Tuesday, December 29, 2009
A Black Hole
So, you set sail on your ship at five o'clock in the morning. Two hours later you see a black hole up ahead! You tell the crew chief to turn around and go back to Fisherland. He tells you that they can't move the ship. You are scared about dieing, that you bite your nails and loose control of your body! You look back, the ship is sailing closer and closer and closer. Then the back of the ship blows up! You get so scared that you jump off the ship, then you see that was not a smart move. The black hole is six-teen feet away, you try to swim as fast as the speed of sound away from it. But then it gets you in it, as you get scars on your face you drown. You wake up and it was just a dream.