Bad DreaM
...ack from lunch, we had to watch a movie on ?Newton?s Three Laws of Motion? that lasted the whole entire day. When I got home from a school day I thought would never end, I just did the similar things I do everyday: eat, play games, watch T.V., do homework, take a shower, sleep. The next day at school, Kioke asked me if I would like to go to his house. I instantly said sure because all my brothers would be at work today and only my parents would be home. Today, school ended very quickly because we had fun at school today and like my mom used to say ?Time passes by when you?re having fun.? After school, Kioke and I went to the school phone and called my mom to tell her that I don?t need to be picked up today because I was going to my friend?s house. She said I could go as long as I would come home early. Kioke?s brother, Akira, gave us a ride to his house. Akira was a guy that looks like he was in his 20?s and was very thin. Kioke introduced me to him as soon as we got in the car. I could tell that Kioke really looked up to Akira because he was always talking about his older brother Akira. When we finally got to Kioke?s house, I was amazed by the size of his house that looked just like a mansion. Kioke, and I then entered the gigantic house while Akira had to go to work. When I took my first step in the house, the aroma of the house smelled unfamiliar to me. It smelled like a fancy clothes store. ?Why didn?t you tell me you were rich?? I asked. Kioke answered, ?You never asked.? He then showed me to his room. While I was following Kioke to his room, I noticed many swords and paintings that came from Japan hanging on the wall. When I got to his room, I thought this was every kids dream room. It had a ping-pong table, an arcade, a pinball machine, and many other fun things. We then started to play a football game called Madden 2003. ?It is fun when I?m playing this game with other people,? exclaimed his excitement. Akira came home after we just played a couple games of football on Madden 2003. ?Akira is about to give me a haircut in a moment, so I?m going to have to stop playing games now,? Kioke explained. ?Oh, how about you get a haircut also. Akira could cut it for free.? Akira then entered Kioke?s room asking him ?Are you ready to for your haircut.? Kioke said yes and asked Akira if he could cut my hair also. ?No Prob. As long as you get the tools out for me,? Akira answered. Kioke and I then got started on getting the tools. Next, Kioke asked me to get a steel chair in his room so I can use it to sit down while Akira cuts my hair. ?I?m going to cut your hair like Kioke?s hair,? Akira said as he made his way right next to me. ?All right,? I answered back. VRAMMMMMMMM! As I heard the sound of the hair clipper, I saw thousands of pieces of hair fall down my eyes from above. 10 minutes has passed since Akira started cutting my hair he was finally finished. It felt like an hour because I was just sitting in a chair doing nothing but waiting for him to finish cutting my hair. Before I could stand up, Akira told me to stay down until he was finished putting gel into my hair. ?Okay, you can look at your hair now,? Akira said. As I jumped up out of my seat to look at the mirror, I saw my spiked hair that looked similar to Kioke?s. All my hair going up instead of down, I could hardly recognize myself. ?Come on Cong quit looking at your hair and help me clean all this hair up.? Koike moaned. After we finished cleaning up the mess in the restroom, Akira gave me a ride home. While I was in the black sports car through the dark streets Kennedale, many thoughts were going through my head. ?What if they don?t like my hair,? or ? What are they going to think of my hair when they see it.? We finally reached my house that seemed very small and ugly now since I went to Kioke?s. BOOM! As slammed Akira?s car open, I thanked Akira for all he has done for me and taking the time to cut my hair. I speedily ran to front door of my house to open the glass door and regular door. Suddenly, my dad looked at me with a face that says, ?Who in the world are you and what are you doing in my house.? He then recognized that it was I only with a different haircut and asked, ? Who cut your hair, Cong.? I just told him that my friend cut and left to my room only to have my 16 yr. Old brother, Phi, teased me. I didn?t really care if he liked it or not for I have not always liked him. It was already 10:00 when Akira took me here and I needed to go to sleep for tomorrow. ?Okay, this is how Akira told me to put gel on,? I thought to myself as I was struggling to find out how to get my hair to stick up. ? Finally, I did it,? I said feeling relief. Today, my brother, Phi, gave me a ride to school since no one else was at home to do it. When we got there, many kids looked at my hair and said many wonderful comments about my hair. How they like it and even asked me questions about how I get it to stick up like that. The school day lasted like all other school days; very boring and reading off a book. When the schoo...