SHREYA GOT ONE OF HER POEMS PUBLISHED!!!!!
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Saturday, July 2, 2016
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Red by Amanda Bratsch and Taubie Sanders
Anger is burning red consumption
Taking over me.
I want to scream, I want to throw something
But I manage to control myself.
How can such a little person
Be so aggravating?
Why do I let little things get to me?
Why do I just stand there and burn?
Why does the red drip over my face and fall to the floor?
Why am I SO MAD?!?!?!?!?
Taking over me.
I want to scream, I want to throw something
But I manage to control myself.
How can such a little person
Be so aggravating?
Why do I let little things get to me?
Why do I just stand there and burn?
Why does the red drip over my face and fall to the floor?
Why am I SO MAD?!?!?!?!?
Friday, June 24, 2016
Dreng: The Elemental Legion by Samay Gandhi [Sneak Peek!]
[The following is an excerpt from the novel]
Dreng
Life. That is the last word of my book. To revive life. I
look up, proud and feeling achieved by the fact that I had finished this book.
It was the longest book I had read, and it made my family happy that I was
studying my language. The book was an old one, handed down through the
generations of our family, but eventually it reached my brother and I. My
brother, obviously the less smart one of us, let me read it first. Before I get
out of my room, I walk to the mirror. In the mirror, a young boy with black
hair combed down the left side of his head stared back to me. 15 years of life
grew on his face as stubble, and he was about 5’ 9”, just a tad bit shorter
than his twin.
His eyes are eyes that are worn out and tired, yet still
jubilous in a light way. The sparkling gleam of naughty mixed with calm genius
in his eyes combined to a dark brown. According to the books, my appearance is
apparently known as “Asian,” by old civilizations and books. As I walked out of
my room and trudged down the stairs of my house, the floor creaked. I threw the
book at Baron, who was sleeping on our hammock. “Umph,” He muttered as the book
collided with his stomach. “What was that for?” He said groggily.
I laughed. the sun was already setting, and I was going
to bring Baron inside to eat anyways. “Hey Dreng?” He asked quietly.
“Yeah?”
"Why don’t you look behind yourself.” He said nervously.
“I’m not stupid Baron, let’s go in.”
“DRENG LISTEN TO ME!” He yelled with a tone of desperation.
“NO. JUST SHUT UP AND COME INSIDE BARON.” I screamed.
The night became quiet. Baron didn’t make a noise. Wait.
Baron wasn’t the re. He was gone. I turned quickly, ready for a fight. Instead,
I saw Baron in our field. His muscular arms were stretched out, and his face
was towards the sky. No. His face was staring at a red blur in the sky. Moments
later, his black hair was flying in the air. He began to levitate, higher,
higher, higher. What was happening? the red blur speed up to celestial speeds,
and smashed into Baron. I screamed and ran towards Baron. He was already flying
through the air. Instead, I look up. A yellow streak is coming towards me. I
know I can’t run, so I sit. And I sit in a calm, meditative position. 3. 2. 1.
It’s on me. I am levitating towards the thing. What is it? I don’t know. But
when it sped up, it collided with me. And it hurt. A lot.
(CHAPTER 2)
I awoke to my brother shaking me up. “Get up Dreng, let’s
get home.” I groaned, I was 100% sure that I had broken something. I opened my
eyes painfully. I looked at my brother. His hair was messy, and he had
something different about his face. Was it the color of his hair? No. I knew
what it was. His eyes were red. It didn’t scare me. It was just too fierce for
his personality. I stared at my reflection in his eyes. Yellow? Yellow eyes? I
looked like a bug!
“Dang it! Why did you get the cool eyes?”
Baron laughed.
He’s still the same. Both of us must’ve grown a bit taller and a bit more
muscular from when we got blasted. What was going on.
“Hey Dreng. Check this, I figured it out when you were
asleep.” He slowly held his newly
muscular arms out and faced his palms at just an angle above the field. His
body was enveloped in a red hue. It was kind of like one of those Star Wars
force fields. He then tensed his core. Almost immediately, a blazing red flame
came out of his hands, and he angled them differently. He could even spell his
own name. I stood up. I must’ve gotten something too. “What are you doing to
get the fire, Baron?”
“Just flex like you’re constipated,” He chuckled.
I forced for what felt like an hour. Nothing. This was
ridiculous!
“Dreng. Let’s race home. It’s almost exactly 5 miles.”
“Sure!” I knew this would end badly though, since I had
no idea how much Baron had grew. Baron started the countdown. Ready? Set. Go!
He ran so fast that by the time I had started he was a good 50 feet ahead of
me! My face was red and sweat poured down it. I jumped in frustration. Instead
of going back down like on a normal day, I went up. The height of which I flew
at was so magnificent it punched me directly in the windpipe. I could see my
house, and a couple acres of land beyond it. Baron was easily moving around 40
miles an hour, and I just kept going higher. Instead of having my feet down and
head up, I tried to awkwardly move my body at an angle towards our house. After
a while of struggling, I eventually got to a position I felt was right. Baron
had already gotten half way. It was only about 4 minutes until he would reach
the house. As my body started to speed up, a faint yellow streak was getting
produced. Faster and faster I kept going, until I was cloaked in a dark yellow.
The wind was not affecting me, as it went past the yellow bubble.
Baron just looked up. He saw me, and I was getting very
close to him. I kept going, and angled myself to the right of Baron. I slowly
made myself parallel to the ground. I could hear my heartbeat, and slowly, I
adjusted my actions to my quickly-paced heart. One second I was by Baron. The
other, our house. However, I couldn’t stop. Electricity began forming around my
body. There was nothing I could do.
Except one thing. Constipation. Not literally, of course,
but I surged everything that I could muster in my core. Electricity bolts hit
the ground in loud “BANGS,” but I kept moving.
Closer and closer to the forest I went. “WHAP, WHAP,
WHAP!” My face was covered in splinters. I surged. Almost immediately, I halted
to a stop. And I floated there. I dived right at my forcefield and cut straight
through. However, I had forgot that I was suspended 100 feet above the
forest. Without knowing at first, I was
now plunging towards the ground! For a second I was there, then the next second
my back was slamming against the ground. “Oomph!” I yelled.
Baron came running towards me. “First is the worst!” He
laughed, and stuck his tongue out. “Get up,” He said while reaching an arm out.
“Oh, just be quiet Baron.” I said, annoyed.
“Don’t say that to me, Dreng.” Flames were in his hands.
“I can say that to you if I want, bro.” Electricity
coursed through my body and sparks were flying through my hands.
Angry, he held his hands out and blasted two columns of
fire at me. I glared at Baron. Using my hands, I slowly formed an electric-ball
and threw it at him. “BLAM!” The noise shattered my ears. We went flying back
for a while before I hit the ground, out cold…
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Bubblegum Problem by Amanda Bratsch
Mr. Adams was insane. That was one thing he knew for sure. Why else would he have become a middle school principal?
Mr. Adams hated his job. Every day when he got to school, he would mark off a day on his calendar which, rather than featuring images of puppies or flowers or celebrities like a normal calendar, displayed pictures of various types of bubblegum. Mr. Adams LOVED bubblegum. At the end of his bubblegum calendar, on June 11th, large red letters screamed out, “RETIREMENT DAY!”
Today was June 10th. Mr. Adams should have felt ecstatic about this, but in actuality he was upset. Not because he didn’t want to retire, rather because of the end of the year speech he would have to give to the entire student body that morning.
He would have to tell the jerky eighth graders how he would miss them and the insanely happy seventh graders how much they had improved over the course of the year. But worst of all, he would have to tell the annoying little bratty sixth graders how special he had made his last year at the school. Blah, blah, blah. None of this was true. Mr. Adams was not looking forward to giving this speech.
And on top of that, he had lost his belt and his pants kept on slipping down. Talk about embarrassing!
Mr. Adams stood backstage, practicing his, “I’m actually nice and love you guys” fake smile. Before going onto the stage, he reached into his pocket for a piece of bubblegum. Finding nothing, Mr Adams panicked and made a beeline for his office. He dug through his desk drawers, searching for his emergency stash of bubblegum. Finally he uncovered it. He popped a piece of BlubboTM bubblegum in his mouth.Catching a glance of the clock, he broke the rule he had been most adamant about enforcing and ran in the halls. Panting, he made it onstage just in time.
But, instead of being greeted with applause, instead he was met with uncontrollable laughter. Glancing down, he saw why. He was onstage. His pants were in the hallway. Worst of all, grinning and waving at him from the audience was Maisie, the school’s number one troublemaker. But what was that in her hand? Mr. Adams squinted in the bright lights and finally understood. Flapping through the air like a proud flag in the wind was his belt.
Mr. Adams hated his job. Every day when he got to school, he would mark off a day on his calendar which, rather than featuring images of puppies or flowers or celebrities like a normal calendar, displayed pictures of various types of bubblegum. Mr. Adams LOVED bubblegum. At the end of his bubblegum calendar, on June 11th, large red letters screamed out, “RETIREMENT DAY!”
Today was June 10th. Mr. Adams should have felt ecstatic about this, but in actuality he was upset. Not because he didn’t want to retire, rather because of the end of the year speech he would have to give to the entire student body that morning.
He would have to tell the jerky eighth graders how he would miss them and the insanely happy seventh graders how much they had improved over the course of the year. But worst of all, he would have to tell the annoying little bratty sixth graders how special he had made his last year at the school. Blah, blah, blah. None of this was true. Mr. Adams was not looking forward to giving this speech.
And on top of that, he had lost his belt and his pants kept on slipping down. Talk about embarrassing!
Mr. Adams stood backstage, practicing his, “I’m actually nice and love you guys” fake smile. Before going onto the stage, he reached into his pocket for a piece of bubblegum. Finding nothing, Mr Adams panicked and made a beeline for his office. He dug through his desk drawers, searching for his emergency stash of bubblegum. Finally he uncovered it. He popped a piece of BlubboTM bubblegum in his mouth.Catching a glance of the clock, he broke the rule he had been most adamant about enforcing and ran in the halls. Panting, he made it onstage just in time.
But, instead of being greeted with applause, instead he was met with uncontrollable laughter. Glancing down, he saw why. He was onstage. His pants were in the hallway. Worst of all, grinning and waving at him from the audience was Maisie, the school’s number one troublemaker. But what was that in her hand? Mr. Adams squinted in the bright lights and finally understood. Flapping through the air like a proud flag in the wind was his belt.
Life: Prologue PLUS Chapter 1-3 by Evan Moran (Prologue by Nasym Kushner)
Prologue (by Nasym Kushner)
“Quick Your Majesty! We must get you to safety below ground!”
“Are you having a vision again, Arnold? If you continue to do this I will have to demote you to a common guardsman and you know that would pain me to put that onion-brained Schwartz as head guardsmen. You do realize he would probably cross a moat before he remembered to put the bridge down.”
Just then the warning bells rung followed by a chorus of stampeding men. Ahhhhhh.
“See sir! It is Trumbles. they have found us!”
“Oh no… bring me to the universal chamber”
“But Your Highness, it has never been entered before. We have no idea what sort of danger could lie in such a high concentration of magic. Only the legendary Thasedor could possibly control that and he’s probably not even real.”
“Arnold...” the king paused for a great while. He finally let out with a deep breath,“ I am Thasedor.”
Before Arnold could gasp, the door came hurling at them. “Hurry, I can hold the m back,” Arnold said while yanking out his sword.”
The king ripped open a secret door built into his couch and raced down the stairs. He encountered a wall that towered over the small chair sitting beside it. It was littered with thousands upon thousands of miniscule holes. “Here goes,” the king muttered. A light sprayed from his finger. The king concentrated it to merely a laser pointer. He seemingly pushed the light into different holes. Once the light made contact it hardened into small cylinders perfectly fitting in the holes. After filling four holes the door evaporated into floating icicles of all sizes. Instantly, the king was hit with all the universal magic saved up over billions of years.
the voices of the dead and living all rose in unison making a huuuum. the king called upon the soul of the one human he trusted most: Arnold. Telepathically speaking he said, “I shall grant my knowledge upon you. You shall become the new Thasedor.” the room was bathed in yellow light. He the n spoke to the room, “You shall pick the purist four souls to be granted with my power, guide them and they shall restore this land to it’s originality.” Four lights streamed out of the room with the colors of green, blue, yellow and red. “Now, this energy must be stored somewhere safe where no evil can find it.” the humming raised in pitch and volume until it suddenly dispersed. The castle the n exploded killing all except one in this horrible battle.
the young man that was once arnold now pushed the rubble off of his 15 year old self. He then silently walked from the rubble with his head hung.
CHAPTER 1
Cadabyr
I woke fitfully from a dream about the thing I fear most. Death. I shook all over. I was terrified out of my mind. I thought about how I had died this time in my nightmare. then I remembered. I had been locked in an eternal fight with death itself. No wonder I was shaken. I closed my eyes and thought about my appearance. My reflection appeared in my mind, that of an tall 15-year-old boy with a fair complexion, platinum-blond hair, and bright blue eyes. It was hard to tell that I was scared of anything from the outside, thought to myself. You would have to dig deep inside. Though not too deep. I thought about my daily practice routine. No point putting it off. I grabbed my bow and slung it over my shoulder. I picked up my quiver and went outside. I couldn’t see Abner anywhere. I knew that my brother detested my fortune. I was adopted, and my parents by adoption didn’t think that I could be in the fields, even though I was perfectly able. Oh well. I turned my back and walked into the woods.
***
I reached my secret tree and pulled the branch. It opened up and revealed a camouflaged green outfit. Quickly changing, I closed it up and set up the targets. I imagined that each one was a threat to my life. A murderous barbarian. Thwack. A pirate. Thwack. An enemy archer.Thwack. Thwack thwack thwack. A bear, a lion, and a jaguar. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling the others were in danger. I rushed out of the woods, and just as I took in the strange sight of abner hovering, surrounded in colored light, his eyes glowing the same color, when a green blast of light hit me, and I knew no more.
***
When I awoke, I was in a 50 foot hole in the ground. That’s odd, I thought to myself. I pulled out a grappling arrow and shot it, praying that it would latch onto something. It did! Pulling it tight, I climbed out. In the distance, I could see the family farm. Abner was not in sight. Bracing myself for the worst, I headed of for the farm in search of the him.
Elvara
I woke up feeling excited for the day ahead. Mamma and Pappa were gone settling public relations with some territory on the eastern ridge. That meant I could eat some more of those cookies I had made. It was an exciting prospect. I thought about the plans I had made. I was going to frolic around in the forest, practice my magic, and go exploring. Our forest village was full of people that i should probably describe to you. They were elfish looking, like me, but they were taller. I was only 15 and wasn’t ready for the outside world yet. I was 7’ 5”, which was short for my people. I had long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. I liked to freeze stuff with ice magic and shoot stuff with a bow and arrow.
Anyway, that day I went out in the woods and I was freezing things and shooting them when I froze something unexpected. And here is what it was...
Cadabyr
I found him at the pond, staring at the water.
“Abner!” I said. He looked up. I backed up suddenly. His eyes were glowing solid blue.
“Yeah?” he said.
“Your eyes!”
“I know. I was hit with a bright blue comet thing.”
With a sense of dread, I looked in the water. My reflection stared back. I was almost relieved. Almost. My reflection was the same, but my eyes now glowed solid green.
“No,” I groaned,”No no no no no no! This can’t be happening to me!”
“I’m afraid it is.” said Abner.
“But why?”
“You have been called” he said sarcastically.
“I’m in no mood for jokes. Seriously. Why?”
“It’s a plot to ruin your life.”
“SERIOUSLY” I yelled. I don’t know what happened next. All I know is that it seemed like a mountain of earth exploded between us, revitalizing me and grabbing him. When i made a fist it did to. When I slammed my fist down, it slammed Abner down into the ground. Basically, it mimicked my movements.
“Sorry” I said.
“You’re gonna be more than sorry.” he growled. He concentrated hard, and the water exploded, grabbing me and pulling me under. I came up spluttering.
“Truce” I gasped.
“Fine”
He helped me up, and we headed off towards the woods.
CHAPTER 2
Cadabyr
We walk through the woods and I saw where I had been shooting things not 24 hours before. There was one left. Calling Abner to a stop and halting myself, I pulled out my bow. A brightly colored green comet, I thought. THWACK. Bulls-eye. I turned to look at Abner. He was gone. In his place was a 10 foot tall block of ice. And on the other side of that…
Elvara
It was a boy. That wasn’t the weird part. The weird part was his eyes. They were glowing blue. That wasn’t the part that I found weird. The part that I found weird was that my eyes glowed gray whenever I cast Ice magic.
Cadabyr
Was a girl. Her eyes glowed gray. She had a bow and a wand with the wand pointed at me. I ducked and covered my head. I thought that this was the end. Then I looked up. I saw my reflection in her eyes. My eyes were not glowing. The glow in her eyes faded. Her eyes were the same color as mine
CHAPTER 3
Cadabyr
I was amazed. I mean, I was very tall. But this girl was about a whole foot taller than me.
“I mean no harm.” I said.
“Put down the weapon.” She said.
I dropped my bow and put my quiver down with it. Then, quick as lightning, I threw a punch at her face. She raised her wand, and suddenly my fist was encased in ice. It dropped like a stone.
“Apology accepted.” She said indifferently.
Elvara
I knew it as soon as he punched at me. I loved him. He could easily get as tall as me if I splashed him with a potion. I’d save it for when we really needed it.
“Could you let my friend out?” He asked tentatively.
“Okay,” I said, moving to let his friend out of the ice. “I’m Elvara, by the way.”
“Cadabyr, and my friend in there is Abner.”
“Charmed.”
“I’m sorry I punched at you.”
“Don’t be,” I laughed,”It gives me a chance to improve my reflexes.”
The ice shattered at that moment. His friend, Abner, stepped out.
“Want me to bring you to my village?”
“Sure.”
And with that, we headed off into the night.
“Quick Your Majesty! We must get you to safety below ground!”
“Are you having a vision again, Arnold? If you continue to do this I will have to demote you to a common guardsman and you know that would pain me to put that onion-brained Schwartz as head guardsmen. You do realize he would probably cross a moat before he remembered to put the bridge down.”
Just then the warning bells rung followed by a chorus of stampeding men. Ahhhhhh.
“See sir! It is Trumbles. they have found us!”
“Oh no… bring me to the universal chamber”
“But Your Highness, it has never been entered before. We have no idea what sort of danger could lie in such a high concentration of magic. Only the legendary Thasedor could possibly control that and he’s probably not even real.”
“Arnold...” the king paused for a great while. He finally let out with a deep breath,“ I am Thasedor.”
Before Arnold could gasp, the door came hurling at them. “Hurry, I can hold the m back,” Arnold said while yanking out his sword.”
The king ripped open a secret door built into his couch and raced down the stairs. He encountered a wall that towered over the small chair sitting beside it. It was littered with thousands upon thousands of miniscule holes. “Here goes,” the king muttered. A light sprayed from his finger. The king concentrated it to merely a laser pointer. He seemingly pushed the light into different holes. Once the light made contact it hardened into small cylinders perfectly fitting in the holes. After filling four holes the door evaporated into floating icicles of all sizes. Instantly, the king was hit with all the universal magic saved up over billions of years.
the voices of the dead and living all rose in unison making a huuuum. the king called upon the soul of the one human he trusted most: Arnold. Telepathically speaking he said, “I shall grant my knowledge upon you. You shall become the new Thasedor.” the room was bathed in yellow light. He the n spoke to the room, “You shall pick the purist four souls to be granted with my power, guide them and they shall restore this land to it’s originality.” Four lights streamed out of the room with the colors of green, blue, yellow and red. “Now, this energy must be stored somewhere safe where no evil can find it.” the humming raised in pitch and volume until it suddenly dispersed. The castle the n exploded killing all except one in this horrible battle.
the young man that was once arnold now pushed the rubble off of his 15 year old self. He then silently walked from the rubble with his head hung.
CHAPTER 1
Cadabyr
I woke fitfully from a dream about the thing I fear most. Death. I shook all over. I was terrified out of my mind. I thought about how I had died this time in my nightmare. then I remembered. I had been locked in an eternal fight with death itself. No wonder I was shaken. I closed my eyes and thought about my appearance. My reflection appeared in my mind, that of an tall 15-year-old boy with a fair complexion, platinum-blond hair, and bright blue eyes. It was hard to tell that I was scared of anything from the outside, thought to myself. You would have to dig deep inside. Though not too deep. I thought about my daily practice routine. No point putting it off. I grabbed my bow and slung it over my shoulder. I picked up my quiver and went outside. I couldn’t see Abner anywhere. I knew that my brother detested my fortune. I was adopted, and my parents by adoption didn’t think that I could be in the fields, even though I was perfectly able. Oh well. I turned my back and walked into the woods.
***
I reached my secret tree and pulled the branch. It opened up and revealed a camouflaged green outfit. Quickly changing, I closed it up and set up the targets. I imagined that each one was a threat to my life. A murderous barbarian. Thwack. A pirate. Thwack. An enemy archer.Thwack. Thwack thwack thwack. A bear, a lion, and a jaguar. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling the others were in danger. I rushed out of the woods, and just as I took in the strange sight of abner hovering, surrounded in colored light, his eyes glowing the same color, when a green blast of light hit me, and I knew no more.
***
When I awoke, I was in a 50 foot hole in the ground. That’s odd, I thought to myself. I pulled out a grappling arrow and shot it, praying that it would latch onto something. It did! Pulling it tight, I climbed out. In the distance, I could see the family farm. Abner was not in sight. Bracing myself for the worst, I headed of for the farm in search of the him.
Elvara
I woke up feeling excited for the day ahead. Mamma and Pappa were gone settling public relations with some territory on the eastern ridge. That meant I could eat some more of those cookies I had made. It was an exciting prospect. I thought about the plans I had made. I was going to frolic around in the forest, practice my magic, and go exploring. Our forest village was full of people that i should probably describe to you. They were elfish looking, like me, but they were taller. I was only 15 and wasn’t ready for the outside world yet. I was 7’ 5”, which was short for my people. I had long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. I liked to freeze stuff with ice magic and shoot stuff with a bow and arrow.
Anyway, that day I went out in the woods and I was freezing things and shooting them when I froze something unexpected. And here is what it was...
Cadabyr
I found him at the pond, staring at the water.
“Abner!” I said. He looked up. I backed up suddenly. His eyes were glowing solid blue.
“Yeah?” he said.
“Your eyes!”
“I know. I was hit with a bright blue comet thing.”
With a sense of dread, I looked in the water. My reflection stared back. I was almost relieved. Almost. My reflection was the same, but my eyes now glowed solid green.
“No,” I groaned,”No no no no no no! This can’t be happening to me!”
“I’m afraid it is.” said Abner.
“But why?”
“You have been called” he said sarcastically.
“I’m in no mood for jokes. Seriously. Why?”
“It’s a plot to ruin your life.”
“SERIOUSLY” I yelled. I don’t know what happened next. All I know is that it seemed like a mountain of earth exploded between us, revitalizing me and grabbing him. When i made a fist it did to. When I slammed my fist down, it slammed Abner down into the ground. Basically, it mimicked my movements.
“Sorry” I said.
“You’re gonna be more than sorry.” he growled. He concentrated hard, and the water exploded, grabbing me and pulling me under. I came up spluttering.
“Truce” I gasped.
“Fine”
He helped me up, and we headed off towards the woods.
CHAPTER 2
Cadabyr
We walk through the woods and I saw where I had been shooting things not 24 hours before. There was one left. Calling Abner to a stop and halting myself, I pulled out my bow. A brightly colored green comet, I thought. THWACK. Bulls-eye. I turned to look at Abner. He was gone. In his place was a 10 foot tall block of ice. And on the other side of that…
Elvara
It was a boy. That wasn’t the weird part. The weird part was his eyes. They were glowing blue. That wasn’t the part that I found weird. The part that I found weird was that my eyes glowed gray whenever I cast Ice magic.
Cadabyr
Was a girl. Her eyes glowed gray. She had a bow and a wand with the wand pointed at me. I ducked and covered my head. I thought that this was the end. Then I looked up. I saw my reflection in her eyes. My eyes were not glowing. The glow in her eyes faded. Her eyes were the same color as mine
CHAPTER 3
Cadabyr
I was amazed. I mean, I was very tall. But this girl was about a whole foot taller than me.
“I mean no harm.” I said.
“Put down the weapon.” She said.
I dropped my bow and put my quiver down with it. Then, quick as lightning, I threw a punch at her face. She raised her wand, and suddenly my fist was encased in ice. It dropped like a stone.
“Apology accepted.” She said indifferently.
Elvara
I knew it as soon as he punched at me. I loved him. He could easily get as tall as me if I splashed him with a potion. I’d save it for when we really needed it.
“Could you let my friend out?” He asked tentatively.
“Okay,” I said, moving to let his friend out of the ice. “I’m Elvara, by the way.”
“Cadabyr, and my friend in there is Abner.”
“Charmed.”
“I’m sorry I punched at you.”
“Don’t be,” I laughed,”It gives me a chance to improve my reflexes.”
The ice shattered at that moment. His friend, Abner, stepped out.
“Want me to bring you to my village?”
“Sure.”
And with that, we headed off into the night.
TO BE CONTINUED...
A Short Story Using Unreasonably Complicated Words by Ruby Miller
This is an unreasonably complicated story using words you might not even know. I certainly had to look stuff up while writing it. Read it and see how you do.
I was in motion down a course when I transpired upon an unintelligent fleshy creature. I presumed it rather cuddlesome and proceeded to make affectionate noises. It returned my osculate gestures with ebullient optimism. It sprouted a pair of wings and ascended to my cranium where it commenced burrowing in my locks. I squawked and sprinted, feeling horrifically petrified. The organism bounced off and departed on its direction.
I was in motion down a course when I transpired upon an unintelligent fleshy creature. I presumed it rather cuddlesome and proceeded to make affectionate noises. It returned my osculate gestures with ebullient optimism. It sprouted a pair of wings and ascended to my cranium where it commenced burrowing in my locks. I squawked and sprinted, feeling horrifically petrified. The organism bounced off and departed on its direction.
GLOBAL DAILY HOTWIRE!!!! ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEACHER CAUGHT ILLEGALLY BREEDING SQUIRRELS By Amanda Bratsch
After several long, grueling months of investigation, rumors of illegal squirrel breeding at a local elementary school were proven true, according to Igerna Morgen, chairman of the United States Squirrel Rights Association, who said that the breeding violated Squirrel Rights law number 126 B.
Sixth grade teacher Mrs. Dreadbone Craze was caught using the attic of a local elementary school as a squirrel breeding facility, witnesses said.
“The way she treated those squirrels was inhumane.” Morgen declared. “It’s a good thing the USSRA caught her before she went too far!”
Morgen went on to say that this was the third illegal squirrel breeder that the USSRA had apprehended this year.
“Some people are just so cruel,” she announced sadly. “Fortunately, the USSRA is educating school groups about the importance of being kind to squirrels. Many young children are now wearing buttons and t-shirts that sport the USSRA motto: ‘Squirrels are people too, and they deserve to be treated that way!’ Our hope is that by January 2017, we will have completely rid the world of illegal squirrel breeders.”
Mrs. Dreadbone Craze was not available for comment.
Sixth grade teacher Mrs. Dreadbone Craze was caught using the attic of a local elementary school as a squirrel breeding facility, witnesses said.
“The way she treated those squirrels was inhumane.” Morgen declared. “It’s a good thing the USSRA caught her before she went too far!”
Morgen went on to say that this was the third illegal squirrel breeder that the USSRA had apprehended this year.
“Some people are just so cruel,” she announced sadly. “Fortunately, the USSRA is educating school groups about the importance of being kind to squirrels. Many young children are now wearing buttons and t-shirts that sport the USSRA motto: ‘Squirrels are people too, and they deserve to be treated that way!’ Our hope is that by January 2017, we will have completely rid the world of illegal squirrel breeders.”
Mrs. Dreadbone Craze was not available for comment.
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