Don’t Stay Up So Late

to do that. I keep killing people? I probably made a grave for somebody just now. What power is this one? I just made a building crash down. Aaahhh! God, help me, please.

“Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing to me?” the super baby asked the being in front of her.

“I am here to help you with your powers. I am going to give you two options: take them away or keep them,” said God.

“Well, I am going to let them go because I don’t like hurting people.”

“Okay. They are gone,” God said.

“Thank you,” said the baby.

by Jamyia Wade

it Was summer, and the sun was shining. Lisa was walking down the sidewalk. Lisa was short, had long hair, was beautiful, and loved to cook. The unusual thing about Lisa was that she had a big, empty stomach!

Five minutes later, a bull got loose and was destroying the town, knocking down cars and people. Somehow, Lisa wanted some milk that had just come out of the cow. Then the cow said, “Mooooooo.” She ate the cow, and then people were screaming. She was going “crazy!” The bull was inside of her. Next thing you know, she made a loud “Rrrrrrrr.”

Suddenly, some woman came and got a big huge vacuum and sucked all the stuff and jelly out of her stomach, and she got tired after a while.

Next, she got shorter and shorter, and then, finally, she was small again, and the town was saved.

by Gabriella Herrera

once there Was a girl named Katherine. She was so tiny that when she was born, she was the size of a pencil sharpener. When she was fifteen, she was the size of a pencil. She couldn’t go outside because dogs thought that she was a stick. Katherine’s best friend was a small black ant. When she was at home, she spent most of her time baking and cooking food for her brothers and sisters. She could never be by animals because she could get eaten by them, but she loved to be by humans. Her dream was to meet a human and make friends.

Sadly, she died at the age of twenty-six when she got eaten by a hawk. One day, she was outside for the first time in her whole life, and she was talking to her ant friend. Her friend did not die because she was hiding behind a rock. Her friend said, “I will always remember my best friend.”

by Imani Johnson

there Was a girl named Humungous. She was eleven years old. She had a saggy butt, and her pants always sagged. Her waist was six feet wide. Her face was one inch. Her cheeks were so saggy that they took up most of her face. Her lips were so big they looked like a huge bubble. She got hungry every minute and she could eat one thousand Big Macs in one day.

After eating all the Big Macs, her stomach was so full that she had to see how much she weighed. She stepped on the scale, and the scale broke. She wanted to weigh herself because she said she felt like she was pregnant. She got off the scale and then got back on. Hopefully it worked. She was waiting and waiting and waiting and finally read that she was two thousand pounds. She ran outside and screamed. Every time she ran outside, her stomach hit her in the face and made a slapping sound. Everybody teased her and called her a lazy, dirty pig. She started crying.

“Boooo,” Humungous cried.