ADAMS ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

ADAMS ELEMENTARY

Teaching-Writers Heidi Kraay and Kathleen Olp

INTO THE BACKROOMS (EXCERPT)

Andrew Adams Elementary School

As I was riding to school, I saw a newspaper. I stopped to pick it up. It read, “17 children gone missing and never heard from again.” Instead of taking it, I let it and went to school. When I got to school, it was already lunch. As I went outside, I saw my friends. When I started to walk over to them, I felt a punch on my cheek. My gum started bleeding and I tasted the blood. He threw another punch but this time he missed. My body didn’t move. I just fell through a solid surface. Before I knew anything, I was in a yellow room. I saw those oice lights that make the buzzing noise. They made my head ache. Suddenly, I saw a black, thin monster. He smelled like a tree but I didn’t wait to run. I was running at full speed. I looked behind me but I didn’t see him. The smell was not gone, though. All I could see were rooms full of yellow wallpaper. It was like I was in a hotel. The smell that I smelled before. It was gone. I wasn’t worried anymore, until I saw something. No, it was someone. I started to smell the forest smell again. I thought that he was the stick monster. He lunged at me. I dodged it, only he wasn’t trying to get me. I looked behind me. The stick monster was there and the kid snapped him right in half. I didn’t have any time to process what just happened before he grabbed my arm and started running. There was a door on the right. He dashed to it and closed the door. He waited for a second and then opened it as hard as he could, came out, and beat the stick monster mercilessly. The monster’s head was gone and he was dead. The kid grabbed a few limbs and put them in my backpack. “You got a name?” I asked. “Noah,” he replied. “I’m guessing you were at school when you got here,” he

said.

said. “How did you know?” I said. “Backpack,” he replied. “The limbs of the monsters should be useful later,” he

“What was that thing, where am I, how did I get here,” I

“I don’t know how we got here, but I know what that thing was, it is Entity 01,” he said. “I’ll explain everything later, but irst we have to escape.” We were walking for hours before I noticed. He was one of the children that went missing. Ater hours, days, maybe even months, I couldn’t even tell anymore, there were stairs leading down. We were now at level -01. When I looked down, all I could see was pitch black. “Let’s go,” Noah said as he jumped down the stairs. I followed him as usual and I couldn’t see anything. I felt Noah take the sticks out of my bag and make a hole in the roof. It was a drop ceiling. A drop ceiling is a ceiling that is lower than the actual roof, so you can it wires and stuf in the gap. Noah made the hole by pushing tile from the drop ceiling up. Noah cut the wire. A spark lew onto the stick. A few seconds later, I saw light. I saw Noah holding the stick monster’s limb, using it as a torch, but I saw something else too. It was a demonic looking face with a creepy smile in a doorway. I only saw it for a second before the door closed and before Noah saw it. I told him what I saw, but he didn’t respond to me because he was more focused on the metal slide that was right in front of him. I didn’t know for sure, but I had the feeling that this is our escape. But as he was sliding down, a black spike impaled him. I slid under the spike and Noah’s dead body.

THE BLUE HALLWAY

Brenner Adams Elementary School

Worms with Arms

“Lock him in.” Those were the last sounds of a human I would hear. I checked my surroundings: an empty room…with blue walls and loors…and a hallway that led to another identical room. The next room was the same, with one subtle diference. There was a tiny hole. I went through the hallway. Same but now two holes. The next room has two holes and one abnormally large one. Suddenly, two slimy, pink hands shot out of the min-

iature holes, grasping my legs and dragging me under. Ater breaking free of its grasp I dashed down the hallway. Arms shot out of every hole and dashed toward me. I got back to the irst room and caught my breath. A hole appeared in this room, the same size as the third hole. A ginormous worm popped his head up, with a happy expression, and said, “You will be back,” in a dark, menacing tone.

Then its face turned to a menacing expression, turned completely black like ink, and melted into the hole. Then the hole disappeared, without a trace.

APPLE

Josie Adams Elementary School

An apple, just an apple. Maybe a green one, maybe a red one. Where is it? Well, that is a question without an answer. It could be behind a waterfall, a misty waterfall. A waterfall that sounds like whoosh. But then the apple would be lonely, let’s give the apple a friend. A book, an old book, lots of old books. Maybe we will give the apple a desk to sit on. And then some walls, sturdy walls. Old ancient-smelling walls, but still sturdy. We can add bookshelves for the books. Maybe some loose papers strewn around, books do get loose pages. We’ll make it an old, no, ancient library, an old ancient library behind a rushing waterfall. Around the waterfall we will make an island in a gorgeous tropical ocean. On that island we will put a beautiful rainforest with lush leaves and magical creatures, rainforest dragons, maybe a pretty phoenix. How about some parrots, magic parrots, oh no – a tropical storm is coming. Let’s give our island clear, cloudless skies. A beautiful, wild paradise. Sot leaves, clear skies, the sun high, a summer breeze and an apple. Let’s make our apple a green one to match all the lush green plants.

Lexie Adams Elementary School

Author’s note before reading: This is supposed to confuse you.

One day, a classmate was trying to explain a show to a former friend of mine. She (my former friend) didn’t get it. So, I told her that you have logic and so does everyone else. And that the TV show did too. As he (my classmate) kept on trying and trying, I just told her to ill in the parts of the show’s logic that she didn’t get with her own logic. But the problem was, she didn’t even have her common sense. * Logic. Logic. Logic. What do you think about when you hear the word? You can think it’s like 2+2=4. But if you think that it is WRONG. What I gave you a piece of was KNOWLEDGE. Also if you think pedaling on a bike is logic it is not. That is COMMON SENSE. If you want to know what Idiots look like, you probably are one if you are still reading because I haven’t even gotten to the point! Now of that side column, my point is it’s a science! Logic is SCIENCE. It’s like chemistry. (NOTE: Chemicals and other stuf have the logic.) In reality everyone has logic or a science, so don’t go down the street thinking everyone has common sense, knowledge, or is an Idiot. For one reason, they may not have one of those things but they always have Logic to their thinking. For your information! I’m not alone. So you know the story I told you earlier? That story has confused 4 out of 5 people. (One of them being my former friend.) Don’t feel bad if the irst paragraph confused you. But if you’re still confused, let’s just go back to paragraph 2, sentence 10. I quote it, “If you want to know what Idiots look like, you probably are one if you are still reading because I haven’t even gotten to the point.” So if you’re still confused please read again. I am telling you right NOW! Before I end this! And I cannot stress this enough! LOGIC IS A SCIENCE!

(Love is a Science also.) Hatred is a Logic.

Noah Adams Elementary School

Part One: Origin I am a donut. Not just any donut. A jelly donut. My mother was a glazed, my father was a chocolate. Behind a glass roof that holds us like a prison, monsters from outside stare down at us. One by one, we are plucked out of the glass prison by another monster and replaced by others. The ones that are plucked are put in a brown bag. They are then given to the monster that was looking at us. I am a donut. I am Bob.

Part Two: Now

Today is the store’s anniversary. All of the monsters will gather around our prison. More of us are taken by the second. Our numbers are dwindling. The store has closed for the night. The ones that were taken are being replaced slowly. It is morning. One of the elders called a meeting. “We should start a revolution. Against the monsters!” says Raspberry Bear Paw. There is a murmur of agreement. “Gather the ighters! Maple Bar, go get us weapons.” “What weapons?” “Toothpicks, of course!” Later, we are riding wild bags of chips and attack the monsters. They are bigger than we thought. They have two other bodies they walk on that each have ive heads. But we manage to drive them of. The next day, there is a sign on the door saying, “Closed for Riot. Do NOT Enter! … unless you really like donuts.” “We won!” exclaims Bear Paw. The next day, we have a party. We will live tastily ever ater. WE THOUGHT.

Part Three: Attack

Immediately, there is a scream. We all rush over to see what is happening. It is terrifying: unlike us, the donuts, and the normal monsters, this monster has four legs. Its nose and

mouth are protruding out of its face. Raspberry Bear Paw stands in front of it. And just like that, it eats him. We don’t have time to mourn over him right away, though. Maple Bar is expressionless. “I remember my mother and father somehow escaped the glass prison. We watched as they hopped on the loor, but then they were eaten by a monster, just like this,” says Maple Bar. “I asked one of the elders what it was.” He said, “‘It is a ferocious beast called dog!’” Later, the monster is gone. The next day, we all mourn Bear Paw’s death. They put sprinkles over his memorial.