-Alison1212

So sad, this will be my last article…maybe. Well, I still have a day to write one more article on the last day of school, but I don’t think that I’ll be writing on that day. =( Oh well. I’ll miss doing this (writing I mean) and I’ll miss the school. Hmmm…To end this article off, I’ll… write a poem for you . Hehe this will be a good one.

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Yeah right, I can’t write a poem, so all you got was …

I’ll Miss Ya ;( See ya next year!

~GameAddict

Helen was not having fun. “Helen make new plan. Helen be Lily now, Lily make smoothie for hair!” Translation: Helen is bored, she changed her name to Lily, and her new plan is to make smoothies to wash her hair. Hmm… sounds like fun…

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,” went the blender. “Stwabewwy and mango!” said Lily. Lily turned the blender off and removed the cap. She poured the drink all over her head and fell asleep.

When Lily awoke, she found the sun in her eyes. It was another day. “Another day, another life,” Lily said. “Lily be Noelle. Noelle go run around and have fun!” Noelle said. And so she ran. Ran like the wind… ran like no one ever ran before! “MOOOOOO!” said Mary. Nobody liked Noelle, but Noelle always found a way to keep herself happy and entertained. Noelle continued to run. Five minutes later, Noelle could run no more. She dragged herself to Mary and plopped to the floor.

Before she knew it, it was already nighttime. Noelle looked up at the stars. “Look, Mary. The stars are shining brightly tonight,” she said. “OH! AND LOOK AT THE MOON! It’s so bright…” Then, out of nowhere, Noelle saw a moving object. “Mary, what is that? Don’t tell me it’s another flying cow…” (Noelle and Mary used to watch the stars everyday, until Mary started acting weirdly) “Vroom…” said Mary.

Suddenly, Noelle knew what the moving object was. It was a shooting star! (Of course, we know that there are no such things as shooting stars, they’re really meteors, but Noelle thinks differently than us, doesn’t she?) “Hm…” said Noelle. “I wish… that the world would change, it would be wonderful to live in a new world; it would be wonderful to have a new life…”

And with that, she drifted off to sleep. Mary was confused. “Meow…” she said, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Noelle woke up feeling very energetic. Oh… she forgot to change her name. Hm… She shall be… Karen. Yes… Karen woke up feeling very energetic. Karen scratched her head and looked up at the sky. “I just love the morning air, don’t you, Mary?” No reply. “Mary??” No answer. “MARY!?!?!?!” Karen looked around wildly for her cat, but had no luck. Mary turned around and saw a house. She’s never seen this house before. Mary looked down to the floor. Then, she just realized she was wearing different clothes. “THIS IS ALL SO WEIRD!!!” she said. “CAN SOMEONE PLEASEEE TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON?” Just then, there was a noise. It was a twig. Someone had snapped a twig… but who…? “Karen turned around and shook. “Wh-who’s there?” she asked. “Show yourself!”

I hope you’ve enjoyed part one! Stay tuned for part two… A New Life, A New World Part Two coming soon to a website near you!!!!!

-Jhfuhgdj

She sighed in depression and found a man riding on a horse. He stopped at her mansion and a few minutes later, she found the man attractive. She rushed down to the front door and introduced herself to the man. She found the man’s name was Ian and thought that it was such a wonderful name. She loved Ian for who he was and thought he loved her back the way she did.

For years and years she had not met anyone else like Ian. What she did not even think about or know was that she was wrong the whole time. Ian did not even like Emma, except her wealth. When she was 18 years old, she went out to find Ian, since he was currently living at her enormous mansion. She called out to him and was about to do something completely insane to him when she found him. Moments later she said to Ian “Ian Knottwurthy, I, Emma Hor will state that I love you and was wondering…will you marry me?”

Ian did not respond for a few moments and then snapped back into reality. He remembered his plan and said yes with a smirk on his face. Ian said that he was going to propose to her and that he already talked to her father so she can go pick out a white dress. She did and heard some music. The lyrics went like this:

“We were both young when I first saw you

I close my eyes

And the flashback starts

I’m standing there

On the balcony in summer air

See the lights

See the party, the ball gowns

See you make your way through the crowds

And say hello, little did I know

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles

And my daddy said stay away from Juliet

And I was crying on the staircase

Begging you please don’t go, and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone

I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run

You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess

It’s a love story baby just say yes

So I sneak out to the garden to see you

We keep quiet cause we’re dead if they knew

So close your eyes

Escape the town for a little while

Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter

And my daddy said stay away from Juliet

But you were everything of me

I was begging you please don’t go and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone

I’ll be waiting all there’s left to do is run

You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess

It’s a love story baby just say yes

Romeo save me, they’re trying to tell me how to feel

This love is difficult, but it’s real

Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess

It’s a love story baby just say yes

Oh oh

I got tired of waiting

Wondering if you were ever coming around

My faith in you is fading

When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said

Romeo save me I’ve been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head? I don’t know what to think
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring

And said, marry me Juliet
You’ll never have to be alone
I love you and that’s all I really know
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress
It’s a love story baby just say yes

Oh, oh,
Oh, oh
Cause we were both young when I first saw you…

She smiled to herself and realized that the song was related to her life. She was happy as ever.

A few more years had passed and one tragic moment happened one their first anniversary. Emma woke up happily but saw a note on her desk. She picked it up and read it aloud.

“Dear Emma,

I hope you did not find out these last few years but… to tell the truth I did not care about you at all. The only part of you that I cared about was your money. When you read this, I will be gone, running away into a different country with all your money. I do not care about your feelings so, good-bye Emma.

From,

Ian Knottwurthy”

Emma was tearing. She went back onto her bed and starting sobbing on her pillow. This was no happy ending for her. It’s a darn shame. All this time he was pretending. So much for her happy ending.

-GameAddict

* This story is based on two songs. One is “Love Story” by Taylor Swift. The second one is “My Happy Ending” by Avril Lavigne. All credits of the song “Love Story” goes to Taylor Swift.

       So… “Him/Her” will be… Jamie and his /her companion will be… Kitty. Yes… Jamie and Kitty… (JK)

Now the real story begins… How J&K became dogs…

       Okay… So… One day, Jamie and Kitty were walking in the park, and this weird, random, old lady came out of nowhere and hit them on the head. They were unconscious for 5 days… They woke up to find the sun in their eyes. All of a sudden, they heard a growling noise… and it was not their stomachs.

        After 2 minutes of listening for another hint of what the noise may have been, they concluded that the noise were actually their stomachs. Kitty got up and ran around like a total maniac. A few seconds later, Kitty returned back to her resting spot with a hotdog. Jamie died… somehow… for some… strange reason…

       THIS IS GETTING CREEPY! DIDN’T I SAY JAMIE WAS THE ONE TELLING ME THIS STORY? Well… you never know if you’re talking to a ghost or not these days; you can never tell them apart. And if you stare into a ghosts’ eyes, even for a second, you will automatically turn into a ghost yourself, Yes… creepy… very, very creepy…

       After finishing her hotdog, Kitty got up and ran. Ran for some strange reason.

BAM!

      Kitty rammed into a tree. “Ouch,” she said. “This tree wasn’t here before…” Kitty turned around. BAM! She bumped against something… another tree! Kitty turned 90 Degrees clockwise… and… BAM! Kitty fell to the floor, unconscious.

       What will happen next? POST A COMMENT AND GIVE ME YOUR SUGGESTIONS! I will be waiting… I am idea thirsty.

                                               Thank you for reading,

                                                           Signed, Jhfuhgdj

Hellooooo!  Welcome to chapter four of “Haunted!” I hope you’ll enjoy it. Happy reading.

            “Hptgg egg eig0e vjgkw vjdefovj.” You might think that’s total gibberish. Well, you’re right… kind of. That’s what Molly said when she came out of the coma she was in for a week, due to the brain cancer. Poor Molly… the cancer killed her five minutes later. The My Little Ponies were killed, and the care bears got world domination.

THE END!

                                                                        Signed,

                                                            Jhfuhgdj and Daffney

P.S. The story was supposed to be longer, but we got tired of this story. So…yeah… keep visiting website for more of our stories. Stay tuned!

P.S.S. We love you!!!!

P.S.S.S. This was based on a true story.

P.S.S.S.S. Sort of.

        Molly was 30…right…? Okay… well… Molly collapsed in the middle of the war. She had just turned Minty Pony into a weapon of mass destruction. She woke up in the hospital. The doctor was playing a video game on his new cell phone. (AWKWARD; even though it can happen in real life) Seeing Molly awake, the doctor quickly put his cell phone away, embarrassed.

        “GOOD MORNING!” he said cheerfully. Without missing a beat, in the same cheerful tone; he said, “You have cancer. Bye, and happy living…Even if it is only 5 more hours.” and went to play his video game again.

        “WHAT!?! YOU MEAN I ONLY HAVE 5 HOURS TO LIVE?” Molly screamed. “PSH! No! You only have 5 more hours until you are in crucial pain. Sheesh, people these days are so tentimental. When I was a kid, we celebrated when our doctors diagnosed us with cancer. At least we wouldn’t die in the wars.” “Which war?” asked Molly. “All of them,” said the doctor. “I am an immortal freak!J”

        Hahahahaha, we’re out of ideas again. Stay tuned for chapter 4!

                                        SIGNED:

JHFUHGDJ AND THE DEPRESSED MIRROR ON THE WALL~

Once upon a time there was a…

1. Prince
2. Poor kid living on the streets with his parents

Who was hated much by his parents. He was beaten by them everyday until one day, where he stood up for himself…

He

1. Yelled “YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO TREAT ME WITH RESPECT”
2. Ran away from home(I mean the streets)

If you choose both A’s here’s your story:

The next years he avoided his parents as much as possible. Then he copied the orphan, he ran away. But of course, before running away he packed EVERYTHING he owned, that was a lot of stuff. Who cared anyway, he was rich and then when he was done packing he called his own limo driver to have him go to exactly the place where the poor kid was going, without knowing.

If you choose both B’s here’s your story:

He ran away from home instantly and packed everything he owned too, really fast because he had nothing except a crumb left to eat on the trip to his destination: the supermarket by the subway. He heard rumors about it that, during midnight, the train and all the fruit in the supermarket would fly. He ran to the subway but almost got hit by a limo…the prince’s limo.

The poor kid stepped a few paces away from the limo. When it moved, he ran to the limo and grabbed onto the back of the limo. It had a small flooring for a single huge club anyway. They got to the super market and the prince and the poor kid lived right under the fruit stand forever, since no one looked under there anyway. They lived there for the rest of there lives, until…

1. They both died from lack of water and fruit.
2. They died from a killer maniac wolf who found them.

The End =)

          Molly is 30 now. (Yes, a lot of age changing, deal with it) She had started a Care Bears VS. My Little Ponies war that had been going on for two years. There are still a number of Care Bears left; but the My Little Ponies greatly out-numbered them. The Care Bears, however, had a plan. They wanted to take down the leader… Dot dot dot…

          Then, the Care Bears built mass destruction from each others’ corpses. Cotton… can be kind of hard… Sometimes… when it’s rotten… and evil… (Yes, we like putting in “…’s”) the cotton can kill. (What a deadly weapon)

          So anyway… the Care Bears gutted their friends… I mean… siblings. Yeah… siblings…

          Since the writers of this story are out of ideas, we will post a chapter 3, part 2 thingy. So umm… stay tuned…?

                             SIGNED,

JJhfuhgdj and the Person Who Changes His/Her Name… A Lot J

*click click click*

It was almost Halloween, I was writing a ghost story for the Occasional October Ghost Story. I had writer’s block, which was a real shame since I just wrote the first sentence. I decided to briefly give up and return to it later. I sat on my stairways and exhaled. Then, I heard slow, hard foot steps on the stairs while hearing heavy breathing. My eyes widened since there was no second floor…then I just assumed it was a simple little branch falling on the roof, it was windy after all. I then headed to my bedroom and made the decision to take a nap. After jumping on my bed, I closed my eyes…but then, I felt something I knew I couldn’t have felt, since I was alone…I have a little brother that always loves to climb on me when I’m laying down, whether it’s on my bed or the couch. But I couldn’t have felt him since he was out for candy with mom and dad…I open my eyes and I see and exact clone of a shadowed me…I scream.

“AHHHHHHHHHH”

I then hear something from the clone.

“Heheheh”

It couldn’t have been one of my friends, or my neighbors, or my parents because I recently got a haircut for my costume, but the clone was exactly like me…I was terrified.

I ran out to my laptop and saw it typing itself. It was typing:

“Die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die”

I sprinted outside and found some paper and a pencil. I was going to write a letter about my soon to be death. I couldn’t start with anything so I put my head down for ideas. Then I felt a cold spot on the top of my hand. I looked up and saw the word “die” but instead of lead it was written in…BLOOD. I saw the hook on the lamppost and saw it write “die” too. I ran all the way to the candy store but tripped in the act. I saw a bloody knife by my heart writing die in blood on my shirt. Then saw it stab my heart. There was no happy ending for my life.

The End

…or is it?

-GameAddict