The Magical Rock From the Roaring Law Mower

Hey again, sorry. My computer was being stupid yesterday. I typed up an awesome blog entry and I pressed "Publish Post" and it was like, "You need to sign in again!" So I did and then it said, "Error!" No! Chiaki it's true. What I said, it's all true!! Remember? Well, I said in a comment, "Computers are evil and I know they're secretly plotting against us humans! Seriously! My seventh grade computer teacher told us that we are smarter than the computer. HA! I believe different. They have their own monotonous, supposedly "SORRY ERROR HAS OCCURRED" excuse when they're really laughing its silly motherboard off inside... Evil, just evil." That's exactly what it said and it's true!! I honestly didn't think I was right. CURSE YOU TECHNOLOGY.

I have officially given up on the quote of the day because I can't really be bothered. Who knows, I might start it up again but as of now it's going to be put on hold.

I had a lot to tell you all yesterday but SOMEONE wouldn't let me post the stupid thing and then it didn't save because it was being stupid. Curse, curse, curse. Sometimes my luck just sucks sometimes. I'll just give you the major highlights.

You know how I was pegged by an acorn by some random dude? Well, yesterday, I was standing underneath the same tree, the same tree I always stand under when I got into saying something about the acorn the day before, it was something like, "I think this is God's secret way of smiting me!" Just on cue, an acorn falls from the tree and bounces off my arm. I swear, I'm like a Acorn Magnet. I don't get it! And then everyone started pulling acorns from the tree and throwing them at me. The only retort I had was, "Trees have feelings too! If it breaths, sways, and grows it has feeling! What if someone came up to you and started pulling hairs from your head?! OUCH!" Yes, I was defeated by acorns. I declare it, trees have feelings!

But, acorns are pretty harmless right? The lunch bell rings today and I go downstairs to retrieve my lunch from locker. I get it, stand up, (I have a bottom locker, lucky me, and it's in the busiest part of the school. Lucky me?) and I turn to see if Adrian is at her locker. She is, so I start to join her to walk to lunch and... WHAM! This lunch in a brown paper bag SKINS my left leg and slams into the lockers I'm walking past. I snap my head up to see who the heck thought they would be funny enough to throw a lunch at me. I see four guys Nathan, James, Jacob, and Riley. Remember him! Yeah, he's laughing and saying, "Jacob! Say your sorry!" Jacob just keeps laughing and they're all laughing at me and I was still like WTF!! And I knew that they didn't purposefully throw that at me and they are smarter than that and I just happened to be walking there. It was acorns NOW it's lunches?!"

Okay, let's get to the topic, hence the funny title. Here's the thing, the story start - Yes, I am going to be telling you a story and it's quite a weird one. It starts with this tiny rock, black, abnormally heavy rock about an inch long. This innocent rock could have KILLED SOMEONE! How?

It was six years ago when I was about nine and I was playing around in a small, plastic pool on the back porch of our house. It's me, my little brother, and my cousin Keisha in the pool. My mom is supervising us and my sister asks my mom for a Popsicle, hand already on the handle. My mom says no and just after she says that the entire back door, which is almost all glass, completely shatters but still stays in the frame.It scared the crap out of me! Here's what happened.

My dad was in the front yard mowing and my mom had previously dug up a rock, remember that innocent rock? Well, she dug it up threw it aside and my dad must have mowed over it and it was shot out. It went through a window in the front of the house, flew over the couch, OVER the counter and smashed into the back door. It traveled the entire way through our house without hitting anything. Ain't that just weird?! And, that think must have been traveling at a really high speed for it to break through a window, travel through our house and then shatter another window. Crazy huh?

But let me ask you this? What would have happened if my mom had said yes to that Popsicle my sister wanted? O_O

--Chelsea, The Acorn Magnet.