Kristina’s Story

 

It was a dark and stormy night. Shaneequa, Francis, and Joe were in the midst of a mangled building at precisely four o’ clock in the morning. They were chasing blue butterflies and then decided to have a campfire. They roasted green penguins over the orange fire, rain pouring down.

“I really, really hate spending summer in Antarctica,” Joe complained. “The food is horrible, it’s freezing and we don’t even have a Megan. ‘cause Megans are rare species who’s habitat is a blue locker and their hobby is to come out and scare little children and steal their brains because she doesn’t have one.”

“Uhh…” said Francis.

“No.” said Shaneequa.

“Yes!”

“Argh!”

“What?”

“I said ‘Argh!’”

“That’s what I thought.”

“Bah! Humbug!”

“Why?”

“Why not?”

“Yes again!”

So then, all was well and the penguinhs were diminished. They decided to do round-table writing. A girl named Chandalira walked in, skipping in an orange tutu. “I’m a pirate!” she exclaimed with a high-pitched squeal. Then, the monkey hopped off her shoulder and landed on top of the ice cream machine.

“Crap!” she fumed. He ran off again. “I hate it when we get near ice cream machines. He always goes after them.”

The monkey shrieked AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! UR so Ugly!! Let me make you prettier.

“But I’m a guy!” yelled Thomas Hsu.

“Can’t tell, you’re so ugly I can’t WHAT you are! Monkey said.

Later that day the monkey disappeared into Tommy’s tummy. He ate it. End of Green Monkey AAAAAANNNNNNNNNNd here comes pink Giraffe!

 

 

*I didn’t correct grammar mistakes. By the way, if anyone wanted to know, C.P. was the one who insulted Thomas…