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Tori's Baskets: A Fictional Narrative

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The day started out as any other day. Except that today was Tori’s funeral. I don’t get why everyone has to wear black, I thought. I tried to stay focused on the funeral service but I kept getting side-tracked. Hmm, I thought. Not saying I’m going to do it, but what if I jumped over Tori’s casket? Would that be considered rude to jump over someone’s casket? If I started to the left side of it that would be my stating point. If I jumped over it, it would represent a parabola. Let’s say the starting point is (0, 0) because it’s the ground. If the formula to calculate my maximum point was f(x) = -14t2+5t+11 then by my estimate I’m guessing my maximum height would be (2,5) because the casket is only two feet wide maybe. Then when I reach the other …show more content…

Relax. I had an idea. “Guys! The evil what’s his face is the “new leader” right? SO he must have over-throwed the government! He must have gone to city hall and taken over somehow! So all we have to do is go to city hall and take our city back!” “What?! Crystal your crazy” Dylan stated. “Woah, Woah, Woah Crystal. Are seriously considering confronting the masked man and taking back our city? Because that is ludicrous!” Sara said. “Your right you guys. We need a full night’s sleep until we can fight the masked man” I paced back and forth. “Okay I know it’s crazy you guys but if we don’t do something no one will. So are you with me?” No one said anything. “Good then its decided. We’ll leave at midnight tonight” As midnight drew near the more nervous we were. We were sure Derek was dead but that didn’t phase us. We soon walked out of the house and the outside world was burned into flames everywhere. Sara, Dylan, and I all walked behind buildings and took back roads. We were unarmed but Dylan knew karate so we weren’t that worried. That is until we reached city hall. “Well. Well. Well….. Well.” Said a familiar voice. “Derek!” we all shouted. He wasn’t dead! We all raced to hug him but army soldiers pointed their guns at us.

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