The Shoeless Girls

 

Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. Her name was Emily, and she was eleven years old. She had run away from her parents, because she had wanted shoes, but her parents were very mean, and told her to make her own. Emily was very mad that day, and at night, when everyone was asleep in the house, Emily jumped out of the third story window. Emily would have probably plunged to the ground, hit her head on the sharp rock that was right under the window, and died instantly. But what happened was probably a miracle. Emily fell a couple feet, and suddenly floated up! Emily was so surprised, she let out a yelp that awoken the dog, which started barking like crazy. Emily pointed forward, and she started flying in the way that she wanted! Emily pointed straight forward, and she started flying the speed of sound to who-knows-where. The dog (which was Emily’s dog) broke her chain and started trying to jump over the fence. But Emily was going way too fast to be caught. Emily hooted in happiness, to be able to fly, and to be able to get away from her mean parents. Emily Suddenly felt so tired. She hadn’t had a nap for the whole day, and didn’t know how to land! Emily tried to stop flying, but she was too tired to even lift her hand up for her to see. Emily fell asleep, still flying to who-knows-where. The next morning, Emily found herself in a dense jungle, laying in the canopy of a huge mango tree. “Where am I?” Emily wondered out loud. There were a couple of deliciously ripe fruits hanging from leaves. MMMmmm. Emily picked one off, peeling off the skin with her hands, and bit into the yellow mango. Juice ran down Emily’s mouth, and she looked like a savage. The mango was so delicious, Emily almost fainted. After a couple of second, Emily had finished the mango, and the huge seed was the only thing left. There was sticky mango juice everywhere, including Emily’s hair. Emily picked mango after mango, stuffing them in her mouth. There was a huge pile of mango seeds on the jungle floor below where Emily was sitting. Emily was so sticky, that if she put her hands together, waited a couple of seconds, and tried to pull them apart, nothing would happen, except when she would lick her hands. Emily had to get out of the forest, wash herself, and see where she was. Emily remembered how she had flown away from her house and escaped the jail-like place. Emily got up onto her shoeless feet, which was really hard since she was trying to balance on a thin mango tree branch, and jumped off of it. She pointed a little bit forward, and just before she hit the even stickier pile of mango pits, she zoomed forward, and almost hit another mango tree. She was surrounded in trees! There wasn’t even a crack where Emily could squeeze out from between the trees. The only place she could get out of the place was to fly upwards, about a couple hundred feet, and then she would be out of the mango tree place. But how would she fly up? She didn’t even know how to land on the ground! But Emily tried anyways. She jumped up, and though up all the ways to fly upwards, but Emily just fell to the ground. “Humph!” Emily was mad, even madder than the maddest person in the world of maddest persons who are mad. Emily was steamed. She tried one more time, and this time, it worked! Emily was able to fly straight up into the air, clearing the mango tree line, and straight up into a huge dense cloud. It was freezing cold, and water droplets stuck to her like glue. Then suddenly, Emily had an idea! She stuck her hands even deeper into the clouds, and got them soaking wet. She rubbed them together like she was washing her hands with soap and water, and the mango stickiness came right off. She washed her arms, shoeless feet, and hair, which stuck together in sticky clumps thanks to the mango juice. Emily flew up even higher, and the water came off of her because Emily was going so fast. She shot straight up about a mile up, and looked down below. The clouds had faded away, revealing a huge island surrounded by blackish looking water. There was some red tinge to it, which made it look like blood. The island was surrounded with mango trees, Emily could tell by the shape of the leaves, but the middle of the island was bare, except for a forest here and there, and some villages. Villages! Emily stopped thinking about floating in the air, and dropped. Emily’s hair immediately felt like it was going to rip off as she fell down a ten feet a second. She was heading straight for the black water! Emily pointed in the direction of the villages, thought of floating, and slowly started slowing down. Below her, the black water made weird waves. Suddenly, there was a huge burst of bubbles from below the surface, and a humongous shark leaped above the water, and nipped at Emily’s feet.  It fell back in the water, gravity pulling it back down, but Emily screamed in fright, and zoomed off before the shark could jump up again and swallow her completely. She zoomed right over the village, where a bunch of people where crowded around a bonfire. There was a turkey over the fire, and Emily could smell the delicious smells. There was also a basket of different types of mangos sitting in the basket. So the people did eat the mangos! Then, someone spotted her, and started yelling at the people sitting around the bonfire. They too looked up, and were amazed at the sight of Emily floating over the fire. She looked down, and saw that the people were trying to jump up to get her down from the air!

 

Emily herself didn’t know how to get down from the air. Did she have to think about wanting to touch the ground? Maybe! Emily concentrated as hard as she could, yearning to touch the ground. She even started to sweat, because the temptation to touch the ground was so much. Then suddenly, Emily started to descend! The people were jumping over each other, shouting in foreign languages, trying to reach Emily. Emily decided that landing in a tree would be better, so the people couldn’t trample her. She rose a little bit in the air, and floated off to the nearest mango tree, which was a couple yards away. Emily landed in the lowest branch, which groaned and creaked under her ninety-pound weight, but it surprisingly held. Emily dropped to the soft padded ground, and the people rushed forward to meet her. “Hello! Hi!” The people who lived here didn’t understand her language, but she used her hands to speak, and they understood her. “Yah! Yah!” Some man with huge feathers on his head shouted to the people, and they backed away, leaving Emily some space to walk forward. Some older women lead Emily to a warm hut, that had some clothes and water and food in it. Emily was hungry. No, she was starving. That flying had really exhausted her, and she wanted to sleep, eat, and sleep some more.

After Emily had got dressed and stuffed with this really delicious mango, something the women called “mango chow”. It was really good, and was a little bit spicy and salty, but Emily had depleted them off the mango chow, and the women had gone to make some more, making signs with their hands, telling Emily to take a nap. They had led Emily to another empty hut, but the floor was covered in soft straw. Emily took a nap, and by the time she had woken, it was daytime. The women were right over Emily’s head, gawking at her like crows. “Gah!!!” Emily jumped up, and accidentally flew up, and made a hole in the roof, flying above the tree canopy, and into the clouds. “Opps!” Emily though to herself. She had broken the roof of the hut! Emily flew back down, and accidentally performed a backflip. Some of the people clapped and cheered, some stomping up and down in delight, thinking Emily had done it on purpose. Emily landed back on the now broken roof of the napping house. Those ladies who were standing right over her had really spooked her! Did they not understand that? Emily jumped off of the hut roof, and landed on the soft dirt floor with a bow. The people applauded her, but the ladies walked over, and dragged Emily back to the broken roof of the hut. Emily was scared, either at the fact that she would have to fix the roof, or the stranger women would get mad at her, and kick her out of their village. But the ladies were actually smiling and grinning! The one all the way to the right started making hand gestures that look like she was dancing to a song, but what Emily translated as “We really needed that hole in the roof! It was starting to get hot in the house at night, and we couldn’t figure out how to make the hut cooler! So thank you!” Emily made up some sign language that said “Your welcome! Do you have any more mango chow?” The women laughed like that was so funny, and lead Emily out of the napping hut, and walked over to another huge hut, this time, there was no roof. There were just walls, and a frame where the roof should be.

“What is this place?” Emily forgot that the people didn’t speak English, and blurted that out loud. “You speak English!?” one of the women spun around, surprised. “Yes!” Emily was super happy that someone actually spoke English. The girl was about fifteen years old, and looked about two feet taller than Emily. “My name is Emily!” Emily said. “And my name is ____”

Selling Books

Last night, we drove to Lexington. I was in trouble for throwing a shoe (That didn’t even hit her) at the brat Kiara. The shoe bounced off the umbrella, and Kiara went crying home as if I had murdered her, which I had not. I got in serious trouble for a shoe that didn’t hit Kiara. I told you, she is a little brat.

We went to the masjid, and I broke my fast. Then we prayed Magrib. Himi is a huge traitor. He went on Kiara‘s side, even though he is my little brother. I told him that if he likes Kiara so much, he should marry her. I’ll never trust Himi now on. And now I’m not even allowed near Kiara‘s house, because the big brat is now making lies about me. She even threw a knife at me, and acting like she didn’t. But a brother at the masjid said never to argue with women, because if you win the argument, you lose anyway. So next time I see the little brat, I’ll say “I’m not going to argue with babies”.

After Magrib, we ate dinner outside in the tent, and it was time to go home.  We drove around, and I saw Sister Sabura sitting on her truck. Luckily, I had brought some of my books. I walked up to her, and told her that this was my second book, and that it was ten dollars. She said that she didn’t have any money, but told me that her husband, brother Omar, did. I walked inside the masjid, and sold two Witch’s Curse books to Brother Malik, and Brother Omar. I could’ve sold more, but we had to leave. I had made $20, plus the other ten dollars that I had earned tutoring this kid named Lucas scratch! Next time we go to the masjid, I am going to sell ALL of my books at the masjid, and then I can buy my drone. And then I will not share it with Kiara or the traitor Himi. I’ll probably hook up a bucket of water

How Yllus the king ruled the world

There once lived an almighty king named Yllus, which is Sully backwards. He ruled the whole world, which was a very excruciating job. He had to make sure that U.S.A was not trying to steal any land from Canada, and that Africa was not trying to take over Mexico, and so on. Yllus had an army of five-hundred cats, each which razor sharp claws and titanium armor. If a country refused to listen to Yllus, and challenged him to a war, Yllus would simply command his cats to attack the country, but Yllus was merciful. He didn’t kill people. The cats would just order the country up, and the president of that country would be so scared, he would forget his/her anger and back down. Then Yllus would call his cats back. It was the year 5067, and humans were just starting to make colonies on Pluto. Year by year, the humans conquered each planet. The moon was first, since it was so close to the earth. Then Mars, then Neptune, then Uranus, etc. Humans had even started to live on the sun! It may seem all science fiction, but Yllus had used several heat resistant glass sheets, which were about a half mile thick, and placed it over the sun. The glass was resistant to all heat, including the sun. Now the sun had a glass covering over it, which wasn’t even hot, since the glass was half a mile thick. It actually felt cold under the people’s feet. Everything on the sun was made out of glass, so the houses couldn’t block out any light from the sun, and make earth go dark. The glass also had a specially made tint, to make the rays of the sun darker, so it couldn’t blind people. But that had gone wrong, and people just had to wear sun-glass contacts, which were sunglasses simplified into contact lenses. Yllus wanted to live on the moon, but he couldn’t, because King Yllus ruled earth. So some scientists just captured a couple gallons of moon air and put it in a special space, so air wasn’t allowed in. The moon air was released into the room, and King Yllus could actually float in the moon air, but with a special helmet of course, so Yllus could float. Yllus treasured his “moon-air-room” he called it, which he bought for a hundred thousand dollars. In his free time, Yllus would practice doing back-flips and programming in there. King Yllus was thirteen years old, super young to be the king of the world, but no one challenged him, because he was the King. The FAA had also made a rule that only applied to him, that he had a private pilot license, even though you had to wait to be fifteen for that. King Yllus knew how to fly. He could fly a Boeing 747, an Falcon fighter-jet, a Cessna, a Airbus 380, anything.

 

The Great Fight

Its Ramadan. Every Saturday, we (me and my family) go to the local masjid, to break our fast, and to eat dinner and pray Magrib. After dinner, my two brothers and I walk over to the musaluh, so we can fight the “Duh duh heads” I call them. There are four boys, which names all start with an ‘A’. Their names are:

Adnan (The soccer dude who teams up with Audil, the chum-bucket)

Arif (The sometimes-peaceful-crazy-lunatic)

Afif (The phone crazy duh duh head)

Audil (The chum-bucket)

Crazy? But they are all brothers! Adnan is Afif’s brother, and Arif is Audil’s brother. Sometimes, we play dodge-ball with them. There is another family with three boys that usually come over, and they are super-fair, but I don’t know why they don’t come, since its way more fun to play dodge-ball with them. Last time I went to the masjid, they beat me up, and broke the frame of my glasses, and I had to get new ones. I had to beat them up badly, so I could get revenge for them breaking my glasses, but I have to wait until every Saturday, because that’s when the masjid has Iftar. On Eid, they give out toys or games to the kids, but the older kids get gift-cards. I hope I get a gift-card or like three-hundred dollars. I need the money to save up for my quad-copter! Well, I really hope I get revenge. I’ll probably smash their heads in, enough to make them stay away from me. Just joking!

The raid of the fierce 1$’s

Hey, don’t stop reading this! This blog may sound real funny, but it is NOT. This should have happened to one person or another in their lifetime, including poor me. So I was outside, selling The Incredible Veggie-boys, and The Witch’s Curse. I wrote and published those two books by the way. I was saving up for a Phantom Standard 3, which was 518$, including the protection plan (I really needed that). I already had 146 phmhm! Suddenly, something jumped off of my table and onto me! It landed on my nose, and I had to go cross-eyed to see what it was. I strained to see, but I only saw a one dollar bill! I was really surprised. A one dollar bill? Suddenly, it sprouted arms and legs and started rummaging in my breast pocket! I had about a hundred dollars in there! The one dollar bill started stealing it! I was too shocked to even move! Then, after the one dollar bill had stole all of my hard earned money, it jumped off of me, and started running across the table. It was trying to get away! I had to stop it! The dollar bill dumped the dollar bills I earned in the grass, where they suddenly started forming into people! Sort of like origami. Then, they started separating into small groups, and ran into my house! I had left about a THOUSAND dollars of my saving’s account! They to formed into raiding parties, and ran out of my house. I knew that the evil guys would rule the world! They would contained every single dollar bill of the world in their group.

Death of The Quadcopter

This is a really awesome story!

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My family and me drove to Cove Springs Upper Park, so I could fly my drone. I jumped out of the car, excited to show off my quadcopter to Grandpa. I imagined him cowering under the propellers of the drone.

I ran over to the field. One side of the huge foot-ball size field was tall grass, the grass about two feet tall, land the other side was cut. I made sure not to get too close to the power-line. I took off of the grass. I was recording a video, luckily. The drone rose into the air. I should have known where the return home button was before I started flying, or how to stop the propellers. I rose about fifty feet in the air, and then did a front flip. Then I pressed the forward switch, and the quadcopter started to fly away from me! I tried to…

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Weird / Nasty Facts:

1. The longest time between two twins being born is 87 days.

2. The world’s deepest postbox is in Susami Bay in Japan. It’s 10 meters underwater.

3. In 2007, an American man named Corey Taylor tried to fake his own death in order to get out of his cell phone contract without paying a fee. It didn’t work.

4. The oldest condoms ever found date back to the 1640s (they were found in a cesspit at Dudley Castle), and were made from animal and fish intestines.

5. In 1923, jockey Frank Hayes won a race at Belmont Park in New York despite being dead — he suffered a heart attack mid-race, but his body stayed in the saddle until his horse crossed the line for a 20–1 outsider victory.

6. Everyone has a unique tongue print, just like fingerprints.

7. Most Muppets are left-handed. (Because most Muppeteers are right-handed, so they operate the head with their favored hand.)

8. It costs the U.S. Mint almost twice as much to mint each penny and nickel as the coins are actually worth. Taxpayers lost over $100 million in 2013 just through the coins being made.

9. Light doesn’t necessarily travel at the speed of light. The slowest light ever recorded was moving at is 38 mph.

10. Casu marzu is a Sardinian cheese that contains live maggots. The maggots can jump up to five inches out of cheese while you’re eating it, so it’s a good idea to shield it with your hand to stop them jumping into your eyes.

11. The loneliest creature on Earth is a whale who has been calling out for a mate for over two decades — but whose high-pitched voice is so different to other whales that they never respond.

13. The spikes on the end of a stegosaurus’ tail are known among paleontologists as the “thagomizer” — a term coined by cartoonist Gary Larson in a 1982 Far Side drawing.

14. During World War II, the crew of the British submarine HMS Trident kept a fully grown reindeer called Pollyanna aboard their vessel for six weeks (it was a gift from the Russians).

15. The northern leopard frog swallows its prey using its eyes — it uses them to help push food down its throat by retracting them into its head.

16. The first man to urinate on the moon was Buzz Aldrin, shortly after stepping onto the lunar surface.

17. In 1567, the man said to have the longest beard in the world died after he tripped over his beard running away from a fire.

18. The Dance Fever of 1518 was a month-long plague of inexplicable dancing in Strasbourg, in which hundreds of people danced for about a month for no apparent reason. Several of them danced themselves to death.

19. Vladimir Nabokov nearly invented the smiley.

20. In 1993, San Francisco held a referendum over whether a police officer called Bob Geary was allowed to patrol while carrying a ventriloquist’s dummy called Brendan O’Smarty. He was allowed.

21. Sigurd the Mighty, a ninth-century Norse earl of Orkney, was killed by an enemy he had beheaded several hours earlier. He’d tied the man’s head to his horse’s saddle, but while riding home one of its protruding teeth grazed his leg. He died from the infection.

22. The Dutch village of Giethoorn has no roads; its buildings are connected entirely by canals and footbridges.

23. A family of people with blue skin lived in Kentucky for many generations. The Fulgates of Troublesome Creek are thought to have gained their blue skin through combination of inbreeding and a rare genetic condition known as methemoglobinemia.

24. Powerful earthquakes can permanently shorten the length of Earth’s day, by moving the spin of the Earth’s axis. The 2011 Japan earthquake knocked 1.8 microseconds off our days. The 2004 Sumatra quake cost us around 6.8 microseconds.

25. The first American film to show a toilet being flushed on screen was Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho.

26. Melting glaciers and icebergs make a distinctive fizzing noise known as “bergy seltzer”.

27. There is a glacier called “Blood Falls” in Antarctica that regularly pours out red liquid, making it look like the ice is bleeding. (It’s actually oxidized salty water.)

28. In 2008 scientists discovered a new species of bacteria that lives in hairspray.

29. The top of the Eiffel Tower leans away from the sun, as the metal facing the sun heats up and expands. It can move as much as 7 inches.

30. You SHALL follow me!

 

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Death of The Quadcopter

My family and me drove to Cove Springs Upper Park, so I could fly my drone. I jumped out of the car, excited to show off my quadcopter to Grandpa. I imagined him cowering under the propellers of the drone.

I ran over to the field. One side of the huge foot-ball size field was tall grass, the grass about two feet tall, land the other side was cut. I made sure not to get too close to the power-line. I took off of the grass. I was recording a video, luckily. The drone rose into the air. I should have known where the return home button was before I started flying, or how to stop the propellers. I rose about fifty feet in the air, and then did a front flip. Then I pressed the forward switch, and the quadcopter started to fly away from me! I tried to fly the other way, but nothing worked! The quadcopter was clearly wasn’t listening to me. I tried to turn toward me, but it wouldn’t work. It must have gone past the radio range! I ran after it. There was a huge treeline that surrounded the upper park, and the quadcopter started flying toward it. I tried everything I could. The video disconnected. The drone flew over the treeline, and away from me. The battery could only last less than ten minutes, so it must have not gone far. But there was MILES of trees to travel over. I though it must have landed in a neighborhood. I wish I had put a tracking device on it, so I could track it and get the drone back. When we got home, I had looked everywhere on the park for the quadcopter, but couldn’t find it. This was my first drone flyaway. In the morning, I wrote a letter to MJX, and asked them for either a refund or a replacement drone. Now, I’m going to save up for a DJI Phantom Standard 3, because its way easier to fly. I only have to save 247 dollars more. Hopefully, I can find the drone, and send it back to the MJX company, and they will give me a refund for the drone, which was 130 dollars. Then I will only have 117 dollars to save. That I can easily accomplish by selling ten books, or by teaching my sister piano. I get 48 dollars a month. Plus, I teach a kid named Lucas scratch, 7 dollars an hour. I bet I can do this…

Quentin’s Q-tips

Quentin was nine years old, which was a really weird age, since most kids are ten and twelve. He was a boy too, and loved animals. He especially loved to play with Q-tips. Yes, the little cloth on a plastic stick you use to clean your ears. Quentin would stick them in his ears, and even go around the house, putting Q-tips in each ears of his eight cats! The cats would meow and beg  Quentin take the Q-tips out of their ears. But Quentin couldn’t hear them, because Quentin himself had Q-tips in his ears, and couldn’t hear a meow of the cats. Quentin and his family lived out in the country, way out by the edge of Mississippi, by the beach.  You just had to walk for about a minute though the hot sand, and you would be in the beach. The beach was a lovely little place, and no one swam there, so Quentin had it to himself. “I am the King of the beach!!!” Quentin would sometimes make a surfboard out of wood and stand on top of it, yelling beastly cries. He even attached some of his bed sheets to the pole that stuck up out of the crudely made surfboard, and make a sailboat. But Quentin had to be extremely careful, and not get sucked into the riptides. So to conquer that problem, Quentin’s parents had constructed a sort of wall made out of beach noodles around the area that Quentin loved to sail in. It looked like this:

Quentin's Q-tips.jpg

 

Quentin felt like the king of the world standing on his little wood raft, shouting to nobody in particular.  His parents loved little Quentin, when he would shout at the top of his lungs. They even bought him some killer whales! Quentin, who wasn’t scared of anything, tamed them within a day. He had trained them to walked on the ground, and even do flips! Quentin named the two whales Q-tip, and Tip-Q. His parents called the Killer-whales Quentin’s Q-tips, and they would play with him everyday.

Carnivorous Piano’s and Chocolate Bunnies

So I was practicing my hour of piano, Rey’s Theme from the last Star War’s movie. It sounded really cool, but the piano was un-tuned, and it didn’t sound that cool. So I moved to the electric keyboard, and started playing there. Suddenly, the keyboard erupted beneath my fingers! Middle C flew up and hit my iMac, breaking the screen. Piano keys flew everywhere. Suddenly, the black button that I usually used to change the sound of the keyboard lit up red. “Mwahahaha!” The last key flew up from the keyboard, breaking my mouse, and smashing the 1,000 dollar microphone I bought with my own money. The empty space inside the keyboard lit up white, like teeth. Some drool splashed up and spattered all over my face. “Yuck!” I shouted. Suddenly, a tooth from the piano’s mouth shot out, and punctured the screen, cracking it with a such a huge force, all of the glass fell off and piled up on my desk. “My iMac!” I was very protective off it. “I will eat every drop of grease from your grease spot!” yelled the keyboard in a very metallic voice. Suddenly, some of the chocolate bunnies I had been drawing on my drawing program, Adobe Flash, jumped out of the screen and landed on my hand! They were completely made out of chocolate, just like real chocolate bunnies. “Chocolate! I love chocolate!” The keyboard shouted. Uh oh! The piano stand that usually held the keyboard up morphed into legs, and the keyboard grinned. I flailed my arms out and ran for my life! The chocolate bunnies suddenly sprouted razor sharp teeth and started hacking at my hair! “Ack!!!!!” I shouted, but unluckily, I was HOME ALONE. I flung open the door, which hit the keyboard, and more spit flew from its mouth. “I will eat you now!” the keyboard shouted. So with chocolate bunnies hacking at my hair, which wasn’t very long anymore, and a carnivorous keyboard trying to eat me, I ran down main street. People stared at me like I was crazy or something. “Help me!” I screamed, but no one listened. Suddenly, when the chocolate bunnies had finished eating my hair, my head was bald, they jumped down from my shoulders and started pulling me toward the chocolate factory. Hmm, I wonder where they wanted me to go. I followed them, and they shut the door behind me. I was in the front of a chocolate mixer. “Me is hungry!” murmured one chocolate bunny. “Me is too!” shouted the other one. Together, they both pushed me into the chocolate mixer. “We is eat you now!” They both chanted. The mixing thingy started my way. I was chopped up into tiny little pieces, which the chocolate bunnies (I drew them mind you) ate my chopped pieces. Then I woke up.