T2+Narrative

__**[|T2 Narrative Writing:]**__
__Monday 11 July 2011__

It was the closet we had ever been to finding another dimention in our galaxy. It was 2002 and I was the test dummy for the latest science test on traveling to other places in this world that know one had discovered in seconds. My name is Robert Peterson and this is my story.

I hoped into the travel machine, feeling excited but still awfully nervous about the results of what could happen, and what will happen. By the size of the machine, they must have thought I was pretty big, with all the left over space in the machine with me in it. I new everything to do and had everything I needed for being out in the open, to all creatures and living things that had and had not been discovered. The scientist yelled out in the launching pad, “Ready?” “Yes” I reply’d “3......2......1” He said, “Your off”.

In a blast I was gone and flying threw time and worlds at the same time, not knowing what to do. It felt like I could fly myself, but without having control of where I’m flying too.

I made it out of the portal tunnel, and was teleported to a completely different world, a place like know other. “Come in, come in can you here me”, the scientists asked me over the walkie talkie. “I’m here, in some kind of place and taking my first photo of the place” I reply’d “Good job, we can’t seem to locate where you are and the tele-porter seems to be playing up a bit, but you should be fine”, the scientist told me. If I wasn’t concentrating on the photo from my camera, this news would of made me start to panic. “Yes sir” I reply’d. As the I took the photo, the flash made some sort of mini disruption in the forest ahead of me. In front of me was a massive rainforest with nearly all tree’s shaking like made. I new I was in trouble and started sprinting my heart out South ways, as far away from the forest as possible while trying to grab my walkie-talkie. “Pick up, pick up somethings after me” I shouted into the machine. “God Damn” The walkie-talkie wasn’t working.

Knowing that my walkie-talkie wasn’t working while sprinting my heart out from something that will probably kill me, made me scared and I felt like I was trapped with no way of making an escape. I got a quick glimpse of what was chasing me, and the things I saw were absolutely horrific! It looked like at least a group of at least 200 hairy Rino’s but the look was to small to examine exactly what they were. The worst part of it was, although I am perfectly fit and healthy, I could tell they were gaining on me fast. I suddenly realized that it was when I took the photo, that the heard of these strange creatures started chasing me. I took my camera from my backpack, while still sprinting away from the creatures that were chasing me, and threw it on the ground as hard as I could, making sure the camera was destroyed as it thumped on the ground. The creatures chasing me must of realized the camera was destroyed and I soon found myself running with nothing chasing me no more. With a sigh of relief I lay on the grass, gasping to catch my breath. Once I had finally overcome my runaway from the monsters, I thought I better get as far away as possible from them, incase of other miss-haps... especially with only a few meters away eating grass like group of cows having a feast on the long soggy grass they were all surrounded by. Every few steps I made to get away, I would turn around to make sure the “monsters” weren't slowly but secretly following me. I made it about a km before I was suddenly zapped again. When I got zapped both time’s it made me feel slightly dizzy in the process of being teleported to another undiscovered diminution, well so I thought.

I soon found myself teleported to what seemed like a old public toilet that smelt like a goat had been slathered where I was standing. The toilets had both number ones and two’s spread all over, also making me out nearly straight away.

When I hopped out of that disgusting place, I knew exactly where I was and had been teleported too. I was located over at the old abandoned public toilets that these days, only the homeless’s use and sometimes use it a s a shelter as disgusting as it sounds.

When I arrived back at the lab I soon found out nearly exactly what had happened. The connection was not strong enough to reach out as far as I was located and cut down, but I must of walked far enough to get connection back, making the Tele-Porter on and teleporting me back home. I still had a couple of questions like, why was I teleported into those disgusting toilets? and what on earth those “monsters” where nearly killed me? All these questions didn’t matter to me much anymore. As long as I was home I knew I would be ok.

__Friday 8 July 2011__


 * Story 2/Tele-Porter**

It was the closet we had ever been to finding another dimention in our galaxy. It was 2002 and I was the test dummy for the latest science test on traveling to other places in this world that know one had discovered in seconds. My name is Robert Peterson and this is my story.

I hoped into the travel machine, feeling excited but still awfully nervous about the results of what could happen, and what will happen. By the size of the machine, they must have thought I was pretty big, with all the left over space in the machine with me in it. I new everything to do and had everything I needed for being out in the open, to all creatures and living things that had and had not been discovered. The scientist yelled out in the launching pad, “Ready?” “Yes” I reply’d “3......2......1” He said, “Your off”.

In a blast I was gone and flying threw time and worlds at the same time, not knowing what to do. It felt like I could fly myself, but without having control of where I’m flying too.

I made it out of the portal tunnel, and was teleported to a completely different world, a place like know other. “Come in, come in can you here me”, the scientists asked me over the walkie talkie. “I’m here, in some kind of place and taking my first photo of the place” I reply’d “Good job, we can’t seem to locate where you are and the tele-porter seems to be playing up a bit, but you should be fine”, the scientist told me. If I wasn’t concentrating on the photo from my camera, this news would of made me start to panic. “Yes sir” I reply’d. As the I took the photo, the flash made some sort of mini disruption in the forest ahead of me. In front of me was a massive rainforest with nearly all tree’s shaking like made. I new I was in trouble and started sprinting my heart out South ways, as far away from the forest as possible while trying to grab my walkie-talkie. “Pick up, pick up somethings after me” I shouted into the machine. “God Damn” The walkie-talkie wasn’t working.

Knowing that my walkie-talkie wasn’t working while sprinting my heart out from something that will probably kill me, made me scared and I felt like I was trapped with no way of making an escape. I got a quick glimpse of what was chasing me, and the things I saw were absolutely horrific! It looked like at least a group of at least 200 hairy Rino’s but the look was to small to examine exactly what they were. The worst part of it was, although I am perfectly fit and healthy, I could tell they were gaining on me fast. I suddenly realized that it was when I took the photo, that the heard of these strange creatures started chasing me. I took my camera from my backpack, while still sprinting away from the creatures that were chasing me, and threw it on the ground as hard as I could, making sure the camera was destroyed as it thumped on the ground. The creatures chasing me must of realized the camera was destroyed and I soon found myself running with nothing chasing me no more. With a sigh of relief I lay on the grass, gasping to catch my breath. Once I had finally overcome my runaway from the monsters, I thought I better get as far away as possible from them, incase of other miss-haps... especially with only a few meters away eating grass like group of cows having a feast on the long soggy grass they were all surrounded by. Every few steps I made to get away, I would turn around to make sure the “monsters” weren't slowly but secretly following me. I made it about a km before I was suddenly zapped again. When I got zapped both time’s it made me feel slightly dizzy in the process of being teleported to another undiscovered diminution, well so I thought.

__Wednesday 6 July 2011__


 * Story 2/Tele-Porter**

It was the closet we had ever been to finding another dimention in our galaxy. It was 2002 and I was the test dummy for the latest science test on traveling to other places in this world that know one had discovered in seconds. My name is Robert Peterson and this is my story.

I hoped into the travel machine, feeling excited but still awfully nervous about the results of what could happen, and what will happen. By the size of the machine, they must have thought I was pretty big, with all the left over space in the machine with me in it. I new everything to do and had everything I needed for being out in the open, to all creatures and living things that had and had not been discovered. The scientist yelled out in the launching pad, “Ready?” “Yes” I reply’d “3......2......1” He said, “Your off”.

In a blast I was gone and flying threw time and worlds at the same time, not knowing what to do. It felt like I could fly myself, but without having control of where I’m flying too.

I made it out of the portal tunnel, and was teleported to a completely different world, a place like know other. “Come in, come in can you here me”, the scientists asked me over the walkie talkie. “I’m here, in some kind of place and taking my first photo of the place” I reply’d “Good job, we can’t seem to locate where you are and the tele-porter seems to be playing up a bit, but you should be fine”, the scientist told me. If I wasn’t concentrating on the photo from my camera, this news would of made me start to panic. “Yes sir” I reply’d. As the I took the photo, the flash made some sort of mini disruption in the forest ahead of me. In front of me was a massive rainforest with nearly all tree’s shaking like made. I new I was in trouble and started sprinting my heart out South ways, as far away from the forest as possible while trying to grab my walkie-talkie. “Pick up, pick up somethings after me” I shouted into the machine. “God Damn” The walkie-talkie wasn’t working.

__Monday 4 July 2011__


 * Story 1/Taken - Editing:**

Jakes mum is usually home at around 3.30pm and works at her own Hairdresser shop, while their dad works at the British Parliament and is the co-leader of operation Lardin, working to take Osama Bin-Lardin down along with his closest terrorist buddy’s. Their dad is normally home at around 5.00 - 6.00pm. Now it was 6.15pm and both Lauren, being the youngest of the two was starting to panic. Jake is 13 while Lauren is 9 years old.

“Mums never this late, Maybe we should walk to her work and check on her” Lauren whined to Jake. “Give it another 5 minutes Lauren, she’ll be here any minute” Jake told Lauren trying to calm her dow although he was starting to panic him self. Just as said that their were two, big loud thumbs on the front door. Jake rushed to the door hoping it was Mum or dad, but at the door were two tall police officers holding their hats down by their pants, looking pretty upset. “James, and Lauren I have some important news. Your mother and father have both been kidnapped”. When Jake herd the news, him and Lauren both bursted into tears. “No, no this can’t be” Lauren yelped. “I want to know who and were these people are and located, James added”. It was the officers jobs to keep the two calm after this horribly news. Lauren seemed to be more upset then Jake about the news but this was because he was trying to play the big brother act for Lauren, although even for Jake the tears were hard to keep in.

Lauren and Jake had to stay the first couple of nights at the Police Station, scared and horrified that their parents were both gone and that they might not see them again. They had a nice warm room, with a single bed each and also a small draw, for all their clothes in. They found it strange that the police would have a room like this in such a intense place like this. All the police officers seemed really nice to Lauren and Jake, but the 3 days they spend their were as boring as ever, just having to sit down and do nothing. The police found them a temporary foster home, just down the road from the Police Station with a big house and a former detective, named Joe with no kids or a wife. “Hello, Lauren and Jake” He said in a nice calm voice, “I’m Joe and I’ve heard quite a bit about you, and if your up to it we start our own case to find your parents”.

Both Lauren, and Jake seemed really comfortable at the new house with it having a pool and being nearly twice the size of their parents home. They still missed their old house, with all their old memory’s when their parents were around. Jake couldn’t live with this... not knowing if his parents are around or not, and decided to take Joe up on the case he was talking about at the started scene the Police hadn’t picked up any information on their case so far.

When Jake asked all Joe reply’d “Ok we’ll give it ago but only if Lauren’s up to it. If we find any information we may dig deeper”. Jake seemed exited and nervous at the same time when Lauren agreed on the mission. The weren't going to bring the police into this quit investigation yet. It could go any way, they could find their parents or it could turn into a complete disaster.

They were initially going to start researching about who and where the kidnappers were located, but with all the determination running threw Jake’s head he started his own little search at night, when he was supposed to be asleep on one of the laptops they had around the house. This little search turned into a big discovery. He found out that the kidnappers were part of the Alcida gang working with Osama Bin-Ladin, the worlds most wanted terrorist and the man Jake and Lauren’s dad was so close to take down. It all made sense now to Jake. When Bin-Laden found out how close he was to prison, he had know other choice but to kidnap his dad and wife. He researched from 8.30pm (his foster bedtime) to 1.42pm. On a usual school day this would be crazy, but with their parents being kidnapped Jake and Lauren were allowed to have a couple of weeks off school.

The next morning, after a long sleep in as soon as Jake woke up he told Joe about the information he had found the night before. With the house being so big it got annoying having to find Joe. Joe was a bit angry at first with Jake staying up so late but was pleased also. “Looks like you’ve found all the information we need to find your parents Jake” Joe told Jake, looking quite pleased with him. Jake had found that the kidnappers were located in Astana, Kazakhstan in a little ally-way up north in one of their many meeting houses up North. When they had told Police about this information they were allowed to fly to Kazakhstan, after Lauren and Jake had done a small amount of undercover training.

Luckily the Astana airport was located just down the road from the ally-way. It was only 2.45pm in the after-noon, and they had packed light for the trip so they seemed to have enough time time to head down to the meeting house.

The meeting house was heavily covered in old bricks and layered with old bits of wood to keep intruders out. The tried taking some of the wood bits apart lightly without making much noise. When they did this they heard a loud scream. Lauren and Jake both new it was there mum. When this happened the plan of lightly unsealing the planks of wood turned into ripping and smashing everything in their path, with all the itrenelin rushing threw them. When they finally knocked down the wall, they sprinted to their mum, hugging and kissing her. Jake asked “wheres dad, I thought he was trapped with you?”. “He’s been taken to Russia” mum reply’d sadly. “With you with us mum, we are sure to get dad back” Lauren said. With mum here with Lauren and Jake it felt much more like their normal family, with still a scared feeling lurking in the back round.

__Wednesday 28 June 2011__


 * Draft:**

Jakes mum is usually home at around 3.30pm and works at her own Hairdresser shop, while their dad works at the British Parliament and is the co-leader of operation Lardin, working to take Osama Bin-Lardin down along with his closest terrorist buddy’s. Their dad is normally home at around 5.00 - 6.00pm. Now it was 6.15pm and both Lauren, being the youngest of the two was starting to panic. Jake is 13 while Lauren is 9 years old.

“Mums never this late, Maybe we should walk to her work and check on her” Lauren whined to Jake. “Give it another 5 minutes Lauren, she’ll be here any minute” Jake told Lauren trying to calm her dow although he was starting to panic him self. Just as said that their were two, big loud thumbs on the front door. Jake rushed to the door hoping it was Mum or dad, but at the door were two tall police officers holding their hats down by their pants, looking pretty upset. “James, and Lauren I have some important news. Your mother and father have both been kidnapped”. When Jake herd the news, him and Lauren both bursted into tears. “No, no this can’t be” Lauren yelped. “I want to know who and were these people are and located, James added”. It was the officers jobs to keep the two calm after this horribly news. Lauren seemed to be more upset then Jake about the news but this was because he was trying to play the big brother act for Lauren, although even for Jake the tears were hard to keep in.

Lauren and Jake had to stay the first couple of nights at the Police Station, scared and horrified that their parents were both gone and that they might not see them again. They had a nice warm room, with a single bed each and also a small draw, for all their cloths in. They found it strange that the police would have a room like this in such a intense place like this. All the police officers seemed really nice to Lauren and Jake, but the 3 days they spend their were as boring as ever, just having to sit down and do nothing.The police found them a temporary foster home, just down the road from the Police Station with a big house and a former detective, named Joe with no kids or a wife. “Hello, Lauren and Jake” He said in a nice calm voice, “I’m Joe and I’ve heard quite a bit about you, and if your up to it we start our own case to find your parents”.

Both Lauren and Jake seemed really comfortable at the new house. It was twice the size of their usual house, but they both missed their old house, with all their old memory’s when their parents were around. Jake couldn’t live with this... not knowing if his parents are around or not, and decided to take Joe up on the case he was talking about at the started scene the Police hadn’t picked up any information on their case so far.

When Jake asked all Joe reply’d “Ok we’ll give it ago but only if Lauren’s up to it. If we find any information we may dig deeper”. Jake seemed exited and nervous at the same time when Lauren agreed on the mission. The weren't going to bring the police into this quit investigation yet. It could go any way, they could find their parents or it could turn into a complete disaster.

They were initially going to start researching about who and where the kidnappers were located, but with all the determination running threw Jake’s head he started his own little search at night, when he was supposed to be asleep on one of the laptops they had around the house. This little search turned into a big discovery. He found out that the kidnappers were part of the Alcida gang working with Osama Bin-Ladin, the worlds most wanted terrorist and the man Jake and Lauren’s dad was so close to take down. It all made sense now to Jake. When Bin-Laden found out how close he was to prison, he had know other choice but to kidnap his dad and wife. He researched from 8.30pm (his foster bedtime) to 1.42pm. On a usual school day this would be crazy, but with their parents being kidnapped Jake and Lauren were allowed to have a couple of weeks off school.

The next morning, after a long sleep in as soon as Jake woke up he told Joe about the information he had found the night before. With the house being so big it got annoying having to find Joe. Joe was a bit angry at first with Jake staying up so late but was pleased also. “Looks like you’ve found all the information we need to find your parents Jake” Joe told Jake, looking quite pleased with him. Jake had found that the kidnappers were located in Astana, Kazakhstan in a little ally-way up north in one of their many meeting houses up North. When they had told Police about this information they were allowed to fly to Kazakhstan, after Lauren and Jake had done a small amount of undercover training.

Luckily the Astana airport was located just down the road from the ally-way. It was only 2.45pm in the after-noon, and they had packed light for the trip so they seemed to have enough time time to head down to the meeting house.

The meeting house was heavily covered in old bricks and layered with old bits of wood to keep intruders out. The tried taking some of the wood bits apart lightly without making much noise. When they did this they heard a loud scream. Lauren and Jake both new it was there mum. When this happened the plan of lightly unsealing the planks of wood turned into ripping and smashing everything in their path, with all the itrenelin rushing threw them. When they finally knocked down the wall, they sprinted to their mum, hugging and kissing her. Jake asked “wheres dad, I thought he was trapped with you?”. “He’s been taken to Russia” mum reply’d sadly. “With you with us mum, we are sure to get dad back” Lauren said. With mum here with Lauren and Jake it felt much more like their normal family, with still a scared feeling lurking in the back round.

__Tuesday 27 June 2011__


 * Draft:**

Jakes mum is usually home at around 3.30pm and works at her own Hairdresser shop, while their dad works at the British Parliament and is the co-leader of operation Lardin, working to take Osama Bin-Lardin down along with his closest terrorist buddy’s. Their dad is normally home at around 5.00 - 6.00pm. Now it was 6.15pm and both Lauren, being the youngest of the two was starting to panic. Jake is 13 while Lauren is 9 years old.

“Mums never this late, Maybe we should walk to her work and check on her” Lauren whined to Jake. “Give it another 5 minutes Lauren, she’ll be here any minute” Jake told Lauren trying to calm her dow although he was starting to panic him self. Just as said that their were two, big loud thumbs on the front door. Jake rushed to the door hoping it was Mum or dad, but at the door were two tall police officers holding their hats down by their pants, looking pretty upset. “James, and Lauren I have some important news. Your mother and father have both been kidnapped”. When Jake herd the news, him and Lauren both bursted into tears. “No, no this can’t be” Lauren yelped. “I want to know who and were these people are and located, James added”. It was the officers jobs to keep the two calm after this horribly news. Lauren seemed to be more upset then Jake about the news but this was because he was trying to play the big brother act for Lauren, although even for Jake the tears were hard to keep in.

Lauren and Jake had to stay the first couple of nights at the Police Station, scared and horrified that their parents were both gone and that they might not see them again. They had a nice warm room, with a single bed each and also a small draw, for all their cloths in. They found it strange that the police would have a room like this in such a intense place like this. All the police officers seemed really nice to Lauren and Jake, but the 3 days they spend their were as boring as ever, just having to sit down and do nothing.The police found them a temporary foster home, just down the road from the Police Station with a big house and a former detective, named Joe with no kids or a wife. “Hello, Lauren and Jake” He said in a nice calm voice, “I’m Joe and I’ve heard quite a bit about you, and if your up to it we start our own case to find your parents”.

Both Lauren and Jake seemed really comfortable at the new house. It was twice the size of their usual house, but they both missed their old house, with all their old memory’s when their parents were around. Jake couldn’t live with this... not knowing if his parents are around or not, and decided to take Joe up on the case he was talking about at the started scene the Police hadn’t picked up any information on their case so far.

When Jake asked all Joe reply’d “Ok we’ll give it ago but only if Lauren’s up to it. If we find any information we may dig deeper”. Jake seemed exited and nervous at the same time when Lauren agreed on the mission. The weren't going to bring the police into this quit investigation yet. It could go any way, they could find their parents or it could turn into a complete disaster.

They were initially going to start researching about who and where the kidnappers were located, but with all the determination running threw Jake’s head he started his own little search at night, when he was supposed to be asleep on one of the laptops they had around the house. This little search turned into a big discovery. He found out that the kidnappers were part of the Alcida gang working with Osama Bin-Ladin, the worlds most wanted terrorist and the man Jake and Lauren’s dad was so close to take down. It all made sense now to Jake. When Bin-Laden found out how close he was to prison, he had know other choice but to kidnap his dad and wife. He researched from 8.30pm (his foster bedtime) to 1.42pm. On a usual school day this would be crazy, but with their parents being kidnapped Jake and Lauren were allowed to have a couple of weeks off school.

The next morning, after a long sleep in as soon as Jake woke up he told Joe about the information he had found the night before. With the house being so big it got annoying having to find Joe. Joe was a bit angry at first with Jake staying up so late but was pleased also. “Looks like you’ve found all the information we need to find your parents Jake” Joe told Jake, looking quite pleased with him. Jake had found that the kidnappers were located in Astana, Kazakhstan in a little ally-way up north in one of their many meeting houses up North. When they had told Police about this information they were allowed to fly to Kazakhstan, after Lauren and Jake had done a small amount of undercover training.

Luckily the Astana airport was located just down the road from the ally-way. It was only 2.45pm in the after-noon, and they had packed light for the trip so they seemed to have enough time time to head down to the meeting house.

__Monday 26 June 2011__


 * Draft:**

Jakes mum is usually home at around 3.30pm and works at her own Hairdresser shop, while their dad works at the British Parliament and is the co-leader of operation Lardin, working to take Osama Bin-Lardin down along with his closest terrorist buddy’s. Their dad is normally home at around 5.00 - 6.00pm. Now it was 6.15pm and both Lauren, being the youngest of the two was starting to panic. Jake is 13 while Lauren is 9 years old.

“Mums never this late, Maybe we should walk to her work and check on her” Lauren whined to Jake. “Give it another 5 minutes Lauren, she’ll be here any minute” Jake told Lauren trying to calm her dow although he was starting to panic him self. Just as said that their were two, big loud thumbs on the front door. Jake rushed to the door hoping it was Mum or dad, but at the door were two tall police officers holding their hats down by their pants, looking pretty upset. “James, and Lauren I have some important news. Your mother and father have both been kidnapped”. When Jake herd the news, him and Lauren both bursted into tears. “No, no this can’t be” Lauren yelped. “I want to know who and were these people are and located, James added”. It was the officers jobs to keep the two calm after this horribly news. Lauren seemed to be more upset then Jake about the news but this was because he was trying to play the big brother act for Lauren, although even for Jake the tears were hard to keep in.

Lauren and Jake had to stay the first couple of nights at the Police Station, scared and horrified that their parents were both gone and that they might not see them again. They had a nice warm room, with a single bed each and also a small draw, for all their cloths in. They found it strange that the police would have a room like this in such a intense place like this. All the police officers seemed really nice to Lauren and Jake, but the 3 days they spend their were as boring as ever, just having to sit down and do nothing.The police found them a temporary foster home, just down the road from the Police Station with a big house and a former detective, named Joe with no kids or a wife. “Hello, Lauren and Jake” He said in a nice calm voice, “I’m Joe and I’ve heard quite a bit about you, and if your up to it we start our own case to find your parents”.

Both Lauren and Jake seemed really comfortable at the new house. It was twice the size of their usual house, but they both missed their old house, with all their old memory’s when their parents were around. Jake couldn’t live with this... not knowing if his parents are around or not, and decided to take Joe up on the case he was talking about at the started scene the Police hadn’t picked up any information on their case so far.

__Friday 24 June 2011__

**Story Making:**
Britain, Kazakhstan, Russia
 * Setting:**

2008
 * Time:**

Jake, Lauren, Mum, Dad, Bin-Laden and men
 * Characters:**

Lauren and Jake are part of a perfectly normal family in the UK, with their mum and dad. Their dad works in the British parlarment and is on a case to take down Osama-Binlardin, and is very close to successfully take him and his men down... Until he gets captured by Binlardins men, along with his wife on the other side of Europe in Kazakhstan... so they think.
 * Problem:**

When they find exactly where they think their parents are they only end up finding their mum, who knows only that their dad is located somewhere in Russia. (Note that them finding their father will not be in the story).
 * Plot:**

Lauren Jake
 * Major Characters:**

Mum Dad Grandma
 * Minor Characters:**

Normal family life, until both mum and dad get kidnapped while Jake and Lauren are at school leaving them to find their parents from square 1.
 * Event 1:**

Lauren and Jake are now with Grandma and slowly getting clues. Once enough clues are found the fly to Kazakhstan.
 * Event 2:**

Now they know exactly where about’s their parents are, but when they go to find them only mums their strapped up in a chair with a dirty old rag over her mouth, sweating like crazy.
 * Event 3:**


 * Draft:**

Jakes mum is usually home at around 3.30pm and works at her own Hairdresser shop, while their dad works at the British Parliament and is the co-leader of operation Lardin, working to take Osama Bin-Lardin down along with his closest terrorist buddy’s. Their dad is normally home at around 5.00 - 6.00pm. Now it was 6.15pm and both Lauren, being the youngest of the two was starting to panic. Jake is 13 while Lauren is 9 years old.

“Mums never this late, Maybe we should walk to her work and check on her” Lauren whined to Jake. “Give it another 5 minutes Lauren, she’ll be here any minute” Jake told Lauren trying to calm her dow although he was starting to panic him self. Just as said that their were two, big loud thumbs on the front door. Jake rushed to the door hoping it was Mum or dad, but at the door were two tall police officers holding their hats down by their pants, looking pretty upset. “James, and Lauren I have some important news. Your mother and father have both been kidnapped”. When Jake herd the news, him and Lauren both bursted into tears. “No, no this can’t be” Lauren yelped. “I want to know who and were these people are and located, James added”. It was the officers jobs to keep the two calm after this horribly news. Lauren seemed to be more upset then Jake about the news but this was because he was trying to play the big brother act for Lauren, although even for Jake the tears were hard to keep in.

__Wednesday 21 June 2011__

**Story Making:**
Britain, Kazakhstan, Russia
 * Setting:**

2008
 * Time:**

Jake, Lauren, Mum, Dad, Bin-Laden and men
 * Characters:**

Lauren and Jake are part of a perfectly normal family in the UK, with their mum and dad. Their dad works in the British parlarment and is on a case to take down Osama-Binlardin, and is very close to successfully take him and his men down... Until he gets captured by Binlardins men, along with his wife on the other side of Europe in Kazakhstan... so they think.
 * Problem:**

When they find exactly where they think their parents are they only end up finding their mum, who knows only that their dad is located somewhere in Russia. (Note that them finding their father will not be in the story).
 * Plot:**

Lauren Jake
 * Major Characters:**

Mum Dad Grandma
 * Minor Characters:**

Normal family life, until both mum and dad get kidnapped while Jake and Lauren are at school leaving them to find their parents from square 1.
 * Event 1:**

Lauren and Jake are now with Grandma and slowly getting clues. Once enough clues are found the fly to Kazakhstan.
 * Event 2:**

Now they know exactly where about’s their parents are, but when they go to find them only mums their strapped up in a chair with a dirty old rag over her mouth, sweating like crazy.
 * Event 3:**

Mum was dew home over an hour ago. She’s a hairdresser and usually gets home from work at around 4.30pm. It was know 5.45pm. Lauren, my sister was getting up tight and worried about mum and it was my job to calm her down, although I was a bit worried as well. Dad usually is home around at 7.30pm and he works at the British Parliament, the co-leader of Operation Lard-in, taking down Osama Bin-Lard-in and all of his closest Tourist members. They are the closest that they have ever been on this Operation and have been working on this for just over a year. “I think we should go over to the hair dressers Jake”, Lauren said franticly. “Give it another five minutes Lauren”. Just as I was saying that their was a big, loud three thumps on the door. With the noise of the knocks I thought I better get it, in case it was importrant.
 * Draft Story:**

__Friday 10 June 2011__

Imagination

Walking the streets of Los Angeles lives wacky, crazy and fun Imagination spreading colors all around town. She wears a long pink, leather coat followed buy long flat tites and a bright yellow tutu. She has bright blonde hair with all streaks of fluro colors. In her mind anything is possible. Her closest friends are are dream, explore and faith although she has many others. She can imagine anything from raining gum balls to having super powers and in the next day or so all her imagines shall come to life. Her house is small but she makes the most out of it as her real house lives in her imagination. Her room is full with colors left, right and centre but what would we all do with out Imagination.