Don’t Stay Up So Late

“We can’t do ‘nothing’ about it? That’s what you think, but you are wrong,” said Molly.

Just then, a guy came to get ice cream, but really it was an undercover police officer. There was another guy on the street who was undercover as well! “You’re under arrest,” said the undercover police officer.

“Why?” said Dumb Bum.

“Because we’re the FBI,” said the officer.

“Oh, no!” said Dumb Bum.

“Oh, yes!” said the officer.

“Why? You guys tricked me!” said Dumb Bum.

“Sorry, not our fault! Well, nice knowing you… not! ” said Molly.

And Molly and Drake got their real ice cream truck person back.

by Dahlia Rose

iam Joana, and i am eighteen. One day, I was sunbathing, and I decided I’d wash my car. So I zoomed to my car, which was as gross as a pile of mold, and I started to clean it. I didn’t want my gold bracelet to get dirty, so I set it on my blue table, next to my chain. I was scrubbing away when a man snuck up to get behind me. I saw him pick up my gold bracelet, so I sprinted into action. I zoomed but it was too late. The man had already crawled over the fence and zoomed away.

I searched my yard to find some proof, but all I found was his ID. I looked at his ID. His name was Bob. Sorry Bob, but you are going to jail soon. I looked even closer. So you live on Parkwood. But look—the rest is stained with coffee.

I zoomed to Parkwood and started checking houses. They all were pretty quiet except one. I heard a man inside screaming, “My name is Bob. Yes, it is. I stole a bracelet. Yes, I did.”

So I zoomed inside. I saw a man on a green sofa. I zoomed up to Bob and yelled, “Why did you steal my