A Felf Story: Connected with 1st part
“A what" I asked. “A Felf” She replied. “So what is your name?” Julia asked me. “My name is Crystal, but you can call me Kristie” I said. “That’s a really cool name!” Julia said. “Wow! You’re the best thing that happened to me all day!” I said excited. “What do you mean?” Julia asked me. “Well, first there was my annoying little baby sister that lost her blanket. She was crying all night long just because of that. Mom was paying more attention to that little baby rug rat more than me complaining about boring school!” I explained. “I can feel your pain, but I bet it isn’t as bad as me with my own little baby sister!” Julia said, slumping her shoulders. “Tell me more!” I begged. I don’t think that her little story could be worse than mine! “Here, I’ll turn you into a Felf”. She turned me into a Felf. “Now, I can flash you to my home in Felf Land”. She did what she told me and with a wave of her Felf wand, we flashed to her home in Felf Land. I took a look around the room, and her room was a very small place. I saw a crib in a corner with a little baby Felf in that crib. “You see, my little sister cries ALL the time, and my mom says that I have to change her dirty diaper every day of the week, as a chore. In fact, I bet that I have to change her diaper right now” She said very glumly. She changed her sister’s dirty diaper pinching her nose to get rid of the smell in her nose. So did I. I’ve never smelled anything worse than that in my whole entire life! “That was even worse than how Ailie smells with her dirty diaper” I replied to her. “Do you feel my pain now?” Julia asked me. “Yes, and I smell your pain too!” I pretended to gag a little bit after that thought. “What was the other reason why I was the best thing of the whole entire day?” Julia asked me. “The other reason was because, school is so boring, and as we speak, I get to hate school more and more and more. I just HATE school! My mom dragged me out of bed this morning, so pretty much the whole entire day I was in a really bad mood” I explained to her. “Oh! I get it! Well let me show you outside my house into the walkways and the roads. You’ll get once I take you out there” Julia said. Julia pushed the door open to her court in Felf land. I saw a bunch of slaves pushing the handle bars. "Here are slaves that push the handle bars to make electricity for the whole entire town. Sometimes we don’t even get electricity for the T.V.s and the lights because the slaves don’t work that fast enough". Don't pay attention to the spelling errors!!!
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
A Felf Story: Part 1 of 3
Once, in the morning, I was gracefully sleeping in my soft, smooth bed. Then, I heard a big yell that popped my dream away in my head. That was my Mom, of course.
“Get out of bed lazy bones! Wake up! You don’t want to miss school!” Mom yelled. After that thought, I plopped my pillow right on my head, and tried to relax. But my baby sister, Ailie, cried so much that I couldn’t even hear my Mom yelling anymore, but my sister’s crying was even more annoyed by my sister, so I got dressed, and decided to come down the stairs. I wonder why Ailie was in a crying a fit for. My name is Crystal, hater of my little crying sister, and I HATE school, except for recess which everybody likes.
“Why is that little brat crying a fit for?” I asked Mom.
“She was crying all night because she lost her blanket. I couldn’t sleep all night either” Mom yawned. What a spoiled brat! Just because of losing her blanket, she cries all night about it. That’s my sister, a spoiled little girl.
“Can you focus on me? I really don’t want to go to school today. I have a bad feeling that today is going to be a rough day” I mumbled.
“I’ll promise you, Crystal you’ll be glad that you went to school today” Mom replied. I got ready for school and ran to the school bus as fast as I could. I entered the school bus, and then we were at school in no time! I went into the school.
I trudged my way through History, writing, related arts, and science. Before I knew it, the time on the clock said 11:30! That meant it was time for. . . RECESS! I was so excited, that FINALLY, it was recess! All of the 3rd graders raced out of the school and dashed to the playground. I raced along with them. We all got to the playground, and everybody did their own thing. I did my own thing too. So I decided to play soccer out in the field.
As I was playing soccer, I saw something that looked nothing at all like a strand of grass. At first I thought it was just a little teeny tiny bug, but it looked bigger than a small bug. I kept looking at it, and not paying attention to the soccer players. Eventually, I got hit by a soccer player. I drifted over to that type of figure, and I peeked behind the one blade of grass. That figure had pointy ears, and fairy wings with a touch of a light green glow to the body. I’ve never seen anything like it before!
“Who are you?” I asked the light green figure.
“Oh! You scared me!” it said.
“Oh! I’m sorry! I just wanted to know what type of creature you are and what your name is” I said.
“My name is Julia. I am really rare, because my dad was an elf, and my Mom was a fairy, so the type of creature I am is a Felf”.
“Get out of bed lazy bones! Wake up! You don’t want to miss school!” Mom yelled. After that thought, I plopped my pillow right on my head, and tried to relax. But my baby sister, Ailie, cried so much that I couldn’t even hear my Mom yelling anymore, but my sister’s crying was even more annoyed by my sister, so I got dressed, and decided to come down the stairs. I wonder why Ailie was in a crying a fit for. My name is Crystal, hater of my little crying sister, and I HATE school, except for recess which everybody likes.
“Why is that little brat crying a fit for?” I asked Mom.
“She was crying all night because she lost her blanket. I couldn’t sleep all night either” Mom yawned. What a spoiled brat! Just because of losing her blanket, she cries all night about it. That’s my sister, a spoiled little girl.
“Can you focus on me? I really don’t want to go to school today. I have a bad feeling that today is going to be a rough day” I mumbled.
“I’ll promise you, Crystal you’ll be glad that you went to school today” Mom replied. I got ready for school and ran to the school bus as fast as I could. I entered the school bus, and then we were at school in no time! I went into the school.
I trudged my way through History, writing, related arts, and science. Before I knew it, the time on the clock said 11:30! That meant it was time for. . . RECESS! I was so excited, that FINALLY, it was recess! All of the 3rd graders raced out of the school and dashed to the playground. I raced along with them. We all got to the playground, and everybody did their own thing. I did my own thing too. So I decided to play soccer out in the field.
As I was playing soccer, I saw something that looked nothing at all like a strand of grass. At first I thought it was just a little teeny tiny bug, but it looked bigger than a small bug. I kept looking at it, and not paying attention to the soccer players. Eventually, I got hit by a soccer player. I drifted over to that type of figure, and I peeked behind the one blade of grass. That figure had pointy ears, and fairy wings with a touch of a light green glow to the body. I’ve never seen anything like it before!
“Who are you?” I asked the light green figure.
“Oh! You scared me!” it said.
“Oh! I’m sorry! I just wanted to know what type of creature you are and what your name is” I said.
“My name is Julia. I am really rare, because my dad was an elf, and my Mom was a fairy, so the type of creature I am is a Felf”.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Friend
One of my friends is the Mrs.Pokemon person. That is not her real name, but if you want to find out her name, I guess. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . You can't find out her name, because she is a friend of mine, and I do NOT want her to be exposed. Thankyou Mrs.PokemonFreak for the coment!!!!! I needed more comments.
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