Invisibility

If I had the decision to be able to fly or turn invisible, I would chose being invisible. I would chose this because it seems way more exciting than flying. There are also a lot of beneficial aspects to being invisible, that I think I am intrigued by. For example, if someone that I strongly dislike is having a get together, I can go and spoil their time without taking any blame. This would also save me a lot of embarrassment, and it would make the plan go a lot more smoothly. Or, if I wanted to leave school early and did not have the correct papers to do so, I would be able to just walk out without anyone knowing. Another great thing I can do is scare my siblings while acting like a ghost, it would be really fun and amusing to plan out an elaborate scare, and watch them cry in fear afterwards. Overall, there are a lot of benefits to being able to become invisible, and my reasonings prove enough to me that it is better than flying.

If my new cell phone was just stolen...

If my new cell phone was just stolen, the first thing I would do is have an anxiety attack. This would probably last for a good part of the day, and would begin to die down through your the course of my day. After I gained my composure, I would open my iCloud account from my laptop, and track my phone. If this work and I do find out the location of my cellular device, I would call my uncle and ask him to go with me to get the cell phone. If he is unavailable, I would then ask one of my older cousins, or a friend of the family that is also big, and intimidating. This is just in case the theif tries to pull one over on me, because people do not fear me that often no matter how hard I try, and I tend to laugh in uncomfortable situations. If this situation arose, I would definitely be uncomfortable.

Desperate Measures

About a year ago, my family and I took our annual trip to Cedar Point. After a day of adventure we all went to the car to have a snack and talk about our day as usual. Everything was going good, the snacks tasted just right, and the pictures of me actually came out well which was also a nice surprise. My cousins and I even started to play a game of freeze tag to pass the time as the adults were getting the babies ready. After about forty five minutes of this, we were ready to go home, hit the showers, and sleep well. However, we were all in for an unexpected detour. This particular bump in the road, caused many to be nauseous, and one of the babies even burst out in tears. My cousin, I will leave him un-named, had to go to the bathroom. Not only did he have to go to the bathroom, he had to drop a few children off at the Browns game. So, his mother or my aunt gave him a bag and some baby wipes, and told him to go out of sight with it, and he did. When he got back to the car, my mother asked how he disposed of the bag, since we were in the middle of no where. He responed calmly, and told her that he had left it on the side of the road. We all thought this was the best decision because no one wanted to smell anything. The burning question of the day remained, "How did he pull off going to the bathroom in a ziplock bag?"