Wuddup~Don't get any bad ideas-It says Stuck's Page b/c my last name is huge(16 letters)people just call me Stuck or Stucky. This really dorky lookin guy right here is me and this really dorky lookin site your in right now was halfway created by me too. I'm a Senior at Ledford and my stereo system is worth more than my car (not really) but it cost me enough. Me and Rich both love to play guitar along with a few other instruments. To my left (all day, every day) are three REALLY HOTT CHICKS that sell me suckers every day, but I crossed out my chances a long time ago. Anyway~this class is pretty cool if you ever figure out what you're doing but I never did, so all I do in here is type up some research and make cool little movies like you see on the site.

And one more thing~all you terrorists out there really need to think about exactly what you are doing and who you are messing with! People will remember what you have done for years and years along with God or whatever is up there in the sky keeping the earth spinning and the only thing in this world that I am completely sure of is that life is valuable but the death of a killer is much more valuable.

!!P.L.U.R!!

Peace.Love.Unity.Respect

On the Brink of America

I think we should pray for those that have passed
And also for those in our country with masks
We should rise as a species and destroy the diminishment
Of our minds with hate and let America rise above it
I believe that it's fate ~ Twisted it may be
To wipe our eyes clean and show the world we'll stay free
The only rainbow that I see swirling in the sky
Is one that takes my breath away and steals from me a sigh
One that consists of only three colors ~ Fire, Wind, and Water
One that represents liberty in some and fear in the hearts of others
One that allows me freedom to stand for my rights
And one that acts as my shield on suspicious nights
A banner of symbolism ~ Portraying united people
United by a cross with open doors and a steeple
This fabric of stitch and arranged colored dyes
Squeezes a tear from the corners of my eyes
This feeling is mutual with many of my peers
Along with the feelings of revenge and our fears
Countries will hear America strong and loud
As we meet with our hearts covered under our flag standing proud.

…joshua, 17

This poem is dedicated to the people that were killed in the disaster in September. This poem is also aimed at those who attemped to burn down and deminish our country but this is the answer to their question of will we survive? You will pay for your crimes against humanity and you will submit to the United States of America.