"There are some huge rats in the walls by the sound." Mr. Giffledork never slept in that raggedy, groaning room. Later the next day, he saw two huge rat sized holes in the refrigerator's metal door, and it looked as if it had been visited by massive rats that did not have all their teeth. He inspected the holes in the frig. Then there was a horrible cracking noise, and a dead-looking rat ambled into view. Mr. Giffledork screamed a scream as high pitched as a small girl and froze. The rat climbed his leg then chest, chewed his neck until his head fell off, then morphed its back legs and tail into a very skinny neck and attached itself to where Mr. Giffledork's head used to be.
To be continued...
OK, to cheer you guys up, I have a funny story. I hear you say "Phew!" Hahaha!
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A PINE CONE
Hello, my name is Spike. I am a pine cone. What I am going to tell you is my autobiography. When Josephine (my mom, the pine tree), gave birth to our batch of brothers and sisters, we little ones had high hopes of winning our little war against the evil squirrels that were sure to come.
Once I grew up and was a middle-aged pine cone, mom announced that there was an army of three squirrels attacking. Our first battle! One of the squirrels went for my branch! He ran ready to leap over me and attack my riper sister, Point. The squirrel jumped. I stretched my little talons as high as I could, and caught onto the squirrel's foot. He squeaked and ran away. I had saved my sister, Point!
I saw old Grandpa Tip from the tree next door, drop from his tree and land on a squirrel's tail. "Nice one!" I called to Grandpa. He winked at me and I smiled. My mom called up her old ally, Wind, and he came and blew one of Mom's branches into the last squirrel. We had won the battle!
Unfortunately, we had gotten the squirrels mad, so when I was older, they attacked again in greater numbers. Five squirrels attacked that day, marching slowly up to the tree. Right then, I had this prickly feeling that told me to launch myself from the tree.
To be continued...
Jacob
That was really awesome Yacob! Both were super funny (even though the first one was kind of freaky :)). I also liked how you gave the pine cones names!! They totally fit!
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Jacob, considering I fear rats, I do not like your story! I do NOT like rats that "visit" refrigerators or climb human limbs...or "AMBLE!" You have chilled me with this one. I love your pine cone story! I love their perspective on the war they wage with squirrels! "Batch" of brothers and sisters is a clever way of referring to the family of pine cones! It kind of reminds me of Wizard of Oz when the trees start throwing their apples! It's hilarious! My favorite line: "I had this prickly feeling..." You're clever, Jacob! :) And I can tell you had fun with these two! Carolyn
ReplyDeletePlease this is life and death on the line do not ever write a story about rats again! That was ligitementaly scary.
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"I had this prickly felling to launch myself from the tree.". Hahahhahahah Great story (again) ;)
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