my drawer, grab my uniform, try to find socks, but none of them match, pick up my shoes outside of my bedroom door, and head down stairs to the bathroom. I grab my brush and a hair tie, pull my hair back, and I skip the brushing teeth part because I didn't feel like it. That's how it is most mornings now. Not all, but most. I waited for about ten minutes for my dad to come back from the town picking up fish. As soon as I see his Benz ride up to the front yard, I grab my things, fix my hair, and grab my coat on the coat hanger. My dad looks at me with his normal wink and smile. Shutting the door behind me, I skip two steps on the porch’s stairwell and run to the car. Another box checked off. Now, I go to school and redo it all over again. The Solution to Salvation by Charlotte C., Grade 6 “Tundra!” Mother yelled, “You are going to be late. Gods forbid,” She was the kind of mother who wanted the best for her only child. But the way she did that was by signing Tundra up for the most dangerous missions. This was, of course, for the family. But it was more for the title, whoever could make it back with the solution became similar to a god. That is what had happened a thousand years ago. The Animalias were in the same situation as today. The need to leave the planet because others had made ways to break it. Break the fresh water, the clean air. They made ways to break it like a dry twig that fell from the tree and had the misfortune to be stepped on by someone’s foot. Well anyway, back to a thousand years ago. The Animalias lived on a planet called Animania, they shared it with others, until the others broke the water and the air. Just like the humans. So a thousand years ago a man named Lunar of the Alphas went forward in time to a new world, Earth. Earth was fine then, still new. So they stayed. They stayed for a thousand years until the humans broke it, so now they have to leave to find the solution. And that was Tundra’s job. To find the solution to salvation. She wouldn’t travel alone of course, her best friend and confidant, Tigris would accompany her. “Tundra!!” Her mother snapped her to the present. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” Tundra yelled. Then under her breath she said, “Nag, nag, nag, pff.” She pulled on a light blue tube top and brushed her teeth. Her cat-like eyes dilated as she walked into the brightly lit hallway that connected her room to the main part of the house. Her big white and black wings brushed the wall with each step she took. She ran her claws on the walls leaving small scratches on the black stone. Her ears took in all of the chatter that was directly above her flying through the trees. She smiled when she heard Tigris at the door. “Hi Tigris,” She said. Tigris was much more brightly colored than Tundra. She had rainbow wings like a parrot and Sky blue eyes that looked nothing like Tundra's icy blue eyes. “Aren’t you excited?!” Tigris asked, “Cuz’ I definitely am.” “I can see that,” Tundra said, “You are jumping around the main room like a kangaroo.” Tundra and Tigris had been best friends since they were small. They did everything together. Where Tigris was Tundra would be close behind. Tundra was shy and thought before she acted and Tigris was energetic and friendly. They balanced each other out. “Out, out, You mustn't be late,” said Tundra’s mother as she straightened Tundra’s top and waved them out. THE CLARION
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