Here's an old story. Read it again if you want to.
Once upon a time there lived a boy who dreamed of flying. He was only six, but he had great plans in his mind. He would say, "Flying. It's so wonderfully magical!"
One day, his mother was planning to go grocery shopping. "Robert," (for that was the boy's name) "I'm going out. I have arranged for you a baby-sitter, so be good." Robert smiled innocently and said, "Yes, Mummy-wummy." His mother smiled and gave Robert a kiss.
The doorbell rang. Robert's mother went to the door and opened it. "Oh, Carlie, Thank goodness you are here." Carlie the baby-sitter smiled and went in. "You know what to do Carlie. The numbers are here so call me if anything happens. Mr. Frason will be back at around two o'clock." Carlie nodded and Robert's mother went off.
Robert sighed. "I wish I could fly." Carlie giggled. "Oh, Robbie, you know that flying isn't easy." Robert scratched his cheek. "I know, it's just- I wish I could go to Mars, and see if there is any life on it. Or, or, follow the birds when they migrate south. Or something." Carlie smiled, amused. "Isn't it so wonderful?" Robert asked. "Robert, how about some ice cream?" she said, trying to change the subject. Robert shook his head. "I just want to fly." he said stubbornly. Carlie sighed. "Oh, Robert. There is more to life than just flying. Many people had great lives without ever flying." Robert was silent. Then with a cry he ran to his room.
"Robert, were you a good boy when Carlie was here?" Mr. Frason (Robert's Father) asked. Robert didn't say a word. "Robbie, darling?" Mrs. Frason said, worriedly. Robert burst out in tears. "I wanna FLY!!!!!!!" Mr. Frason buried his face in his hands. "Why is he so intent on flying?" he asked no one in particular. Mrs. Frason hugged Robert. "Why do you want to fly?" she asked gently. Robert wiped his eyes. "I want to see the sky really near. I want to touch the sky. I want to hug a cloud." he said finally. Mr. Frason was getting wary. "Hug a cloud??" he asked in disbelief. Mrs. Frason tried to hide a smile. Mr. Frason got up and shook his head. "Why in the world does the boy want to hug a cloud?" he muttered under his breath.
Many weeks passed. It was almost Robert's seventh birthday, but still he kept on wanting to fly. One day, Mr. and Mrs. Frason visited Mrs. Frason's sister, Fran and her husband James. They had coffee and they were talking to each other. Soon, the conversation turned to Robert. "Oh, Fran, It's almost Robert's birthday and he still wants to fly." Fran and James laughed. "Fly, Darla?" Fran asked. Mrs. Frason smiled and nodded. James chuckled. "Why in the world does he want to fly?" he asked. Mr. Frason laughed. "Oh, He wants to touch the sky and hug a cloud." Fran giggled. Then she had an idea. She was an interior designer and she had thought of a marvelous plan to help the Frasons'. She told the Frasons' her plan. Mrs. Frason clapped her hands in delight. "Oh, that would be very good. But where would we get the money?" Fran smiled. "Don't worry about it. It will be our birthday present to him."
Robert was sent to his grandmother's to stay, because now the Frason's were very busy. He came home on his birthday and his parents had a wonderful surprise for him. Robert ran to his room. Was it a pet? Or an airplane? He opened the door to his room and gasped. His walls were painted blue and there were puffs of white on it. He had a new bed. It was blue with clouds all over. He had some new toys, from his other aunts and uncles, airplanes, sky themed finger puppets and bird soft toys. He climbed onto his bed and gave a cry of delight. His bedsheet was in a sky theme and the quilt had pictures of airplanes and clouds. But his favorite surprise was his pillows. They were shaped as clouds and they were so soft. Then Robert hugged the cloud. His bed was so comfortable. He snuggled down and fell asleep.
An attempt to make you laugh
Once upon a time there was a small boy that lived in Pluto. He loved singing and dancing. One day, as he was singing and sprinkling Pluto dust around, he was careless and some of the dust fell into his eyes.
He screamed so loudly that the family living on Neptune almost flew over and struck him down. Unfortunately, the Pluto dust settled into his eyes and the boy became partially blind. He fell onto the hard Pluto ground and received a concussion.
He lay there, not thinking about anything. After awhile, he groaned and got up. His head throbbed and his eyes were hurting like crazy.
He walked around and without knowing where he was going, he stepped onto a sleeping meteoroid. The meteoriod thought his commander was calling him to destroy earth. He flew off and the boy grabbed hold.
The meteoroid saw him and became furious! He went faster and plunked right on top of Weirndosia's famous stone monument of Lady Ursula of the land. Lady Ursula's head fell off and the boy rolled off her parasol.
His head was spinning. He screamed again and ran into the nearest alley. He hid under a garbage tank and wondered where he was.
He rocked himself and started to cry. Then miraculously, his tears cleared away the Pluto dust. He looked around and gasped.
He was terribly scared. He ran to the street and then a car hit him. The man in the car pressed the horn and then braked. He jumped out of the car and went to the boy. But he was already dead.
He screamed so loudly that the family living on Neptune almost flew over and struck him down. Unfortunately, the Pluto dust settled into his eyes and the boy became partially blind. He fell onto the hard Pluto ground and received a concussion.
He lay there, not thinking about anything. After awhile, he groaned and got up. His head throbbed and his eyes were hurting like crazy.
He walked around and without knowing where he was going, he stepped onto a sleeping meteoroid. The meteoriod thought his commander was calling him to destroy earth. He flew off and the boy grabbed hold.
The meteoroid saw him and became furious! He went faster and plunked right on top of Weirndosia's famous stone monument of Lady Ursula of the land. Lady Ursula's head fell off and the boy rolled off her parasol.
His head was spinning. He screamed again and ran into the nearest alley. He hid under a garbage tank and wondered where he was.
He rocked himself and started to cry. Then miraculously, his tears cleared away the Pluto dust. He looked around and gasped.
He was terribly scared. He ran to the street and then a car hit him. The man in the car pressed the horn and then braked. He jumped out of the car and went to the boy. But he was already dead.
The crown princess
Here is a story I wrote a few years ago. I edited it a little just now so that it wouldn't sound so weird. Here goes...
Once there was a princess called Nina. She was the heir to her throne. And she was to marry Prince Eugene.One day she went for a walk with Prince Eugene. The day was beautiful, For it was the first day of spring.
Birds sang, flowers blossomed, butterflies fluttered, frogs hopped. Nina and Eugene thought it was fantastic. "I wish I could stay all day." Nina said dreamily. "Mm-hm. Its wonderful out." Eugene murmured.They held hands and walked around. Then they walked out.
The next day, they went out again. But they went in deeper. Suddenly they were surrounded by nine Oryers. Nina’s heart pounded. Eugene drew his sword and killed 4 Oryers. Blood splattered. Nina screamed. "Quiet!" Eugene yelled. Nina stopped. Suddenly, more Oryers came and surrounded them. Eugene fought and fought. At last, the Oryers left. Eugene was badly wounded.
TWO MONTHS LATER...
The romantic couple went for a walk again. Then they were surrounded by Oryers again. Nina then remembered what happened the other time. She pushed Eugene away and fought. The Head Oryer then ripped off her leg. Nina screamed.
"Go Eugene!" Eugene hesitated, then ran off. "I shall get help, Nina!" he called anxiously. Blood poured out of the place Nina's leg was. Nina was covered in blood. She started crying. Then she was unconcious. The Oryer then killed Nina. Blood flew in all directions. Each Oryer had blood splattered on their faces. They wiped it off, then spat on Nina. Then the Oryers cleaned her and cut her into 20 pieces. They washed up and then ate her for dinner.
~THE END~
The mermaid
“Jacqueline! Come here!” I sighed and ran toward my house. “Yes, Mother?” I asked. Mother came to me and pulled me by the ear. “What were you doing,” she asked. “When you were supposed to do your homework?” I pulled away from Mother’s grasp. “Mother… I am terribly sorry. Father called me to--”
“Excuses, excuses. Jacqueline, Stop talking like a character in a fairytale. This is the twenty first century for goodness sake. Stop calling me ‘Mother’. It is so embarrassing. Just be like those children that call their mothers ‘Mum’. ” I nodded. Mum shook her head and went into the kitchen.
“Antoinette! Do your homework with Jacqueline!” Antoinette came down and stuck out her tongue at me. Antoinette is my older sister. She is stuck up and mean. She hates me sometimes, but I don’t care. Sometimes we team up against my oldest brother Frederick. He has a lot of girlfriends. Personally, I don’t think those girls have good taste.
All of us have nicknames. I’m Jaci, Antoinette is Toni, and
Anyway, Fred came down and flipped back his long hair. He does that to attract girls. “Gross.” Toni and I said in unison. I glared at her. She stuck out her tongue at me. “Loser!” I said to her. Then she pushed me. “Break it up, girls!” Fred ordered. I looked at Toni. She nodded. Then we both lunged for Fred.
He screamed and we started bruising him. Mum came in. “Girls!!” she shouted. I got up and brushed myself. “Punishment,” Mum said. I groaned. “All of you have to camp on the beach at
I felt my stomach do a turn.
At exactly 10:00 p.m., we walked onto the beach. I shivered. Fred built a fire and we warmed up next to it. Next we helped Fred set up the tent. I gulped as the wind howled. “This is too harsh a punishment.” Toni said, opening a can of already prepared tuna. I opened my can and Fred opened his. We ate silently. Then I climbed into the tent and wriggled into my sleeping bag. Toni climbed into hers and Fred went into his own tent. I lay awake, listening to the sound of waves crashing onto the sand and I fell asleep……
I awoke to the sound of screaming. I glanced at the light up alarm clock. 2 a.m. I shook Toni. She woke up and shivered. “What’s that?” Toni asked worriedly. I looked outside and gasped. There was Fred, sitting next to a creature. She had dull blue hair, yellow eyes and a purple tail. She was holding Fred. I pulled Toni out. Toni stifled a scream. “W-w-who are you?”
The creature smiled an evil grin. “I am Latia! I am the princess of the sea! I am a mermaid. You?” My heart was beating. “I am Jaci, She is Toni and he is Fred.” Latia frowned. “Do you have a title?” she asked. I shook my head. “Oh well, I shall tell you what is going on. I am ready to take over the sea! My father is on his death bed, and I am the oldest daughter. I will be queen. But in order for me to be queen, I must marry. That is such a stupid rule. Anyway, I have searched far and wide, deep and low, for a husband. Most of them are conceited, few are nice, and none are handsome. I have never seen a human boy until now, so I shall take with me Fred. He is very charming. The only thing is that he screams like a girl, and he is not made to live underwater. But I could fix this.”
Latia started pulling Fred into the water. “Don’t take Fred!” Toni screamed. Latia turned her head. “What did you say? Are you defying me, Latia, princess of the sea?” At this Latia’s eyes turned fiery orange. Toni put her hand over her mouth and started to cry. “Goodbye, ladies!” Latia’s eyes turned yellow again and she started swimming away, with an unconscious Fred on her back.
I screamed. “Come back! Fred! Please come back!” I fell on my knees and put my face in the wet sand. I cried loudly. Latia swam back. “Stop that!” she said. “You are such babies.” I wiped my face. “Don’t take Fred.” I said. “I must take him.” she said indignantly. I pushed her. Then I realized. “Big mistake.” Latia shouted. Then a whole army of blue haired, purple tailed merpeople rose from the sea! I started to run but Toni caught my arm.
“Look at them.” Toni said. They carried pink birthday candles and each one was lighted with green fire. They started talking in unison. “We are the Merpeople from the sea. And we are ready to destroy your species.” I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again. The Merpeople were real! “Toni….” I said uncertainly. Toni grabbed my hand.
I looked at Fred, lying on the sand, wet and unconscious. Tears poured from my eyes. “Don’t cry. Don’t cry.” I told myself. The Merpeople threw their candles onto the sand. The place burst into green flame, just missing Fred. Fred woke up with a jolt. “Run!” I screamed. The three of us ran and ran, leaving behind the tents and sleeping bags. I ran as hard as I could.
I heard the merpeople screaming at us. I saw a pale wet hand on my shoulder. I screamed. “Be prepared to meet your doom!” a voice said. Then more hands went onto me, until I was weighed down. “Help!” I shouted. I kicked and screamed and yelled. Where were the others? I heard a scream from Toni. “Stop!” I screamed. I panted and punched every place I could. Slowly, I couldn’t breathe anymore……
I woke and found Mum was holding me and rocking me. I gasped for breath. “Darling. Jacqueline, sweetie. Ohhhh… I love you.” Mum kissed me. Then I saw Fred and Toni looking at me. They were sitting down and they were smiling. “She is okay!” Toni said, relieved. I sat up, glad to be in my mothers arms, where I was safe at last. I looked over at my siblings. Fred gave me a wink.
Unwanted and Unloved - Megan
"You are too much of a nerd." Tara taunted. Megan blushed and sat on the school bench, her stomach starting to turn. "You're the biggest loser in Weirndosia." Tara said, flipping her hair back. Megan wrinkled her nose, feeling nervous.
Tara picked up her bag and showed it off to Megan. It was gold with silver flowers and white beads. The bag was stunning and quite pretty. Megan wished she had one. "I know you don't own something like this.." Tara said, noticing Megan's longing look. Tara laughed meanly and strutted off. Tara turned to have one more look at Megan's unhappy face and she walked away, leaving a hurt and sensitive girl behind.
Megan did look a little bit like a nerd. She had plain long hair that she wore in two long braids hanging down her back. She was tall and skinny, and she wore big, hard, metal rimmed glasses which hid her pretty eyes. Megan always wore her school uniform like the other kids, but you could tell it was always clean, starched, and neat. Megan carried big books around and many kids teased her for it.
Tara was the meanest girl in school. All the girls were scared of her. Tara also was the president of the 'coolest' club in Hermes Montgomery school. The club members got special privileges like free clothes, fancy dinners and they got to hang out in Tara's humongous and glamorous bedroom. Tara's father was a famous movie star and Tara got anything she wanted. Every girl wanted to be her 'friend'. Including Megan.
Megan ran home and went to her room. She flung herself onto her bed and started to sob. Her sister Vera came into the room without knocking and went over to Megan's bed. "Bullied?" she asked nonchalantly. Megan sobbed loudly. "Go away. You didn't knock." she said, in between hiccups.
Vera rolled her eyes and walked off. "Too bad you're not hot like me." Vera said, looking at herself in the mirror. Megan growled. "Go AWAY!" she screamed. Vera jumped. "Fine! You don't have to get so touchy." Vera sauntered out. Megan went under her covers and burrowed down. She sobbed and cried until she fell asleep.
"Dinner!" Mum called. Megan got up, her eyes hurting and her foot asleep. She limped downstairs and sat at the table. They started eating and the family chatted together. Only Megan remained silent. Then when everyone was quiet, Megan decided to tell her mother about Tara. "Mum." she said. Mum didn't notice. "Mum." she said, louder. Mum didn't reply. "Mum!" she said, at the same as her other sister Hilary. "Yes, Hilary?" Mum said. Hilary talked to her mother.
Tears welled up in Megan's eyes. 'No one loves me.' she thought, feeling very miserable.
That night, Megan went into her bed, trying to forget that awful day. Mum popped her head into her room. "Not asleep yet?" she asked briskly. Megan snuggled into her bed. "I was going to sleep." she said quietly. Mum nodded. "Good night." she said. The door closed. Megan heard Mum open another door. "Vera?" Silence. "Yes honey. OK, go to sleep." Silence. "I love you." Mum closed Vera's door and Megan heard her walk to her room.
Megan started to sob again. For sure, Mum didn't love her. Megan waited for the light outside to go off. When it did, Megan hopped out of bed and switched on her own light. She grabbed the suitcase that her Grandma had given her and filled it with the clothes that Mum and Dad didn't give her. "They'll hate me if I take those clothes." Megan told herself. She packed all her favorite things other people had given her and she changed into a comfortable outfit. She made sure she had her things and she slowly crept out.
She had no food but she decided she could buy some in the morning. She had 30 Lysas* from her savings. She walked away from the familiar lawn she had seen everyday. She jogged off, a tear rolling down her cheek. She loved her parents. But they didn't love her. She broke into a run. She ran into the park and went to the cleanest bench she could find. She lay down and fell asleep.
The next morning she went to the bakery and bought the cheapest bun she could find. She ate it up and walked all the way to the end of town. She had lived in Harlridge. She walked out of Harlridge and into Selato. There were lots of towns. She had learned that Selato was the biggest state in Weirndosia. She walked around aimlessly and she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She was homesick. But she forced herself to go on and bumped into a woman carrying a laundry basket. The clothes fell out. "Ooops! Sorry." she said. The lady glared at her and picked the clothes up hastily.
Megan felt sick. She ran to the nearest bench and sat down. She held her stomach. She was hungry again. Megan felt tears. She slapped herself. "I'm not a baby." she told herself sternly. She took a gulp of fresh air and she felt the tears again. Megan couldn't help herself. She let herself cry until people were staring at her like she was a lunatic.
Megan was lost, unhappy and she was feeling unloved. She wanted someone to care about her.
Do your part and follow this: Do not practice favoritism. Learn to love everyone. Even if they seem unlovable. God made them for a purpose. Everyone wants love. It seems like love has become extinct. Help save lives by preserving love.
*Weirndosian money
Tara picked up her bag and showed it off to Megan. It was gold with silver flowers and white beads. The bag was stunning and quite pretty. Megan wished she had one. "I know you don't own something like this.." Tara said, noticing Megan's longing look. Tara laughed meanly and strutted off. Tara turned to have one more look at Megan's unhappy face and she walked away, leaving a hurt and sensitive girl behind.
Megan did look a little bit like a nerd. She had plain long hair that she wore in two long braids hanging down her back. She was tall and skinny, and she wore big, hard, metal rimmed glasses which hid her pretty eyes. Megan always wore her school uniform like the other kids, but you could tell it was always clean, starched, and neat. Megan carried big books around and many kids teased her for it.
Tara was the meanest girl in school. All the girls were scared of her. Tara also was the president of the 'coolest' club in Hermes Montgomery school. The club members got special privileges like free clothes, fancy dinners and they got to hang out in Tara's humongous and glamorous bedroom. Tara's father was a famous movie star and Tara got anything she wanted. Every girl wanted to be her 'friend'. Including Megan.
Megan ran home and went to her room. She flung herself onto her bed and started to sob. Her sister Vera came into the room without knocking and went over to Megan's bed. "Bullied?" she asked nonchalantly. Megan sobbed loudly. "Go away. You didn't knock." she said, in between hiccups.
Vera rolled her eyes and walked off. "Too bad you're not hot like me." Vera said, looking at herself in the mirror. Megan growled. "Go AWAY!" she screamed. Vera jumped. "Fine! You don't have to get so touchy." Vera sauntered out. Megan went under her covers and burrowed down. She sobbed and cried until she fell asleep.
"Dinner!" Mum called. Megan got up, her eyes hurting and her foot asleep. She limped downstairs and sat at the table. They started eating and the family chatted together. Only Megan remained silent. Then when everyone was quiet, Megan decided to tell her mother about Tara. "Mum." she said. Mum didn't notice. "Mum." she said, louder. Mum didn't reply. "Mum!" she said, at the same as her other sister Hilary. "Yes, Hilary?" Mum said. Hilary talked to her mother.
Tears welled up in Megan's eyes. 'No one loves me.' she thought, feeling very miserable.
That night, Megan went into her bed, trying to forget that awful day. Mum popped her head into her room. "Not asleep yet?" she asked briskly. Megan snuggled into her bed. "I was going to sleep." she said quietly. Mum nodded. "Good night." she said. The door closed. Megan heard Mum open another door. "Vera?" Silence. "Yes honey. OK, go to sleep." Silence. "I love you." Mum closed Vera's door and Megan heard her walk to her room.
Megan started to sob again. For sure, Mum didn't love her. Megan waited for the light outside to go off. When it did, Megan hopped out of bed and switched on her own light. She grabbed the suitcase that her Grandma had given her and filled it with the clothes that Mum and Dad didn't give her. "They'll hate me if I take those clothes." Megan told herself. She packed all her favorite things other people had given her and she changed into a comfortable outfit. She made sure she had her things and she slowly crept out.
She had no food but she decided she could buy some in the morning. She had 30 Lysas* from her savings. She walked away from the familiar lawn she had seen everyday. She jogged off, a tear rolling down her cheek. She loved her parents. But they didn't love her. She broke into a run. She ran into the park and went to the cleanest bench she could find. She lay down and fell asleep.
The next morning she went to the bakery and bought the cheapest bun she could find. She ate it up and walked all the way to the end of town. She had lived in Harlridge. She walked out of Harlridge and into Selato. There were lots of towns. She had learned that Selato was the biggest state in Weirndosia. She walked around aimlessly and she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She was homesick. But she forced herself to go on and bumped into a woman carrying a laundry basket. The clothes fell out. "Ooops! Sorry." she said. The lady glared at her and picked the clothes up hastily.
Megan felt sick. She ran to the nearest bench and sat down. She held her stomach. She was hungry again. Megan felt tears. She slapped herself. "I'm not a baby." she told herself sternly. She took a gulp of fresh air and she felt the tears again. Megan couldn't help herself. She let herself cry until people were staring at her like she was a lunatic.
Megan was lost, unhappy and she was feeling unloved. She wanted someone to care about her.
Do your part and follow this: Do not practice favoritism. Learn to love everyone. Even if they seem unlovable. God made them for a purpose. Everyone wants love. It seems like love has become extinct. Help save lives by preserving love.
*Weirndosian money
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