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Don’t Stay Up So Late

other because cars and trucks were buzzing.

“Allison, you, you, evil human being,” I yelled.

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“I am going to jump with my parachute,” she said.

“You can change your bad ways now, Allison,” I said.

She bolted over to Emily and grabbed the bag of bricks out of her hand. Emily’s hands were as slippery as butter.

“Emily, no, don’t,” I wailed. “She was going to steal the money.” I thought, I left the money on my kitchen counter.

I sprung into action. She jumped and I hollered, “Yippee!”

“It’s not over yet, you two hairballs!” Allison hissed.

“Yes it is,” Easy Emily and I yelled.

My name is Detective Zariah Edwards, and I love being a detective.

T h E m YSTE r Y O f

T h E STOLEN j E w EL r Y

by SaVaJay Mallory

one day, i had a party, and I had millions of pieces of gold jewelry. My jewelry filled one hundred billion chests. I wore ten rings, two crosses, and one gold watch. My friend Batscam wore the same. When the party was over—you know, at midnight—Batscam was tired so we fell asleep. Tick tock.

When we woke up our jewelry was gone, so we checked the whole house. When we checked the bathroom, it was as messy with blood as a junkyard. There was a gun in the bathroom.

I called the police. They traced the finger marks on the gun. His name was Hulk-Bologna. Scareman and Batscam checked the whole town of Scareman City. On West Side Street, we found a jewelry trail. We found the villain’s house, got the jewelry back, and the villains were put in jail, and we were happy again.

c A m AND T h E m YSTE r Y O f T h E STOLEN b A b Y

by Cade Hine

Chapter One: Baby Prologue

one day, cam and her best friend, Eric, were at Eastside Mall. Cam was excited because today was the day that you could get free ice cream—all you can eat—and they were selling her favorite, banana splits. When it was Cam’s turn, someone shouted, “Help! Someone stole my baby!” Cam dashed with Eric to the area where the lady was shouting. The officers were there, asking her questions. She said, “I left my baby right here, for just a minute, to get him some ice cream. Next thing I know—he’s gone.”

Cam saw a lady leaving the area with something in her hand wrapped in a towel. “It looks like a baby,” Cam said. Cam ran to the lady and said, “Stop!” The mysterious woman looked back and started to run.

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