tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47423245387863973212024-03-08T02:03:44.434-08:00Galaxy.girlAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-72335836071430871772018-05-04T17:19:00.003-07:002018-05-04T17:19:30.204-07:00100wc week 28<div style="text-align: center;">
One spooky night</div>
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My sister and I ran up the street to start trick-or-treating. The first house we saw looked really creepy. As we approached the yard there was a misty spray, and as the misty spray dissolved around us we could see a grave and lots of tombstones. “Is that my name!” my sister shouted. I felt something brush past me, I turned around and saw a woman with crimson looking hair. She didn’t move she just stood in front of me. My sister looked paralyzed so I yelled at her to snap out of it. We ran home frantically scared to go to any other houses.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-9250257911064034272018-04-20T18:10:00.001-07:002018-04-20T18:10:54.667-07:00100wc week # 27<div style="text-align: center;">
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"Quick we don't have much time, we have to finish selling all of these cookies"said Keira.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-44924284321872701132018-03-02T17:03:00.001-08:002018-03-02T17:03:18.913-08:00100wc week #22<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was extremely hungry,I hadn’t eaten since breakfast. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">My sister</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> realized so she slowly snuck up behind me and grabbed my fishy crackers. She put them in a brown paper bag with holes in it and ran upstairs in my moms room locked the door and put the goldfish outside. Then I climbed the ladder because I </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">really wanted those fishy crackers then out of nowhere a crow flew over top of me and took my fishy crackers.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-5740355839740498682018-02-22T13:49:00.001-08:002018-02-22T13:49:20.385-08:00100wc week #21Blaring music was seeping through my walls, it had to be the dead of night. Perhaps it was my neighbors tiki party? Isn’t the party next week? Whatever it was, it was disturbing my sleep. Wanting to see what was going on I sprang out of bed. Peering out my window I spotted spindly stick figures, which seemed to be doing what I thought was tai chi. Isn’t tai chi supposed to be peaceful? I pondered. At this point my head was groggy and thoughts felt heavy. It must of been a hallucination, right? As my head hit my pillow my thoughts drifted away.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-63588786587304296782018-02-09T13:38:00.002-08:002018-02-09T13:40:53.712-08:00100WC #18<div style="text-align: center;">
The incident </div>
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"I've never done this before" I gulped.<br />
"Don't be a baby" yelled my sister and her friend Mikayla.<br />
"Okay! But Mikayla has to come with me ." (I tried to hide the smirk on my face)<br />
"Fine but you go first."<br />
So I went out my moms bedroom window, I was petrified. "Come on, I said, hurry up I don't want to get caught. We were both on the roof. My sister ran outside, as I crawled back inside. but from behind I heard something drop.<br />
"My phone she yelled. Oh no this can't be happening."<br />
"Hey, it came down the drainpipe. "That was close."<br />
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Typical Saturday</div>
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It was a typical Saturday, my mom was out in the garden pruning her lovely red tulips, dad had cycled to the store to pick up some ice cream for our afternoon treat. I was just sitting in my room watching YouTube videos when my cranky old sister came storming in the room. She was yelling at me for telling her boyfriend that she sits and watches the clock all day waiting for his texts. Before I could get a word in, she slapped me with my hard rubber snake that was hanging over my bed. I jumped up and tackled her to the floor.....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-4890848982722078332017-12-07T20:59:00.004-08:002017-12-08T09:19:55.834-08:00100WC week #13<br />
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"What do we have here?" My dad asked. "Looks like a Batman, a beautiful princess, a ghooly vampire and a wee little tiger."<br />
My dad always makes everyone do a trick in order to get a treat. My friends and I were ready to start our night going door to door collecting candy..... but the tiger was blocking our escape. Looks like she wasn't ready to leave. Lucky for us she was only 2 feet tall so we jumped right over her and sprinted down the street.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-75816591175481674932017-11-29T14:02:00.000-08:002017-11-29T14:20:43.675-08:00100WC week #12The bell rang for second period.<br />
"Good morning class, may I get your attention please" said Mr.Kurth. We took our seats and listened.<br />
" For this weeks 100 word challenge prompt there are five words: sandwich, energetic, battery, white and hurried.<br />
"How the heck are you supposed to write this in a story" Susan blurted.<br />
"I don't know that's up to you" Mr.Kurth<span style="background-color: white;"> announced. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Everyone but me groaned, I couldn't wait!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-8282589304826525612017-11-23T10:07:00.000-08:002017-11-23T10:08:35.931-08:00100wc week 11I was working a late shift at McDonalds drive through<br />
"Hello my I take your order"<br />
"Yes can I get a dark roast" He said in a deep voice<br />
"Okay that will be $2.00 at the next window." He drove up in a ginormous black monster truck with the music blasting, my ears felt like the were going to bleed. He lowered the truck with a push of a button. "Darth Vader is that you"I thought. He gave me $ 20.00 and told me to keep the change. I was stunned he just asked me for the coffee then left with blasting music like what the heck!<br />
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Stone boy </div>
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There was a rumor that was going around school about the stone boy. Kids said there was a legend of a boy who was cast into stone by his parents because he wouldn't do his chores. The creepiness sent shivers down my spine. Julian is the schools most exaggerated storyteller, but this one they say is true. They say if you go to Applewood Forest you'll find the stone statue of the boy in the cloak. Wanting to set the rumor strait I decided to go for a walk in the forest.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-60170786145224491802017-11-16T21:51:00.001-08:002017-11-16T21:51:10.023-08:00100WC week #10<div style="text-align: center;">
Sugar high</div>
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"Liz text the boys and see if they want to watch a movie tonight? "OK done!" Yelled Liz from across the room. "Hey we should get some treats", I suggested. "Only a little", Liz said. "Your parents will be upset if we are bouncing off the walls". The boys arrived shortly after we got back from the store. They had a bag of treats in their hands. "What are we going to do with all this candy guys? I asked. "My mom can't catch us with this much junk!". "But where will we hide it all?" the boys asked. "Under your ball caps!" Liz and I laughed.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-45543952016871159412017-11-02T10:17:00.001-07:002017-11-04T18:19:30.028-07:00100WC #8<div style="text-align: center;">
Wild Wedding</div>
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It was getting dark outside at my aunts wedding so we lit the tiki torches . Out of nowhere a flame hit my aunts beautiful white dress. She started panicking, then she ran around the pool missed a step and fell face first into the water. Everyone gasped, her husband dove into the pool and started swimming towards her. He pulled her out of the pool and they celebrated there first incident the had, and survived. It was soon time to go home. Even though it was a fun but crazy experience I couldn't wait to have a nice long sleep in tomorrow.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-25360602139660643932017-10-26T21:36:00.000-07:002017-10-27T12:58:54.489-07:00100WC #7<div style="text-align: center;">
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I love my sister and I'm pretty sure she loves me, but sometimes we get on each others nerves. Like this one time I was pestering her while she was talking on the phone. She said it was a friend but she wouldn't tell me who. I suspected it was a boy since she's at that age now. Being the brat that I am, I yanked the phone out of her hands and sprinted up the stairs as fast as I could. I locked myself in the bathroom with her phone. As the door slammed, I knew she was coming for me! <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Someone walked up behind </span><span style="font-size: large;">me and grabbed me and started threatening me. I lifted up my leg to kick him and swung it back. I started flailing my arms but it was too late. He lifted me and threw me into the water, I landed head first with my legs sticking out. I felt someone tugging my boots to help me, but it was too late. I passed out. I woke up in the emergency room with police and doctors standing outside the doors. They walked in and started asking me questions.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-45288012797711976682017-10-12T21:50:00.002-07:002017-10-12T21:50:31.203-07:00100WC Week 5<span style="font-size: large;"></span><div style="text-align: center;">
Sweet Dreams</div>
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It's shaped like the moon, threaded with beautiful shimmery gold beads and feathers that dangle by long black velvety strings. It rests above my bed keeping me from waking up at night. The moonlight shines through my window and casts a silhouette on my wall. I feel relaxed and at ease as I lay my head down, gazing at this magnificent piece of art. As I lay here now staring above me I'm beginning to doze off...I drift away into the deepest of sleeps and let my dreams take me away. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-87512729374505257522017-10-04T21:17:00.000-07:002017-10-04T21:17:06.360-07:00100WC week 4<div align="center">
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I was working an early shift at Tim Hortons drive thru.<br />
"Good morning, may I take your order?" I asked. <br />
"Yes ma'am, can I get a large double double." he replied.<br />
"Sure thing sir. That will be $1.80 at the next window." Next thing I know, this car drives up to my window. I rubbed my eyes...was I seeing this right? There was a dog in the driver's seat, and the dog was wearing glasses! Instead of handing the dog the coffee I chugged it, threw my apron on the ground, then told my boss I was going home! And then I woke up...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-32231326314566556032017-09-28T14:15:00.002-07:002017-09-28T14:15:34.511-07:00100 WC week #3<div style="text-align: center;">
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it was a unbelievably hot day at the swamp. Sitting on the side of the boat, something strong snatched onto the hook. "dad" i yelled. Dad jumped onto the rod. In the water I saw a glimpse of purple and white twisted scales."Dad do you see this."</div>
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"What do you think son I'm in the middle of something." My Dad stood there yanking as hard as he could. Finally Dad caught the crocodile. Me a Dad stood there stunned. "This was very difficult son oh and thanks for helping." Later on that day dad took the crocodile to professor Janks. Professor Janks then investigated this mysterious crocodile.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06405907110714681974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742324538786397321.post-82463027831705618832017-09-21T21:33:00.001-07:002017-09-22T09:29:36.016-07:00100WC Week#2 By: Galaxy.girl<div style="text-align: center;">
The Crash</div>
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I heard a smash from my window. What was that I pondered? I bolted down stairs to investigate . outside in the middle of our driveway stood a smashed lightbulb with beads pouring out and two miniature figurines. One was sitting on beads in a piece of broken glass and the other stood aside motionless, both really still. I wondered where this came from? Why there were beads and two men? I took a second look at it but to my surprize they were in a different position. I looked away and then I cranked my head around and everything disappeared. </div>
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