“Chirp chirp” went the birds in the bright sunlight. It was 7:30 am on a warm summer day, and Dave, a huge bald 43 year old man, was building a tree house for his pet rock, Dan. Dan was a round egg shaped rock with shiny green spots on it. The rock Dan, was Dave’s best friend, they went every where together, ever since Dave found Dan in a pile of sticks and straw.

Dave took Dan home he made him food, shelter, and his own car. Ever since Dave saw Dan he knew he was in love. Dave and Dan went to the grocery store one day and someone asked him, “why do you have an egg?” Dave flipped out he said, “this is no egg! This is a rock! The best rock in the world.” He turned his head marched away, angrily with Dan.

People thought Dave was crazy because he was caring around a pet rock. Dave didn’t think he was crazy, he thought the rock was alive, and he didn’t let anything that the people said bother him. It was pretty late at night when Dave went home with Dan, so they both went to bed. Dave tucked Dan in.

Dave was thirsty so we went downstairs to get some water. When Dan was walking down the stairs he heard a shaking noise. He ran upstairs and entered Dan’s room and Dan was dead; he was cracked in half. Dave dropped down on his knees and started to cry. “NOOOOOOO!”

Dave heard some thing downstairs. He rushed downstairs to see what made that noise. Dave found a cane to defend himself. When he got downstairs he saw a giant man-eating bird. The bird was around 12 ft tall with a long neck and seven green spots. Dave was terrified. He decided to call 911 but Dave did not know what the number for 911 was. After an hour or so he gave up on calling 911. Dave peeked around the corner and there was a huge hole in his wall, the bird was gone.

Dave looked outside and the bird was on his car. he scratched his head with confusion Dave did not know what to do, so he decided to ask the bird. When the bird saw Dave it looked at him, and then…”Whoosh!” It swooped Dave up and took off into the sky. Dave dangling from his feet was screaming the whole ride until it dropped Dave safely on the ground. Getting up, wiping off the dirt on this clothes, Dave saw the sticks he found Dan in. He looked at the nest and saw more rocks that looked like Dan. Dave looked at the rocks and looked at the bird. He just realized that the bird was Dan and that Dan wasn’t a rock it was an egg. Dave was so happy that Dan was grown up now. He decided to train Dan. Dave looked at Dan and said, “Let’s train you.”

da end.

It was my 12th birthday, as I walked down the street, excited, smiling with joy, with my brand new birthday present. This was not just any birthday present, this was a 12 year old boy’s dream present.  It was the Daisy 1500 XL BB gun with high power scope. All boys have an urge to hunt and this was the weapon of choice for kids my age. It was even better than Xbox One.

Of course, I was on a mission to shoot something and shoot it good. I know that sounds sick, but I was overtaken with the fever and out of control.  I walked for about an hour and found nothing to shoot at but trees and abandoned house windows.  Finally I stumbled upon a house that had it yard littered with small mound of dirt. “Gophers!” I shouted.  The home owner stuck her head out of a window and screamed, “What are you doing in my   yard with that gun?” I quickly replied, “You have a serious gopher problem lady”. Minutes later, a deal was made to have me get rid of her pesky gophers for a small $5 fee. Just enough money to buy a new pack of BB ammo.

I stood there for an hour, with my scope stuck to my eye, as I waited for a gopher to pop his head out of the largest hole. Nothing popped up. I then remembered, gophers are nocturnal.  This job was going to take longer than I thought. I headed home to get some extra items, a chair, a head light, a sandwich and my dog, Lilly. Lilly was not a hunting dog, but she did hate gophers and she did a good job of making sure they never invaded our yard. Lily and I got back to the job, just as it was getting dark. We set up and waited for a gopher. My stomach started to growl, so I looked for my sandwich, I could not find it. That’s when I realized… It was gone. “Lily!”, “That was my sandwich!”, I yelled. Hours later, the job was a bust. No gophers, no food, and nothing shot, and no money made.

Lily and I walked home. I kept thinking that the gophers should have been there. Did they move out or what? It was after midnight when we got home. I opened the gate to my back yard and Lily went in first.  “Oh, no”, I whispered. My entire back yard was covered with fresh mounds of dirt, the gophers moved in. I yelled “Those darn! gophers!”

THE END

Neigh went the duck…it was a very confused duck. It had five eyes, eight beaks, one feather on its tail, and it neighed like a horse. This duck wasn’t just any duck. It was a messenger duck, with one of the most important messages ever. This message was for the unicorn king.

Since the duck only had one feather it could not fly so it had to walk to deliver its messages.

Unfortunately the unicorn king lived high above the planet on the biggest cloud in the sky and you had to have a golden ticket to enter the gate. The duck asked himself, “how am I going to go 4000 feet high without knowing how to fly?”.  A magical scroll appeared into thin air. The duck said to himself, quietly, in duck messenger language, “neigh, neigh, neigh, neigh” but what it really said in human language when he uncoded the message was “answer these monster’s riddles to gain the power to fly for 10 minutes.” Then the magic scroll puffed away into thin air. The duck was very confused he asked himself “monsters and riddles what monsters and riddles?”.

All of a sudden, a small mouse like creature appeared, the creature was green with one huge red eye. The mouse like creature said, “ here is my riddle”. The duck started to laugh at the top of his lungs, he sounded like a pig eating cheese. All of a sudden the mouse creature grew into a huge monstrous green mouse. The duck was shocked and scared. The mouse said, “who’s laughing now?”.

The duck had his beaks open wide with shock and said in a scared voice, “whats the riddle?”. The monster said, “what is 2 + 1?”. The duck said potato. The monster said, “lucky guess” and disappeared into thin air. The duck realized he had 30 more feathers but they were golden feathers. The wind picked up and another huge monster the size of a car appeared. It had 3 tails like whips, 3 eyes and 3 legs. The monster said, “what has 3 legs, 3 tails and 3 eyes?”. The duck answered “is it you?”. The monster got mad and disappeared into thin air. The duck had 30 more golden feathers. A loud noise started and the last monster appeared, it was the size of a mountain. The duck could not see its face, he could only see its hairy toes and hear its deep voice. The monster said, “what color are my eyes?”. The duck looked up and only saw clouds. The duck knew what to do. The duck started to fly, he hadn’t  flown in so long, ever since he lost his feathers to a dinosaur fight. The duck finally made it to the face of the monster. The monster had no eyes, it was a trick question. the duck said you have no eyes. The monster roared and vanished. The duck had 30 more feathers and a golden ticket. The duck flew up towards the unicorn king and gave him the letter that said …

Hi Bob I hope you are having a good time being king
sincerely grandma
p.s remember it’s your anniversary.

the end