Case 169

It was a cold gloomy night and the moon was shiny bright. I had just received a threat note and I had notified the police. They said I would be just fine and that they would look into the problem. I knew there must have been something about the note that drove me crazy. I was on my porch when suddenly I was hit in the head lying not unconscious, but dead.

My name is Po and last name is Tato and this is the start to my case. A women named Reeta Freddy also to be know as my fiance. She died while I was out of town on a important case that was solved just yesterday I came back and saw her dead. As soon as I called my boss and told him about the case he instantly gave me the job. From that point on I have been trying to solve her case.

It has been only about a year and I am still trying to find her killer. My boss insisted that we dropped the case, but I kept going. I had looked over the letter she had received over and over again. I looked on the back of it and seen the letters CJ I thought of any possibilities of what it had meant. “The name of the group or maybe the name of the leader,” I thought to myself.

A few days later the case was dropped and that was also the day I had quit my job. The last words out of my mouth with the job where, “You drop the case you drop me!” And so thats what I did. I had walked outside of the building I once worked in and saw a man running away from another death with the letters CJ on the back of his coat. I instantly chased him down.

He turned his head around and noticed me and yelled behind him in a brooklyn accent, “You don’t want to do this Po!”

I tackled him as he had started to drink from a oddly small container and I shouted at his face, “Tell me who you are now before this fist becomes your lunch!”

“Alright Po, but listen man when I tell ya what I did don't get crazy alright man!” It wasn’t my fault it was my bosses doing not me I do this job for the good of the people you know what I’m sayin?”

“Look pall if I dont get answers I will go crazy.”

“Alright Po my name is John, John Freeta.” he coughs loudly and blood spurts out as he does so.

I look down to my left and notice a bones and skull on the label of the container he drank from I turn it around and notice the words poison on the front of it. I scream in his face, “Tell me your leader!”

“Chri-.”

“Darn you!”

I inspect his body and see many other threaten notes in his coat. One of which had the name of this victim on it, George, just plain George no last name was placed on the threat note. I thought to myself “George, George, George, George,” I then instantly thought,George Hager!” I remember him and his wife where the nicest in town always so welcoming never rude or impolite.

I search more of the man's coat and find a letter from the leader of CJ himself, but no name on it so I read the note that states, “Dear John Freeta, I want you to kill George Hagar right after your done taking care of buisness with a in particular someone. You know his name and you know how cautious you must be.” I go ahead and head over to his wifes house if she noticed any suspicious activity with her husband. As soon as I knock on the door I hear say, “Just a minute,” but it wasn’t like she was last time. I could notice she sounded depressed rather than about a week ago.

She opens the door greeting me inside to sit down.

“Oh Po! So, what brings you here today?”

She looks confused as why I would be here.

“I’m here to talk about George.”

“Yes, about him, George hasn’t been himself lately. For the past few days he has been pushing me away and not being close to me as normal. He was going to talk about it tonight.”

“Yea about that,”

I itch the back of my head trying to think of a way to break it down to her when suddenly the phone rings. She then picks up.

“Hello? She whispers to me, “listen to this,” she clicks the phone on speaker.

A odd voice comes out of the phone, “You have 2 minutes to cough up 5,000 dollars or you will end up just like your husband sweetie ya got that.”

“What, who-who is this!”

I can see her makeup run down her face.

“Thats not important right now what's important is your life be ready in 2 mins.”

“How am I-.” She starts crying on my shoulder. “Is-is he dead?”

“Yes,” I look at the right side of me and look below me and notice my gun gone. I realize I don't have any of my old equipment. “Look we need to get ready and fast! Do you have any guns or any sort of weapon?”

“I have my grandfathers old military knife from Nom.”

“Show it to me and fast!”

I look outside and see 2 cars. The men inside had just started to get out of there cars. They had fully loaded guns there were about 4 of them. She tosses the knife to me just as they broke through the door.

They instantly shot her like it was nothing and then turned to me as I was in a swing motion with the knife to the odd mans face and he kicks me in the face and I black out. END.

The Lo Chang Legacy

This is a story about a man who has done things beyond stupid and weird, but the thing that was most stupid is what this story is be about. It was a sunny morning with the birds about and a asian man with sunglasses a shirt that had the american dream on the front of it and he was staring out into the distance it was Lo Chang. With confidence he drove to his job at BBC. After that he went home thinking it was a great idea to visit his neighbor. When he went over to his neighbor he noticed something that he had been wanting for years ever since he was a child.

His neighbor asks if he wants anything to eat. He quickly refuses and waits for his neighbor to go and grab food for himself. He looks at the object he had been wanting it was a million dollar figure of Bill Gates, the best part was it was also a bobble head. As he grabs it, the neighbor turns around the corner and notices him stealing it. He drops the plate full of snakes and the drink in his left hand.

The neighbor says aloud, “I have no idea why I was so willing to let you in.” He bolted to Lo Chang and Lo Chang also started bolting. Lo Chang ran outside immediately going to his house and locking the door. His neighbor screamed, “You're dead to me!”

Lo Chang responded saying, “Come at me boro.” His asian accent made it so he couldn't say bro efficiently.

“Just wait until the cops come!”

“You ain’t got nothin on me!” 15 minutes later the cops arrive.

They scream through the megaphone, “Put down the Bills Gates figure out front now or we will use force.”

One of youngest officers whispers, “This is just silly. Why would something like this ever be worth that much?”

“Its Bill Gates bro.”

“I will not say this again, come out now or we will bring force!”Lo Chang walks outside with his hands up and the figure in his hands.“Drop the figure!” Lo Chang takes his clothes off and starts running with the figure. All the cops are shocked. They just stare in amazement and get in their cars.

“Thats one crazy man,” says one officer. Lo Chang decides to go on the road and wave his hands in front of a car.

Then the person in the car which appeared to be a women got out and said, “What is wrong with you?” He pushed her out of the way and hopped in the car.

“Did a asian man with only boxers on push you on the ground?”

“Yes, like he just stood in front of the car and I got out and then he pushed me. Then he took my car, like who does that?”

“Thats all mam, thank you.” A high speed chase went into role with a helicopter hovering over them. Eventually Lo Chang came to a stop when hitting a McDonalds. He was instantly arrested. Now all that was left was court.

He was sentenced to life in prison. He was then known as the world's dumbest criminal. His next idea was to escape prison. His stupid ideas kept rolling in throughout that day. He also had a inmate with the name of Ray Rice, he was in prison for abuse.

When Lo Chang walked in he said, “Sup dawg”.

Ray Rice was ten times his everything.Lo Chang looked at him and was amazed. Lo Chang was only a small middle aged asian man trying to fit in the the kids now in days and Ray Rice was a man 5’8 and 212 pounds. Not that much bigger than Lo Chang in height, but bigger in just about everything else. Lo Chang didn’t respond he just sat there amazed.

“You going to say something or not dawg?”

“Yea, sup boro.” Lo Chang got the idea the he could use Ray Rice to help him escape. “Hey you up for getting out of this place man?”

“Yea dawg, but when and how we goin’ to do this jizz?” Lo Chang whispers in his ear the plan.

“We are going to need to get the guards key first.”

“Now how we going to do that.”

“You will take down the guard.”

“Alright, alright I dig it.”

“Then we escape from there.”

“What if other guards notice?”

“You take them out.”

“Alright lets do this.” They wait till night to start there escape. When night comes Lo Chang wakes Ray Rice and then the guard turns around and notices us awake

“Hey Ray Rice, is it cool if I get a autograph?”

“Sure dawg. I just need you to open this up real quick alright wait till the camera turns and don't tell the guards about this.” The prison door opens and the guard is instantly slapped to the ground right after.

“Alright lets go dawg.” They have a perfect opening to escape. It was like a cartoon came alive. They sprinted as fast as they could down to the prison wall and hoped over it and ran into the sunset to later go to prison again. The end.

the Great Biography of Bob Marley February PPOW

Bob Marley

Bob Marley was a Jamaican singer, musician, and songwriter. He served as a world ambassador for reggae music and sold more than 20 million records in his career. Making him the first superstar to come from the third world. Which is developing countries of Asia, Africa, and Latin America. Bob Marley a man who started a great starting bloom in global culture.

Bob Marley was born on February 6, 1945, in St. Ann Parish, Jamaica. In 1963 Bob Marley formed a group with his friends called Wailing Wailers. The Wailers’ break came in 1972, once they done a contract with Island Records. Bob Marley had sold 20 million plus records with in his career, making him the first international superstar. Which is where he had come from the Third World. He had died in Miami, Florida, on May 11, 1981.

Bob Marley helped introduce reggae music into the world and still is one of the genre’s most beloved artist to this day. The son of a black teenage mother and very older, later absent white father, he spent his younger years at St. Ann Parish, in the rural village known to be Nine Miles. One of his friends as a child in St. Ann was Neville “Bunny” O’Riley Livingston. Bob Marley and Neville went to the same school and also shared a love for music. Later Livingston’s father and Marley’s mother became involved. They had all lived together for a time in kingston, according to Christopher John Farley’s “Before the legend: The Rise of Bob Marley.”

Coming into kingston in the late 1950s, Marley lived in Trench Town, one of the city’s poorest neighborhoods. He struggled in poverty, but he found inspiration in the music all around him. Trench town had a number of successful local performers and was considered the Motown of Jamaica. Sounds from the U.S. also come over the radio and throughout jukeboxes. Marley liked the artists Ray Charles, Elvis Presley, Fats Domino, and the Drifters. Marley and Livingston put most of their time with music.

A local record producer with the name of Leslie Kong, liked Marley’s vocals and had him record a few singles, the first one was called “Judge Not,” released in 1962. While he did not do well being a solo artist, Marley found some success joining forces with his friends. In 1963, Marley, Livingston, and Mcintosh formed the band Wailing Wailers. Their first single, “Simmer Down,” went on the top of the Jamaican charts in January 1964. By this time, the group also included Junior Brathwaite, Beverley Kelso, and Cherry Smith.

The group became very popular in Jamaica, but they had difficulty making it financially. Braithwaite, Kelso, and Smith left the group. The remaining members went apart for a long time. Marley had gone to the U.S. where his mother was now living. However, before he left, he married Rita Anderson on February 10, 1966.

After eight months, Marley returned to Jamaica. He grouped up with Livingston and Macintosh to form the Wailers. Around the time Marley was exploring his spiritual side and shown an interest. The Rastafari movement started in Jamaica in 1930s and got its beliefs from many places, including Jamaican nationalist Marcus Garvey, the Old Testament, and their African heritage and culture.

For a long period of time in the late 1960s, Marley worked with pop singer Johnny Nash. Nash scored a worldwide hit with Marley’s song “stir It Up.” The Wailers had also worked with producer Lee Perry during this time of era; some of their successful songs together were “Trench-town Rock,” “Soul Rebel” and “Four Hundred Years.” The Wailers added two new members in 1970: bassist Aston “Family Man” Barrett and his brother, drummer Carlton “Carlie” Barrett. The following year, Marley worked on a movie soundtrack in Sweden with Johnny Nash.

The Wailers got their break in 1972 when they had landed a contract with Island Records, discovered by Chris Blackwell. For the first time, the group had gone to the studios to record a full album. The result was the critically acclaimed “Catch a Fire.” To support the record, the Wailers toured throughout Britain and the U.S. in 1973, performing in an opening act for both Bruce Springsteen and Sly and the Family Stone. That same year, the group released their second full album, “Burnin”, featuring the hit song “I Shot the Sheriff.” Rock legend Eric Clapton had given a cover of the song in 1974, and it had became a Number one  hit in the U.S.

Already a much-admired star in Jamaica, Marley was going on his way to becoming an international music icon. He made the U.S. music charts with an album Rastaman Vibration in 1976. One track stands out as an expression of his devotion to his faith and his interest in the political change: “War.” The song’s lyrics were taken from the speech by Haile Selassie, the 20th century Ethiopian emperor who has been seen as a spiritual leader in the Rastafarian movement. A battle cry for freedom from oppression, the song discusses a new Africa, one without the racial hierarchy enforced by colonial rule.

Marley had a health scare in 1977. He got treatment in July of that year on a toe he had injured earlier that year. After discovering cancerous cells in his toe, doctors suggested amputation. Marley refused to have surgery, however, because his religious beliefs banned amputation.

Traveling to Europe, Bob Marley past unbelieved treatment in Germany, and was after that he able to fight off the cancer for months. It soon became clear that Marley didn’t have that much time to live, however, so Bob Marley set out to return to his beloved Jamaica one last time. Sadly, he would not manage to complete the journey, dying in Miami, Florida, on May 11, 1981. Shortly before his death, Marley had received the Order of Merit from the Jamaican government. He had also been awarded the Medal of Peace from the U.N. in 1980. Loved by the people of Jamaica Bob Marley was given a hero’s send-off. More than 30,000 people paid their respects to the musician during his memorial service, held within the National Arena in Kingston, Jamaica. Rita Marley, Marcia Griffiths, Judy Mowatt sang and the Wailers performed at the ceremony.

Bob Marley achieved several great accomplishments during his lifetime, including becoming a world ambassador for reggae music, earning process onto the Rock and Rock Hall of Fame in 1994, and selling more than 20 million records - making him the first international superstar to come from the Third World.

SWAG PPOW

The Hour of Time 2

The man screams at me, “stop now!” I look to my left and then on my right and notice a window. I sprint to the window while the man grabs for his Ak-47. I break the window with the hip of my gun. I charge through the broken window just in time. Through the window was one of those roofs on the side of the building (not all houses have that kind of roof by the window). I walk along it carefully, but then started running after he started shooting at the wall. I was then hit on the side of my leg.

The blood dripped fast, I held my bleeding leg that has gone threw all sorts of trouble. Me kicking the zombie and then me falling on the ground. It just got worse for my leg. I had no choice after that, but to jump off the roof, I jumped off and fell straight into some leaves and then I had fainted. Since I was in the leaves he must have noticed me and taken me into the house. Since I’m not dead now I can’t be killed by the man.

I awaken to a different man putting a needle into me that had the words health syringe on the side. Before I could even speak the man tells me that, “I’m safe for now and that the psycho that had attacked me was dead now.”

I tell him, “thank you.”

He says, “you shouldn’t be thanking me you should thank the others.”

I say, “Others?”

“Yes there are other people and they are waiting outside I wouldn’t suggest getting up yet not at this rate. Your leg was going to be a huge problem if we wouldn’t have come to kill the man he had piles of supply and he wasn’t negotiating at all when we said we had kids starving and dying.”

I wait for the man to wrap my leg and give the go to get up. He tells me, “Just let me know when ya need help with that leg and you probably would expect this by now but I’m the doc of the group just come to me for aid.” I walk outside and I notice people everywhere working together to make a wall get food almost everything you could imagine was here. The population was a good amount there were two kids around the age of eight what I’m guessing, a man that is young and another middle-aged man, and three women.

Yet another man came to me. He looked like a middle-aged man and said, “Welcome to the group, I’m Herald the cook of this fine establishment.” He was African American and looked great for his age, he was tall as well.

I ask, “Where are we?”

“Well we are not too far away from where you came from just at the inside of town. The only thing I fear right now is how long we will be able to stay here. Bandits and zombies will eventually get in. Well I got to start cookin’ but before I go I’ll tell you who’s who. The little man is my son Jerald and the little girl next to him is Darla no one knows what happened with her, we found her sleeping in a bush, can you believe that? Anyways the two men building are Wolfgang and Jeremy and last but not least the three women, December, Becky, and Sophia. Ask around and they’ll help you out see you later, little man.”

Before he takes off I tell him my name, “My name is Timmy!”

“Alright, Timmy, I’ll see you later!” I first go to two men working on the wall. I ask, “What is your guys goal with the building?”

The man who looks like Wolfgang tells me, “listen, kid, we can talk later, but I would rather stay focused. If you have any questions, you should ask the women over there.”

Jeremy tells me, “Hey don’t let him mind you. He just hasn’t been the same since the outbreak.”

I walk over by the kids instead of the women. Jerald looks at me and Darla acts confused. She tells me, “I thought your dad said NO MORE NEW PEOPLE!”

Jerald responds, “I don’t know why he is here! look new guy we got our eyes on you!”

One of the women come up to me and said, “Hi my name is Sophia, they’re just shy. When Wolfgang came in they hated him and thought he was a werewolf Because of his name. (she giggles) They got used to him and now they’re closer than ever.”

I respond, “It's alright I’ve been through all sorts of people saying wacky things like this all week.”

She tells me, “If you need anything we are all right here.”

I continue on with my time by checking out every bit of the base. One thing in particular that I noticed, was they had a watchtower in the middle of the place it wasn’t built by them it must have been there, but it was a great vantage point. It had also been locked up. I had many questions about the place and was going to question them about it when I had the chance.

I walked right over to Herald and asked him what he really cooks since there was no electricity, “Oh in the place the only thing they could think of naming me was chief since all I did was get food and set a fire to cook the other foods I get.”

“What about the tower up there. Do you know why its locked up?”

“I have no idea, my boy. You should probably get started and ready to go to bed. Its getting late.”

I respond, “Okay.”

Just as we all start to go to bed gun shots splurted outside. Then Herald screamed,”GET INSIDE! THERE IS A BATTLE GOIN ON OUTSIDE JUST KEEP DOWN!” To be continued……...