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Friday, October 23, 2015

The Story about a Funny but Grate Superhero gone Bad

                                                         

            LUIS JORGE                             808           

                Dead Pool
             
On June 7, 2002  a great hero was born. The  named James Brown Jackson. I lived in Canada in a small cabin with my dad, Hill Jackson, and my mom, Mary Jackson. when I was Ten , on my  birthday, I got a dog named Ben and a toy Superman. I loved superheroes. I said, "When I grow up, I want to be a superhero.'' to my dad and my mom but on that night  I heard a nose down to see what is it  then some one yell. I so my dad being attack by something I did not get a good look at and my mom was try to help my dad. I said ''mom what happening" my dog was also try then more came into the house My mom yell ruuuun! I run throw the door and Ben came to  I run and run did not look back then I jump and did not made it I hit my head. I wake up I so a light but I look taller  the doctor said '' you was in the Coma for 10 year.                 
                                       To be continued.....