Tom was a turkey. He lived a nice quiet life, on a nice quiet farm. Tom wasn’t smart, and he wasn’t dumb. But he, and all the turkeys on the farm, had a BIG problem—The Farmer! You see, the turkeys worshiped the farmer. Stupidly, they thought he was a kind loving person who loved all turkeys. The only true thing about what the turkeys thought, was that he LOVED turkey! The kind you put on a plate. Sadly, the turkeys were completely oblivious to the farmer’s secret. Continue reading
It costs nothing
But means so much
It enriches those who receive it
Without impoverishing those that give it
It happens in a flash
But sometimes the memory lasts forever
A smile beautifies your face
You can win a race Continue reading
If I have to sail over seas
And fly over the seven skies
Or discover my own land
And deal with buzzing bees
Then I have to let go of all my fears
And learn to deal with fireflies
And let go of the word grand
To fit in the large caravan
Of the travelers traveling by
Through sea, sky and land
I need to be brave and bold
Not timid and shy Continue reading
“This half of the room is my territory, that side is yours!” Alice said angrily at her brother, Tom, as he indifferently surveyed the disarray of the room.
“But we both need a bed!” Tom pointed out. As soon as Alice left the room, Tom picked up the saw he had hidden under the bed stumbling from its weight. Then he tried to saw the bed in half so that he could have his own bed on his side of the room. He didn’t succeed. The bed collapsed.
Hearing the noise, Alice hurried into the room and gasped, “What did you do?” she shrieked. “And why? No, never mind, don’t answer that question.” Tom looked down at the mess he created. The bed was sagging in two with splinters and feathers littering the floor. Continue reading
Cyrus slumped low in his seat and tried to get past the gorgon to get to level eight. It was hard to focus on gorgon-battling while wearing a tuxedo and attending the opera, but Cyrus was up for the challenge. It wasn’t that he hated opera, or that he didn’t want to be at the brand new Geltwin Theater on opening night, but he’d seen Der Rosenkavalier more than fifteen times already, and needed a little diversion. He looked up to see his mom, resplendent as the Marschallin, belt out the beginning of her first aria. He smiled.
Not every ten-year old kid had the life he did, traveling the world with his famous mother, attending operas all over. But Cyrus loved it. He hoped to be a famous composer when he grew up, and he would write operas for his mother to star in. But tonight—well, tonight he was going to get to level ten. Continue reading
I went on my very first hike with my cousins and my grandpa. My parents and my sister decided to go to a cave but I chose to hike. We knew prior to getting there that the hike would take about four hours in 90° weather, so we came prepared. We packed two backpacks full of water bottles and another full of snacks. This hiking trail led to the top of a mountain, and it isn’t a road well traveled. We passed quite a few people, but the trail was anything but worn down. On our way up, a gopher popped up from behind a rock and sat there while we took pictures of it. It was super cute! Continue reading
The captivating blue of the ocean
Is highlighted as the waves
Crash to the soft sand
Its white caps
Exploding on the terrain Continue reading
The scream rang in my ears. I had to find out what was going on because I needed to help the screamer. It sounded like they were in trouble.
There it was again. I followed the sound until I came to a locked bathroom. I cut a gigantic hole in the door and jumped through—the criminal was gone. There lay an unconscious woman at my feet. I needed to find out who did this so I could stop the person from harming more people. So after I’d called 911 and the ambulance had taken the woman to the hospital, I got my detective fingerprint pad from my bedroom. (Yes, I do live in this mansion and that woman was my masseuse.) Continue reading
By Grace, Age 12
What if I told you that there was a parallel universe connected to ours?
That would mean there would be someone almost the exact same as you. They would have the same name, have the same friends, read the same books and would be doing the same thing as you. The difference would be that your parallel self would be in another universe. How would you react? Would you believe it? Come in close, let me tell you a secret.
Where I live there has always been something we called, ‘The Jump’. It is a gigantic drop off the edge of a cliff. No one knew what was really down there. You see, we live on a planet called Roko Republica. It is all kids. No adults. If you’re interested in finding out if we die… we don’t die. We are all immortal. However, none of us dared to leap off that cliff. All we could see was darkness below. Nothing else. Nobody had ever gone near the cliff except Neal Phileas. He had always been a daredevil and a troublemaker, so no one was surprised when he jumped. Of course, he was never seen again. No one even heard the thud when he landed at the bottom, if there was one. As I said, no one knew what was down there, until one day… Continue reading