Too Many T-Rexes/The Opera (It's Not Boring This Time!)

Eric and Nimene enter the Underground Racing Invitational. Featuring two new stories: “Too Many T-Rexes,” a story about an unfortunate man in a town with too many apex predators, written by Leo, a 7 year old from Washington, and “The Opera (It’s Not Boring This Time!),” a story of an extraterrestrial girl who foils an evil plot, written by a 9 year old from California named Layla.

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Too Many T-Rexes

by Leo, age 7, Washington

Well... it happened again. I got eaten by a T-Rex.

The Opera (It’s Not Boring This Time!)

by Layla, age 9, California

*Note: AlienGirl has a valley girl accent and President has a calm, greatful voice*

Once upon a time, there lived a girl. Not a human girl, an alien girl. She had neon purple skin and laser beam eyes. She was 9 years old, and had a name, AlienGirl. Anyways, She was chilling in her planet called "Whatintheworldareallthelettersinchalkboard" (What in the world are all the letters in Chalk Board) When the president of the planet suddently knocked on AlienGirl's door. The president also had laser beam eyes, but they were rainbow, and played disco music.
AlienGirl opened the door, and was quite suprised to see President there.
President: Oh, AlienGirl! I know you are just a child, but you must go on a mission!
AlienGirl was confused.
AlienGirl: Whaaa? That is supes not cool, Prez.
President: But you must do it! You MUST go to earth to attend... The Opera. *Dun, dun, DUUUUUUN!*
AlienGirl: The Opera? You mean that thang where peeps with voices that are totes too high sing songs?
President: Im afraid so.
AlienGirl: But, like, like, why?
President: You see, The Opera singers this year are villans, and are planning to give everybody who comes to theyre performance serious ear infections by singing WAY TOO HIGH! And, they are advertising The Opera all over earth, so almost EVERYBODY will come!
AlienGirl slapped her hand over her mouth. She was seriously freaked out.
AlienGirl: Ear Infections are totes bad. Thats supes terrible! Like, O.M.G! With, like, ten G's! I'll do it, Prez.
President: WHAT?
AlienGirl: I SAID I"LL DO IT!
President: WHHHATTTT? I CANT HEAR YOU OVER MY DISCO MUSIC!!!!!!!!
AlienGirl: UGH! I....WILL.....DO.....IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
President: WHAT????
AlienGirl screams so loud the disco music stops.
AlienGirl: Huh, I didint know I could turn the music off THAT easily. Mah point is, I'll do it, Prez.
President: OK!!!!! YOUR MISSION STARTS TOMORROW!!! FOLLOW ME TO MY PRESIDENTS OFFICE AND I WILL HELP FIND A COSTUME THAT MAKES YOU LOOK HUMAN!!!
AlienGirl: O....kaaaay. Why you still screamin'? The disco music is off.
President: I DUNNO IVE GOTTEN SO USED TO IT!!!
AlienGirl and President go to the Purple House (Y'know, instead of the White House) and go inside The Presidents Wardrobe, a giant wardrobe the size of a avarage sized human house. Inside the Wardrobe, millions of costumes and outfits of all sorts were displayed.
President: HERE YOU GO! THIS IS THE PERFECT OUTFIT! MAKES YOU BLEND IN SO NOBODY WILL SUSPECT YOUR AN ALIEN!
The president pulled out a costume of a robot. It had a triangle shaped tin skirt, a rectangular box for a shirt, and a cube box that covered the head.
AlienGirl: Uh..prez, that does NOT make me blend in.
AlienGirl pulls out another outfit from the wardrobe.
President: But...that is the same costume.
AlienGirl: Exactly! The one you picked out is one size too small!

THE NEXT DAY
President calls AlienGirl on her telephone.
President: Its time to start your mission!
AlienGirl: Oh, yah. I totes forgot about that. Hey, I see your yellin' problem was resolved!
President: I took some medication.
AlienGirl: Thats supes cool, Prez. I'll be at your house in like, 2 minutes. Ready to start the mission.

After going to the Purple House and meeting President, President guides AlienGirl to the Rocket Ship.
AlienGirl: Im supes nervous, Prez.
President: Listen, I dont mean to be rude but...YOU SHOULD BE. I need you to go stop The Opera from happening. Do whatever it takes. We cannot let all those people be tortured with ear infections.
AlienGirl: Ok. I guess I'll just step into this rocket ship and...WOAH!
The rocket ship makes a loud BOOM as it flys away from "Whatintheworldareallthelettersinchalkboard" and heads toward earth.
After a long ride and a lot of barfing, AlienGirl finally arrives at earth, only 3 minutes before The Opera commences.
AlienGirl: AUGH! IM GONNA BE TOTES LATE!
She rushes threw the crowd of people who are also rushing to see The Opera. President was not exagerating. There were THOUSANDS of people. Running, screaming, shouting people who REALLY wanted to get to The Opera on time.
AlienGirl arrives at The Opera building just in time. She stands in a huge line behind what seems like a billion people. And probably WAS a billion people.
AlienGirl: I dont have TIME for this! I NEED TO GET IN BEFORE THE OPERA STARTS!!!!!!
She says it mostly to herself, but other people definetly heard.
AlienGirl starts pushing everyone waiting in line to get to the front.
AlienGirl: IM FIRST.
She goes up to the Check In Guy.
Check In Guy: Woooaaahhh, dude, you cant just cut the line. But like, whatever. My job is just to check your reservation. And security is late, so its fine on my watch.
AlienGirl: RESERVATION? Isint it like, first come first serve?
Check In Guy: Dude, of course not. We've got thousands of people comin', you think we'll just let people in? Also, why are you dressed in that ridiculous costume?
AlienGirl: Im blendin' in, duh.
Check In Guy: Whatever. Just tell me your name so I can verify you have a reservation and get payed.
AlienGirl starts to panic. She does not have a reservation! So, she does what she know she has to do.
AlienGirl: CHHHAAAARRRRGGGGEEEE!!!!
AlienGirl tackles Check In Guy.
She smiles proudly, but does not notice a car pulling up.
Security.
AlienGirl: Uh, oh.
Security spots her and starts chasing her, but she slams the door and locks them out.
Panting, heartbeating fast, and tired, AlienGirl is in The Opera now, but she knows she does not have much time till security finds a way in. Suddently, she hears clapping. The Opera is starting!
AlienGirl rushes backstage. She is so close to defeting the evil opera singers, but she has to wait for the right moment to attack.
AlienGirl: 1....2....3....NOW!
AlienGirl pounces onto stage, grabbing two of The Opera singers and throwing them high into the sky, using her Alien Super Strenghth. She grabs 2 more, than 2 more, throwing them each into the sky until every The Opera singers were gone. Wiping sweat of her face and grinning, AlienGirl was the happiest person in the world. But then, Security barges threw.
Security: HEY! PERSON IN AN ROBOT COSTUME! YOUR GOING TO JAIL!
AlienGirl gasps. Then she starts crying. But...suprisingly, they were not tears of sadness, they were tears of happiness.
AlienGirl: *Sniff* OH! *Sniff* IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO TO JAIL! *Sniff* THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
And as AlienGirl walked out the autitorium, with security holding both her hands, she peered up at the sky, and saw the evil The Opera singers still in the air, going up and up until they hit the moon. Litterally. AlienGirl grinnned. Not only had she saved the world from ear pain, her dream of going to jail had also come true.

Story Spark

Layla, who wrote “The Opera (It’s Not Boring This Time)" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

write us a story about a character that experiences something really crazy, but no one believes them. Tell us what they experience, why no one believes them, and most of all, how they convince everyone it really happened.

Roll Call Stories

Cous cous is delicious

by Fird, age 7, UK
It’s cous cous day – a day when everyone eats loads of cous cous. A man called Derek runs a bath and just before he’s about to get into it, he goes to get a drink.

When he comes back, the water in his bath has turned to cous cous. He says ‘Oh, no! Now I need to eat all this cous cous.’

Then he eats all the cous cous and turns into a massive piece of cous cous. And he says ‘Oh well, I’m just going to go for a roll’ and then he realises everyone else has also turned into massive pieces of cous cous and he says ‘Hello!’.

Then he says ‘how can we talk? We’re cous cous!’

And everyone else says ‘Actually, we have no idea!’

Then he goes back home and then he goes to sleep and then the next day he’s still a massive piece of cous cous and he goes back to sleep, then the next day after that, he’s a person again.

He feels a bit hungry, so he eats some cous cous and then he turns into a giant piece of cous cous again and goes ‘NOOOOOOOOOOOO!’.

The End

The Dragon who ate the snake

by Benjamin, age 9, Connecticut

Once upon a time a dragon named Alex saw a snake and thought it looked good Alex said you look good the snake said thanks then Alex said can I have you over

for dinner tonight

the snake Said sure that night when snake came over he asked why there was no food Alex said he was ordering pizza Then Alex said sit down snake and the snake did then Alex did a big look of snake and opened his mouth and ate him snake but snake loved it because he found his love which was another snake who he loved and they lived happily ever after in a dragons belly the End .

Pencilvania

by Faith, age 8, California
Calm down calm down
Let's all learn about Pencilvania Pull
out our benchmark
Book to page 15
Pencilvania is
far away Pencilvania
Pencil Street
Eraser Road everyone
knows where to
go pencil stores
pencil malls pencil
groceries pencils
of course
Are you underlining kids?
let's learn more "ouuuu"
pencils there pencils here
pencil schools library books
of pencil "hey where's my pencil"
Don't forget about our Fieldtrip
!!!!Pencilvania!!!

The Singing Blobs

by Isabella, age 7, Michigan
Click here to read!

I Don’t Think So Day/The Squirrel Astronaut (feat. Kimmy Shields)

Rachel and her beach pigs stumble upon an idyllic, underground small town and a very welcoming ambassador (Kimmy Shields). Featuring two new stories: “I Don’t Think So Day,” a story about a very frustrating new holiday, written by Luna, an 8 year old from California, and “The Squirrel Astronaut,” the tale of a brave rodent’s trip to outer space, written by a 12 year old from Georgia named Donovan.

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Original Stories

I Don’t Think So Day

by Luna, age 8, California

“Hi my name is Luna I am going to tell you about I don’t think so day.” It was one normal morning I saw my best friend, so I said “hi bestie!”I was so surprised when she said “I don’t think so”.So I said “huh?””Haven’t you heard, it’s I don’t think so day!”I said “I still don’t get it.”She said “let’s just go to school.”I said “ok.”10 minutes later… “hi Mrs.Perone” chorused the class. “I don’t think so” she said.I thought “this day is just getting weirder and weirder.”We had Spanish class then in the middle of math the bell rung.I said “finally school is over!”I I see my mom so I say “hi mama” then she said “I don’t think so get in the car.”Seeing my opportunity “I said I don’t think so.”She laughed “just get in.””Fine.”later we had dinner then I for some reason woke up like I was asleep then I was like well this day is already weird so I told my mama “I had a dream that it was I don’t think so day” she said that “it could not be possible.”I said “why?””Because today is I don’t think so day” I screamed “I DON’T THINK SOOOO!

The Squirrel Astronaut

by Donovan, age 12, California

"Hey boss of the Space place, all of our astronauts are stuck at home with Chicken Pox." Said Milly Yeah he always has those long stories and keeps everyone up with his snoring. Well what can we do it's not like we can find some random animal to do out mission to Jupiter." Said the boss" Aww look my pet Squirrel got out of it's cage that little rascal." Milly said "Wait a second what if we put him in our under development program." Boss said" "You don't mean." That's exactly what I mean. The animal astronaut training come on Squirrel let's see what you can do." Boss said 3 days later. "WOW your Squirrel did perfect on all of the training. Now we just have to give him his suit and animal translation device." The boss said "If you had this why didn't you take the program out of development?" Milly said confused "Because I can." Said the boss "Here let's just put it on." Okay I can talk how cool." Said the Squirrel "I did good on the test because I've been here a super long time so I know what to do." That is so cool." Milly said Come on to the rocket. Okay I'm all set in our animal rocket. Okay 10 9 8 14 78 1 blastoff. Those was a weird countdo-AAAAA. Okay I have the controls now I'm steering to Jupiter. Wow that was really quick must be because the ship is so small. Now I plant these cameras and I can be done. 20 minutes later well know I'm done I can go back to the ship. Wait who are you. "I am a jupiterian" don't you mean martian" Said the Squirrel "Ugh Martians that is just a Neptunian family who was there on vacation one time no one lives on mars its a confusing planet" Said the jupiterian" What's you name I'm *Insert random gibberish here* but you can can call me Sam" Well Sam my name is Squirrellio nice to meet you. Wait what if you come with me" That is a lovely offer but i have to stay here with my family the *Iinsert other gibberish here*" Goodbye Squirrellio" said the jupiterain" "Goodbye "said the Squirrel. 20 minutes later. "Squirrellio your back" said Milly. "Great to be back you will never believe what I saw" We saw it through the camera on your mic" said the boss You were one of our best astronauts were taking the program out of development. The Space agency did just that and everyone took their pets to be trained and everyone lived fine with very few incidents The end.

Story Spark

Luna, who wrote “I Don’t Think So Day" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write us a story that makes us think it’s going in a certain direction, but has a really wild and crazy twist at the end. And give your story two main characters that are exact opposites of each other.

Roll Call Stories

The Evil Orange Head Lady

by Honor, age 9, Australia
"Hey Henry do you remember when I said you could remove my mask when we grew old?" Old Lilac questioned. FLASH BACK 50 YEARS AGO... "Hey! Henry, here's a promise" young Lilac said . "OK! tell me." Young Henry exclaimed " So when we grow old you can remove my mask" young lilac squealed "Ok i promise i will." And henry kept his promise. So he wobbled over and took away the mask and gasped. "You have an orange head!!" he screamed. "yeah... AND ILL EAT YOU FOR MY DINNER AND YOUR FAMILY TOO!! HAHAHAGAHAHAHHA!!" the evil orange head lilac said. Then she started turning everyone into oranges and then eating them.

Diary of a Grain of Sand: A Story of Epically Boring Proportions, Volume I

by Aviv, age 8, Washington, DC

Prologue

Day -336,229
I can move! Light, there’s light!

Part I Day 1
This is so exciting. I sat there.

Day 3
I got trampled by a camel. Things are getting crazy around here.

Day 8
A sand storm came. I blew away.

Day 11
I landed next to a cactus. Day 18 Nothing happened.

Day 24
I got buried.

Day 29
Still buried; it’s dark.

Day 36
An owl dug me out of the sand.

Day 38
I sat there.

Day 42
Nothing happened. I sat there.

Day 46
A lizard scampered by.

Day 57
Cloudy day.

Day 64
Nothing happened.

Day 70
A pygmy shrew pooped on me.

Day 77
Nothing happened.

Day 80
Nothing happened.

Day 91
I saw a snake 🐍.

Day 100
I feel tired. I’m going to sleep 💤 🛌 😴.

Part II

Day 456,232
I got buried. Again.

Day 489,245 Still buried. Still dark.

Epilogue

Day 1,543,872
Still dark. It’s getting really crowded. It’s hard to move.

Day 1,576,421
I can’t move at all anymore. Sigh…oh well.

End of Volume I

The Gerald

by Emaline and Darby, Connecticut
Once there was a raindrop named Gerald, he fell from the clouds; he fell onto our dad's car AND THEN our Dad wiped him away. And then he fell into the sewer, he saw a singing rat circus, they tried to keep him there BUT THEN he kicked them in the face while he was kicking them he fell back into the sewer water THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN he turned into a giant monster called the gerald and went after our Dad's car! He picked it up and tried to eat it but then our dad asked if he wanted any tacos the gerald says "CAN I HAVE A HOMEMADE TACO?" Our Dad said no because he didn't have any, the gerald came over picked up the car and ate it THE END

Slothball

by Jonah, age 10, Texas
Another day, another practice. Me, Breaklegs sloth, was happily going to baseball practice. (So, you see I’m a super fast sloth but becomes very slow at unexpected times. And my baseball coach doesn't know that). Yesterday my coach told me that we have a big day on Saturday and I think Saturday is going to be a gloriously slow day. “It's Saturday, the time is one o’ clock, I'm late!” I yell. I impressively jump down the stairs, grab my baseball stuff and rush out of the door. But my slowness kicks in. I see a plane flying at about ten miles per hour. (Cough cough it's fast for a sloth.) Anyway I managed to joyfully jump onto the plane. After a eon I see the baseball field. I quickly jumped off the plane and I realized I had no way to land safely. While I was falling and panicking I found a parachute in my baseball bag. I swiftly put on the parachute and gracefully fell beside my coach. “What were you doing!” yells the coach. “Surviving,” I calmly answered. Well it’s the ninth inning and we're losing one to two. After Popsters your batting. “Popsters is in second base, so better make this a good one.” The ball came flying at jet speed (ten miles per hour) right at me. I swung as hard as I could, the half second the ball touched my bat I felt fast and strong. The ball flew at jet speed (ten miles per hour) out of the feld. “It’s a home run. Team sloths winn,” said the umpire. I joyfully ran the bases back to home plate. After my team's glorious victory I happily ran (0.17 miles per hour) home. Well I ran pretty fast so maybe one mile per hour. Please. “Where is my one million dollar parachute!” Yells my mom. Oops so sorry mom I used it to save my life,” I answered. :)

A Barking Election/The Always Lost Werewolf (feat. Erika Henningson)

Rolo is (almost) driven to madness by a spot. Featuring two new stories: “A Barking Election,” a rousing song about an inspiring mayoral candidate (Erika Henningson) who runs against an incumbent pooch, written by Brody, a 10 year old from California, and “The Always Lost Werewolf,” about a pun-loving lycanthrope who just wants to get where he’s going, written by Petra, age 7, and Vaughn, age 5, from New York.

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Original Stories

A Barking Election

by Brody, age 10, California

It was a beautiful day in Hitsville and Mrs. Parker was thinking about the mayor. She did not like the current mayor because he was a stray dog. That's right. Mayor Rufus was a dog! She thought it was wrong. She wanted to run for mayor. The election was next week. She had enough time to think of a speech and campaign.

The next day she went to the park. “Hey everyone,” said Mrs. Parker. Just then Mayor Rufus walked by. “Ruff ruff,” barked Rufus. “I just wanted to say… vote for me for mayor! I am the right candidate for the job — not some dog,” said Mrs. Parker.

She spent the next few days preparing her speech. Then, it was time to vote, and the two candidates made their speeches. “Hey everyone. Today, I’m telling you why I would be the best mayor. I would put more stores in Hitsville. I would make the city safe. And, I would make Hitsville a better place. So vote for me for mayor.” Next up was Rufus. “Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff.” That was Rufus’s speech. Next, everyone submitted their votes. They counted the votes and Mrs. Parker won! Rufus was sad, but then, Mrs. Parker adopted him. They lived happily ever after in the mayor’s mansion.

The Always Lost Werewolf

by Petra, age 7, and Vaughn, age 5, New York

There is a werewolf named Stanley who is always lost because he’s a “where?” wolf, get it? He was trying to find a baseball game his friends told him about, but what he didn’t know was that it was actually a surprise birthday party for him. Because he was always lost, he was always hungry because he could never even find his own house. He was looking for the baseball field, just wandering through the forrest when he met a bee selling watermelon. He bought a slice but the bee couldn’t help him find the field. Then he met a deer selling pizza. He bought a piece of pizza but the deer didn’t know where the field was either. Then he met a skunk selling avocado toast, which he bought, but the skunk couldn’t tell him where the field was. Finally, he found the field and all his friends jumped out and yelled “surprise!”. Then they gave him his cake, which he was excited to eat, until they told him it was a watermelon-pizza-avocado toast cake, and he was too full of all of those things to want to eat it. Then they blindfolded him to do his piñata, and he wandered off and - you guessed it - got lost again and missed the rest of his party.

Story Spark

Brody, who wrote “A Barking Election" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write us a story about an animal that gets sucked into a video game. Tell us what kind of video game it is, and what happens to the animal when they get trapped inside. Most of all, tell us if they ever get out, and how.

Roll Call Stories

When The Punching Bag Fights Back

by Mila, age 8, Wisconsin
Once there was a guy named Dr. Mcfuzzy and he loved to exercise, his favorite way to exercise was to punch his punching bag. But one day while he was punching his punching bag he heard a strange, deep voice that said when the punching bag fights back. He jumped and screamed WHO SAID THAT and the voice said I did. Then Dr. Mcfuzzy saw that his punching bag had grown a face, and that the voice was also coming from the punching bag!!! Before he could say a word the punching bag started punching Dr. Mcfuzzy!! Dr. McFuzzy tried running away but the punching bag was punching too hard so he couldn’t. And in the end the punching bag went crazy and destroyed some of Pluto. And that’s why Pluto is no longer considered big enough to be a planet (it’s a dwarf planet though). The end

Kids Deserve Mail!

by Ebba, age 10, Kentucky

The Noos Reporter and Her Noos

by Lilah, age 7, Texas
Ahhh what an amazing day. Tooday I will wok to the noos stashin. Hmmm wie is there tentacols on mie char? I do not reemember that was there yesterday. I wander if it is an upgrad?

And then the tentacals vanisht and then. THE OCTAPUS LEVATATID!!! And hugd her! It was her old BFF.

The End

Burgers or Burritos: Tis the Question

by Titus, age 12, Colorado
Once upon a time, long, long ago, when kids rode to school on dinosaurs, and listened to music on cassette tapes, there were two food stands, right next to each other. One sold Burgers, the other, Burritos. All day they would stand there with their stubbly chins, and greasy hands selling Burgers and Burritos. Now, these where two very competitive men, so they fought constantly over who sold the better food. “Everybody likes Burritos more than Burgers!” One would claim. “Bah! You’re just jealous of all my business. Why, just yesterday I sold over 100 Burgers!” The other would counter. They could go on for hours bickering pointlessly, and the only time they stopped was to count their money. Well, the customers did not like this arguing because they had to wait hours just for their food to be ready, so soon less and less people came to their stalls. But the men didn’t care they just kept arguing and throwing food and getting poorer and poorer. Their food fights usually ended in them walking home looking very patriotic {Although they usually had to sleep with a spotlight pointed on them}. This went on for a while until a hotdog cart came by. Then, the men quit their senseless arguing and had a hotdog. They were both so enchanted by the flavor that they called a truce and opened a hotdog stand together, and far and wide, their hotdogs where considered the best out there, and they never argued again. The end

How Do You Scare a Mermaid?/Chickening (feat. Busy Philipps)

A new restaurant gets ready to open with a nervous proprietor (Busy Philipps). Featuring two new stories: “How Do You Scare a Mermaid?”, a song about one narrator’s startling obsession, written by Lainey, a 9 year old from Wisconsin, and “Chickening,” a story about the newest craze to sweep the nation, written by an 11 year old from Maryland named Camilo.

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Original Stories

How Do You Scare a Mermaid?

by Lainey, age 9, Wisconsin

Narrator: Hello everyone, today, we are venturing into the woods, to the ocean, TO TRY TO SCARE A MERMAID!
(Narrator reaches the ocean)
Narrator: Mermaid, show yourself!
Mermaid: Hello, I bet you came to scare me.
Narrator: Yes I have! Are you afraid of the dark?
Mermaid: No
Narrator: Bigfoot?
Mermaid: No.
Narrator: Drowning?
Mermaid: Is that a joke? Fine, I'll tell you what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid of .... The end!
Narrator: What?

Chickening

by Camilo, age 11, Maryland

Chickening is a state of mind and a culture because anything can Chickening.
Steps to learning how to Chickening:
1. Bring arms to waist
2. Stick hands out horizontally
3. Have arms hover just off of the waist
4. Eyes meet middle distance
5. Sag shoulders
6. Stick out almost all of your tongue lazily
7. Turn in circles slowly and move upper body up and down slowly while flapping hands like wings
When Chickening is appropriate:
• Distracting anyone for any purpose
• Blending in with chickens
• Any reason any time any place any reality

Story Spark

Lainey, who wrote “How Do you Scare a Mermaid?" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write a story about a character who adopts the pet they’ve always dreamed of. Is it a REAL animal? Is it a mythical creature? How does the pet feel about getting adopted? And what if your character’s family doesn’t want the pet to be there? How does your character convince their family to let it stay?

Roll Call Stories

The Renaissance Fair

by Lilou, age 8, California
Once Ethan took his pal Zach to the renaissance fair. It was really fun! They found a guy selling turkey legs and bought some. Then they walked around in a corner with not many people. they saw an artist. They walked over to him. He told them he could make them anything they wanted to be. Ethan said he wanted to be a knight. Zach said he wanted to be a Jester. As the artist started painting, they realized they were not at the fair anymore. They had REALLY travelled back in time! When Ethan looked down, he realized he was an actual knight in armor! Zach was wearing a green and purple jester costume and instead of eating a turkey leg, he had them for actual legs! Another knight walked up to them and challenged Ethan to a duel. They got out their swords and started fighting. When the other knight was winning, Zach started telling him jokes and doing tricks! Then, Zach winked at Ethan and Ethan softly poked him in the back. The knight told Ethan that he had won. Now the boys wanted to find that artist. When they saw him, they interrupted him when he was saying he could make them anything they want to be and told him they wanted to go back to regular. When he was done painting, they were back at the fair. The End.

The Cheese Relic of Immortality

by Camden, age 11, Arizona
JEFF:A millennia ago, a prophecy was foretold of the powerful cheese relic created from the magic milk of the omega cow. The prophecy said he who touches the cheese would become one with the cheese and be granted extraordinary abilities, along with immortality. The prophecy stated that they who seek the cheese must plunge into the mouth of the cow, and be faced with the cheesy trials.

BOB: Are you talking to yourself again? I already know about the trials; you told me 87 times!

JEFF: Um, just giving you a recap.

BOB: oooooookkkkkkaaaaayyyyyyyyyy..........................

JEFF: There! Let’s strut into that cow-shaped cave, not paying attention to the floor!

Walk, walk, walk, DROP! Our heroes drop into the hole in the cave.

BOTH: OOOFFFF!!!

BOB: I think I fractured my tailbone!???: who seeks the cheese of immo-

JEFF:(interrupts) Who are you????: (disgruntled by the rude interruption) I am The cheese guardian, guardian of the cheese relic of immortality.

BOB: wait, your first name is The cheese guardian, guardian of the cheese relic of immortality?

GUARDIAN: yes.

BOB: Huh, seems a little redundant.

JEFF: Agreed.

GUARDIAN: Okay, okay, whatever, forget my name! Let me tell you the trials!(In deep, ominous voice) First, you must cross the lake of yogurt without sinking into its quagmire-like dairy depths . Next, you must ride Scott, the flaming cow, without bursting into flame! Finally, you must drink the whole goblet of eggnog as fast as possible without throwing up!

JEFF: I Accept the trials! Bob, let’s go!

BOB: Sorry, but I’m allergic to dairy, so I’ll just chill back here.

JEFF: No matter, I will complete the trials alone!

RIVAL: Halt, I too will compete in these trials for the cheese relic!

JEFF: (GASP) A plot twist antagonist rival character!? Oh, the irony!

GUARDIAN: let the trials begin! On the count of three, you will cross the lake of yogurt! 3...2...1 GO.

JEFF: (jumps in) Woah, this is so hard! I’m swimming and swimming and, oh, it is only a foot deep. I can just walk. (whistles while walking)(Rival, who hasn’t noticed he can just walk, struggles through, panting and gasping.

JEFF: HUZZAH! I have crossed the finish line! I won the first trial!

RIVAL: WHAT! HE WALKED ALL THE WAY! THAT’S CHEATING!

GUARDIAN: technically, I only said you have to cross. ON TO THE NEXT TRIAL

!(The competitors are now in a room with a cow who is on fire (Scott))

GUARDIAN: When I say go, the first one to jump on Scott and ride across the finish line shall win! GO!

JEFF: Hey Scott, mind if I ride you?

SCOTT: I’m Scott.

JEFF: Think that’s yes. Oh, mind extinguishing yourself first?

SCOTT: I’m Scott.

JEFF: thank you.(All while Scott and Jeff are talking,

RIVAL is struggling to board scott.)(Jeff easily crosses the finish line.)

JEFF: HUZZAH! I won the second trial! Remember, saying please and may I, usually works.

GUARDIAN: ONTO THE FINAL TRIAL! When I say go, guzzle up all the eggnog out of your goblets. The fastest finish wins. If you throw up, you are disqualified. GO!(Jeff drinks all his eggnog in one gulp.)

RIVAL: No, I hate eggnog!

GUARDIAN: Well then, Jeff wins!

JEFF: HUZZAH! I am now the owner of the cheese relic! Let me have it, NOW.

GUARDIAN: As you wish.

(Guardian hands Jeff the cheese, delicately, laying on a small, fancy pillow.)

(Jeff extends his finger to touch it, but the story ends right when he’s about to.)

THE END

The Pigeon That Sneezed Into Space

by Iris, age 7, Vermont

Once upon a time, there lived a pigeon with beaks all around his head, and two giant eyes. One eye was on the front of his head and one was on the back of his head. He had twenty tiny wings on each side of his body. He had ten toes on each foot. And whenever he sneezed, his tail caught on fire and he turned into a rocket ship and went up into space! If he needed to come down to Earth, he started coughing and he would come down and turn back into a pigeon. And when he burped, he started dancing—and do you know what kind of dance? He danced an Irish jig!

One time he turned into a rocket and went to space, where he found a space car dealership. He opened the door and went inside, and turned back into a pigeon. He could also turn invisible, and anything he touched could turn invisible. So he went into the car dealership and when he walked on the floor the floor turned invisible. When the guy that owned the dealership came in, he thought the floor disappeared! He could see through the floor into space and was so confused. He didn’t know why the cars weren’t falling down into space.

Since the guy couldn’t see the pigeon, the pigeon stole a car and drove away. Then the car turned invisible, but the floor turned visible again. The man in the dealership was so happy and thought “whew, the floor is back!” And he didn’t even know the pigeon had stolen the car. The pigeon drove the car out of the dealership, and he thought the car would be falling the whole way down. But instead of falling the whole way down, the car turned into a rocket ship and brought him back to Earth. When he landed, the rocket ship turned back into a car and he started driving away. But since he didn’t have a license BY THE WAY! (he tried to get one once, but that’s another story) because he’s a bird--a very weird bird--he was really terrible at it. He crashed into a lot of other cars and the police and a lot of other people started chasing him. Surprisingly, his car didn’t get damaged because space cars do not break. So it just crashed into all the cars in town, even the ones in people’s driveways. Then he became the bad pigeon, and now he has a little t-shirt that says “I’m the Bad Pigeon” with a picture of his head on it. No pigeons want to get married with him.

If you ever see a pigeon driving a car with beaks all around his head, it’s probably him. But just watch out for I’m a Bad Pigeon—that’s what people call him now. And if you’re near a pigeon that sneezes, be careful because that might be him. He might have changed by now and looks like a regular pigeon. But if he sneezes, he’ll go right back into space. And if he burps while he’s going into space, then you know what happens….. he’ll do the Irish jig while going into space! THE END

The Raccoon Incident

by Arlo, age 6, Maryland

Now We’re Cooking With Butter/The Town of Snake Therapists (feat. Josh Radnor)

The Story Pirates accidentally wake an ancient, slumbering underground monster (Josh Radnor). Featuring two new stories: “Now We’re Cooking With Butter,” a game show where contestants have to cook food with only one ingredient, written by Oliver, a 10 year old from Pennsylvania, and “The Town of Snake Therapists,” the strange tale of a town ruled by reptiles you can share your problems with, written by a 14 year old from California named Freya. 

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Now We’re Cooking With Butter

by Oliver, age 10, Pennsylvania

NOW WERE COOK’IN WITH BUTTER SHOW

INT. AFTERNOON

Butter stick logo after you see the judge’s 1 2 & lalalala the singing one. (judge 3) and our contestant think it’s going to be a normal game show butter is it.

ANNOUNCER Welcome back to now were cook’in with butter lets go to our first contestant Mark. The show were we just use butter. MARK So I made a butter soup with butter vegetables .

JUUDGE 1 I like all this butter texture. MARK I know all I had was butter.

JUDGE 2 Nice butter flavor Mark. MARK Ugh. All I had in my fridge was butter.

JUDGE 3 THE SINGING JUDGE Yum this is really goo...d la la la la la la la ohh sorry this I really good butter soup so you got a...

MARK Oh my gosh this is so anoying all you guys are talking about is the BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUDGE 3 THE SINGING JUDGE ...25.6 Out of 30. ANNOUNCER So our next contestant is...Rachel. RACHEL I made butter cupcakes with butter sprinkles.

JUUDGE 1 Nice going with that butter flavor

RACHEL Ok all I had at my station was butter!!!!!!!!!

JUDGE 2 Texture on the other hand great butter texture.

RACHEL Thanks. YOU KNOW I ONLY HAD BUTTER WHERE EVER I LOOKED AT MY STATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUDGE 3 THE SINGING JUDGE These cupcakes are really suga...ry la la la la la la oh sorry agian you got a... RACHEL SAME THING AS THAT MARK GUY. All I had was BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUDGE 3 THE SINGING JUDGE 24.4 Out of 30

ANNOUNCER And that the end of the show and our two contestant both got 2.5k!!! THE END

The Town of Snake Therapists

by Freya, age 14, California

In a squished little town, there lived a bunch of snakes. If you were a therapist in that town, you were basically a god. All the current therapists were fired, so there was a new election. The snakes were arguing on who to elect, when a comet came and destroyed the town. They had to work together to rebuild the town with scarves. They realized they don’t need a monarchy of therapists and that all jobs are important.

Story Spark

Oliver, who wrote “Now We’re Cooking With Butter" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write us a story about a game show. The game show is kinda like a normal game show? But there’s also something about it that is very weird. Make sure to tell us what weird thing is going on with the game show, who the contestants are, who the host of the game show is, and most of all, what weird thing do you get when you win?

Roll Call Stories

One Awesomely Awesome Day in Meep Land

by Lily, age 9, Connecticut
One awesomely awesome day in meep land, there was a meep called meeplymeep. Meeplymeep likes pizza and the game :jump over the cat. Meeplymeep, like most meeps has no arms and he is very green with purple dots. Once on a Sunday meeplymeep wanted to learn how to play clarinet so he can join the MAGIC MEEPYS BAND!!!!!!!! He told his friend meepmoopy but she thot he was crazy. ’’we have no hands meeplymeep! You can’t do that! Meeplymeep was sad that no one understood him. “don’t they know that I’m going to learn magic? It’s in the band name!”. On that Sunday, that magical Sunday meeplymeep learned magic! After years and years of practicing he learned how to use magic to play clarinet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “finally, I can both use magic and play clarinet!!!!!!!” And after that he played many games of jump over the cat and ate pizza and most of all meeplymeep lived meeply ever after with his friends and clarinet. The end. (Also he did join the band)

The Haunted Dishwasher

by Phoebe, age 6, Arkansas
Once upon a time there was a Mom, and she washed two straws. When she opened the dishwasher, it came out with three! She had to wash them, so she put more, and more in, so she could wash them. And there kept being more and more straws! They had to do something, because their house was filling up with straws! They thought that the dishwasher was haunted. So, they tried to cast a spell on it. "Alakee, alakazoom! Make there be less straws!" The spell was supposed to take away all the straws. But, instead of taking away straws from the dishwasher, this spell actually made there be 1000 more straws every time you washed them. And their house was filled up with straws and the family ran away, and never saw their house again.

The End.

Alive Furniture

by Frank, age 8, Ohio

Run, run, run for your lives!
The furniture, the furniture’s alive!

The couch’ll eat you if you sit on him.
The barstool’ll give your pants a trim.

If you open the fridge, he’ll make you into ice.
If you watch TV, he’ll turn you into lice.

The hot tub — if you take a soak,
he’ll burn you alive
or at least give you heat stroke.

The carpet will roll you up,
And the trash can will give you a really big scare.

The kitchen table — he’ll eat your food from a cup,
The fan — he’ll slice you to shreds with scissors, his favorite pair.

The coffee maker’ll pour boiling water on your head,
And just like I said…

The furniture, the furniture, the furniture’s alive!
Run, oh run, oh run for your lives!

the battle of the snacks

by William, age 10, Montana
Once, a long time ago the two kinds of snacks healthy snacks and sugary snacks were united. but then two kids started eating the sugary snacks but not the healthy snacks (because who needs healthy stuff right?) before the last sugary snack was eaten he yelled"avenge me!!!!!!!!!!" and then the healthy snacks grabbed swords and started attacking the kids and the kids mother told them"make sure to eat the healthy snacks" the healthy stuff screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" but fortunately the kids refused and their mother said "then i'm going to sell your pet lion" and the kids said "okay" so their mother sold their lion to a zoo but the kids pressed a secret button that said "lion rain" and lions started to rain from sky and the lions ate all the healthy snacks. THE END

I Never Knew Tacos Were So Good!/Goats To Go

It’s harvest season for the Story Pirates and Lee plans a huge feast. Featuring two new stories: “I Never Knew Tacos Were So Good,” a story about one dog’s relentless pursuit to make her best bunny friend try a new food, written by Annabelle, a 10 year old from Florida, and “Goats To Go,” a story about a peculiar business that specializes in goaten wanderlust, written by a 10 year old from Massachusetts named Charlie. 

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I Never Knew Tacos Were So Good!

by Annabelle, age 10, Florida

I Never Knew Tacos Were So Good
Remy: “Here, try a taco Fifi.”
Fifi: “Oh no!”
Remy: “Why not? Just try one, I know you’ll like it.”
Fifi: “NO way Jose, I am not going to touch that thing!”
Remy: “Come on Fifi, you’ll love it. I promise. Please Fifi, try it!”
Fifi: “ Nope, not one lick!”
Remy: “Come on Feebers *, just one. Please?”
Fifi: “I’ve already said no Remy, now stop trying.”
Remy: “ I will NOT give up trying to get you to eat this taco! Besides, it’s all beef!
Fifi: “Yuck, Remy!”
Remy: “Please Feefers!”
Fifi: “No Remy, quit it!”
Remy: “Fifi, please, please, please, I depend on you eating this taco!”
Fifi: “Oh, all right Remy. Fine, I’ll try it.”
Munch, crunch, munch!
Fifi: “WOW! I love this! Remy I can’t believe that I never tried this.”
Remy: “I know, right? Aren’t they amazing?”
Fifi: “I NEVER KNEW TACOS WERE SO GOOD!!!!”

Remy and Fifi together: “Remember, to always try new things!”

*Fifi is a bunny with lots of nicknames
btw, Remy is a dog.

Goats To Go

by Charlie, age 10, Massachusetts

READ HERE!

Story Spark

Annabelle, who wrote “I Never Knew Tacos Were So Good!" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write us a story about talking trees. Tell us what the trees say to each other, and what they wish the humans would understand. Why do they feel so misunderstood? And what if one day, a child could understand them, even if the other grown-ups couldn’t?

Roll Call Stories

The Case of the Invisible People

by Dixie, age 9, Iowa
One day detective Shep was walking to work and then he bumped into something, but he couldn't see what he bumped into. So he continued walking to work, and then he heard a voice and he looked around, but he saw nothing! Then he said "Doctor Dixie must be up to something!" Then he started heading to her laboratory, when he got there he heard her CACKLING! Then he said "what are you up to?!?!" she replied "turning people... INVISIBLE!! muhahahah!!!" Detective Shep said "STOP IT! or ELSE!!" She said...... "NOOOOO!!!!" Detective Shep attempted to use his special Ninja power, but she pulled a LEVER and glue came out of a monstrous tube, and covered him from head to toe. He was stuck!!! THEN Detective Shep summoned an enchanted drooling cow named Johanna. The cow licked away the glue, and freed Detective Shep! He promptly handcuffed Doctor Dixie, before leaving her laboratory he found the lever labeled "uninvisible" and returned everyone to normal. Doctor Dixie spent the first of many nights in JAIL! The End

The Poem of Poems

by Diya, age 8, California

Poems can be all shapes and sizes. Colors and textures. A poem can go up or down. Left or right. It can make you feel sad, or it can make you feel glad. A poem can melt your heart, like ice cream, or make it rage like fire. It can express your feelings in a whole new way. It can cause friendships to happen. It can make you realize things. Poems are like smiles in a bottle. They make you feel good inside.

The Endless Rope

by Finn, age 6, Minnesota

Once upon a time there was a family called the Graves and they see this map in a bottle that came from a pirate shipwreck. They were taking a cruise on a cruise ship and they saw this mysterious bottle that was above where the shipwreck was in the water. They pulled it out with a rope, and then they took the cork off the bottle, and then they looked at the treasure map. And then, the cruise ship got where it was gonna go. They started to look for the treasure chest that held the endless rope.
On their journey they had to fight a group of lightning zombies. When the zombies put up their arms lightning would shoot out. The only way to protect themselves were shields they made from magical wood in the nearby forest.
They went on the treasure hunt and came to a whirlpool. They built an airplane to cross it using the magic wood from their shields.
They flew around and then they found the treasure on the other side. They threw the rope up through the clouds and it stretched up up up up up up up up up up until it hooked around something in the sky.
Then they started to climb up the rope. It took two years to get to the top. At the top of the rope they saw it connected to Jupiter.
Someone was on Jupiter and it was MORE LIGHTNING ZOMBIES!
So, they cut the rope and fell down down down down down.
They landed on a trampoline and bounced back up up up up up up up up and then they fell down down down down down onto a crash pad that was left behind from an old abandoned gymnastics place.
Then they took apart their plane and turned it into a car to drive back to the cruise ship. Once they got there they found the cruise ship in another whirlpool so they turned around. The whirlpool pulled them in anyway. The ship was safe.
When they went back home they took their magic wood car and put it back in their new place.
On their way into the garage the car fell into a big hole so they had to turn it back into an airplane.

They flew back out .
They landed the plane.
They turned it back into a car.
And they went home.

Fainting/Madame Louis Garbatolle (feat. Jessica Lowe)

The Story Pirates encounter their very first tarot tarantula (Jessica Lowe). Featuring two new stories: “Fainting,” a story about a talking hotel room, written by Joey, a 10 year old from New York, and “Madame Louis Garbotolle,” a story about two idiosyncratic siblings who learn to love each other, written by a 13 year old from California named Emmy. 

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Fainting

by Joey, age 10, New York

Madame Louis Garbatolle

by Emmy, age 13, California

Madame Louis Garbatolle used to be an angelic and beautiful little girl, born into the middle class and content with her life. She was born to a man called Timothy Bakery and a woman named Johann Bachinchickenleaven, but Johann left Timothy when Louis was born because Timothy made her a sour baguette as a “Congrats! You did it!” gift. Johann left Timothy and wee little Louis. Not long after, Timothy married a woman named Dina Garbatolle. Dina doted on Louis like her own, giving her gifts like funny-shaped teething rings and baby sweets.
“Dina,” Timothy protested. “You’re going to spoil the kid!”
“Oh, nonsense, Tim,” Dina giggled, bopping Louis on the nose. “She’s an angel! She’ll never be spoiled!” But Dina had another child - a boy the same age as Louis, who was adopted from a foster child. His name was Hickory, and he loathed Louis for stealing his mother. He’d spit milk onto her face to make her cry, he’d wail around her while she was sleeping, and he did his best to make her baby life miserable.

One fateful day on Louis’s spring break, Timothy Bakery arrived at home three hours early, whooping like a bee-stung kangaroo.
“DINA!” he yelled, picking her up in a hug and twirling. “I DID IT!”
“Whoa, Tim!” Dina yelped, swatting at his smile but beaming herself. “What in the world has gotten into you? Is it your avocado allergy? I told you to stay away from the guacamole!”
“Do I look like I’m dying, Didi?” Timothy howled, putting her down and dancing around the kitchen. “No, I’ve never felt more ALIVE!” Dina put her hands on her hips and frowned, her red lips pursing and her groomed eyebrows dipping dangerously.
“I told you YEARS ago to not call me Didi,” she observed. “But what is, won't you tell me?”
“I won the Big-O-Ginormous-That’s-A-Lot-Of-Money-Come-Win-Y’all Lottery!” Timothy crowed, waving a ticket no bigger than a butter knife. He yelled upstairs, “Louis! Hickory! Come down here you five-year-old wonders!” Louis poked her head out of her door, her adorable face shining at seeing her beloved father. She scrambled to the stair rail and slid down to the ground floor as Hickory stuck his own square-shaped head out of the oak door.

Where Louis was cherub-like and soft, Hickory was blocky and thick. They were opposites in both appearance and personality.
“Daddy!” young Louis squealed, barreling into him and knocking the wind out of his bony chest. “I can’t believe it wow you’re home this is awesome!”
“You know what’s even more awesome?” Timothy said, tousling her golden-blonde pigtails. “Your daddy just won two-hundred-million billion dollars!” You could have heard a tardigrade snap its fingers. Hickory had stopped on the stairs with one pudgy hand on the railing and one foot suspended in midair. Louis froze with a confused look on her face, which looked strange with her chubby cheeks. Dina put a slender hand on her chest and promptly fainted with a pain-filled moan.
“What do you mean, two hundred million billion dollars?!” Hickory demanded as Louis squealed, “WHATWHATWHATWHAT?!”
“Timothy,” Dina mumbled, pulling herself up. “Two-hundred-million-billion dollars is too much. Our bank can’t hold that-”
“Who said anything about the filthy Harrison and Cousins Twice-Removed bank?” Timothy demanded, bounding around like a ballerina. “They can stuff their face in a camel for all I care!”
“Language, Timmy!” Dina gasped, her hand still protecting her heart like a shield against a dagger.

This is how the Bakerys and the Garbatolles made a fortune. Louis Bakery became Louis Garbatolle, noticing that her stepmother’s name sounded more like a rich person’s. The family moved to LA but bought multiple houses in many countries - like a vacation cabin in Siberia, an adobe home in Cairo, and even a casa in Buenos Aires. These were the Garbatolle-Bakery’s vacation homes, but they never went on vacation, because the kids didn’t have any schools to take a vacation from! They were tutored by the world’s greatest at home, but they could skip their meetings if they pestered Timothy enough. Tim bought the largest property in 49 states (not bigger than the White House, of course). He also hired 27 maids, 6 butlers, 7 professio

Story Spark

Joseph, who wrote “Fainting" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Kids: write a story about a character that goes to NASA. What is their special mission at NASA? Do they get to go to space? And if so, how do they feel about that?

Roll Call Stories

Caterpillar in an Obstacle Course

by Townes, age 4, Canada
A long long time ago, there was a slight chill in the air. It was really good for making an obstacle course for a caterpillar. After the obstacle course was finished a tiny caterpillar jumped on. Then the caterpillar started walking around the obstacle course. He walked all the way over to the machine on the obstacle course and then he started to go inside the machine and then – the machine took off! The machine was about to hit the obstacle course, but then its train wheels popped out from the bottom, and it quickly sped along the tracks. It was about to go zooming into the end of the obstacle course, but first it went looping around the loopty looper, and it went really fast in a circle. The tiny caterpillar was still on the machine, and something happened, the train wheels went in and it hit the ending of the obstacle course. The caterpillar crawled up into the Virginia Creeper patch and it saw it’s friends and that is the ending of the story.

My Pen Ran Out of Ink!

by Rosaria, age 8, New Jersey

The Abstract Thunderstorm

by Jackson, age 13, Virginia

The abstract tornado and the metaphor thunderstorm-

Jerry- Ahh what a beautiful rainy day it is outside… Ahhhhh! Mom Dad come quick! Its raining cats and dogs! Cricket- chirp chirp chirp

Dad HAhahahahahahha Your very funny Jerry and omygoodness its raining cats and dogs!

Jerry- Can we keep one? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezz?

Mom No! Who know if they’re aliens or whatnot. Jerry Whoa!!! I’m being crowd surfed by cats and dogs!

Dad Ok. Ill call 911. Rats! No answer! All of a sudden, a cat came up to Jerry.

Cat Think very hard

Jerry Okay….. Ouch! I got hit by a brain falling from the sky!

Cat Yes it is a brain storm

Jerry Okay maybe I can kill 2 birds with one stone by finding the origin of this problem and save myself.

Bird 1 Tweeeeeet!

Bird 2 Twwweeeeet!

Jerry Oh no! bird watch out! There is a boulder falling from the sky about to hit you !

\Thud/

Rest in peace little sparrows. Omygoodness it’s a abstract tornado. Its gonna cost me an arm and a leg to do this. Ahh! There goes my arm and leg!

Cat for too long we live a sorrowful life because of this tornado

Jerry that was so heart felt. Ouch! I got hit in the face with a heart made of felt! I know how to solve this! I wish the world to be as still as a 1000000lbs boulder in a crater in the ground, And as silent as a mouse. Ahh. Every thing is back to normal. Wait I cant move! And why am I whispering. Oh well. The end.

The Marshmallow Business

by Josie and Annabelle, age 9, Oklahoma

The Marshmallow Business Once upon a time, there were 2 girls named Annie and Josie. They LOVED marshmallows. One day, they came up with a plan. “We’ll tell everybody that we’re collecting marshmallows for the candy shops,” said Annie. “And then we’ll eat them all,” said Josie. One year later. “We finally built our own marshmallow shop,” they both said. After a few hours they got a surprising customer “Oh, Harry Styles, how many marshmallows would you like to donate?” said Annie. “Oh, 5,487” said Harry. Five minutes later: “Bye Harry Styles!” said Josie. “Let’s eat all the marshmallows!!!! num num num num “Oh, I have an idea,” said Josie, “we should say we won’t take the marshmallows unless they give us $200.” “Great idea! I’ll call Harry Styles,” said Annie Five minutes later: “I got the $200!” said Annie. “Great,” said Josie. “Oh, hi Mrs Ayres, hi Mrs. Wuestenfeld, hi Mrs. Payne, hi Ms Deal! How many marshmallows would you like to donate?” said Annie. “We need $200 with each batch of marshmallows,” said Josie “Ok, here’s your marshmallows and money, bye,” said the teachers. “Let’s eat all the marshmallows!!!” they both said, num nu.. ”Sorry girls I forgot my - CREDIT CARD!” said Ms Deal. “RUN!!!!!!” they both said. They ran to the place where rockets take off and they blasted off to Mars! Once they got there they sang “marshmallows, marshmallows, marshmallows, marsh” - “uh Annie?”

The Left Side of Time/The New Food: Fitix vs. Mosquito (feat. Oscar Montoya)

Peter and Lee discover an ancient cookie temple and its guardian (Oscar Montoya). Featuring two new stories: “The Left Side of Time,” a trippy journey through the far reaches of the imagination, written by Mira, an 11 year old from Tennessee, and “The New Food: Fitix vs. Mosquito,” two wacky stories that are smushed into one, written by a 6 year old from Iowa named Bennett. 

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The Left Side of Time

by Mira, age 11, Tennessee
Dig through the left side of time:
Run through the palace of rhyme,
Seeing the sights and lighting the lights,
Smelling the sea in the pile of dirt;
Wind on your way, pick up a blue shirt;
Fly with the eagles and fly with the stars;
Two miles north and hit Mars;
Smell like a cowboy and head west,
Singing the song of the challenger dress;
Go backwards and hit the palace of rhyme,
Now go through that hole in the left side of time

Fitix vs. Mosquito

by Bennet, age 6, Iowa

Welcome back to the bug wipeout. This time a Fitix will face a mosquito. Wait, wait, wait. a FItix and a mosquito fighting? That's so weird. It's OK John. They like always fight. No, no, no. They often fight every day, said John. To be continued...
Hey! I'm going to the park! Oh no! Mosquitos!
THE END

Story Spark

Mira, who wrote “The Left Side of Time" is presenting this week's Story Spark!

Write us a story about going back in time. Make up a brand new character in your imagination who goes back in time to see or change something they did a long time ago. What happens when they try to change the past?

Roll Call Stories

Mixed Up Meals

by Evelyn, age 8, Pennsylvania

READ HERE

Why You Should Never Put Goldfish Up High

by Tristan, age 6, Washington

The Ship

by Esmae, age 4, Virginia

Once upon a time, there was a boat setting sail in the sea with a person on it. She was so brave. And she was a brave puppy. She could really, really bark so loud, “BARK, BARK, BARK!” She barked so loud into space. And aliens comed in. And then she saw aliens and she got off the ship. Swim swim swim. Then got on land, closed the door, locked it, and goed inside. “RUFF, RUFF, RUFF! UHH! Alien spaceships are outside! Oh no!” She telled her Mom, “Mom! There’s alien spaceships outside!” “Don’t go outside!” said Mom. She didn’t go outside. She eated the picnic inside and then she had a relaxing day. And they were so so so so great. In one second, she was sleeping at night time and she heard something opening the door and nothing was there. She looked downstairs, but nothing was downstairs. She looked in Mommy’s bedroom, but she didn’t see anything. The doggy looked upstairs and downstairs, but nobody was there. OH NO! That’s the end.

The Dinosaur That Did Karate

by Greyson, age 8, California

The Dinosaur named Metal Jaw took a karate class and got a black belt right away. Metal Jaw was happy that he got a black belt but he was confused. It usually goes white belt, then yellow belt, then orange belt, then purple belt, then blue belt, and then black belt. The teacher named Greyson forgot. Metal Jaw asked why and Greyson said he forgot. So Greyson got in trouble. bububuuuuuuu (trouble sound) the teacher Greyson got back to white belt but he knew all of the karate moves so he got his black belt back very fast. Metal Jaw is now his favorite student. ROAR!! Dinosaurs are honest at Karate. The End.