Henry's Room

Once there was a boy whose name was Henry. When he cleaned his room, his parents thought he did it right. But Henry had a little secret. He always stuffed everything under his bed. His parents never knew that because he was too smart to stuff everything under his bed.

One day when he was cleaning his room (stuffing stuff under the bed) his mom came in and said "Time for dinner." And then she gasped and said "Henry, what in tarnation are you doing?" Henry said "Cleaning my room." Henry's mom said "You're grounded for three months OH and clean up that room!"

Henry went outside into the garage to get shovels and rakes so he could shovel all the stuff out from under the bed. Whenever he got under there, there were mountains and mountains of clothes and stuffed animals and baby stuff. It was like a city of kids' five year old stuff. So, he went under there and started shoveling and shoveling. His mom hired scuba divers to shovel out the old wrinkled toy fish that he pushed in there that he had gotten for his birthday.

They got a backhoe to push all the stuff out of under the bed. Finally, they were almost done until they had a big problem. All the scuba divers and the backhoe vanished. It was too bad for them because they didn't get any money. Henry shoveled al the rest of the clothes and stuff out and put all the stuff away where it belonged. And he always cleaned his room right.

The End

Trip

"He, Maggie! Come on, we're going to be late for school."

"OK, I'm coming. I'm coming."

So, Maggie went to school with John and they got there right when the bell rang. Ring!! Ring!! The bell rang. John and Maggie got in their class. They had to write a report on whatever they were going to watch. They didn't know what they were foing to watch because the teacher didn't tell.

for mom

Dear Mom, Happy Mother’s Day. You are the best mom in the world. Happy Mother’s Day! Here is a poem for the best mom. *arrow pointing down*

I, THE Bleu, will explain what makes love.
It’s cupid what love contains.
It reaches. Chocolate
Becomes flowers
And then turns into kisses.

Love, Bleu

You OTTER see this.

STORM

Dear Reader,
This story is so sad that you will start to cry. To avoid trying to cry, get a box of tissue. Caution. If you start to read a sad chapter, stop until the next day. If you don't you will cry!! Now we will get back to the story.

Once there was a mother and her daughter and her pa. They lived way back in the olden days. World War I was starting. And what to their luck, they were having the war right in the forest beside their house. Their duaghter was only eight years old. Her dad was going to the war to fight the British. Her dad had promised her he would come back alive.

Twelve years later, he didn't come back. She started to cry. Her mother said, "Don't worry. Don't cry, Emily." Her name was Emily. She was now twenty years old. It was really hard for her. World War II was coming up next month.