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I am not an author. But one day I hope to be.
I am not an author. But one day I hope to be.
Crazy Cave (Rough Draft)
I decided to go hiking with my three amazing friends, Joe, Zoe, And Rose. We were pretty much average 6th graders going to a school in a state that I can't pronounce. Today was the first day of 2060.
We were all bored out of our minds before this hike. But after it-That's a different story.
We decided to go as far as we can, bad idea. We kept walking for a really long time, it felt like my foot was about to rot off. Joe was being a big whiny baby, like always. He complained that we were being "wicked and cruel." I don't even know why Joe knows those words, he is bad at English Class, and is pretty much a first-grader. Zoe eventually had enough of Joe, we all did. Zoe whispered to Joe that he was a big baby. Zoe screamed at him to go away, since he can't really move, he just stayed put.
We called Joe an "idiotic imbecile without the brain."
Joe asked, "What's a brain?"
People can be so stupid these days. Anyways, we left him there to rot, like our feet were. The hike got better without Joe, but it was still the worst hike I have ever done. It was supposed to be a nature hike, but the only "nature" I saw was a broken rock, crumbling if anything touched it. it was like one of those classic wild-west movie scenes. We were in a dry canyon, with almost no nature at all. I quietly whispered "watch" to myself, a watch was instantly on my arm, I'll tell you how in just a second. I checked the time, it was almost time for bed. We hiked about 25 miles, so we couldn't walk back and get our camping things.
We all screamed, "CAMPING STUFF!"
Our camping needs popped out of nowhere.
You have to be careful with what you say here, if you say dog, then a big Pug will show up and give you a slobbery kiss right on the cheek.
I wondered about why this happened, then I found an owner's manual on "The Brain Chip - Kids." I cannot believe how cruel parents can be; but this feature was kinda fun, so I guess I forgive my insane mother for microchipping my brain.
Zoe said she wanted a campsite, and a campsite immediately appeared. I was in my supa-soft sleeping bag when Rose said something that kept me awake.
Rose said, "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."
Now knowing that there were creepy crawly insects in my bed did not help me doze off to sleep like I should've done. I was tossing and turning in my sleep thinking about the nasty spiders that could eat away at my sleeping bag in the night. That was disgusting.
It was now morning for Zoe, but not for me. I had to get out of my bed to hike another 25 miles today. I really can't see why this was nature, all I saw was a few rocks and a bird that seemed to be choking on something. I got out my birdwatchers guide and checked off "Dying Crow." I nestled back into my bed, unseen. Zoe found me, though. It was really time to get up now. My friends were waiting on me, so I got ready and resumed the hike.
I heard a noise but thought it was just a little fly buzzing by my ear. The noise actually was a stampede. Not a stampede of elephants, but a stampede of people, running towards me. I knew that there was no chance of escaping so I had to think quick. Zoe saw a runner with the number 86 on his shirt.
I whispered, "cave."
It was amazing how a little brain chip could save my life. A large hole emerged in the canyon and we all climbed to the cave and entered.
The cave was dark. Darker than dark times five plus three, darker than that. No one could see, so there was lots of bumping into things. It was dark until i stepped on something.
That something was a power rock. It was a rock that looked cracked and grey, like a real rock. There was something about this rock, though. This rock had a light bulb printed on the front, the power of light. I stuffed about 50 rocks in my backpack, these were rare.
We kept walking for what seemed like a decade, the lights went out and I had to use up a few power rocks to get through the cave. Rose got extremely bored, so we decided to stop for a while and play computer games.
We played and played for hours, then something bad happened. Roses computer battery was at zero, so the computer shut down. This was bad, we kinda needed the computer for work, but the power was out.
We obviously kept walking, we were trying to walk as far as we could. We were bored out of our minds, and we were tired, so we set our tents in the cave.
I set up my blue travel tent faster than everyone, so I decided to help Rose (who was having trouble with her green tent). I put the stakes down next to her tent, but then I stepped in something. It didn't take a detective to know that I stepped in bat poo. Luckily, I brought a change of shoes.
I changed my shoes into slippers and almost headed into my tent with my extra warm sleeping bag. But the others were still up. I was strolling along the outside of my tent when Zoe got really tired and went into my tent to sleep, I followed her. Zoe screamed because a bat was in our cave.
The bat looked strange, though. It had a number on the left wing. It was an 86. I got out my journal and wrote down the number 86, this might help me with something. into my tent because I wished for a heater to go in my tent.
We were crammed together like a pack of sardines, I got bat poo on my shoes, and there was a bat in our tent. I knew this was going to be another sleepless night.
Morning came and I was quite glad to explore another 20 miles of cave, I like walking. We all changed into our hiking stuff and got ready to hike.
My feet were sore but my adventure wasn't, I was up on my feet and hiking again. I hiked and hiked, feeling my heart beat through my sweaty hiking clothes. It was kinda boring to count the ants on the ground or to look at cracks in a cave wall. We knew we would have to suck it up; in a few minutes we would have lots more to worry about. We just kept walking, casually.
We were walking casually until a shadow appeared on the cavern floor. It was scary, but I decided to keep my my mouth shut. A guy jumped out from a huge boulder and started talking.
"Get out of here. There be skeletons ahead, one of them could be you people."
The hobo looked like a classic lumberjack, with a beard, a hammer, and a bad smell. Zoe screamed her head off and ran around like a crazed monkey that had just escaped from the zoo. I had to admit, I was pretty spooked.
We had to keep walking, but we were all shaking and shivering from fear. My feet got sore from walking that far, so I got out my iTrek Hiking Backpack. I opened my backpack, and a bunch of power rocks fell out, but I managed to dig through that and I found my hoverboard. I flipped the switch and got on my board. Speaking of bored...this cave was boring. We had to keep going to walk as far as we can.
I started a conversation about the hobo. Rose said that the hobo was just lying to keep us out of this cave, we figured out it had running water. From looking at the cave, I realized that there was a waterfall nearby. I wasn't thirsty but I knew I soon would be.
We were really tired, my watch was still on my arm, so I checked the time, 6:30.
I said, "food!"
A large buffet of meals appeared on the cave floor. Zoe ate all of her food first, then Rose and I finished later. It was very tasty but we were supposed to be hiking, not eating.
We were a little faster now that all of us had food in our stomachs, but we were still bored. So we kept walking until something appeared. I thought that the hobo was here to arrest us or something but surprisingly, there was Joe. He appeared out of nowhere.
Joe must've wished to be with us or something like that, I totally forgot about him. We told Joe everything. We told him about the hobo, the bat, the food, everything. Guess what he said afterwards...
Joe said, "You're lying."
All that time was wasted on Joe. We had to deal with it, Joe was here and he was an annoyance, but we had to keep walking. Joe thought we were lying until he found four skeletons that looked exactly like us.
We found life-sized skeletons that looked exactly like us. One of the skeletons, the one that looked like Zoe, was wearing a blue hat and jeans and looked pretty frightened. Joe's skeleton was really tired looking. Roses skeleton had a computer in her hand, and she wore a "Star Wars" shirt. Then there was the last skeleton, that was me. I had on slippers, jeans, and a sweater.
We all screamed and ran around like crazy. We tried to get on a website on Roses computer, but then Zoe remembered, the battery died. But something weird happened right before that. The number "87" appeared on the screen for a few seconds, then the computer died. Joe was the first to see. I decided to make my last diary entry, or what I thought would be last. We had to keep walking, it's just that we were shaking when we walked.
I realized that after all the hiking, I was thirsty, so was Joe. As I was drinking, I got this weird tingling feeling in my body. It felt strange. Then, a weird dream came to my head.
The dream was strange, too. It kept repeating the same thing, "86."
I wrote that number in my journal, in this strange place, tons of crazy stuff happens. One time, a cat turned into a mutant cow and ate a school bus. No lie.
"This place is so random," I said.
Then I started a conversation about all the crazy things that happened. I totally forgot about the human that accidentally said something about her gecko.
She said, "My gecko needs more space!"
Her gecko went flying into the air and the gecko was sighted in 1969, when there was the first man on the moon. It went to space, where there is a lot of "space." The astronauts saw what they think was an alien. I think you can guess it was the gecko.
Heart pounding, Head aching, Zoe had a headache. I said that it would go away, but I was wrong. We had to sleep now, though.
Even after sleep, Zoe felt terrible. We had no ideas of what to do because Zoe's headache was really bad, she couldn't even walk right. We had to stay at our campsite.
Rose was bored, Zoe and Joe were sleeping their heads off and I was just sitting there, thinking. I was thinking about that number, 86. How much did this exact number matter to us? The answer was, lots. Rose and I sat there, listening to the abnormally loud snoring of Joe. Rose decided to listen to "Coldplay." Coldplay is a really old-fashioned band now in 2060, but I heard it was popular in 2011. That was a long time ago. Listening to music all day may not seem fun, but for us it was all we wanted.
Rose was reciting the lyrics to "Paradise" but it was not paradise to hear a scream a minute later. Zoe had a weird dream.
Zoe had a crazy dream about the number 86. It was strange how every one of us had seen that number before in the past week.
The muddy rock hole that you call a cave got dark so I threw down a Light Power Rock. Zoe's headache had been gone ever since that dream. Something had to be going on with us and the number 86.
I know its not a good idea to touch almost everything weird we see, but we do it. One time, I was hiking and I found a strange-looking green plant. I touched the plant and got a rash an hour later. The plant was called Poison Ivy.
We kept walking and walking, we were sweating but we had to go on. This was the longest hike we have ever been on. It was boring to look at red rocks that have been cracked, but we had to go on. It was extremely boring and I'm pretty sure that is why I quit the Girl Scouts in third grade.
It was boring until Zoe asked, "What is that blue thing?"
With us panting like dogs in a pack, we ran to see who would touch it. When we got there, we were all exhausted. The orb was like something I've never seen before. It was a color called "Electric Blue."
We all screamed, "Dogpile!" Then we jumped on the orb.
I was at the bottom of the pile, being squished by three other lunatics. I knew touching the orb was a bad idea from the start. right after we touched the orb, I got this strange feeling that something was wrong. My head was spinning and Joe was about to lose his lunch over this. It felt like a hurricane was blasting past us, but all I saw was the Electric Blue color. I knew something was out-of-place.
I'm really smart and I get everything right. Something was out-of-place. Nobody could figure out why and we were all [yawn] ready for bed.
We set up the campsite again with just the one simple word, "Campsite." We snuggled up in our sleeping bags. Joe was the only one who slept. The rest of us could hardly sleep because we heard loud stomping noises. Everyone except me dozed off to bed. I was stuck listening to snoring and something that sounded like a gory fight. The noise got louder, so I hid in Rose's tent. I bundled up in my sleeping bag and faked to be asleep. My sleeping bag felt strange and wet all of a sudden. The wet got all over my face and my pajamas. It was coming from something above me. It wasn't water and it wasn't pleasant. This was disgusting.
The blankets did get some of the wet stuff away from me, but not all of it. I was very disgusted by this, so I woke the others up. It was pitch-black outside but I still heard those scary noises. Joe got his flashlight out. I noticed that everyone had stuff all over them. But Joe had brown stuff on himself, all of ours looked like drool. I was about to call the cops and tell them that there was ghosts in a cave that we were exploring. Then, I realized I wasn't in a cave anymore.
We were in the time of the dinosaurs! It all made sense now, the wet stuff was dinosaur drool, the gory sounds were dinosaur fights, the brown stuff was dinosaur poo, and the stomping was a dance party. It was a diabolical dinosaur dancing and drooling and diarrhea party! Eww.
We had to take showers to wash this dinosaur stuff off of us. But we needed something to keep the dinosaurs out.
Rose screamed the greatest idea in the world. Rose screamed, "ONE HOUR FORCEFIELD!"
It was smart to scream one hour in with the force-field, too. One day, Rose and I were adventuring in the most dangerous place of all - My brother's room - and we said, "forcefield." The forcefield only lasted one second because we did not set a time for the forcefield to last. We were then chased by the most vicious monster of all - Casper, my brother.
We quickly created showers and showered for 50 minutes. We got dressed, then the forcefield wore out. All the drool and poop was off of us now. Now, we could do some real exploring.
I headed outside with my friends, when a sudden shock arose above me. I didn't know what the heck was happening. Could it be the mind chip? Was I dying? Was I-
My thought got lost by a loud zapping noise and a sound that was not so pleasant to my ears.
We were all bored out of our minds before this hike. But after it-That's a different story.
We decided to go as far as we can, bad idea. We kept walking for a really long time, it felt like my foot was about to rot off. Joe was being a big whiny baby, like always. He complained that we were being "wicked and cruel." I don't even know why Joe knows those words, he is bad at English Class, and is pretty much a first-grader. Zoe eventually had enough of Joe, we all did. Zoe whispered to Joe that he was a big baby. Zoe screamed at him to go away, since he can't really move, he just stayed put.
We called Joe an "idiotic imbecile without the brain."
Joe asked, "What's a brain?"
People can be so stupid these days. Anyways, we left him there to rot, like our feet were. The hike got better without Joe, but it was still the worst hike I have ever done. It was supposed to be a nature hike, but the only "nature" I saw was a broken rock, crumbling if anything touched it. it was like one of those classic wild-west movie scenes. We were in a dry canyon, with almost no nature at all. I quietly whispered "watch" to myself, a watch was instantly on my arm, I'll tell you how in just a second. I checked the time, it was almost time for bed. We hiked about 25 miles, so we couldn't walk back and get our camping things.
We all screamed, "CAMPING STUFF!"
Our camping needs popped out of nowhere.
You have to be careful with what you say here, if you say dog, then a big Pug will show up and give you a slobbery kiss right on the cheek.
I wondered about why this happened, then I found an owner's manual on "The Brain Chip - Kids." I cannot believe how cruel parents can be; but this feature was kinda fun, so I guess I forgive my insane mother for microchipping my brain.
Zoe said she wanted a campsite, and a campsite immediately appeared. I was in my supa-soft sleeping bag when Rose said something that kept me awake.
Rose said, "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."
Now knowing that there were creepy crawly insects in my bed did not help me doze off to sleep like I should've done. I was tossing and turning in my sleep thinking about the nasty spiders that could eat away at my sleeping bag in the night. That was disgusting.
It was now morning for Zoe, but not for me. I had to get out of my bed to hike another 25 miles today. I really can't see why this was nature, all I saw was a few rocks and a bird that seemed to be choking on something. I got out my birdwatchers guide and checked off "Dying Crow." I nestled back into my bed, unseen. Zoe found me, though. It was really time to get up now. My friends were waiting on me, so I got ready and resumed the hike.
I heard a noise but thought it was just a little fly buzzing by my ear. The noise actually was a stampede. Not a stampede of elephants, but a stampede of people, running towards me. I knew that there was no chance of escaping so I had to think quick. Zoe saw a runner with the number 86 on his shirt.
I whispered, "cave."
It was amazing how a little brain chip could save my life. A large hole emerged in the canyon and we all climbed to the cave and entered.
The cave was dark. Darker than dark times five plus three, darker than that. No one could see, so there was lots of bumping into things. It was dark until i stepped on something.
That something was a power rock. It was a rock that looked cracked and grey, like a real rock. There was something about this rock, though. This rock had a light bulb printed on the front, the power of light. I stuffed about 50 rocks in my backpack, these were rare.
We kept walking for what seemed like a decade, the lights went out and I had to use up a few power rocks to get through the cave. Rose got extremely bored, so we decided to stop for a while and play computer games.
We played and played for hours, then something bad happened. Roses computer battery was at zero, so the computer shut down. This was bad, we kinda needed the computer for work, but the power was out.
We obviously kept walking, we were trying to walk as far as we could. We were bored out of our minds, and we were tired, so we set our tents in the cave.
I set up my blue travel tent faster than everyone, so I decided to help Rose (who was having trouble with her green tent). I put the stakes down next to her tent, but then I stepped in something. It didn't take a detective to know that I stepped in bat poo. Luckily, I brought a change of shoes.
I changed my shoes into slippers and almost headed into my tent with my extra warm sleeping bag. But the others were still up. I was strolling along the outside of my tent when Zoe got really tired and went into my tent to sleep, I followed her. Zoe screamed because a bat was in our cave.
The bat looked strange, though. It had a number on the left wing. It was an 86. I got out my journal and wrote down the number 86, this might help me with something. into my tent because I wished for a heater to go in my tent.
We were crammed together like a pack of sardines, I got bat poo on my shoes, and there was a bat in our tent. I knew this was going to be another sleepless night.
Morning came and I was quite glad to explore another 20 miles of cave, I like walking. We all changed into our hiking stuff and got ready to hike.
My feet were sore but my adventure wasn't, I was up on my feet and hiking again. I hiked and hiked, feeling my heart beat through my sweaty hiking clothes. It was kinda boring to count the ants on the ground or to look at cracks in a cave wall. We knew we would have to suck it up; in a few minutes we would have lots more to worry about. We just kept walking, casually.
We were walking casually until a shadow appeared on the cavern floor. It was scary, but I decided to keep my my mouth shut. A guy jumped out from a huge boulder and started talking.
"Get out of here. There be skeletons ahead, one of them could be you people."
The hobo looked like a classic lumberjack, with a beard, a hammer, and a bad smell. Zoe screamed her head off and ran around like a crazed monkey that had just escaped from the zoo. I had to admit, I was pretty spooked.
We had to keep walking, but we were all shaking and shivering from fear. My feet got sore from walking that far, so I got out my iTrek Hiking Backpack. I opened my backpack, and a bunch of power rocks fell out, but I managed to dig through that and I found my hoverboard. I flipped the switch and got on my board. Speaking of bored...this cave was boring. We had to keep going to walk as far as we can.
I started a conversation about the hobo. Rose said that the hobo was just lying to keep us out of this cave, we figured out it had running water. From looking at the cave, I realized that there was a waterfall nearby. I wasn't thirsty but I knew I soon would be.
We were really tired, my watch was still on my arm, so I checked the time, 6:30.
I said, "food!"
A large buffet of meals appeared on the cave floor. Zoe ate all of her food first, then Rose and I finished later. It was very tasty but we were supposed to be hiking, not eating.
We were a little faster now that all of us had food in our stomachs, but we were still bored. So we kept walking until something appeared. I thought that the hobo was here to arrest us or something but surprisingly, there was Joe. He appeared out of nowhere.
Joe must've wished to be with us or something like that, I totally forgot about him. We told Joe everything. We told him about the hobo, the bat, the food, everything. Guess what he said afterwards...
Joe said, "You're lying."
All that time was wasted on Joe. We had to deal with it, Joe was here and he was an annoyance, but we had to keep walking. Joe thought we were lying until he found four skeletons that looked exactly like us.
We found life-sized skeletons that looked exactly like us. One of the skeletons, the one that looked like Zoe, was wearing a blue hat and jeans and looked pretty frightened. Joe's skeleton was really tired looking. Roses skeleton had a computer in her hand, and she wore a "Star Wars" shirt. Then there was the last skeleton, that was me. I had on slippers, jeans, and a sweater.
We all screamed and ran around like crazy. We tried to get on a website on Roses computer, but then Zoe remembered, the battery died. But something weird happened right before that. The number "87" appeared on the screen for a few seconds, then the computer died. Joe was the first to see. I decided to make my last diary entry, or what I thought would be last. We had to keep walking, it's just that we were shaking when we walked.
I realized that after all the hiking, I was thirsty, so was Joe. As I was drinking, I got this weird tingling feeling in my body. It felt strange. Then, a weird dream came to my head.
The dream was strange, too. It kept repeating the same thing, "86."
I wrote that number in my journal, in this strange place, tons of crazy stuff happens. One time, a cat turned into a mutant cow and ate a school bus. No lie.
"This place is so random," I said.
Then I started a conversation about all the crazy things that happened. I totally forgot about the human that accidentally said something about her gecko.
She said, "My gecko needs more space!"
Her gecko went flying into the air and the gecko was sighted in 1969, when there was the first man on the moon. It went to space, where there is a lot of "space." The astronauts saw what they think was an alien. I think you can guess it was the gecko.
Heart pounding, Head aching, Zoe had a headache. I said that it would go away, but I was wrong. We had to sleep now, though.
Even after sleep, Zoe felt terrible. We had no ideas of what to do because Zoe's headache was really bad, she couldn't even walk right. We had to stay at our campsite.
Rose was bored, Zoe and Joe were sleeping their heads off and I was just sitting there, thinking. I was thinking about that number, 86. How much did this exact number matter to us? The answer was, lots. Rose and I sat there, listening to the abnormally loud snoring of Joe. Rose decided to listen to "Coldplay." Coldplay is a really old-fashioned band now in 2060, but I heard it was popular in 2011. That was a long time ago. Listening to music all day may not seem fun, but for us it was all we wanted.
Rose was reciting the lyrics to "Paradise" but it was not paradise to hear a scream a minute later. Zoe had a weird dream.
Zoe had a crazy dream about the number 86. It was strange how every one of us had seen that number before in the past week.
The muddy rock hole that you call a cave got dark so I threw down a Light Power Rock. Zoe's headache had been gone ever since that dream. Something had to be going on with us and the number 86.
I know its not a good idea to touch almost everything weird we see, but we do it. One time, I was hiking and I found a strange-looking green plant. I touched the plant and got a rash an hour later. The plant was called Poison Ivy.
We kept walking and walking, we were sweating but we had to go on. This was the longest hike we have ever been on. It was boring to look at red rocks that have been cracked, but we had to go on. It was extremely boring and I'm pretty sure that is why I quit the Girl Scouts in third grade.
It was boring until Zoe asked, "What is that blue thing?"
With us panting like dogs in a pack, we ran to see who would touch it. When we got there, we were all exhausted. The orb was like something I've never seen before. It was a color called "Electric Blue."
We all screamed, "Dogpile!" Then we jumped on the orb.
I was at the bottom of the pile, being squished by three other lunatics. I knew touching the orb was a bad idea from the start. right after we touched the orb, I got this strange feeling that something was wrong. My head was spinning and Joe was about to lose his lunch over this. It felt like a hurricane was blasting past us, but all I saw was the Electric Blue color. I knew something was out-of-place.
I'm really smart and I get everything right. Something was out-of-place. Nobody could figure out why and we were all [yawn] ready for bed.
We set up the campsite again with just the one simple word, "Campsite." We snuggled up in our sleeping bags. Joe was the only one who slept. The rest of us could hardly sleep because we heard loud stomping noises. Everyone except me dozed off to bed. I was stuck listening to snoring and something that sounded like a gory fight. The noise got louder, so I hid in Rose's tent. I bundled up in my sleeping bag and faked to be asleep. My sleeping bag felt strange and wet all of a sudden. The wet got all over my face and my pajamas. It was coming from something above me. It wasn't water and it wasn't pleasant. This was disgusting.
The blankets did get some of the wet stuff away from me, but not all of it. I was very disgusted by this, so I woke the others up. It was pitch-black outside but I still heard those scary noises. Joe got his flashlight out. I noticed that everyone had stuff all over them. But Joe had brown stuff on himself, all of ours looked like drool. I was about to call the cops and tell them that there was ghosts in a cave that we were exploring. Then, I realized I wasn't in a cave anymore.
We were in the time of the dinosaurs! It all made sense now, the wet stuff was dinosaur drool, the gory sounds were dinosaur fights, the brown stuff was dinosaur poo, and the stomping was a dance party. It was a diabolical dinosaur dancing and drooling and diarrhea party! Eww.
We had to take showers to wash this dinosaur stuff off of us. But we needed something to keep the dinosaurs out.
Rose screamed the greatest idea in the world. Rose screamed, "ONE HOUR FORCEFIELD!"
It was smart to scream one hour in with the force-field, too. One day, Rose and I were adventuring in the most dangerous place of all - My brother's room - and we said, "forcefield." The forcefield only lasted one second because we did not set a time for the forcefield to last. We were then chased by the most vicious monster of all - Casper, my brother.
We quickly created showers and showered for 50 minutes. We got dressed, then the forcefield wore out. All the drool and poop was off of us now. Now, we could do some real exploring.
I headed outside with my friends, when a sudden shock arose above me. I didn't know what the heck was happening. Could it be the mind chip? Was I dying? Was I-
My thought got lost by a loud zapping noise and a sound that was not so pleasant to my ears.
Graveyard Dogs - Rough Draft
It was a happy summer day. What could go wrong? Lots could, lots did. But I survived. I'm a ghost. Ghosts always tell the story better. It all started in a mansion. The old spooky mansion that she got to keep because grandma went to Florida to be a professional chef. I think she left five years ago, maybe four.
Sarah was baking. Baking those blueberry muffins. It was grandma's favorite recipe. Sarah put them in the oven and realized that she had to wait for 30 minutes for the muffins too cook. She decided to go to one of her favorite places, the graveyard. Most people say the graveyard is a sad place. To Sarah, it's like an ice-cream on a hot summer's day. She dashed to the graveyard and passed right through the entrance. The first time Sarah came down to the graveyard, she was scared of the little wolf statues near the door. She isn't now. She feels happy when she comes to the graveyard, it gives her the chills. She likes the chills.
Sarah was baking. Baking those blueberry muffins. It was grandma's favorite recipe. Sarah put them in the oven and realized that she had to wait for 30 minutes for the muffins too cook. She decided to go to one of her favorite places, the graveyard. Most people say the graveyard is a sad place. To Sarah, it's like an ice-cream on a hot summer's day. She dashed to the graveyard and passed right through the entrance. The first time Sarah came down to the graveyard, she was scared of the little wolf statues near the door. She isn't now. She feels happy when she comes to the graveyard, it gives her the chills. She likes the chills.
Mind Control-Rough Draft
"I don't want to go to school! I hate school!"
With the click of a button I was at school and as happy as ever. What just happened? Did I just die from anger, then wake up at school? Or was it-Then the idea hit me, like the baseball hits the bat, it was MindControl2. MindControl2 is a device that can read and program minds. I saw it from snooping around the house. Mom had the Television blasting like it was some kind of party or something. So I went downstairs, checked on Mom, then I saw an advertisement talking about the new gizmo-MindControl2. An advertisement that would change my life forever. RING RING RING! Cool! Cool! Out of school!
Oh, by the way, my name's Robert, Robert Wilson. Everyone calls me "Rob" or "Robster" or "Robby". Some choose to call me "The kid who's brain is too big to fit in his head". I always get my homework done faster than everyone, it's like my pencil is a rocket! But what do I care? So what I'm just a smart, brown-haired, New-York kid? It's not like I'll just one day get a degree in being awesome, that should have already happened by now. So let's get back to this little talk about the MindControl2. The advertisement said that it was easy to use and not very expensive. What? I know I'm not stupid, but tell me, how is five billion in cybercash not expensive? Cybercash is the new form of money, it's obviously digital money. It's made of real silver, but that's obviously a lie. The government would kill me if I said that to their faces. Of course I can't, their faces are too ugly too look at. They'd make me robot food by now, they're so horrible.And so is this new MindConrol2 gadget that's ruining my life already.
"No! Don't you dare! Mom! NO!"
"Rob, I have to."
"NO!"
"Stop or I'll call the school AND the cops."
Mom just called "The School of Technology And Math", that's my school. I don't know why it's called that, we don't do math and the technology there is horrible. Mom just complained about why I was smarter than all the other kids. She also hates tech class, so she called to complain for the fifth day in a row. Mom's thinking of homeschooling me. How's that going to work? Whatever, all I need to do is try my plan with that device. After a long two hours of pondering, I had some plans. Tonight I would hack the device. It was 11:59, one more minute until Mom falls into a deep sleep. I always say that Mom is crazy for doing this, she stays up way too late. I decided to get that gadget from her. Easy! It was sitting on her counter with lots of other smelly stuff. I had just remembered my patent, the EasyDriver, it was a screwdriver that could fit anywhere. All you had to do was press a button, and it would change the size. I set my screwdriver to the "Medium" setting. I started my work. That took a long time! It's now 4:00 in the morning, and I am really [yawn] tired. It doesn't matter to me, I just hacked the device! I am going to bed early tonight, I definitely need to. Anyways, back to the story. I had hacked the stupid gadget to be backwards, so that I can control Mom or whoever had one of those things. With my patent money, seven billion cybercash, I got into my car and flew to the store. I walked out of my rusty car and dashed to the store. I saw a poster that said "On Sale! MindControl2!", underneath it, there was a huge stash of those things. I picked one up and paid for it. The robot in the store seemed very nice. She was so nice, she didn't even care about my money. So that meant... I got a new MindControl2 for free! Let's see what this thing can do. I started out reading the "Quick Start Guide", it was more than 200 pages long AND it was in fine print. Ugh! I started out by switching that thing to "On". I have a plan. I'll get Mom to give my sister, Jean, to that kid adoption place.
My sister is so annoying. The reason why you probably have never heard of her, is because she takes these very long naps. This one has been going on for months. One time, I called the cops on Mom, and it was because I thought my sister had passed out. She took that nap for about 3 years. Like me, Jean has some horrible nicknames. They are "Blue Jean" "Cutie Pie" and "Sleeping Beauty", I'd rather call her "Sleeping Ugly". She has brown hair, is ugly, and always wears shoes with pink bows. I know Mom likes her more than me, probably because I never shut-up about technology. Mom should like me better because Jean never shuts-up about how pretty she is. One day she made a sign that was supposed to say "Jean is so pretty", but with her bad spelling it looked like it said "Jean is so petty". I have that sign framed in my room.
I put that stupid hat on Jean, and woke "Sleeping Ugly" up. I made her do tons of funny stuff, like licking the cat, to give it a bath. I started to control her to Mom's Rocket-Powered Car. I made Jean drive the car and she really stunk up that car from some wet diapers. Jean ran into the "Kid Adoption Center", and I immediately got away from that place. Nobody really knows where Jean is now. Mom thinks that she's still sleeping because I made a robot that looked (and smelled) like her, and put it in her bed. It wasn't easy. If you saw it, it would look like I was in a massive pile of toxic waste.
"School Time!"
"No.", I said.
I realized that I was stupid enough to not use my new MindControl2 on her. I went up to Mom, then used my gizmo on her. With the press of a button, she was doing things that she probably would've never done before. She sent me to the candy store, she bought ten pounds of sweet, tooth-rotting candy! I headed for home and quickly chomped down that candy. After two hours of non-stop fun, I got bored of the idea that you can control minds.
I didn't like this thing anymore. Sure, it got rid of my sister and got my mom to the candy store. Other than controlling minds, that thing was stupid. I quickly threw away this thing, then a strange feeling in my head came.
With the click of a button I was at school and as happy as ever. What just happened? Did I just die from anger, then wake up at school? Or was it-Then the idea hit me, like the baseball hits the bat, it was MindControl2. MindControl2 is a device that can read and program minds. I saw it from snooping around the house. Mom had the Television blasting like it was some kind of party or something. So I went downstairs, checked on Mom, then I saw an advertisement talking about the new gizmo-MindControl2. An advertisement that would change my life forever. RING RING RING! Cool! Cool! Out of school!
Oh, by the way, my name's Robert, Robert Wilson. Everyone calls me "Rob" or "Robster" or "Robby". Some choose to call me "The kid who's brain is too big to fit in his head". I always get my homework done faster than everyone, it's like my pencil is a rocket! But what do I care? So what I'm just a smart, brown-haired, New-York kid? It's not like I'll just one day get a degree in being awesome, that should have already happened by now. So let's get back to this little talk about the MindControl2. The advertisement said that it was easy to use and not very expensive. What? I know I'm not stupid, but tell me, how is five billion in cybercash not expensive? Cybercash is the new form of money, it's obviously digital money. It's made of real silver, but that's obviously a lie. The government would kill me if I said that to their faces. Of course I can't, their faces are too ugly too look at. They'd make me robot food by now, they're so horrible.And so is this new MindConrol2 gadget that's ruining my life already.
"No! Don't you dare! Mom! NO!"
"Rob, I have to."
"NO!"
"Stop or I'll call the school AND the cops."
Mom just called "The School of Technology And Math", that's my school. I don't know why it's called that, we don't do math and the technology there is horrible. Mom just complained about why I was smarter than all the other kids. She also hates tech class, so she called to complain for the fifth day in a row. Mom's thinking of homeschooling me. How's that going to work? Whatever, all I need to do is try my plan with that device. After a long two hours of pondering, I had some plans. Tonight I would hack the device. It was 11:59, one more minute until Mom falls into a deep sleep. I always say that Mom is crazy for doing this, she stays up way too late. I decided to get that gadget from her. Easy! It was sitting on her counter with lots of other smelly stuff. I had just remembered my patent, the EasyDriver, it was a screwdriver that could fit anywhere. All you had to do was press a button, and it would change the size. I set my screwdriver to the "Medium" setting. I started my work. That took a long time! It's now 4:00 in the morning, and I am really [yawn] tired. It doesn't matter to me, I just hacked the device! I am going to bed early tonight, I definitely need to. Anyways, back to the story. I had hacked the stupid gadget to be backwards, so that I can control Mom or whoever had one of those things. With my patent money, seven billion cybercash, I got into my car and flew to the store. I walked out of my rusty car and dashed to the store. I saw a poster that said "On Sale! MindControl2!", underneath it, there was a huge stash of those things. I picked one up and paid for it. The robot in the store seemed very nice. She was so nice, she didn't even care about my money. So that meant... I got a new MindControl2 for free! Let's see what this thing can do. I started out reading the "Quick Start Guide", it was more than 200 pages long AND it was in fine print. Ugh! I started out by switching that thing to "On". I have a plan. I'll get Mom to give my sister, Jean, to that kid adoption place.
My sister is so annoying. The reason why you probably have never heard of her, is because she takes these very long naps. This one has been going on for months. One time, I called the cops on Mom, and it was because I thought my sister had passed out. She took that nap for about 3 years. Like me, Jean has some horrible nicknames. They are "Blue Jean" "Cutie Pie" and "Sleeping Beauty", I'd rather call her "Sleeping Ugly". She has brown hair, is ugly, and always wears shoes with pink bows. I know Mom likes her more than me, probably because I never shut-up about technology. Mom should like me better because Jean never shuts-up about how pretty she is. One day she made a sign that was supposed to say "Jean is so pretty", but with her bad spelling it looked like it said "Jean is so petty". I have that sign framed in my room.
I put that stupid hat on Jean, and woke "Sleeping Ugly" up. I made her do tons of funny stuff, like licking the cat, to give it a bath. I started to control her to Mom's Rocket-Powered Car. I made Jean drive the car and she really stunk up that car from some wet diapers. Jean ran into the "Kid Adoption Center", and I immediately got away from that place. Nobody really knows where Jean is now. Mom thinks that she's still sleeping because I made a robot that looked (and smelled) like her, and put it in her bed. It wasn't easy. If you saw it, it would look like I was in a massive pile of toxic waste.
"School Time!"
"No.", I said.
I realized that I was stupid enough to not use my new MindControl2 on her. I went up to Mom, then used my gizmo on her. With the press of a button, she was doing things that she probably would've never done before. She sent me to the candy store, she bought ten pounds of sweet, tooth-rotting candy! I headed for home and quickly chomped down that candy. After two hours of non-stop fun, I got bored of the idea that you can control minds.
I didn't like this thing anymore. Sure, it got rid of my sister and got my mom to the candy store. Other than controlling minds, that thing was stupid. I quickly threw away this thing, then a strange feeling in my head came.