My "Artwork"

I decided to put some of my recent "artwork" on my blog. I didn't actually draw these pictures on paper, I drew them on this Microsoft program called Paint.


That's all for now! I'll be posting more pictures on here later on. :)

Wordle

Hello everyone!
Our family recently discovered this website called Wordle. It is SO much fun! You go to "Create" on the website, type in a bunch of words about a certain topic you choose and then it will make a cool "word cloud." After you type in the words, you can play with it as much as you want. Once you hit the "Submit" button, you type in your word cloud title, your "username" and (this is optional) you can type a comment about your word cloud. Then you submit it. About three people submit a word cloud every minute! It is SO much fun! Here are a couple of my "word clouds."

























You can click on each of the pictures to make them bigger. Click HERE to try out Wordle.

Have fun! :)

My Winning Poem

I can't believe I didn't post this, but I won last year's library poetry contest! Here is my winning poem.

Farm Animals

Dogs are yapping,
Cats a napping.
Horses neighing,
Also braying.
These are the sounds of the farm.

Chickens squawking,
Also walking.
They’re doing this in the barn.

Roosters crowing,
On the roof.
Acting like a bird alarm.
They’re doing this,
On the barn,
In the farm.

Bye!

Notice

Hi, everyone!
If anyone wants to read more of my story, Fantasya A Giant Problem, please post a comment and I will e-mail it to you.

Part 4 of My Story

Cassandra
Quintuplet Weirdoes

“Oof!” I landed on some grass. What had happened? All I did was poke that flower with my hoof.
“Ouch!” Cornelia had landed next to me. She whimpered in pain. I stood up and walked over.
She had a little bruise. Nothing big. She stood up and looked at me, a little annoyed.
“What’d I do?” I asked. “All I did was touch that flower and now we’re in some other place in Fantasya, or something.”
“Or something,” Cornelia said. “That was an earth flower! It sent us to earth!” She told me all about the earth flower and the magic rock.
“Whoa,” I said. “So, this is Earth?” I looked around. There were things that I had heard about in legends passed down from unicorns that had claimed they had been to Earth. There were cars, and supermarkets, and humans walking down something called a sidewalk.
“Yup,” said Cornelia. “Now what?”
I looked around at all the humans walking with their kids. It must’ve been summer here too. The kids weren’t in human school.
“I think we had better disguise ourselves as humans and start our search for the magic rock.” We both used disguising magic. I disguised myself as a tall, skinny, teenager that had light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a something called a yellow tank top with blue shorts. I had heard Cornelia’s mom say something about the human clothes here.
Cornelia had disguised herself as a teenager too. She was tall and skinny, but her hair was red and her eyes were green. She had on a lime green skirt with a blue t-shirt. She looked very pretty.
“Let’s go,” she said. We walked down the street looking for a place with lots of rocks. According to Cornelia, the magic rock was boulder sized so we didn’t have to look very hard.
We were walking for a while in silence. I could tell that Cornelia was annoyed with me. Just then, there was a rustle through the hedges that we were passing. We both froze. We turned our heads slowly.
Five kids about the age of 12 jumped out through the bushes.
There were three girls that looked exactly the same. They all had long, straight red hair with blue eyes. Then the boys had the same straight, short black hair with the same dark, brown eyes.
They started doing a little jig right in the middle of the sidewalk.
“I’m Mary!”
“I’m Carrie!”
“I’m Terrie!”
“I’m Larry!”
“I’m Gary!”
They stopped dancing and said at the same time,
“We’re quintuplets!”
“Okay,” I said. “This is weird.”
“We’re not weird!” said Mary.
“Maybe we are!” said Carrie.
“I don’t smell weird,” said Terrie.
“Do you?” said Larry.
“No,” said Gary.
“We’re not weird!” they all said at once.
“Cassie,” said Cornelia.
I ignored her. She was just nervous because they kept acting weird.
“Do you know where we are?” I asked. Maybe even if they acted weird we could get some answers as to where we were.
“Sanfransico of course!” said Mary.
“In California!” said Carrie.
“In the USA!” said Terrie.
“Which is located in the world!” said Larry.
“Which is located in space!” said Gary.
“Cassie,” said Cornelia again. “Can’t you smell them?”
I hadn’t really paid much attention to the smell. I just paid attention to the dancing and the weird answers.
I sniffed.
“Eww!” I said covering my nose.
I stopped.
“Trolls!” I whispered.
“In disguise!” said Cornelia.
“Run?” I said.
“Definitely!” answered Cornelia.
We turned and ran in the opposite direction. The trolls came after us. The trolls weren’t that smart, but they weren’t that slow disguised as humans. It’s a good thing that disguises didn’t change their intelligence.
“Corny!” I said as we ran past passerby staring at us.
“What?” she hissed.
“Let climb up that tree ahead.”
“What!”
“Trust me on this one!”
We ran for the tree and climbed up as fast as we could. The trolls obviously didn’t notice and ran right by.
Cornelia looked at me with a surprised look.
“Weirdoes,” I said. We both laughed.

Part 3 of My Story

Gargamouth
Anger

I was sitting on my throne impatient with one of my troll helpers when a terrified looking troll walked in.
He bowed and stared at me looking very nervous.
“Well?” I growled. I was getting hungry and I was half tempted to gobble him up if he didn’t tell me why he was here. It was very rude to show up in my throne room without an invitation.
“Um, sir, the troll who was keeping an eye on Cassandra the unicorn, the one with the golden horn . . .”
“Yes?” I said. This couldn’t be good.
“Well, she has been accidentally sent to earth with the unicorn Cornelia from an earth flower. Now, well, the only way to reach her is to gather up more trolls and send them to earth by teleporting magic. And you know how trolls or unicorns can’t teleport anywhere without magic dust from a pixie . . .”
I roared. There was no way that I could get near a pixie to get magic dust. Pixies only like girls unless it’s a boy pixie. Now I needed to take control of a unicorn and that meant more work for me! I either had to get a troll to do it or I had to do it myself! Unless . . .
“Tell Gorgina I would like to see her,” I said to the scared looking troll. Gorgina, my wife and queen of Giants, was in a separate throne room giving orders to the girl trolls and elves. I was giving orders to the boy trolls or elves.
“Yes, sir!” said the troll, bowing out of the room and scuttling off.
I settled back into my seat smiling a little. Cassandra and Cornelia wouldn’t stand a chance. Not with me around. I closed my eyes for a little nap while I waited. Those trolls were so slow . . .

Part 2 of My Story

Here is part 2 of my story:

Cornelia
Summer and Secrets

“The first day of summer! Goodbye school, hello adulthood! I can’t believe we are finally adults! Now we can sign up for the war!” said Cassandra to me.
“I know!” I said. “I’m still kinda nervous though.”
“We’ll get used to whatever they tell us to do. It’ll be so exciting and cool to fight the trolls and elves!”
“Don’t forget the Giants!” I said.
“They don’t actually fight. Although you do know my lifelong dream is to defeat Gargamouth and Gorgina!”
“I thought your lifelong dream was to be the one to eat the most unicorn leaves in five minutes!”
“That too!”
We both cantered off laughing.
“Caroline said that you could come over for lunch if it’s okay with your mom. We’re having Unicorn Delight!” said Cassandra. She was smiling. Her eyes sparkled and her horn shimmered in the sun reflecting her pure white coat. She was very pretty.
“Sure! I’m sure that my mom would say it’s okay.”
We both walked over to where my mom was eating grass in a pasture for lunch.
“Hey, mom?” I said.
“Yes, sweetie?” she said looking up. She had a white horn. Very common, but I’m sure Cassandra told you already.
“Can I go over and eat lunch with Cassandra? They’re having Unicorn Delight!” Unicorn Delight is a hot soup with Unicorn Tree leaves and bark in it.
“Sure! You’re an adult now that you’ve left school. You can make most of your decisions now. I’ll see you at dinnertime! We’re having Unicorn Tree bark!” she said as we trotted away. She raised a hoof in farewell. Little did she know that she wouldn’t be seeing me at dinnertime.

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After we both ate lunch, we played outside for a while cantering and getting the neighbors to play tag with us using a sort of magic that makes your horn feel like a pillow so everyone could tag other people. Then we lay down for a while and watched the other unicorns graze or play or trying to get newborn unicorns to walk. It was a beautiful sight after years of terror. Of course, everyone still had to take precaution but it had been a month since the trolls last attacked. I looked over at Cassandra and saw her blushing. I was confused at first. Something hardly ever embarrassed her. Then I saw what she was looking at.
Caleb the unicorn was grazing and laughing with a couple of his friends.
“What’s with the red cheeks, Cassie?” I said smiling a little.
“What?” she said turning looking a little nervous. “Nothing! So, how’d you like lunch?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Lunch was two hours ago, Cassandra! I’d like to know what’s going on between you and him,” I said jerking my head towards Caleb.
“Oh, uh,” she said turning scarlet rapidly. “Nothing, really, nothing’s going on with me and him!” she said laughing nervously. “Why, why did you want to know? Heh, heh.” She was really looking red now.
“You like him don’t you?” I said grinning triumphantly now.
The color drained from her face. She looked scared now. She turned her head away from me and nodded slowly.
“Ha!” I laughed and stood up and pranced around in a circle. “I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!”
“Okay, okay!” she said now grinning a little. “You don’t have to announce it to the world! It’s just a little crush and Caleb doesn’t know so shush!” She stood up and we walked toward the flower field absentmindedly.
“I thought that there was something weird going on here!” I said.
“Okay, okay! You caught me!” She said. “Now let’s let this go, okay?”
“I am so going to remember this for the rest of my life!” I said grinning really big now.
“I said let’s let it go, okay?” she said sort of grinning. We both sat down. “Please, Corny?”
“Okay, I won’t talk about it but you can’t stop me thinking about it!” I said.
“Enough!” she said. We were in tears from laughing.
“Hey look at this,” I stood up and walked over through the field of Unicorn Flowers. Unicorn flowers are flowers with white stems and golden petals.
“What is it?” she said standing up.
I had noticed a peculiar flower. It had a blue stem and green petals.
“Whoa,” Cassandra said stepping back. “That is one creepy flower.”
“It’s strange.” I said. “I never noticed before.”
“We should look it up first,” Said Cassandra. “Before touching it.”
Just then the braniac Cecilia came over to us.
“What’s up?” she said smiling. She had a white horn too.
“We just noticed this flower,” I said turning to her. “We were wondering what it was.”
“Oh, that’s an earth flower. It’s the colors of the earth when you see it in space.”
“Cool!” said Cassandra. She looked at it more closely.
“Legends say that if a unicorn touches it, it will take it to earth and the only way to get back to Fantasya is to find the magic rock.”
“What is the magic rock and what does it look like?” I asked out of curiosity.
“The magic rock does the same thing. If a unicorn touches it, it takes them back to Fantasya. The Pegasi created both these things in case unicorns had to hide from the war in an emergency. But they are always disappearing and reappearing in a different place in Fantasya or the world. The magic rock is boulder sized with a big red circle in the middle,” Cecilia said.
I turned to look at Cassandra. She was staring at it. She raised her hoof. My stomach lurched. She hadn’t been listening.
“Cassandra! Don’t touch it!” I leaped forward to knock her out of the way. It was too late. She had touched it the exact moment I touched her. The last thing I saw was Cecilia staring at us worriedly. She was running forward. There was a flash of gold light and we disappeared. We were going to a different dimension.

My Story

Hi everyone!
I'm going to post my entire NaNoWriMo story on the blog. Here is the first chapter:

Cassandra
Meet Me

There is no “once upon a time” in this book. No. This book tells you the truth about unicorns. Not those myths and legends you humans talk about.
Hello! My name is Cassandra. And, yes, I’m a unicorn. My best friend Cornelia is a unicorn too. Let me tell you a little about unicorns.
Unicorns control the magic of wind. We can make ourselves fly, control the breeze, and many other things. We are hurt by fire and water magic. Fire is hurt by water and wind magic. Water is hurt by wind and fire magic.
Unicorns live for thirty years. When a unicorn reaches ten, they are an adult. If they are ten and they are a female, they are an adult and their horn is fully grown.
A unicorn’s horn is very sharp. They are as sharp as what you humans call knives. When a unicorn is an adult, they can produce magic, even without a horn. Unicorns cannot produce very strong magic until they are an adult. Only female unicorns have horns.
There are three different types of horns. There’s the common white horn that almost every single female unicorn has, there is the rare silver horn, which there is always one or two unicorns in a herd that has it, then there is the super, ultra, rare, golden horn, which, almost no other unicorn has. I have that horn. In legends, a unicorn who has a full grown, golden horn, is destined for greatness. I am the third unicorn in the world that has ever had that horn. The first unicorn in the world had that horn and so did my long lost sister, Cindy. (She disappeared in the war. Some say she died, some say she got taken hostage. Nobody really knows.) Golden horns can produce gold out of water. This can be very handy when trying to persuade someone to help you.
UNICORNS ARE NOT SHY! That is an old myth that humans still believe. They also like boys just as much as girls when it comes to humans.
Now about where unicorns live, they live in a land called Fantasya. It is hidden in a different dimension. No human will ever find it. And if they did, the magic would kill them as soon as they touch the ground.
There are three parts to Fantasya. There is the good side named “Prosperity Border”, the bad side named “Miserable Margin”, and the middle is named “Elf Interior”.
Pegasi rule Prosperity Border. Pegasi are royalty. Prosperity Border is currently ruled by the queen Aleena, the king Adam, and the princess Abigail. Prosperity Border is where all the unicorns and Pegasi live.
In Prosperity Border, the unicorns eat grass, Unicorn Tree bark, and Unicorn Tree leaves. They also drink water.
Miserable Margin is where the evil Giants rule. The Giants rule the Trolls and they plan to take over Fantasya. The unicorns are trained in magic where they can help stop the Giants. The Giants look like Cyclopes in human myths except they have two eyes. The king, Gargamouth and the queen Gorgina rule Miserable Margin. The trolls do whatever they say. The trolls and Giants control the magic of water.
Elf Interior is ruled by elves. All elves are equal there. Although, there is one elf named Edward who is the Treasurer. When an elf is named Treasurer, they are in charge of who they work for depending on the amount of gold that is offered. Elves are not good, nor, bad. They are only mischievous and will only help different creatures if they get gold in the deal. The Giants currently control the elves since they have stolen almost all the unicorn’s gold. They control the magic of Fire.
That sort of wraps it up about Fantasya. I will let you know of anything important if it comes up.
Now about me.
I’m Cassandra as you know. I am ten, tall, and I have a full grown golden horn. I am friendly, Cornelia says I’m very pretty, but I am also funny and quick-tempered. My temper is my bad point. I’m skinny and I have a long white mane. I’m good at running and flying in races and my favorite food are leaves from a Unicorn Tree. A Unicorn Tree is a tree that has white bark and gold leaves. I’m good at magic and plan to fight in the war. Bullies make me angry, and one of my quirks is I stamp my hoof when I’m angry or scared. My eyes are blue and Corny’s (that’s Cornelia’s nickname) is green. My bed is a bed of leaves and grass. My pet peeves are dirty hooves. I also bite my lip when I’m scared or angry without realizing it. My lip has a lot of small cuts. My deepest darkest secret is that I have a crush on this unicorn named Caleb. He has a dirtiesh whitish coat and a long flowing mane. Cornelia doesn’t know this so shh!
I’m an orphan since my parents died in the war when I was two. A friendly and kind unicorn named Caroline took me in. My best friend Cornelia’s mom is named Catherine. Cornelia is ten like me.
Now about Cornelia.
She has a grayish mane with a silver horn. She’s very pretty, tall, and friendly but shy. I know I said unicorns are not shy, but every once in a while you get one that is. She’s mostly shy because people pick on her for having a silver horn and she’s scared easily. I’m scared of one thing. Water creatures. Water can really hurt a unicorn if used in the right way. Most unicorns die because of water magic. Unicorns are getting scarcer because of water magic. Anyway, Cornelia is brave and friendly. Just shy. Her favorite food is Unicorn Tree bark and she is scared of the dark. She has her horn light up as a night-light when it gets dark out. She also lights her horn when angry or scared when she doesn’t notice it. She can get easily scared or upset. The dark, bullies, and yelling upsets her. Her deepest darkest secret is that she’s afraid of the dark. I’m the only one besides you who knows that. Both of our dream vacations are earth. I’d really like to see what it’s like there.
I think that’s everything. On with the story!

More Unjournaling

Here is another writing exercise:
What would "Blue" taste like if you could chew it?
Here is my answer:

Blue would taste delicious. It would be as fluffy as cotton candy, but not sticky, and it would taste like a mix of berries, a fruit slushy, and sunshine.

Here's another one:
Write a paragraph about winter by starting every sentence with the letter "W".
Here's my paragraph:

Winter is wonderful! Wonderful is winter! Wait, does that even make sense? Well, I love winter! Winter is a time for sledding, making snowmen, and snowball fights! Whoa, I almost forgot about drinking hot cocoa. Why, I just LOVE hot cocoa! Wheels of cars get stuck in the snow though, and that's not good. Well, I still love winter!
Post a comment on what blue tastes like and/or write the winter exercise if you want.
:)

Unjournaling

I have a book called, "Unjournaling" that I got for Christmas. Basically, it's a book with all these fun exercises that are challenging and make you write creatively. Here's a writing challenge that I'm doing:
What are the best reasons for doing nothing? List them.

Doing nothing makes you think, and thinking is good.
Doing nothing lets you notice interesting details you missed before when you were something.
Doing nothing lets you rest.
Doing nothing sometimes is good. After doing lots of something everyone needs to do nothing once in a while.
Doing nothing helps you realize that doing nothing can really be boring, sometimes, and helps you do something.

Here's another exercise:
Chris walks into the room. By describing only the reactions of others in the room, let us know something about him.

Chris walked into the room. Melanie flinched. Teressa whimpered. Cassie made big, puppy, dog eyes at him. You could almost see the hearts in her eyes. "Oh, brother," Sally mumbled, rolling her eyes.

What do you think Chris is like? Comment your answers please.

High Yellow!!!

Hi everyone!
I haven't posted in a while, but I am now!
I'm sure most of you know already, but I'm taking Tae Kwon Do. Maxim was the first to start, then, later, Daddy and I started. And guess what? Recently I got my High Yellow!!!!! It's my second belt I had to test for.
This is the order of belts:

White
Low Yellow
High Yellow
Low Green
High Green
Low Blue
High Blue
Low Brown
High Brown
Pre-Dan
Black Belt

Maxim is a low green and Daddy is High Yellow, too.

I'll post again later!
Love,
Kate:)

Fill in the Blank

I want a magic wand.

I can't get enough of Harry Potter.

I think batteries are expensive.

I think it's annoying that cigarettes and alcohol are not against the law.

I’m not sure I like the smell of germ killer.

I’m hungry when I see a good food commercial.

For cinco de mayo I went out for Mexican food.

I’m mad that the detectives got kicked off Amazing Race.

I’m glad that I have good cards for my brother's upcoming Yu-Gi-Oh! tournament.

I’m nervous about losing in my brother's tournament.

I have a LOT of books.

I need help to make a new blog.

I wish that I could get published.

I’m excited that it's getting closer to the American Idol finale!

I’m happy that we bought Scout.


This is my brother's.
I want v tiger jet and vw tiger catapult. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! card.)

I can't get enough Yu-Gi-Oh! cards.

I think batteries are stupid.

I think it's annoying that there are a lot of banks.

I’m not sure I like ?????????

I’m hungry when my stomach tells me.

For cinco de mayo I went out for Mexican food.

I’m mad ????????????

I’m glad that my tournament is in one day.

I’m nervous about losing the tournament.

I have a tournament in one day.

I need cooperation.

I wish upon a star.

I’m excited for the tournament.

I’m happy that my tournament is in one day.

Now you fill in the blank.

Scout Pictures #2.

Here are more pictures of Scout to vote on!

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Please vote! I'm getting closer and closer to being in the world record books!

Scout

Hey everyone!
You've probably heard stuff about Scout on my mom's blog. But I thought I might show you some pictures.
I'm going to try to get the world record for cutest dog! But I'll need your help. I'll number the pictures and in your comment give me your votes for the ones you like best!
Ready? Here goes!

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(I think she blinked in this one, but maybe it just looks like that because of the hair in front of her eyes.



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That's all of them! Please, please, PLEASE vote! I just can't decide which one to use!
Thanks!

Pictures of Crochet Items

Hi everyone!

Here are the pictures I promised. I cannot put all the colors on, but at least this gives you the general idea. Now the yellow might look white. But I'll tell you what colors they are.

These are necklaces (that are yellow) that can also be used as a stuffed animal scarf.



These are purple, short, lucky charms.





These are yellow bracelets.



This is a yellow lucky charm.



This is a yellow book mark.


This is a purple book mark.

Enjoy the pictures!

More Stuff About My Crochet Business

Hey everyone!
Thanks for the comments on "Crochet Business."
I have added two new colors for my crochet business.

Bracelet (Green): 55 cents
Necklace (Green): 75 cents
Scarf For Stuffed Animal (Green): 80 cents
Lucky Charm (Green): 25 cents

Bracelet (White): 15 cents
Necklace (White): 25 cents
Scarf For Stuffed Animal (White): 30 cents
Lucky Charm (White): 15 cents

I will be posting pictures as soon as my dad has a chance to upload them!

Again, comments, suggestion, orders, and questions should be posted in the comments section or e-mailed to me.

Crochet Business

Hello everyone!
I've decided I'm going to start a new business. It's going to be called "Kate's Crochet Business."(Catchy name, huh?)
I'm going to sell crocheted necklaces, bracelets, lucky charms, and scarves for stuffed animals entirely by myself.

Here are the prices:

Necklaces (Yellow): 50 cents.
Bracelets (Yellow): 25 cents.
Lucky Charms (Yellow): 5 cents.
Scarves For Stuffed Animals (Yellow): 35 cents.

Necklaces (Purple): 60 cents.
Bracelets (Purple): 35 cents.
Lucky Charms (Purple): 10 cents.
Scarves For Stuffed Animals (Purple): 50 cents.

Suggestions, questions, orders, and just plain old comments can either be left in the comment section or e-mailed to me.

Thanks!

The Grand Total

Thank you everyone for donating to the kids' blog-a-thon. Through their stories and illustrations they raised $479.30. We are so proud of them and the effort they put in that week to try and help the people of Haiti. Even the stomach flu couldn't stop them!

I enjoyed the stories and pictures a lot, and I kept thinking about how fortunate we are as parents to have two such wonderful children. I wish you could have seen their faces as the donations came in. They almost couldn't believe what they were accomplishing. Thank you.

Total Word Count

Thing 1 wrote five stories totalling 3,483 words. Way to go! Thing 2 has his final drawing on the way. Check back and enjoy.

Thank you everyone who pledged to help the kids with their Write for Haiti project. They loved getting feedback and comments this past week.

New Illustrations

FYI: Thing 2 has completed his illustrations for "Alley Cat" and "Flightless Birds" (Days 3 and 4). Take a look and let him know what you think.

My Fifth Story

Hi everyone! This story is an abridged story but I will be making the regular one soon. I hope you enjoy my story!

Lucille Duck and the Award

Once upon a time, there was a duckling. Her name was Lucille. This particular duckling loved to watch her mom and dad, sisters and brothers, cousins and cousins twice removed--well, this list goes on for a while. Anyway, she loved to watch all of her older relatives fly. She was ALMOST old enough to go to The Academy Of Special Ducklings. This school was a special school for those who were related to the Ugly Duckling. The Ugly Duckling was Lucille's great-grandfather. Lucille was VERY close to her great-grandfather.

On Lucille's tenth birthday, her parents threw a surprise party. They invited Lucille's great-grandfather and her best friends who would be ten the next day, Kiley and Beth. At the party, everyone played Clip The Wings Of The Eagle because eagles hunt ducks and ducklings. After that game, everyone sang to music. One of the songs was "Li'l' Liza Duckling". Then everyone had cake. The cake said, "Happy Birthday Lucille!" The cake was chocolate and vanilla with strawberry frosting, Lucille's favorite. Finally, it was present time!

Lucille got four presents. Her parents got Lucille diving gear so she could sign up for swimming at the academy. All of Lucille's classes, except for getting food for yourself, she had to sign up for herself. Some of the classes you either needed to be related to certain people, or you needed the right material. Flying lessons, you need to have a LOT of money, or get permission from a famous or special duck. Lucille's family wasn't rich, but wasn't poor either. They had just enough to get a present or two for their kids for Christmas and birthdays, and still have enough for food, water, and bills. Lucille was beginning to lose hope of getting permission for flying. You weren't allowed to fly, (according to the academy) unless you got lessons. Kiley got Lucille leg warmers so she could be warm after she went swimming, and Beth got Lucille a towel. On the towel was Lucille and the Ugly Duckling. Lucille LOVED it.

Finally, it was time for the biggest present of all--her great-grandfather's present. That present was always the biggest. Lucille hugged her closest relative and opened the big box. She flapped her wings just a little so she wouldn't get in trouble with the academy and tore open the wrapping paper in excitement. Under the paper was . . . more wrapping paper on top of a smaller box. Lucille opened that paper. More paper was under it! It was like opening a Russian doll! Lucille opened it and opened it until all was left was a note. It said,

"I hereby declare, that Lucille Duck is eligible to sign up for flying lessons."

Lucille smiled and said,

"This is the best birthday ever!" Lucille hugged the Ugly Duckling again.

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At the academy, after swimming, Lucille changed into her usual clothing and changed out of her diving and swimming gear. She walked off to the flying field with Kiley and Beth.

"Listen up everyone!" said the flying coach. "I don't want any misbehaving or else you will be expelled! Understand?"

Everyone gulped before saying,"Yes, coach!"

This coach was the strictest coach Lucille ever met, But her great-grandfather could fly so so could she!

"Now, flap your wings ten times straight into the air and let yourself drop until you get a yard or so away from the ground. Then flap a few more times slowly and land. On my horn. One, two, three!"

The horn was so loud, two ducklings flapped a little late. Lucille was the first to lift off. She flapped and flapped. Then dropped. She flapped more slowly and landed softly. Not too soft, but soft. Some people landed as lightly as a feather and tripped and fell. And some people landed like a fifty pound weight.

"Tut tut," said the coach. "Work on your landing!"

Lucille had a wonderful term and attended the award ceremony on the last day of term. She wasn't planning to get any awards but everyone was attending. She sat at the table closest to the ceremony stand. There were three stands. One for flying. First, second, third, and fourth place got awards. There were the same trophies for hunting and swimming. Fourth for everything overall got a certificate. Third and second got a bronze or silver medal. First got a golden trophy.

The principal stood up. The principal was the Ugly Duckling's dad.

"The four people for swimming that got awards are," Lucille heard some names that she never heard of except for second which was Kiley. This was the same for hunting. Second was Beth. Then the flying. Lucille listened real closely to this one.

"The four people for flying are, Ashley Webber in fourth!" Ashley proudly got her certificate. "Dilly Duckling in third!" Lucille's cousin received her medal. "Ivy Webber in second!" Ashley's twin sister also got her award. "And finally, Lucille Duckling in first! She wins the golden trophy! A true honor! Come on up Lucille!" Lucille was astonished. She walked up slowly expecting to wake up and find out this was all a dream. But no! Lucille truly had won the golden trophy! Every duckling clapped louder and louder until the sound grew deafening. Lucille smiled bigger than any other duckling that had won an award.



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My Fourth Story

Hello! Have fun reading my story.

Flightless Birds

Once upon a time, there was a penguin. Her name was Rachel. She wished she could fly, but unfortunately, she couldn't. That's just the way she was made. All of her friends wished THEY could fly too.

One day, Rachel was walking along the ice and swimming in the freezing water. Suddenly, she saw something sparkling. Something was on an iceburg, and it definitely wasn't fish. Rachel walked over to the iceburg. It was a stick-like shape. It had a star on the top that was yellow, and the stick was pink. It was a magic wand! She couldn't wait to show her friends!

"Guys! Guys! Look what I found!"

Everyone oohed and ahhed. The magic wand was beautiful.

"How do you use it?" one penguin asked.

Rachel turned the magic wand in her hand. "Gee. I don't know."

"Let's try to figure it out!" said another penguin.

So everyone walked over to a spot on the ice and sat down. Everyone passed the wand around, confused. No one could figure out what to do.

"Hello! Anyone in there?" yelled a penguin. Nothing happened, so she passed it to the next penguin.

"Hmm," said the penguin, scratching her head. "I bet we have to talk to it nicely!"

"I don't think that will work," said the penguin next to Rachel.

Rachel shrugged. "It's worth a shot."

So the penguin with the magic wand tried it.

"Umm. Mr. wand? Can you please help us fly?" The magic wand just laid there in the penguin's hand.

"Maybe it's a Mrs.," said Rachel.

"I'll try. Mrs. Wand? Can you PLEASE help us fly?" Nothing happened.

Just then, a big hawk came swooping down and grabbed the magic wand!

"Hey! Stop!" said Rachel. She ran after the hawk and flapped her wings. Suddenly, she started to fly!

"Oh my gosh! The wand works!" Rachel stared dumbfounded at her wings that now helped her to fly.

Then, everyone else flapped their wings and they too could fly.

"Wow! This is great!" yelled one penguin, over the wind.

"I know!" said Rachel.

"Hey!" yelled another penguin. "The hawk is getting away!"

Everyone kept on flapping. The Hawk flew higher and higher into the air.

"I . . . can't . . . go on . . . much further," Rachel said. She started to float to the ground. "I wish we could have gotten that magic wand back." said Rachel.

Everyone fell silent. Just then, Rachel heard an almost twinkling sound in the air. It started to rain little golden sparkles.

"Look!" said one of Rachel's friends. "The wand! It's back!"

Everyone rushed over to that particular iceburg.

"It IS back!" said Rachel. She cautiously walked over to the wand. There on the magic wand was a note. It said:

Dear Rachel,

I know you REALLY wanted to fly. Well now you got your wish. I hope you learned a lesson today. Don't let your curiosity get the better of you. That hawk could have really hurt you! And also, always be polite.

Love,
Anonymous

Rachel just stared at the note for a minute. "Anonymous. I wonder who that is."

One penguin with a bow in her hair shrugged. "I guess we'll never know." she said.

From that day on, Rachel never let her curiosity lead her into danger.

The End.




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My Third Story

I hope you like this story for all you cat lovers out there!

Alley Cat

Once upon a time, when cats and dogs didn't get along, there was a cat. A cat that lived in the alley. So, she became an alley cat.

One day, that cat was digging through trash cans when she heard a voice. It was a girl whistling while walking down the streets.

The cat meowed hoping she would hear her cries.

"Huh? Oh hello! You're a cute kitten! Where's your owner?"

The girl picked up the lonely kit and smiled.

"You should come to my house! I have a friend I think you'll like!"

The cat meowed. The girl looked at the kitten and said, "I'll call you Alley. Alley cat."

They walked on some more until they got to a white farm house with a destroyed fence.

"By the way, I'm Kaitlyn. My friend's name is Emma."

Alley mewed at the fence.

"That? Oh, Mom and Dad haven't had a chance to fix it. They already have a lot on their hands. With the dog and all I don't think they will like another pet to take care of."

They walked inside.

"Now, Alley, promise not to claw at anything. I'll get you a scratching post first thing Saturday. OK?"

Alley nodded.

"Come on now!" said Kaitlyn.

Emma set Alley down on the hard floor. There were two carpet staircases. Kaitlyn started walking up one of them. Alley was a little scared of the big house. And besides that, the whole place smelled like dog. Then Alley shook with fear. She followed Kaitlyn.

"I'll introduce you to your new friend! Meet Emma!"

Kaitlyn opened the door to her room to reveal a small poodle. Alley mewed in terror.

"It's OK, Alley! Emma's nice!"

Alley still wasn't sure about Emma. She was a dog! Cats and dogs don't usually get along. And dogs chase cats up trees. Then the firemen have to come and . . . well, Alley didn't want to think about that right now. Right now, she needed to escape.

"Let's go, Alley! I'll get you some food and water," said Kaitlyn, walking out of her room.

They walked down the stairs as Alley glanced at Emma following her.

"Sorry if I look scary." said Emma. "I know cats and dogs usually don't get along. But I'm nice! You'll see."

Alley walked faster and went to eat. She hadn't noticed how thirsty she was either. Living in an alleyway wasn't easy.

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Alley climbed through the doggy door. She would miss Kaitlyn. But, it was for the best! Maybe she'd visit if Emma promised to chase her up a tree!

Alley walked down the very same alley way that Kaitlyn had found her in. After walking a few feet, Alley realized she was scared without someone there! She curled up in between two trash cans and meowed. Soon, she got very tired and fell asleep dreaming about Kaitlyn.

In Alley's dream, Kaitlyn was throwing a ball of yarn to Alley in a park. They were having a picnic there. But then, it started to rain and a bunch of poodles all named Emma ran and crashed into the blanket. Then they gobbled up all the food and got as fat as overweight pigs. Then they scooped up Alley and carried her away.

Then Alley woke up.

"Alley! Alley! I know you're here! It's Emma. Please come out."

Emma sounded scared and hurt. She was also getting farther away!

Alley ran out of the alley way and hid under Emma. She didn't care if she was a dog or not. Alley was scared.

"I'm sorry. I was really scared when you ran off! And Kaitlyn's crying. We need to go back home. Here. Climb on my back and hold on tight."

Alley got on Emma's back and pulled out her claws.

"Yipe! Sorry. Hold on!"

Alley held on and smiled while grooming Emma's back with her tiny pink tongue. Then Alley grimaced. Emma's fur was full of fleas. They tasted disgusting! Oh well. She kept on grooming.

Alley learned a valuable lesson that day. Never judge a dog by its fur.

The End.

Epilogue.

"I'm so glad you decided to come back, Alley!" said Kaitlyn sitting on the picnic blanket. They were having a picnic in the park. Alley had that idea.

"Me, too!" Alley wasn't a baby anymore on that day. She had already learned to talk.

"It's a good thing you two made friends! If Emma hadn't gone looking for you, I don't think you would've been here Alley!" Kaitlyn smiled at them.

Alley snuggled up into Emma's fur. She fell asleep.



Thanks for reading!

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My Second Story

I hope you like this story! Please comment and tell me what your favorite parts were in "The Horse Who Won."

Puppy Love

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Annabeth. She REALLY wanted a puppy, but, her parents were allergic. They let her little brother, Max, get a Budgie though. Annabeth thought this was VERY unfair. She REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, wanted a puppy. Puppies were her favorite animal! After puppies her favorites were kittens and horses, penguins, dolphins, and swans and ducklings. Puppies were still her favorite though.

One day, Annabeth was going to the pet store with her best friend. Her best friend's name was Katharine. Katharine was super nice and generous. She loved puppies also, but her parents were allergic, too. Puppies were HER favorite animal just like Annabeth's favorite animal were puppies. They loved to go to Little Paws to play with the puppies even though they couldn't get one. Annabeth saw someone sneezing near the dogs. She thought she was allergic to dogs. But why would she be in a pet shop?

"Excuse me. Are you allergic to dogs?" she asked.

"Yes, but my daughter loves to play with them. There was one she played with I wasn't allergic to, though. "

"Which dog is that?" Kathrine asked very excitedly.

"It's a Shi-chon. Her name is Blurry. You HAVE to see her! She is SO cute! She could probably win the world record for cutest dog if you bought her!"

Annabeth and Katharine were thinking the same thing. Annabeth could probably get the dog!

"Thanks!" said Annabeth. They ran off to find Blurry.

"There she is, Annabeth!"

"She is such a cutie!" said Annabeth.

Blurry had a small, black, wet nose. She also had long, light brown fur. (Well, hair.) There were little bits of black mixed in the hair. And those ears! So small and furry! And those teeny paws. Annabeth was overjoyed at how cute she was! Blurry licked her hand through her crate.

They asked to play with Blurry. While they were playing, Annabeth and Katharine both noticed that she was very calm sometimes and snuggled up in their laps, and other times she was absolutely nuts! She grabbed toys and ran around with them and growled when they slipped from her reach. She was so funny and cute!

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Katharine said.

"Yes! Let's go tell my mom and dad!"

The store owner put Blurry back. As Blurry was getting put in her crate Blurry whimpered.

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When Annabeth got home, she rushed up to her mom and dad's room. She was so excited to hear what they had to say! They just HAD to say yes, they just HAD to!

"Mom! Dad! I was at Little Paws with Katharine, and I found a dog that doesn't cause allergies!"

They smiled.

"Can I go show you? PLEASE!"

"Sure!" said her mom.

Annabeth grinned. She couldn't wait to have a pet of her own!

"Max!" her dad called. "We're going to Little Paws!"

They all climbed into the car and drove off.

Annabeth just couldn't stop thinking about Blurry. Those cute little ears that went up and down. And those teeny paws that she used to jump up on people's legs. She could just imagine it, coming home from school and Blurry jumping up on her, licking her, and just being so excited to see her home! Of course, she would have to clean up the pee and the poo. That didn't matter though.

"There she is!" said Annabeth when they got there. She was so relieved she hadn't been bought yet.

"Aww!" said her mom. "She's so cute! Don't you think Max?"

"Yeah! She's pretty cute." Max said with enthusiasm.

"Let's play with her." said Annabeth's dad.

They got her out and played with her. Immediately, they all fell in love with her. Blurry climbed into everyone's laps, played fetch with Max and Annabeth, and licked Annabeth's parent's faces and hands.

"So?" Annabeth asked. "Like her?"

"Like her?" said the dad. He was grinning.

"We LOVE her!" said the mom. She was grinning also.

"Yeah!" said Max.

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At the check-out counter, everyone put squeaky toys, chew toys, a bed, dog treats, a litter box, dog food, a leash, a harness, and dog bowls onto the counter.

They took Blurry home and set everything up. Blurry jumped up and licked Annabeth's face like she had known her for years! Annabeth was grinning from ear to ear. She hadn't been so happy in YEARS!

This was the best day EVER for Annabeth.

The End.


Happy reading!

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My First Story

Hello everyone!
Here is my first story. I hope you like it!

The Horse Who Won

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Abigail who LOVED horses. Her parents owned a horse farm, but Abigail didn't have a horse of her own. She really wanted one though. Then one day, her parents brought home the trailer. It had a horse in it! It was a beautiful bay colored horse.

"Whose horse is this?" I asked anxiously.

"Yours," her father said.

"Really? Thank you so much!"

Right then and there, Abigail decided to name her Hope. Abigail thought it was a beautiful name. She walked her into the empty stall that had held Shining. Shining was sold at an auction.

"Here you are, Hope!" She ate and drank. After she had gotten full, Abigail rode her around the pen. She was very fast, and a good jumper.

"I should enter you in a competition."

Abigail told her father and mother and they said they'd try to get a jockey for her, but it would require lots of training.

"OK! Thanks!" Abigail ran outside and told Hope the news.

She whinnied in excitement.

Abigail began the training right away. She set up old fence pieces and made Hope jump over them. Then they ran around and around the pen really fast.

Finally, Abigail heard news from her mother. "Abigail! We found a jockey. Her name's Katrina."

"Thanks!"

"You better get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow."

Abigail put Hope in her Stall and went to bed.

The next morning, Abigail woke up and smelled something delicious. "Yum! Fried eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, and orange juice!" Abigail said as she jumped out of bed. She ate breakfast with her parents.

After breakfast, Abigail got Hope out of her stall. Then she loaded her into the trailer. It was a long drive, but finally, they got there.

They met the jockey. She was very nice.

"Hi! You must be Abigail! I've heard so much about you. And this is?" she said looking at Hope.

"Hope. She's my horse."

"What a nice name for a horse!"

Abigail smiled. The race was about to begin.

"Better go!" said Katrina.

"Good luck!" said Abigail.

"Thanks!" She walked off with Hope.

Abigail got her seat and watched as they counted down. "On your marks, get set . . ." the shot of the gun filled the air. So did the running horses as their hooves hit the dirt. Hope was just barely in second. Someone was in front of her. It was . . . Shining!

"Mom! Dad!" yelled Abigail over the noise.

"What Abby?" said her mom.

"It's Shining! She's racing!"

"Oh my gosh!" said her dad. "She's right!"

They watched as Hope was gathering up speed. She pulled in front of Shining just in time! They had won!

"WE WON! WE WON!" said Abigail. Abigail rushed up to her horse to cool her out and collect the prize. It was a trophy filled with money. "You ran a good race!" Abigail said to Katrina.

Katrina, smiled and winked. This was the best day ever for Abigail.

The End.



I hope you liked my post!

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