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Diving Graph

Article posted March 14, 2011 at 07:15 PM GMT • comment • Reads 284

Article posted March 14, 2011 at 07:15 PM GMT • comment • Reads 284



Comet

Article posted December 8, 2010 at 02:30 PM GMT • comment • Reads 1330

Article posted December 8, 2010 at 02:30 PM GMT • comment • Reads 1330



Poem

Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:41 PM GMT • comment • Reads 865

 


The unaware dog


Seasons come


Seasons go


People have fun


And play in the snow


The unaware dog does not know


Days go by


Months to


Years


And millennia’s all go through


The unaware dog never knew


Birds sing


People to


The earth moves


And never stands still


The unaware dog does not know and never will

Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:41 PM GMT • comment • Reads 865



Balloons

Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:40 PM GMT • comment • Reads 875

 


balloons


They fly in the sky


really really high


balloooooooooons


Couldn’t be popped with a spoon


But a fork can be used pick up pork


A shark cant bark


But neither can you


Not even winey the pooooooh


Du dum bum

Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:40 PM GMT • comment • Reads 875



LA Points

Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:38 PM GMT • comment • Reads 819

 


Every October 31st this house randomly appears in a cloud of fog. The house is always completely obscured. When it appears it suddenly starts to rain. Then the moon becomes full and becomes as bright as the sun. The light shoots into the obscured house. It makes all the widows glow then they all crack! The glass comes flying at you, but it all halts to a stop. All the glass crashes to the ground. Then the rain stops and the fog disappear. Then all these blood thirsty black cats come sprinting towards you with blood red eyes. Then it seems like reality is not with you it seems time has stopped! Then rotten shriveled pumpkins come plummeting towards the ground and land on the cats then the whole thing goes into chaos!




 




 


 


Ghost come flying out of the house and hands pop up from the ground and grab you legs to pull you into the ground. Then they get sucked up into a tree. Dead bodies rise from the ground. Then the ghosts go into the dead bodies. They all come after you your only hope is to go into the house. You here nothing inside. As you walk around you see paintings. Then the paintings start to moan and groan. Then you realize they are all kids. The pictures say the year they died and there name. Then you realize all those kids have been missing. After that you try to open the door but it won’t open up. I ran up stairs to find another exit. There were seven doors. I opened the first one and there was a huge mouth. The tongue came flying at me. I slammed the door shut. I opened the second one and there was people screaming. I slowly shut the door. Thinking back these are the same kids in the picture. I ran to the third and opened it. It was pitch black. I put one foot in and it started to suck my foot in. I grabbed a torch from the wall. It was quicksand. I tried to pull away and I got out but my shoe had come off. I opened the fourth door. There where zombies! One of there heads fell off and rolled toward me I slammed that one too. I opened the fifth one. A hand came flying at my neck I used the torch and light it on fire. When it burned it disappeared. The sixth one I opened there where people being mindlessly slathered. I slammed the door. I can barley mention this without having nightmares. I opened the door and found a mirror but there was something different about me. I was headless. Then the mirror shattered. A blood river came flowing towards me. I ran down stairs and the door still did not open. I ran down the hall and found night armor. I took its sword a cut a hole in the house I ran outside. The bodies where still there. I started slicing through them. I got out of the place. I threw the torch at the house so no one else would have to go through what I did. I was the only one to escape this place. That was the end of that house. I never saw it again, but sometimes on my morning walk it seems like its still there.


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Article posted December 3, 2010 at 06:38 PM GMT • comment • Reads 819



Moon Rocks VoiceThread

Article posted October 29, 2010 at 07:04 PM GMT • comment • Reads 643



Article posted October 29, 2010 at 07:04 PM GMT • comment • Reads 643



Moon Rocks

Article posted October 29, 2010 at 06:55 PM GMT • comment • Reads 628

We had the Moon rocks in class.


Article posted October 29, 2010 at 06:55 PM GMT • comment • Reads 628



Space Address

Article posted September 21, 2010 at 03:58 PM GMT • comment • Reads 1069

New Hampshire
New England
U.S.A.
North America
North Western
Earth
Sun
Milky Way
Local
Local
Universe

Article posted September 21, 2010 at 03:58 PM GMT • comment • Reads 1069



My Wordle

Article posted September 14, 2010 at 03:59 PM GMT • comment • Reads 98

Wordle: music is my life

Article posted September 14, 2010 at 03:59 PM GMT • comment • Reads 98



Short Story

Article posted May 11, 2010 at 07:56 PM GMT • comment • Reads 886

 


I suddenly awoke to find myself in a grassy field. I looked around a saw a vast ocean, sandy beaches, and strange creatures of all sorts. I walked over to sand and squished my toes in it. It felt great to be alive again. I ran into the ocean and felt the thrill of swimming again. I jumped out and ran down the beach. I jumped up on top of a rock and felt like I was king of the world. Then a strange creature walked up and said “you are king of the world”. The creature looked about 2 feet tall and had short claws. The creature was grey and had large eyes about the size of a tennis ball. I looked down and said “how did you know what I was thinking”. The creature said well us looglaps can read other creatures thoughts. I then asked “looglap what is your name”. The looglap said “Well my name is Greg walison”. I thought to myself why that name seems familiar. It does he said. I then said “this is going to be hard to get use too”. I asked Greg how many looglaps are there in the world.


 

Article posted May 11, 2010 at 07:56 PM GMT • comment • Reads 886



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