My Life as a Writer 

I wasn't much of a writer until last school year. I had honors and this gave me the chance to excel in writing. I did not like writing as much as I do now Because of the contests it has motivated me too write more and be more creative in my writing. I want to set a goal of getting the honors class in language arts next year.  I am so grateful for the chance to have a teacher like Mrs. Robins this year.  

                                        Too Much Candy                                       

" Ugh. I think I ate too much Halloween candy." was something I would never say. Something that does sound like me is, "I need more Halloween candy."  In my opinion, there is never enough of anything that is sweet. Here is a reason parents should give out more candy on Halloween, children will cause World War Three.  There is a chain reaction which causes this. First things first, parents start handing out veggies (or also known as the devil's fruit.) out for Halloween. After, the children will go bonkers for something that has flavor. They will start robbing Willy Wonka for some chocolate, then they rob Hershey chocolate company.  Willy Wonka and Hershey will team up against the children by shutting down the companies. The whole reason the parents decided to give out veggies was to keep the candy to themselves, so they call the President. The President needed to have that candy to survive, running the nation takes a lot out of him so he needs candy to give him joy in his life.  So the President said, "I need that candy lets tell them to start it back up or we need need to give them something they can't resist, new customers."  They agree and send the children to China. The Chinese won't know what to do with them. So they took matter into their own hands and started War to send them back. In conclusion, children don't get enough candy and if things get worse then bam, World War Three.  I've warned you now to prevent bad things from happening. So take a stand and give more candy.

My experience in the Old Bosworth Masion

One Day when I was going in front of the old Bosworth mansion, I remember that there where rumors about the old Bosworth mansion was haunted by ghost and other strange things that no one had ever seen, which special teenager didn't believe because it didn't make sense so then I decide to take a look inside the mansion to see if whether the rumors where real or not, I started climing the wall with out anybody noticing. I was starting to walk to the front door, got in and started to take a look inside the mansion at first everything look normal nothing happened didn't hear any sound, but the more I got deeper I started to hear things then I felt a cold chill coming down my spin, when that happen I knew that something was wrong and I had to go but I didn't leave I told my self that maybe someone was there pranking at me, I kept going until I saw a shadowy figured far away , at that moment I knew I had to run and get out, I started to run, luckily I got out the mansion with out any scratches on my body, since that night, I have never been near that masion.

Halloween Short Story

One night, I was walking through the woods, all alone, with no one in sight. As I was walking, I thought I saw a person, so I went up to them. When I got there, it wasn't a person, it was just a statue. I then noticed I was in a graveyard. There had to be at least a thousand graves there. It started to become foggy and I couldn't see very well. I then heard something, but it was just an old crow. I couldn't stand the place. I had to leave. I turned around to leave but couldn't see the exit because of the fog. I started to look around for a way out. I noticed the sun was about to set and knew it would be even harder to see. When the sun was about to set, I could see the exit. I started to go towards it when I heard a strange noise coming from behind me. I turned around to see another statue, but it started to come towards me. It was coming closer and I heard groaning. I knew it had to be a zombie even thought I didn't believe in them. But I did then. I tried to look for something to protect myself. I found a shovel and pointed it at the zombie. I was ready to hit it when I found out it wasn't a zombie. It was my friend. He said he was heading home and lost his way and ended up in the graveyard. He tripped on a rock and hit his head and got knocked out. I told him I was glad to see him. We went toward the exit and headed home.

Halloween Story

Too Much Candy

Ugh. I think I've eaten too much Halloween candy I mumbled as I sat on my bed staring up into space regretting eating all my candy. It was a great night. Three full size candy bars, two rings, and a blinking necklace. I had no idea what was going to happen next. All of a sudden I hop up and realize my whole room was covered in lava. I struggled to hop around as one by one a piece of my room was getting devoured by the boiling lava. I managed to jump on my shoe rack and get out the door, then I realize I just stepped into a huge mess. I look around me and all I see is lions standing in a huge jungle known as my hallway. I try to open my bedroom door but soon realize its locked. "Its going to be a long night" I say out loud as if I was talking to someone. The lions seemed to get scarier and scarier. I decide to make a run for it. I'm hoping around on vines. It was almost like I was Tarzan. I finally loose them. I get to what used to be our living room but know is a national park. There is a tight rope going across a big valley. I look back and see a hungry bear standing behind me, I have two choices. Be the bears deliscious dinner or walk across the rope. I wasn't about to get eaten, so I hop onto the rope looking down and beginning to get very frightened. I walk across one foot at a time making sure I don't miss the rope and take a plunging fall to a very sad death. I was almost there and hear a voice screaming "Sammy, Sammy, Sammy", I look up and loose my balance. I fall off the tight rope and then I open my to find my mom trying to wake me up to come pass out candy to last few kids. It was just a dream! "Ok" I say while I try to think about what just happened. "NEVER AGAIN''. I walk out the door and pass out the candy being disgusted by thinking of eating another piece. "I'm never eating a piece of candy for the rest of my life".



 Halloween Story

           It was a cold and foggy Halloween night, and my friends and I decided to go Trick-or-Treating. We wanted to go to Hidden Meadows. The people at Hidden Meadows would always hand out king sized candy bars. Only one thing stood in our way, the Dark Woods. The only way to get there was to go through it. Many people have gone in to explore it, but didn't come back. Those woods are haunted by the ghost of Caroline. The story of Caroline begins about 50 years ago on Halloween. Caroline and her friends had decided they wanted to explore the woods. They came came across a little wood cabin in a huge field. They were cold and lost so, they went to go look for help. When they knocked on the door, an elderly woman answered. She had invited them in for some hot coco. The old women had poisoned them with the hot coco. The girls bodies were never found. The old lady had vanished. My friends and I needed a plan to get through the forest alive. We were starting wonder if candy was worth it. Free candy was worth it. We decided to go through the Dark Woods. We were half way through the the woods, and then we heard whispering from all around us. We all ran as fast as we could to get out of  there. We kept getting closer and closer to the light. We finally made it. We were confused at what had chased us. We finally started trick-or-treating. We had been trick-or-treating for a while now.  The last house we decided to trick-or-treat was a kind old lady giving out hot chocolate.

     Tap, tap, tap. I woke up startled because of the story my cousin told me just two hours earlier, it was about a shapeshifting monster that liked turning people into stone. Tap, tap tap. I heard it again. I looked out the window and saw a tree branch. Maybe I was just freaking out, I told myself. Monsters aren't real. All of the sudden, I heard a shuffle, stomp, shuffle, stomp. I was starting to doubt myself, maybe monsters were real. But, then I saw my dad standing in the doorway. "go to sleep," he said. "Oh well," I thought. I would;t listen to my cousin's stories again.