~'Ellos From School!~
Wells, yesterday, as you know, I put up a bishie break. And since I am a guy too, I think that might've been gay. Maybe, maybe not. I finally took my picture! Yay! I wore black clothes with an orange background. Eh? Today, a writer came to our school today. He's famous. Guess his name. I'll give you two hints. 1. He's Cherokee/Anglo. 2. He's half a century old. He told us a story. darkwolfgirl and BlueKitsune were together...again! All his stories are based on true-life experience, but he changes them around to make them fictional. I think it's more fun that way. Trangie says "Man, I hate it when you copy myself!" Oh yeah, Trangie said this during class "I wish he was my butler, so he write me STORIES, STORIES, STORIES!!!" I told you guys, go to her site! There's a link that's so big you can't miss it! Go! So far, no one has done it! Don't you love your own daughter? Anyways, I'll tell you the story. Prepare, because it's long. It's in a book, but I don't know the title. It's by the writer that came to our school. In another story, one of his friends is a person in a movie. It's --- To Alcatraz. Guess what the --- is, (It's a movie title.) and what character his friend was in that movie.
~The Story!!!~
Once, there was a woman that lived in a house. Now, in this little town, everybody would help their elders. They would always help her, and she would give them cookies. There were these group of kids who loved her cookies. So everyday, when they helped her, they got a cookie. She was partly deaf in the ear, so she kept repeating what she said. Here's a scene.
Woman: TAKE ONE COOKIE!
Kids: Yes, one cookie.
Woman: OK, TAKE ONE COOKIE!
Kids: Ok, one cookie.
Woman: Ok, that's fine. BUT TAKE ONE COOKIE!
(The Woman is deaf, so she yells. She not mean or anything.)
One day, while the kids came to the Woman's house for cookies again, they saw a hole in the hill behind the Woman's house. All of them knew they should gone up there, but their feet just kept going up the hill. When one Kid looked in the hill, he screamed. The other Kid asked why he screamed, and looked into the hole. He screamed. Inside the hole was a hand with long fingernails. Not just a hand, but a hand connected to an arm. And an arm connected to the body. All the kids screamed and ran to the Woman's house. There, the Woman was giving away cookies.
Woman: TAKE ONE COOKIE!
Kid: (Breathing hard.) Ok.
Woman: TAKE ONE COOKIE!
Kid: Ok. (Still breathing hard, and grab cookie. Takes bite.)
Woman: IS IT GOOD?
Kid: (Mumbling.) Yes.
Woman: DON'T TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!
The Kids explained that there was something scary in the hole of the hill. She screamed "TAKE ME, TAKE ME!" The Kids said "No," and "It's too scary!" The Woman said "IF YOU DON'T TAKE ME, I'LL NEVER MAKE COOKIES WITH YOU!" The Kids liked her cookies too much to leave them, so they said "Yes." The Woman quickly ran up the hill. When she looked down, she screamed. It was not a hand, but a beautiful bowl. She said to the Kids "Leave. Don't come closer!" The Kids didn't have to hear it twice, for they were too terrified. The Woman grabbed the bowl and ran toward her house. When he entered her house, she saw giant cobwebs covering her house. But she didn't mind them. She left the bowl on her coffee table. She started feeling sleepy, so she went to bed. During midnight, there was a loud, scratching noise on her window. It was made by ten, long fingernails. "Hmm..." she wondered, "It must be from a cat." Again, the noise came from the window. "I must see what is making that noise." She opened the window halfway. "I can't see anything. I'll open the window all the way." As she opened the window. She saw a skull, a skull covered in white hair. But the Woman couldn't see, and mistakened it for a grapefruit. "Huh? Why is there a grapefruit covered in white fuzz?" She yanked the head to look at it... And THE MUMMY SHRIEKED!!! The Woman quickly closed the window, and hid under her bed for a while. She stayed there and fell asleep. When she woke up, in a few minutes, it was morning... As she passed the hallway mirror, she SAW THAT SHE HAD BECAME OLD! SHE HAD WHITE HAIR AND HER SKIN WAS WRINKLY! She went into her living room. Everything was destroyed, as if a tornado was in her room. Everything was destroyed...except the bowl. She thought to herself..."I HAVE TO RETURN THIS BOWL IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!" The Woman grabbed the bowl and headed to the hill. Since she became old, it looked as if the hill was a mile away. She climbed the hill, heavily trudging the bowl. When she became old, she lost all her strength. Walking to the top of the hill, she fell. She struggled to get up to the hill. It took an hour to get up. She had reached the top of the hill. Now the bowl felt extremely heavy. She couldn't put it in the hole. But she didn't have to. A old looking hand with long fingernails came out of the hole and grabbed the bowl. In a flash, everything became as good as new.
~Makes You Wonder, Eh?~
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