Thursday, September 25, 2008
The Bones- Prologue
She stared at the bones in horror. Who had this once been? Whoever it was had been dead a while. The bones had been picked at and mutilated. She shivered, then went on with her work, the work of the dead, for the dead.
Space Adventures- Chapter 2
Chapter 2
What had happened? Jennie had no idea. All of a sudden, she saw a dark pink planet on her radar. Then, she hit the planet, going at top speed. She could feel the air rushing past her face as she fell at the planet. Then she all of her stuff falling past her as she hurtling toward the planet that was steadily getting larger on her radar.
As her dog, SP fell past her she saw that she was about to hid the ground. She braced herself for the impact and squeezed her eyes shut! And then there was nothing, it just felt like she was floating through a pool of cool water.
Jennie had no idea what was going on. “Maybe I died?” she wondered to herself. She had no other explanation for what she was feeling. She felt like she was completely weightless, just floating through the air.
Then she looked around her. In her arms was SP, looking terrified. Other than that, everything was pink! It looked like her spaceship had been invaded with pink goo! What was this stuff? She looked down. Even her body was pink!
What had happened? Jennie had no idea. All of a sudden, she saw a dark pink planet on her radar. Then, she hit the planet, going at top speed. She could feel the air rushing past her face as she fell at the planet. Then she all of her stuff falling past her as she hurtling toward the planet that was steadily getting larger on her radar.
As her dog, SP fell past her she saw that she was about to hid the ground. She braced herself for the impact and squeezed her eyes shut! And then there was nothing, it just felt like she was floating through a pool of cool water.
Jennie had no idea what was going on. “Maybe I died?” she wondered to herself. She had no other explanation for what she was feeling. She felt like she was completely weightless, just floating through the air.
Then she looked around her. In her arms was SP, looking terrified. Other than that, everything was pink! It looked like her spaceship had been invaded with pink goo! What was this stuff? She looked down. Even her body was pink!
Space Adventures- Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Jennie stared up at the stars. Their twinkling lights were everywhere. They filled the whole sky. They were so far away, yet so near. All of a sudden, she wanted to drift past them and see them lighting up the night sky. She wanted to go into space. But how could she do it? She was only fourteen years old and 5 ft. tall. But, she would grow……
Jennie stared up at the stars. It had been four years, but she was finally drifting past the stars. “Ahhhh”, she sighed in bliss. This had been worth the wait. She was finally in space. In 2287, she had finally graduated from space school, soon after, she had gotten a ship and traded her home planet for the stars. Her new home wasn’t a planet at all, it was her new purple spaceship. She had enough supplies for at least ten years. She also had a contract to go to the Far Galaxy. No one really knew anything about the Far Galaxy, but hey, it was an adventure.
This new life was a far cry from life on her home planet, the planet fourth from the sun, the big red one. Mars. As she thought about home she began to be a little homesick, she longed for the space bubble on Mars that had always been her home. As she started to sink down into depression, there was a bump on the side of her space craft! Her little black dog, SP (space pup), started to run in circles. What could be hitting her ship?
Suddenly, there was another bump on the side of the ship, harder this time. Then another, and another. Her ship was being whacked!!! Then came the hardest shove yet, and she, her dog, and her new purple space ship were being forced out of the sky. By an ugly gray monster of a ship! And her ship was quickly falling towards another planet. An unknown, mysterious, and maybe dangerous planet.
Jennie stared up at the stars. Their twinkling lights were everywhere. They filled the whole sky. They were so far away, yet so near. All of a sudden, she wanted to drift past them and see them lighting up the night sky. She wanted to go into space. But how could she do it? She was only fourteen years old and 5 ft. tall. But, she would grow……
Jennie stared up at the stars. It had been four years, but she was finally drifting past the stars. “Ahhhh”, she sighed in bliss. This had been worth the wait. She was finally in space. In 2287, she had finally graduated from space school, soon after, she had gotten a ship and traded her home planet for the stars. Her new home wasn’t a planet at all, it was her new purple spaceship. She had enough supplies for at least ten years. She also had a contract to go to the Far Galaxy. No one really knew anything about the Far Galaxy, but hey, it was an adventure.
This new life was a far cry from life on her home planet, the planet fourth from the sun, the big red one. Mars. As she thought about home she began to be a little homesick, she longed for the space bubble on Mars that had always been her home. As she started to sink down into depression, there was a bump on the side of her space craft! Her little black dog, SP (space pup), started to run in circles. What could be hitting her ship?
Suddenly, there was another bump on the side of the ship, harder this time. Then another, and another. Her ship was being whacked!!! Then came the hardest shove yet, and she, her dog, and her new purple space ship were being forced out of the sky. By an ugly gray monster of a ship! And her ship was quickly falling towards another planet. An unknown, mysterious, and maybe dangerous planet.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
The Closet- Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Now you’re probably wondering what the heck I’m doing in the White House. Your probably also wondering who the boy in the closet was. I’ll answer the first question first. You see, my parents are working on a secret mission for the president. It’s very secret, so don’t tell anyone that I told you. I think that it’s some sort of undetectable nuclear weapon, or something. Whatever it is, it’s very deadly. So naturally, we get invited to the president’s holiday party.
I was at the party with my parents, but then I had gotten bored and wandered off to find some closets to look in. So, naturally, I had found the president’s son lying on the floor of a closet! Now he was staring at me. “Like I said, what are you doing in here?” he asked me again.
I blushed. “I just, well, um, I kind of just like looking in closets.” I said, my face turning redder with every word. He stared at me like I was crazy.
“So your kind of like a stalker?” he asked me, puzzled.
“NOOOOO!!!” I exclaimed. I just like looking in closets. “It’s just a hobby of mine.”
Now he started to smile. It was a nice smile, not menacing at all. Maybe he was just a nice kid. “Tell me about it” he asked. So I told him. I told about the dead fish in the blue sparkly high heels, and about the big red lobster that fell on my head when I opened that fateful door. The door had been painted with pink and orange stripes, so that should have been a warning sign to me. But no, I just had to open that stupid door! The big lobster had fallen on my head, and I had gotten a concussion! Like I said, looking in closets can sometimes be dangerous, but it’s really fun for me.
He seemed satisfied with my answer, and stood up to go. “Where are you going?” I asked him.
“Well, you see, I’m actually about to leave for France on a top-secret mission for my father. Want to come?”
Why not? “Sure,” I said shrugging. What could go wrong?
Now you’re probably wondering what the heck I’m doing in the White House. Your probably also wondering who the boy in the closet was. I’ll answer the first question first. You see, my parents are working on a secret mission for the president. It’s very secret, so don’t tell anyone that I told you. I think that it’s some sort of undetectable nuclear weapon, or something. Whatever it is, it’s very deadly. So naturally, we get invited to the president’s holiday party.
I was at the party with my parents, but then I had gotten bored and wandered off to find some closets to look in. So, naturally, I had found the president’s son lying on the floor of a closet! Now he was staring at me. “Like I said, what are you doing in here?” he asked me again.
I blushed. “I just, well, um, I kind of just like looking in closets.” I said, my face turning redder with every word. He stared at me like I was crazy.
“So your kind of like a stalker?” he asked me, puzzled.
“NOOOOO!!!” I exclaimed. I just like looking in closets. “It’s just a hobby of mine.”
Now he started to smile. It was a nice smile, not menacing at all. Maybe he was just a nice kid. “Tell me about it” he asked. So I told him. I told about the dead fish in the blue sparkly high heels, and about the big red lobster that fell on my head when I opened that fateful door. The door had been painted with pink and orange stripes, so that should have been a warning sign to me. But no, I just had to open that stupid door! The big lobster had fallen on my head, and I had gotten a concussion! Like I said, looking in closets can sometimes be dangerous, but it’s really fun for me.
He seemed satisfied with my answer, and stood up to go. “Where are you going?” I asked him.
“Well, you see, I’m actually about to leave for France on a top-secret mission for my father. Want to come?”
Why not? “Sure,” I said shrugging. What could go wrong?
The Closet- Chapter 1
Chapter 1
I love broom closets. You never know who or what could be inside them. Whenever I pass a closet, I always have to go inside. I look around at the cleaning supplies, or whatever else is in there. I’ve seen everything, from lobsters to tutus hidden in broom closets. Up until yesterday, I had never found a body.
Okay, don’t panic. I’m not talking about a corpse; I’m talking about a living, breathing person. Maybe you were a little freaked out when you thought that I had found a real corpse. Well, I was freaked out when I found him. He was lying on the dark floor of the closet. His eyes were partly closed, and the first thing that I noticed about him was that he was really cute. Slowly, he widened one dark green eye. Then, the other eye flew open. He stared at me in shock. “What the heck are you doing here?” he asked.
“What are you doing here?” I quickly responded in bewilderment. What was this guy doing, lying on the floor of a closet?
“I live here,” he answered, still puzzled about what I was doing in the closet. I still had no idea who he was. Suddenly, I realized who he was! While I had been exploring all of the closets in the house, I had forgotten where I was and why I was here. Now, with horror slowly dawning on my face, I remembered that I was in the White House!
I love broom closets. You never know who or what could be inside them. Whenever I pass a closet, I always have to go inside. I look around at the cleaning supplies, or whatever else is in there. I’ve seen everything, from lobsters to tutus hidden in broom closets. Up until yesterday, I had never found a body.
Okay, don’t panic. I’m not talking about a corpse; I’m talking about a living, breathing person. Maybe you were a little freaked out when you thought that I had found a real corpse. Well, I was freaked out when I found him. He was lying on the dark floor of the closet. His eyes were partly closed, and the first thing that I noticed about him was that he was really cute. Slowly, he widened one dark green eye. Then, the other eye flew open. He stared at me in shock. “What the heck are you doing here?” he asked.
“What are you doing here?” I quickly responded in bewilderment. What was this guy doing, lying on the floor of a closet?
“I live here,” he answered, still puzzled about what I was doing in the closet. I still had no idea who he was. Suddenly, I realized who he was! While I had been exploring all of the closets in the house, I had forgotten where I was and why I was here. Now, with horror slowly dawning on my face, I remembered that I was in the White House!
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