terça-feira, 30 de novembro de 2010

A mistake

Dear Canon,
Last week, I bought a digital camera from your store located in Curitiba. When I open the box, in my house, I realized that the camera came with a wrong battery charger.
Three days after I went to a store, talked about what had happened and asked to change the battery but the store refused to correct the mistake.
I have my credut card bill proving the day I bought and the garantee. I would like to solve this problem without complained for the factory but the store sad that they can't do anything, them, I would like to receive the right battery in my house quickly because next week I'm travelling.

Sincerely
Marina Piazza
Curitiba

terça-feira, 16 de novembro de 2010

Part 3

'So finally Hartman managed move Poul for the trap where they began to fight without weapons. Poul always was the best in martial arts, so Hartman had a disadvantage in the duel, but when Poul was running toward to knock him ,Hartman hits a kick in a timber that supported the construction materials and these items fall on his head.
After that, Hartman was remove the materials of construction to capture Poul, but suddenly the criminal stands up and grabs a gun from his jacket and says "I'll finish with your life" and fires two shots in direction a lady that was walking near the local . After then, Poul drops his weapon and disappears while Hartman was going to help the lady who was completely covered in blood.
When Hartamn approaches her he realize that she is dead, so he leaves the body to try to capture Poul ,but the Police that heard the shots arrive in the local and he holds Hartman because the Police thought that He was the responsible for the death."

(By Bruno Nakano)

terça-feira, 2 de novembro de 2010

terça-feira, 19 de outubro de 2010

Hartman fallow him running with all his force even thought know that he is slower than Poul. They had meted when they were a child in a small village near London. There, all the kids always played together and indeed both know that Poul is better than Douglas in all sports specially in racing competition on the other hand Douglas was always good in calculus.
Douglas knew that arrest him was a dificult mission but when he started one, never desist. For all those reasons he started thinking in one strategy to carry him in a old street near the police station that doesn't have an exit. There he was sure that could arrest him.

domingo, 17 de outubro de 2010

“ I see that you don´t know about my old scottish abilities!”, and the mysterious man started laughing. At that moment Hartman remember that old investigation, and all the crimes. After laughing the man continued:” Hartman, Hartman, the years had been very bad to you....,” at that moment Hartman all ready knewed who was that mysterious man, he was the most famous and violent bank robber all over UK.
“Hey Poul Dikens, I don´t know where have you been all these years, but I know where you are going to now!!, you are arrested Poul,!” screamed Douglas. And Poul started running through the cold night.

sexta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2010

Crimson Night

As dectective Douglas Hartman run down a dark alley after a mysterious shadow, he could feel the weight of many years without proper training. He wasn't as agile as he used to be when joined the force. That shadow seemed to have no problem going past any obstacle laid on the way. Hartman had no such luck. He had already banged his head on a garbage sign, which made him feel his blood coming down his forehead and taste it at the back of his throat. Even hurt, he had decided not to give up, but to pursue this which could be a bright case after years stuck in office doing paperwork.
'Halt,' he shouted hopelessly almost out of breath. 'You can't escape me,' he said barely voicedly as his legs slowed down involuntarily not mattering how much he tried otherwise. He bent over, rested his hands on his thighs only to notice the figure stopping 100 meters ahead.
He looked forward pressing his eyes trying to see in the poorly lit alley. The person was looking back, and contrary to any foreseeable sequence of events started moving back in his direction.
'Well, well, well,' said the voice, 'if it isn't the good old Detective Hartman. I didn't expected to see you around here. Gotta work that little running of yours. These streets have seen better days of yours, haven't they?' he finished the sentence with a silent yet ironic smile.
'Who the heck could it be? This voice... I know it... Think Hartman, think!' Douglas's brain rushed all over past memories.
'Hard time remembering, huh? This has always been your weakness. You forget too easily. You forget everything. But I'll make sure you'll never forget me again, Doug!'
As he finished the sentence Douglas felt a cold tension rooting down his spine and flooding his brain with horrible memories. 'How can it be you?' he asked, how could you have survived?'

Co-operative Writing

As my students and I have agreed, we'll start this co-operative writing in which each person is responsible for taking the story where the previous writer left it and give it their spin on the events. BE CREATIVE GUYS!!!!!

In the next post!