On Challenge

By Kerr

Challenges That Improve Your Life

Have you seen anybody get themselves eager by a few illusion tricks so plain, or a formal life going fast forward in the TV screen? Well its pretty plain for those scenes to happen inexpertly on your regular daily intervals. And they still refuse to stop happening today. Sometimes you sort of feel regretful or useless for what you do, and many of those things could never be changed. These rueful feelings have a big disadvantage of health and heart, and almost everyone in this world has had it. Most kids have had this feeling in their childhood life, and it’s often unforgotten when they have time to clear their mind. Like if you were offered a great benefit which you denied on having, you’d spent the rest of your life thinking about your decision. Well, that is what we are here to talk about. Many psychologists just tell you to let it go and think of something else, but it’s not as easy as you thought. It is challenging.

A Big Problem

What pops in to your mind when you’re subconscious or sleepy? Do you think of happy things that you like to do? Or do you think of regular news and your worries? No one can change your mood but you. Now, the best way of not being guilty is to try to be very responsible so you feel free. But the worst someone can do to you is to have a serious conversation. (Or bite you, if it’s necessary.) You just have to get it over with. Because sometimes life can get miserable and crying does not help. Many men work overtime to get more money, but their families usually don’t grow out of this habit. A good solution of happiness is your family. The same blooded relatives that bring kindness to you, when you just had a great loss, and is in a lot of stress. But sometimes, they are the problem of the solution.

Why Quit

你知不知道，抽烟会致癌。你看一看这两个肺，黑的是抽了烟的肺，粉的是没有抽烟的肺。

Mystery of the Stolen Gem

Now, now. You think that having a life is not so special and all that homework isn’t worth it. Your mom embarrassing in front of all your friends is such a drag. And you just hate your life when you spill soda on your favorite shoes. At least that doesn’t stain. But my theory stained. I mean-like you are lucky to have lived at least one hundred years. It’s lucky for me not to get shot before the age of death. That’s something that I encountered. The name’s Shuke. The story’s mine.

“Look at all this!” I heard my dad call from the dining room in the museum. My mom had died, so I really counted on my dad. Slowly, I walked over to the tearoom, where I was working for Carson. As you see, Carson was a manager of this famous museum in Ohio and I honored him a lot. Carson always had a cherry mood. But today he had a bad mood. He still had blue eyes, a light tan, and chestnut colored hair. But today his eyes looked sad and miserable. As I bent my head down, my hands flew to my mouth .There on the floor were pieces of fancy glass, a red ripped fabric, and most of all, my little cousin Eddie, Standing on the floor with money in his hand.
“I got job.” Eddie stated proudly. “I get in trouble and get money.
He chanted.
“Eddie,” I forced myself to say. “Who is paying you?” Eddie pointed to the doorway, and I saw a shadow. My father was a significant lawyer and yet he was prosperous, He could solve this by himself. But I could too. He just stood there as I rapidly chased after the thief. Boy, he was fast. I could only hear my footsteps thumping loudly against the floor. And I could barely see because I was running so fast that all I saw was a blur. As I raced sown to the main corridor, I could hear bumps and scratches. Then I hear a ripping sound and millions of small beads start shattering towards me when I reached the entrance I caught a glimpse of something shiny and sparkly. Like a diamond.
.Eddie And The Thief
I stared glumly as the sirens got louder and until all were surrounded people finally spoke
“I will find the thief!” he stated. But then Dexter came into the way. Well, let’s say I hate Dexter. He was always bragging about his goodness and his strength, yet he also tried to get me and my dad of our cases. Since Dexter was old, I started to forgive him and his grumpy mood. He used to be a miner so he had great power of forcing people to do what he wanted. But his force hardened when Melinda came in to his life. Melinda had perfect blond hair, shiny and curly, the fancy, lady mood, and the revengeful blue eyes, always looking sneaky and hateful. Dexter quickly fell in to her love trap and let no one in his heart, but her. Not even Eddie, his grandson. Poor Eddie had to be sent to an orphan school until I picked him up at eight each night. Eddie’s mom had died and his dad left him. Dexter had no interest in playing with Eddie either. Eddie was a charming boy, and I just couldn’t believe that he would help a thief stole a valuable crystal. But here’s some evidence. He left a note:
Deer hoevr stolidie,
Givem back r u no u wil pay.
Meetme 24:0lfred.purestreet. kid smine

What is this? I thought as I put the note in my pocket.

Suspiciousness

“This is Josh!” Carson explained. “He will be our security for quite a while.”
“What!” I shouted. The boss was giving my job to a total stranger.” We need to talk.” I muttered to Carson. As we went down the hall, I thought of how to express this painful feeling of being betrayed. Once we finally reached the restaurant, I ordered some fries to pass time. At last, it came out.
“HOW COULD YOU!”I cried. “I’ve been working for two months straight, and all I get is a stranger replacing my job!” Carson’s face became serious too. “You had us burglarized!” He accused, “You are not responsible!” At that moment, I burst out the door crying. Suddenly, I smiled; I know that I didn’t have to search for the clues. They would get to my.

FRIENDS

Bells and Shelli are sisters. Shelli was girly, and Bells was boyish, Shelli had good stuff. Perfect hair, and perfect skin. Bells had cool stuff. But they both were my friends. “Have you seen the latest style? Stella asked me, I smiled and nodded, Bells groaned at the sight of clothed, “let’s go get some lunch at the museum, I suggested even though I no longer worked there. It was just a magnet that was pulling me there. I just want the fries, I told myself at the entrance. Bells ran to the restaurant to save our seats, as I stared calmly at Josh. Suddenly, Eddie made a move. He grabbed Joshes hand.
“Daddy Alfred, where’s grandpa Dex?” I gasped. Now I understand what the note means.
Dear whoever stole Eddie,
Give him back or you know you will pay.
Meet me at 12:01 pure street.
Alfredo
So Alfredo was the father of Eddie. After he left Eddie, he was lonely, and came back for him. Alfredo realized that if Eddie was with him, he would be broke. So he stole the crystal to sell and got a job so he wouldn’t be framed. But then he probably found out that I now sort of owned him and so he left the note. It’s too late.
Alfredo aka Josh, now had a gun in his hand and the crystal on the other. He cornered us as he tried to tell Eddie why he was doing this. Finally, I took my chances. When his head was turned, I jumped on him, grabbing the crystal. It suddenly sizzled.
“HOT!” I screamed dropping the crystal. It hit the floor with a bang. Alfredo turned his gun towards me, furiously. At that moment, Bells came out of the restaurant. She was so scared that she threw the steaming hot fries at Alfredo. He got his bullets ready, but –
NNNNNNNNNEEERRRRROOOOOOOOO! The cops I shouted! Heavens sake!

The End
I hugged everyone that night. I was so thankful for everything. Getting my job, and not dying thanks for life! Thanks.

Heartbeat

I swear that here was something good inside my sister, we’ve went through horrible fights, bad reunions, and friendship disorder. It was either hate or dislike, and I know this was going to one get better. My cousin moved away. There was no one to accompany me, so I got Heartbeat, a little brown chestnut Labrador. She was caring and energetic, but also very obedient. I would tell her my worries, and she would pretended to swallow, as if she was absorbing my information, and when I asked her for advices, she would cock her head on one side, and think seriously. It would always make my laugh. We want on long joyful walks, and ate together in the front deck, which made me feel right at home. It was winter and my sister was coming over for the weekend. When she saw Heartbeat, her eyes softened and she played with the dog all day long. By mourning, she could not part with the dog. Since I gave Heartbeat walks in the mourning, my sister decided to come along and tell me about her job, the parties she’s been to, and news about her city, while she patted Heartbeat. Soon or later, she decided to stay. But after eight months, Heartbeat had a fatal brain tumor- she died. I and my sister both cried at this awful sight. But that night, my sister gave an old book that I’ve always wanted to read.

“I’ll miss you Heartbeat.” I said to myself that night as I lay in the bed. An intelligent dog I will never forget. I thought. Not only did I and my sister share Heartbeat’s heart,

But we also shared each others heart.