimes, I question if you are even a true Spartan." He spat out with disgust.
You see, I'm not what you call an "alert" 15 year old boy. I once fell completely asleep during a test. What he just said, struck me somehow. Am I even a true Spart
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
Once upon a time, there was a boy, around 14, who herded sheep. He was strongly built for his age and didn't really mind hard work, but he found that herding sheep from field to field was very dull. It was his job and everybody in town started working around the age of 13 years. What he really wanted to be was a knight, like the ones constantly patrolling the border, but his family was poor and couldn't afford the tuition fee, much less the armor. So, as a result, he became mischievous and liked to pull pranks on gullible people. There was one prank in p
I approach the store known as Best Buy, walking purposely towards it. As the sliding door opens, I feel right at home. The flashing television screens are on the far side of the store. To my far left I see the kitchen equipment; fridges, stoves, microwaves and all that. To the far right are the electronics; computers, iPods, headphones, cameras, and much more. I hear the background noise, people talking, and music playing on the speakers. The employees are in their usual blue shirts, with their brown khakis. Today, I'm done closely observing the activities of the employees for the past week, getting used to their patte
Hello, my name is Phaethon. I live in the honorable city-state of Sparta. I don't know exactly how it got to be this way, but I will try and explain everything as best as I can
"Hey, Phaethon! Are you even listening!?"
Huh? I was dozing off as my instructor, Castor, was teaching us the proper spear throwing technique, the instructor stood glaring at me, the other guys also glared at me. "Sometimes, I question if you are even a true Spartan." He spat out with disgust.
You see, I'm not what you call an "alert" 15 year old boy. I once fell completely asleep during a test. What he just said, struck me somehow. Am I even a true Spart
Yep, I've decided instead of naming every single entry I write, I'm simply going to number them off. (Unless it's something worthwhile to read.) Saves more time.
You know, I never did write that story, I'll write it...eventually. I seriously have some great ideas for this story.
Anyway, I'm currently awaiting to enter my first day of ninth grade of high school. A little baby freshmen as the seniors (12th graders) would say. I can't wait see my friends again, not that I didn't hang out with them during this awesome and epic summer.
We've had some good times during this summer, from Lasertag to staying up all night at my friend's dad jewelry