Eric Saves the Day

by Hilary

One day, Eric was riding his skateboard with his friend, Ethan (who had a tie-dye mohawk). Eric saw a man curiously following a woman with long, black hair. Suddenly, the curious man grabbed the lady, snathced the purse, and ran. When Eric saw it, he jumped on his skateboard, did an ollie over a dog, did a 360°, and landed on a stair-rail. He then ate pavement. He not only ate pavement in a cool way, but landed right smack in front of the robber. Eric jumped up, waved over a security guard, grabbed the purse, and rode over to the lady. He gave her purse to her and walked off with a black eye, muddy Etnies, and a broken skateboard. You would htink that he would be mad, but inside he was smiling. When he got to Ethan. Ethan said "You ate pavement" and laughed.

The Ten Commandments for Driving

by Marlana Pritchett

One day these two chicks named Ally and Becca were walking home from school when they saw a car that had the Ten Commandements on it. They said, "Oh my gosh! Who would want to have that on their car?" Then Ally had this brilliant idea. She told Becca. Her idea was that she would make up a Ten Commandments for driving an put it on the internet, make bumper-stickers, and sell it on ebay to make some money for her AWESOME sk8teboard she wants (it's a flip board - hot-pink and black). So anyway, they went to Ally's house, did all of their homework, and they started working on the commandments which are:
1. Thou shall not eat while driving.
2. Thou shall not drink and drive.
3. Thou shall not talk on the cell phone while driving.
4. Thou shall not drive bare-footed.
5. Thou shall not put any cosmetics on while driving.
6. Thou shall not blare thy radio while driving.
7. Thou shall not have any crimson tide crap on thy car.
8. Thou shall not drive without thy seat-belt.
9. Thou shall not play Chinese Red-Light -- more than once.
10. Thou shall not puke out of thy car window while driving.

So they put all that on some bumper stickers, and put them on ebay. They were a big hit! They made some good money, and Ally got her sk8teboard. The End.

The Band

by Mary Graves

The Lost Dog

by Ellen Horton

My name is Ellen, and I have a dog named Lady. She is a small Maltese. Lady is white and is an inside dog. She usually greets me when I wake up, but one day she wasn't there to greet me. Lady was lost! It was raining outside. I was so, so worried, but then I heard Lady's bark. I wasn't sure where she was. I followed the sound. It was louder and louder as I got closer to the back porch. I opened the door, and there she was. I asked everyone, "Who put Lady on the back porch?" Jacob, my brother, said, "I did." I asked why, and he said, "Because she ate my sandwich"! Well, at least Lady has a full belly.

The Guitar Battle

by Ben V.

One day, Eddie Van Halen Was walking down the street in Boston. He had his red Fender Strat electric guitar in his hand. There on Main STreet he swa a guitar shop and decided to go in. When he stepped inside, he found his arch enemy, Eric Clapton! He was playing a black, 1998 model Gibson SG. Eric challenged Eddie to a fight. They stepped outside. Eric started with a high pitched solo. Then, Eddie fought back with a solo from his song "Jump". Eddie won the guitar battle!

The Hungry Turtle

by Sam Volz

There once was a turtle named Henry that loved to eat. The turtle got a growling stomach and said, "I am feeling a little hungry, so I am going to go to the swamp to see if there are some fish." Then, he saw his friend, Mr. Alligator, eating a big fish. Henry asked Mr. Alligator, "Are there anymore of those big fish?" The alligator responded, "Why, no there is not, but come back in a hour and I can see what I have." So, Henry walked and said, "I sure could take some food." Then, at that moment he saw another friend, Mr. Goat, and said, "Mr. Goat is there any corn left." "No, but if youcome in two hours, then I can see what I have," Mr. Goat replied. Then, all of of sudden, a fairy came and said, "What is wrong my hard-shelled friend?" "I'm hungry," said Henry. The fairy said, "I will give you a wish." "I wish for a day's worth of food," said Henry. Bam! He got his food and took it home. Then he went and got some fish from Mr. Alligator, and after an hour went by, he got his corn. He took all the food to his wife and kids and had a big meal for supper. And they lived happily ever after... that day!

Chloe's Jump

by Brooke Kerr

Chloe is a brown, black, and white mare. She loves to jump and eat. One day, Courtney, Chloe's owner, was riding her and decided to jump Chloe three feet for the first time. Courtney was anxious, excited, and a little scared, but she wasn't going to let Chloe know that. She got over her fear and cantered Chloe up to that jump. Then, she saw how tall it was and was terrified. Chloe knew Courtney was scared, so she didn't feel comfortable taking the jump knowing that Courtney wasn't prepared to take it. Then it happened: Chloe stopped dead in her tracks. Courtney fell off Chloe and was so scared she couldn't move. Chloe reared up and landed on Courtney's leg. She was rushed tot eh hospital where she found out her leg was broken. She couldnt' ride for two months. Courtney was so upset that she couuldn't ride her baby girl. After two months passed and Courtney got her cast off, she went straight to the barn and jumped Chloe that smae three foot jump. This time she wasn't scared and went to the jump with confidence. Chloe knew courtney was ready to take that jump and therefore she felt ready. Chloe jumped it beautifully! Courtney was so happy that she took it. After that she wasn't scared to take an jump when she was on Chloe.

Sir Lances-People-A-Lot

by Michael Garvey

Sir lances-People-A-Lot was not your ordinary knight of the 1400s. Every day, he wouuld ride on his horse around the castle of Dahalg and lance innocent people for noreason;or did he have a reason? Little did the people of Dahalag know that Sir Lances-People-A-Lot was a crazy drug abuser. One day as Sir Lances-People-A-Lot was on his horse trotting on the grass just outside the castle, he spied an easy peasant to lance. The insane knight charged at the stinky target with all of his horse's power. Just a Sir Lances-People-A-Lot was about to hit the poor peasant with his lance, he sneezed. That little sneeze of the senseless knight caused him to miss his target. So Sir Lances-People-A-Lot turned his horse around, unsheathed his sword, and beheaded the petrified peasant. Four years after this event, Sir Lances-People-A-Lot died in his home in Dahalag when he choked on a spicy chicken wing.

Wally McDoogle's Adventure

by Sam Ty Ballard

Wally McDoogle was going so slow on his scooter that he ran right into a garbage dump. CRASH! As he pulled himself up, he looke dup and saw a garbage truck. It dumped garbage on him. He realized he had a pinto bean in his nose, mashed potatoes in his face, and meatloaf on his foot. He raised up and heard his best friends, Bob, walking down the street, crunching on a bag of chex mix. Wally screamed, "Help! Help me!" He pulled WAlly out of the stinky dump. "Thanks," said WAlly. "Wally, were you eating supper?" asked Bob. "No, but if I stayed there long enough I would have," remarked Wally. "Ugh... That makes me nauseous!" Bob exclaimed.

Llamas Can Race!

by Thomas Hunnicutt

Hello race fans. Scruffy the Dog here, reporting to you from the AA Race track for this historic event. Speedy, the llama rookie, is racing Dash, the famed ostrich! Now call me a dog, but I think the lloama is going to win the medal. We will see in a moment who will cross the line first. Oh my gosh1 The amazing llama is in the lead! Willl he win? Yes! He does! This is definitely a historic event. Today is the first time a llama has ever beaten an ostrich.

Star Wars

by Robert G.

A long, long time ago in a galaxy far far away... ((rewind noise)) Wait a minute, who are kidding? These guys known as Jedis have light sabers and laser rifles. They also have star ships that can travel from on eside of the galaxy to the other in a few minutes - like that could ever happen! I know thousands of years ago there was nothing that wasn't man-powered, so how could they have had ships that go light-speed? Some people think those things did happen. Who knows? Maybe those things did happen - maybe not.

Sally Ann Marroo: Gone to Ablansia!

Story and Illustrations by Lindz V.

One day while reading a geography book, Sally decides she wants to go to Ablansia! So, when she finsihed her book (of course) she packed her bags with clothes, maps, books, binoculars, and make-up. She was ready to go, but suddenly she remembered: she had to get her plane ticket! She ran tot he phone and dialed the airport at (277) 357-2178 (or speed dial #3). She liked to travel. When she arrived at the airport, they handed Sally Ann Maroo her ticket. On the plane, she made a friend, as always. Her name was Melanie. Sally told her where she was from, and Melanie told Sally. Sally and MElanie were closer than they thought! They both lived in Gimila (a town). They even lived in the same neighborhood (mimipula)! Melanie and Sally Ann liked almost the same things! Melanie liked: boys, make-up, adventure, flowers, pink, an dcomputers. Sally liked: make-up, adventures, famous boys, purple, TV, and computers. They began to talk on the long ride to Ablansia: Melanie: Know what?
Sally: what?
melanie: I like monkeys!
Sally: Me too! And koalas, they are so cute!
Melanie: Yeah!
Sally: Who's your crush right now?
Melanie: It's between Melson Jimsey and Jeloney Bibbson. I guess Melson Jimsey!
Sally: Cool, I'm getting kind of tired, so good night!
Melanie: Good night. I'll see you in the morning.
They made it to Ablansia and saw weird people. They went shopping and had loads of fun at Ablansia! They came home and have been friends ever since.

My Life As It Is

by Lawren

Part I Gwen was a bright young woman leaving her campus for the last time. She had enjoyed Auburn, no doubt about it, but she was ready to be free now. She had majored in Creative Arts (drama and dance); she now planned to go to Broadway and audition for Cats. She had dreamed of this her whole life, and now it was happening! When she returned home, she was happy to know that her family supported her in the idea. They had planned to book the next flight out of Huntsville. About a week later, Gwen found herself in a dance studio in New York waiting to audition for the female lead in Cats. She was extremely nervous. Then she thought to herself, "This is what I've worked and waited for since I was eight." She had spent hours in her room dancing to any music that happened to be on. She loved the thrill of having to move her body the way the music flows. "Gwen Brown!" a loud voice shouted out. Gwen had a chill through her spine as she went up to audition. "Gosh, I did so bad," she thought to herself. To top it off, there was this girl who had danced perfectly right before her and rudely told Gwen to go back to level zero. Gwen slowly walked down the stairs, holding back tears. She caught a taxi and went straight to bed when she got back to her apartment. When she woke up the next morning, she stared at the bare walls. She had moved in less than a week ago and had done no decorating. She stared at the boxes and closed her eyes again, hoping that when she opened them all would be gone and put away. She knew this fantasy world wasn't true, but loved to go there and hide. She slowly walked to the kitchen and saw what time it was. She grabbed her bag from the night before, ran to her room, and immediately started jamming on tights. She then pulled the leotard up and popped her bra-strap (her habit since eighth grade). She pulled on some blue jeans, put on a sweater and brown Birkenstocks, ran to the street, and started waving frantically for a taxi. She had not brought her own car because on the way home from Auburn it had died and not been fixed yet. She planned to go home for a visit in three weeks and was already counting the days. At college, friends and family were less than two hours away. Here she was hundreds of miles away from anyone she knew. In an apartment of three rooms, she was so alone. Gwen rehearsed for four hours straight without passing-out. She was usually good about it, but she didn't eat that morning. She didn't have a drip of fluid in her body. The minute she had a chance, she drank up the water fountain. A hand gently tapped her shoulder and someone said, "You're holding up the line." Gwen blushed, desperately thinking of something to say. This was truly the most handsome man she had ever met. When she came back to life, she apologized and went to the women's locker room. She realized what she had done: she had fallen for a ballet dancer. He was a skinny yet strong European with blonde hair, a blue-eyed ballet dancer. She had heard the rumors that all European male dancers were gay, but she had never believed it. Most girls in high-school had thought the football players were cute, but Gwen had always admired dancers. She loved men with the guts to be different. She replayed thoughts in her mind of the mysterious dancer asking her to please give him a turn. She was so distracted. "Why am I thinking this?" she thought. She glanced at the clock: time for rehearsal again.

Part II Gwen had a horrible practice. She had blisters from two nights before that popped and bled. She got home and cried herself to sleep. This was her normal pattern for about two weeks. She needed to find a job, one that would allow her to be off of her feet. She was on her feet enough as it was. She was afraid her right ankle was about to give loose or break, or shatter into a million pieces for that matter. She went to an interview at a nearby motel; it was only a couple of blocks away. The spot she would be interviewing for would be a secretary job at the front desk. She knew it would be a lot of work, but it was worth it. She needed the money. Come to think of it, she hadn't eaten a decent meal in three weeks. An apple or toast was the normal menu. She had lost weight. That wasn't good. She needed her energy. She got the job and was very excited. She liked sounding professional. Later that day, she couldn't keep her mind off that boy; she found herself staring into space. She didn't even know the guy's name. She jumped at the sound of the bell. She had a whole family standing right in front of her. "How long have they been standing there?" she wondered. She helped them find their room and hoped they had a nice stay at the Marriot. It was about 9:00PM when Shaun realized he hadn't eaten dinner. He opened the refrigerator: nothing. The cupboard: nothing. He checked his wallet and found a twenty; it was enough to get a few tacos from taco bell and also get some gas in a few days – he was on half a tank. Back at the University of Alabama, he had had a steady job at Dillard's. Here, all he did was dance. He decided to have peanut-butter toast. Great, he had only eaten it for the past year. Oh, he needed more fat on him. He was skinny to begin with, but this was outrageous: 125 lbs! He needed to take a few days off, sit in front of the TV, and eat junk food. Maybe it would work – maybe not, but he knew he was too skinny. Nothing fit, except tights. He was lonely. He had gone to practice. If he had a job he would go there, but he had problems keeping one. He came home to eat, occasionally, and to sleep, but he needed someone he could relate with. His parents back in Florida were too poor to visit, so he was stuck on Williams Avenue, top floor. He was afraid to start drinking; even if he did, he had no way of containing himself, so he smoked instead. It didn't seem to help. He wasn't a heavy smoker – maybe two a day – but he wanted someone to share his problems with. So he cried himself to sleep. What was he waiting for?

Part III Gwen sat on a bench outside the studio. Water had never tasted so great. Then it happened… this guy that she had fallen for was running towards her. That was the last she remembered. About an hour later, she woke up in a hospital. She immediately knew where she was. There was an I.V. tube in her left arm. She saw the T.V. to her left and a nurse hovering over her. Gwen stared at the woman blankly. The nurse abruptly said, "Well, you want to know who saved your life?" "What do you mean?" Gwen asked timidly. "Well, Honey…" the nurse said more gently. "You were apparently sitting on this bench when this picture fell on you. And if it wasn't for the young man who grabbed you out of the way, you would have had serious head injuries. "Where am I hurt?" Gwen asked. "Your lower back. No bones broke, but that thing weighs 58 lbs. and with your weighing 105 lbs., you're going to be mighty sore the next few months." "Months!" Gwen shouted as she sprang up. Screaming, she fell back down, her whole body wrenched with pain. What had she done? "Well, let's not worry about that right now. Let's get this gentleman in here. He's been worried sick about you." And there he was, coming in her room and resting at the end of the bed. "Are you okay?" he asked. "I guess," she answered. He was cute in his own way. There must have been silence for three minutes before Gwen opened her mouth and said, "Thank you." He said that it was no problem at all. They chatted a little while, and when he gotup to leave, he reached down and stroked her arm. "Are you sure you're alright?" "Yeah, I just hope I can be at rehearsal." "Well, I'll talk to the doctor and let you know later." "Do you want me to call your parents?" "No, I don't want them to overreact."

Abby's First Show!

by Lindsey Kerr

It's the day before the show. Abby is getting Red ready for the big day tomorrow! To get ready Abby has to give Red a bath, clip her, clean her stall, and pretty much make her as pretty as possible. Lydia, the worker that braids the horses forelocks, was braiding Red's and then she left her scissors somewhere and just left Red tied up to go find them. Suddenly, Red spooked at something and reared up and kicked the medal fan! She was hurt and limping! Abby's chance on going to the show now was very little! Candace, Abby's riding instructor, said that Abby could only show her if a miracle happened! So Abby prayed and prayed and went home that night worried about Red. She really wanted to show her but at that point she didn't care about the show she only cared about Red. The next morning Abby went back to see if Red was okay and if she was well enough to show. Candace said that they were just going to go ahead and bring her since Abby's show time wasn't until later that day. That would give them time to see if Red was doing any better before it was her time to show. So Abby stayed with Red the whole time until it was time for her to tack up and ride to see if she would get to show. Surelenough they got to show! So Red and Abby went into the dressage ring and did their test! They did really good! Then when it was over Abby got off Red and took her back to the trailer to un-tack and wait for her jumping time to start! They were so excited about getting to jump cross country! It was finally time for them to head on over to the warm up ring and get ready for the course! Red was jumping really bad and acting up in the warm up ring, So Abby was really scared about jumping in a big open pasture. It was finally time for them to go jump! They went in the starting box while the judge counted down...5...4...3...2..1..there off. They went to their first jump and after they took the first jump she felt good about jumping and wasn't scared anymore. Red jumped alot of them HUGE cause she thought they were so scary! Abby had to push her over a lot them. But surely enough they didn't get any refusals and they completed their course with a smile on their face! Then they waited around for the scores to be posted ...they waited..and waited...and waited...and the scores were finally posted! Abby and Red got 3rd!!! This was Red's first show and Abby's too! They did so good! Abby was so happy that Red was able to show. Abby realized that Red was still a little hurt and Red was just pulling through for her. Miracles really do happen! THE END!