Don’t Stay Up So Late

had a heart attack and passed away, but they did finally put Captain Donkey behind bars.

Twenty years later, Donkey escaped from prison. Donkey was living the good life, but Linda put his badge on Silly’s grave. It was a rainy night. Boom! Lightning hit the badge, bringing Silly back to life. Silly put the badge on Dorkey’s grave. Then the lightning hit Dorkey’s grave. Boom! Both of them went home to tell how Silly came back to life, but Dorkey told a different tale. He said he was alive the whole time. So they had to get Donkey one more time.

“I hate catching Donkey,” Dorkey said.

“Me too, me too,” Silly replied.

They both had to dig holes. It was dark by the time they made it to camp. It was three am. Everybody was sleeping. They snuck into the camp. They got Captain Donkey.

“Help! Help! Help!” Captain Donkey yelled. All of his soldiers were marching in.

“Fire!” the commander screamed.

“Run for your life,” Dorkey said, holding Captain Donkey.

Then the army came. Everybody froze. They put Captain Donkey in maximum security. He was sentenced to ninety-nine years in prison.

“I feel bad,” said Dorkey.

“I don’t,” Silly replied. They did not know the world was going to end ten days later. BANG! T he world collapsed. They were in an airplane, and they both had no food or water.

“LOW FUEL!” Dorkey cried. “There is water everywhere. We’re going to die.”

“Shut up!” Silly yelled. “If we can land this puppy in shallow water, we will be able to live.”

Three days later…the house they started building was finished.

“Finally, our house is finished.”

Boom! A meteor hit the house and blew it to pieces. Ten more meteors hit Captain Silly and Sergeant Dorkey.

They are gone.

R.I.P. Captain Silly.

R.I.P. Sergeant Dorkey.

by Lawrence Rowley

nce upon a time, there was a little boy, John Hawaii. Everyone called him Tiny. Tiny was very quiet, and, of course, tiny. Tiny was always sneezing and always had a drippy nose. One day, Tiny got a bad cold. His mom and dad were worried about him, because he was never this sick before, and he was so small.

Tiny hated having a cold, so he held in his sneezes as long as he could. This made his parents even more worried. They kept telling him to sneeze, but he wouldn’t.

As Tiny grew up, he started to get bigger, but the cold never, ever went away. When Tiny became an adult, he was seven feet tall and four hundred pounds, because after having a cold for twenty years, he ate a lot of healthy foods.

He knew, one day, he would have to sneeze, but he didn’t want to, because he knew it would be HUGE! At this time there were only forty states, but not for long.

Plop! A pile of snot hit the ground and it was green and slimy. Tiny knew he was going to have to sneeze. He decided to sneeze toward the ocean so nothing would be destroyed.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, he ran as fast as he could, until he got to the beach. Ah-chew, chew, chew, chew, chew! The whole world shook, and there were boogers everywhere. The whole world was messed up. Cows were turned over, buildings were crushed, and there were even kids in swimming pools with the water out of them, because of the earthquake.

He decided to run away. He was never seen again, and legend has it, he never shaved, got hairy, and was called Bigfoot.

Also, over time, the boogers were covered by sand and became Hawaii.

by Amber Ingram

“WoW, i can see everyone from up here,” Lizyana reported. “I can even see Ms. Famin. She is raking her yard.

“Hi, Ms. Famin,” called Lizyana.

“Hello, Lizy,” hollered Ms. Famin. “Could you lift me to talk to you? Tomorrow, I’m throwing a huge welcome party for my cousin, Maya. She’s coming from New York. I need you to get some supplies. Here’s a list,” explained Ms. Famin.

Lizyana read the list. It said:

• Streamers

• Food

• Balloons

• Ice

• Punch

• Games

Lizyana went to Meijer, shaking the city on her way. She got the supplies and came back to Ms. Famin’s house.

“Lizyana! Hurry, come quick,” hollered Ms. Famin.

“What’s wrong?” asked Lizyana.

“Pick me up, quick,” yelled Ms. Famin. Lizyana picked Ms. Famin up. “Lizyana, Angela just called. She said that her car died, and so did Carin’s, and Maya is going to be here any minute! Can you help me?” exclaimed Ms. Famin.

“Sure, what do you need me to do for you?” asked Lizyana.

“Okay, you go and get them and their…their, oh yeah, cars. Go get their cars. I’ll stay here and set up everything for the party. Oh! They’re by the parking lot,” exclaimed Ms. Famin.

Lizyana set Ms. Famin in her backyard. “Okay, I see them. They’re in my reach!” exclaimed Lizyana.

“Get them!” hollered Ms. Famin.

Lizyana put her hand down. “Climb onto my hand,” yelled Lizyana. People climbed onto one hand. With the other one, she picked up the cars. She put the people in the backyard and the two cars in the driveway. She picked one car up and opened the gas lid.

“Oh, that’s the problem,” Lizyana said.

“What’s the problem?” asked Ms. Famin.

“The problem was that they had no gas. I’ll go get gas. Oh! Wasn’t Maya supposed to come tomorrow?”

“Yes, but she’s spending the night here with me,” replied Ms. Famin.

“But you already had streamers up. Also, two guests are here, too!” explained Lizyana.

“We are spending the night here!” reported Angela and Carin.

“They are the only three people spending the night, and please, go get gas quick,” hollered Ms. Famin.

Lizyana went to get gas, but when she came back, Maya was already there. “Maya, you’re here,” hollered Lizyana.

“Hi, umm, who are you, and how do you know my name?” asked Maya.

“Well, uh, I’m Lizyana. You can call me Lizy for short. Ms. Famin told me all about you,” Lizy replied excitedly.

“Oh, okay. Famin, what are the streamers for?” questioned Maya.

“The streamers are decorations for the house,” Ms. Famin said sarcastically.

The next morning, Ms. Famin told Lizyana to take Maya to a store, so Ms. Famin and her two friends could set up the party. Thirty minutes later, Ms. Famin told Lizyana to bring Maya back home. When they got back…

“SURPRISE, Maya!” everyone screamed.

“Umm, Ms. Famin, I have question. Why are the streamers so small?” asked Lizyana.

“The streamers are small because, well, you are very, very TALL!” hollered Ms. Famin.

“Right. Also, I have one more thing to tell you,” reported Lizyana.

“What?” yelled Ms. Famin.

“LET’S PARTY!” hollered Lizyana.

Suddenly, everyone was shaking for one split second. Then they started dancing and eating at the snack table.

When the party was over, Lizyana went home and so did the others. Maya and Ms. Famin went to bed. That night had been the best night of their life.

by Rashard Frierson

it Was the Worst rainy day in forty years. A pregnant woman was at the hospital for a checkup to see when the baby would be born. The doctor said it was going to be a boy, and that he was due in eight weeks. The next day, her water broke and she was rushed to the hospital.

The baby was born, but he was as small as the pregnant woman’s palm. They could not figure out a name, so they just called him A.T. A.T. was born six inches long.

After he became twenty years old, he grew to be three feet. When he was twenty-one, he was three feet, seven inches, and there he stopped growing. He became lonely with no wife, because he was too short. He ended up getting a small dog, so they would be the same.

They went everywhere together: the movies, dinner, breakfast, even out to the mailbox. They never were apart. They moved to Switzerland and didn’t like it. They didn’t act like it, but A.T. was a secret