Another Planet

Finally arriving the the renown planet Earth, the little prince was suspicious of what he'd discover. The first thing he noticed was he was not greeted by anyone, as if he was an object; he thought to himself, "the place is depressing. Anyways, he continued on his journey, and eventually stumbled across a city.

Walking into a store, someboydy finally had addressed him saying, "Hi, is there anything I can help you with?"

He was tall, probably 25 years old, had a scruffily beard and a red vest on saying, "Sam McGee."

The prince responded, "Hi, it's good to hear a voice."

Confused, but not wanted to sound hostile and wanted to leave the scene of awkwardness as soon as possible, the man said, "Okay then, well if there is anything I can do for you sir just let me know." Then he walked away rapidly, tripping over his on feet.

The prince thought to himself, "What a strange planet."

a slow-moving line at the grocery checkout

First person:
This line is taking forever, I should've just gotten my groceries at the gas-station.

Third person limited:
He impatiently waited in line, figgiting restlessly with the nearby magazines.

Third person omniscient:
He regretted his choice as he waited in line anxiously. Sweating fervently, he anxiously waited in line to purchase his groceries.

a traffic jam on an area road

First person:
This traffic is absurd. I shouldve taken my wifes advice and take I-95, now I'll probably be late to work. Hopefully Mr. Goldstein won't be angry.

Third person limited:
It was obvious he was late for work. He loosened his tie to prohibit the sweat from drowning his shirt. Searching frantically around his car, he finally found his phone, presumably to call his boss about being late to work.

Third person omniscient:
He looked around for his phone. Finally he found it. Dialing his boss's number, he whispered a silent prayer.

a person at bat in a championship baseball game

First person:
Just like practice, just like practice, just like practice. I'm not worried at all. I'm the clutch man, the ace, the go-to guy. Don't worry coach, I got this.

Third person limited:
The batter looked confident, a little to over-confident. Nevertheless, he stepped into the box and awaited his fate.

Third person omniscient:
He was prepared, ready to take over. He pumped himself by quoting lines in his head. It was his time.

someone who is giving his or her first public speaking assignment

First person:
My knees feel weak; my palms are sweaty. There is an overwhelming weight on my shoulders, but I need to do this, I need to get an A, it's now or never.

Third person limited:
He was sweating prefusly. Nervous, as if this was his first public speaking assignment. But, he still had to do it, he couldn't run away now, he was already on stage, center-fold

Third person omniscient:
He needed the grade. He didn't want to stand up there, and the fact that he could barely stand didn't help the matter, but it needed to be done. He shakily set his papers down on the podium and crackled the first words out of his speech.

Conformity is the Achilles' heel of modern society. The crippling effect that settles people into a benign state of mind, resulting in a unconscious state of being. Rather, a conscious mind explores the unknown realm, creating new ideas and innovations. The conscious mind's discoveries alter the masses line of conformism, because new ideas result in a new curve of understand for the masses. Thus, the juxtaposition of these societal differences creates social classes, but most importantly, room for super-heros.

I think that God gave me this gift as a reward for my determined behavior. All through life I had never change my goal, never went awry. I had always wanted to be a spider, nothing else. Teacher's found it strange that I would stray away from the generic answers, such as "a firefighter, a pilot, a doctor" when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. But it's only weird because thats the antithesis of what America is all about- conformity.

A fury torso, eight eyes and legs. Thats what I had woken up with. Was I disturbed? No. Was I shocked? No. This is what I had always wanted. This is what I had dreamed for.

Growing up my mother had given me the newest edition of Spiderman every month. As soon as she would come home with my newly acquired bounty, I would run upstairs, go under my covers and into a new world- the world of Spiderman, good versus evil.

This hobby quickly became a fetish. I craved this idealism, craved this alternate world. For my Halloween one year I got the spandex Spiderman suit I had always wanted. I wore that suit untill the latex strings began to shed and my undergarments were beggining to become visible. People laughed as they saw me, but I laughed back, internally, as I knew my future- my inevitable future.

The itsy-bitsy spider

Climbed up the water spout

Down came the rain

And washed the spider out

Out came the sun

And dried up all the rain

And the itsy-bitsy spider

Climbed up the spout again