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2008
Firefly Firefly, Firefly
A Post Card Dear Claire, I’m in Hawaii! Rose was trying to make me hula dance in front of everyone on the beach. Luckily, I didn’t dance. I made Rosa dance! I laughed so hard, I almost choked J Rose was really mad, and I think I saw steam. Afterwards, we saw a show. Someone juggled torches with fire on them. He was juggling so fast I got dizzy looking at it. It’s awesome here! I wish you were here! Your best friend,
My Store If I had a store, I would have an antique store. I would sell pottery, old wooden toys, glass decorations, and more. It would be just a small shop. Some of the prices would be $50,000, $200, $600, and my lowest would be $60. I would not let any kids in under the age of 13 because the pieces are very expensive.
Haikus About Animals The Tiger The Kangaroo The Giant Squid
Charlotte, Mini-sized “But that’s impossible! It could never happen!” Charlotte was reading her friend Mary’s fortune teller gamer. Mary had just written in, “You will shrink to an inch tall tonight.” “They’re not real. They’re just for fun. Anyway, if you could pick one, what would you pick?” Mary asked. Charlotte glanced down at the fortunes. “I guess I’d shrink down to one inch,” she said. But that was when Charlotte made a major mistake. She should have kept her mouth closed. She really should have. The next minute was a blur. Charlotte began rapidly shrinking down until she measured to exactly one inch. During this Mary’s jaw dropped open, too puzzled for words. Memories of exactly where and when she bought the paper that shje had written the fortunes oin raced through her mind. Then, something struck her. Come to think of it, Office Magic was a little weird that day. That new check-out-lady, boy, was she odd. Her name tag read, “The Witch.” She almost seemed like she put a magic potion on the paper to make Charlotte shrink. Mary shook the scary thoughts off and focused on Charlotte. Everything looked gigantic to Charlotte. Mary held out her hand and she climbed onto it. “Here, I’ll take you home to my house—I have two dollhouses and some clothing.” Charlote nodded in agreement—she was so small nobody could hear her when she spoke. As Mary ran down the Main Street, tightly clinging onto Charlotte so she wouldn’t fall onto the road, she wondered where the wicked lady who sold her the paper was now. Probably in some foreign country where nobody knows her, she thought. Boy was she wrong. Continued…. (in anthology)
The Elephant Once there was a foolish monkey named Bill. He always disobeyed adults. He had detention every day and spent most of his time in his room. One day when he was coming home, he saw an old elephant giving away iguanas for free. He thought everyone had an iguana, and because he was so silly, he got one. Kid for Sale Are you looking for a kid? I’m the kid for you! Tall Tale My friend, Tom, went to Italy one time with his family. He told me a story about a girl named Kati and that she was the greatest Italian basketball player in Italy. Every WNBA team wanted her. She was a secret weapon for her team, The Sparks. He said that she would always take a shot at half court and make it. But that’s not even close to what he was about to tell me next. Tom told me that she did a crazy thing that made it into the Guinness Book of World Records. Continued (in the anthology) It’s the year 2050! One day the Earth crashed into Jupiter and half the earth’s mitctronics (PSPs, cell phones, computers, light bulbs) turned into robots, homework machines and money machines. People were excited! I was one of those people. But some people could not afford the robot. They were jealous of me. That caused problems. They said, “Give me your stuff.” I did not listen. I told them, “Buy your own.” And I ignored them. I solved the problem. I hired them to clean up my bed. When they did this chore for me, I did not need to charge the robot batteries a lot of times. I paid them money. Eventually they earned enough money to buy a robot, too. They were happy. Character Resume Character Name: Wolf from the Three Little Pigs 100% Gab 20% Italiano Thunder Outside I hear the rain I Live in Roswell I live in Roswell, New Mexico, and I hate my town. It is a very small town in the middle of nowhere, in the desert, and it sometimes smells like cows. But these are not the reasons that I hate it. The cows DO reek though. The main reason that I hate it is that my town is the Mecca for alien “believers” everywhere. They come by the busload from all over the world, looking for the next sign of “alien life.” But even the people here are weird. Once a black Cadillac drove down Main Street and everyone took cover because they thought that the Feds were going to spy on them or take them into custody for questioning, especially all the old people. But the worst example is my friend Mac. He is the most freakishly devoted alien “hunter” on the planet (or as he thinks, on any planet). Ever since he got his thirteenth birthday present, a telescope, he calls me up at two in the morning and says, “Hey Parker! I think I’ve got one!” Then I roll out of bed, go over to his house and assure him that he only saw an airplane leaving out of Albuquerque or something, and then he goes back to scanning the stars. He lives a pretty nocturnal life. It’s kinda sad. Continued (in anthology) Lost in Impressionism I walked through the trellises brimming with rose vines underneath a soft blue sky with large clouds. I smelled the fragrant roses and peonies and spotted swans swimming in the pond. Underneath the shade of an oak tree I felt a warm breeze, I stepped back and realized—it was just a painting. Where I Am From I am from the far past I am from the Reformation I am from Sherlock Holmes and Phillip Kent
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