Wednesday, March 23, 2011

My Day

My day was good but also weird. I still like my day it was silly and funny and I played with my friends. I had so much fun, the best time. I played so much I think I am going to fall asleep right now.

Monday, March 21, 2011

my perfect day

My perfect day begins with me waking in a room in a two story house in a bed with sheets that have pictures of me and my best friend Katy on them, the pillows too. The wall would have pictures of my friends also. The floor would have blue carpet and the door would have a sign reading "please knock." I would wear my shirt which reads, "Dear Journal, I asked for a puppy, not a brother." I would wear plaid shorts. I would skip down the stairs and eat my eggs and bacon which my mom cooked when she heard my alarm at 6 a.m. I would run out the door and wait for the school bus. At school I learned equations, I am a teenager in seventh grade. I also read and wrote some poetry. I read books and then I went to lunch and recess. I would have recess and pick up my back pack and ride the bus home. I would text my mom and let her know I was going to my friends house, then I would run to my friends house. We played chess, and we would talk, alot! Then it was time to head home. I text my mom to let her know I was on my way.

I would shower with strawberry shampoo and body wash. I would put on my monkey pajamas and tuck myself in and fall asleep to Open Season 2. That is one version of my perfect day.

What if?

What if I die today? I would do all the things that I wanted to do. Like see all my friends and play library, swim, laugh, scream, run, drink water, eat food, take a nap, and feel the breeze on my skin. But when I die I would tell all the people I love that I love them. I would wait for years in heaven I would NOT live MY LIFE. I would miss MY MOM AND MY DAD AND MY SISTER TO MUCH AND THAT is what I would do if I knew I would die today.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

like my post

Normally I write a story. I want to write to see if you like my blog. If you do like my blog, please write on my blog that you like it.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Scared Deer

this store is adot som yan like all us of but difret to you mite like her I hope you like this store well it was a samar day hope was runing playing and shs sal saming thait was lorg she wet to go see it was a dar ti was scare she scremd she ran so fast she omost ran in to ti she ran so far she got lost but saming wrs hapind mar dars atakt hope was screing she fan so far she recht a chelter the pepel war nics
her pares know them thay yous to dady sit me it was fun well you beter go home i dotknow how to get yo my hows will tac you home ok

This story is about someone like all of us but, different too, you may like her. I hope you like this story.
It was a summer day. Hope was running playing and she saw something that was long. She walked over to see what it was. A deer, it was scared. She screamed. She ran fast. She almost ran into it. She ran sofar that she got lost but something was happenning. More deers scared Hope and she was screaming. She ran so far. She reached a shelter. The people were nice. Her parents knew them. Hope had fun with them and they told her it was time to go home. I don't know how to get to my house. Will you take me? The nice people took her home.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

the moose

this is the king moose he made the best rules of all the rules thay love the rules thay are happy in this kingdom one day one off the vilagers went on a walk he almost got attacked by a lion and another villager saved him he became the king he did not made good rules so the moose was the king and he made good rules the villagers were happy again the viliger was not hapyy because he did not want to make bad choices because he knew he would have made good choices so he was happy

The End

The Mouse

A mouse is very old but not happy. One day he met a squirrel who made him smile so much. They got married and had kids they were very happy. One day they went to get dinner in the forest. They thought it was scarey but when they got there they had decided they would move into a tree with their friend owl.

I know owls eat mice and squirrels but this was no oridinary owl. This owl got turned into an owl by a witch a very mean witch named Mady. In his previous life he had been a mouse. He let Mrs. and Mr. Avacado move in. They went to go get mouse's body back from the witch. They made a deal the mouse would turn into an owl every weekend and get the mail in exchange for his mouse body.

The End