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“Hi Mom!”
“Good morning!”
“Do you want to hear about my scary dream?”
“Okay.”
Amalia, Madison, Isabel and I were camping next to Ghost Barn Forest.
We wanted to walk in the woods before dinner. So we ran in. The
ground was wet and smelled like an old basement. We went deeper and deeper
into the forest. The deeper we got into the forest the darker it got.
It seemed like we had been walking for hours when Amalia said, “Look.”
“Wow”
“Amazing”
“Cool”
It was an old barn. “Oh now we know why they call it Ghost Barn
Forest.” Madison said. “We can go.” Then she ran.
“ Madison.” We screamed as we pulled her back.
“Let’s go in.” said Amalia.
“No way,” said Madison.
“Scaredy cat, scaredy cat…” Isabel teased.
“Stop it.” Madison snapped. “Okay, okay.” said Madison. After what
seemed like hours of coaxing. Amalia was the first one in. All of a
sudden we heard a voice say “Hellloooo.” Then we heard Amalia’s scream
split the air like a bolt of lightning.
She came running out. She was panting so hard she couldn’t talk.
“Let’s go check it out,” said Isabel. No one answered. “You whoo!”
“FINE!”
We grasped hands and slowly walked in. Two steps into the barn and
ten minutes of begging Amalia forward, we heard a CREEEEEKKKK. We
whipped around just in time to see a ….
“Could it really be?”
“No”
“It is.”
It was a ghost horse. Not one, but four! Slowly I let go of Amalia’s
hand and walked forward.
When I got to the first horse I held out mm y hand. The horse sniffed
it softly and pulled its head away. When I reached for it’s neck my
hand went right through it. It was like an icy cool sensation. Then all
of a sudden Madison screamed. I whipped around. Madison was gone! We
decided to investigate.
About five minutes later Amalia said “Over here!” Then I saw it too.
It was a trap door. One at a time we jumped in. After about an hour
of exploring the passages, we found Madison. “Oh my gosh! I was so
scared. What were you doing?”
“Exploring,” Madison answered rather shyly. “Lets try to find a way
out of her before Madison gets us in any more trouble, “ said Isabel.
“Yeah, Let’s try this passage,” I said. We followed it for five
minutes and came to a dead end.
After hours of looking for the exit, we finally found it. We were
safely back in the barn when we hard a voice say “Kaaate, Kaaaate!” We
took two steps further only to find… a ghost farmer! We all ran out
side. Soon we came to a trail through the woods. “Lets’ follow this and
see where it takes us out!” said Amalia.
That ended up being a dead end too. Finally back at the barn we found
a cat. It wasn’t any old cat though; it was a talking cat. It said,
“Follow me kitties, I will lead you out.” We followed the cat for about
a half a mile when the cat disappeared into the bushes. “Have a good
night kitties.”
All of a sudden I bolted right up in my bed. It was just a dream!

by Kate, age 9, Albion, MI USA

The Day Before Christmas

Santa's elves are very upset. A terrible disaster happened in the factory today. Someone had stolen all the toys. Santa was mad too. Santa told the elves to, "Make new toys." Then the elves made new toys like he said. Then the elves were happy. Then on Christmas day Santa delivered all the toys to the boys and to the girls. The next day, the boys and girls opened all their presents that Santa gave them. Santa was happy when the elves made new toys for the boys and girls because they all were good. Except one child was acting bad who always tears his toys but Santa gave him un-rippable toys. Then they all lived happily ever after.

by Rebekah, age 7, Fort Worth, Texas, USA

Harriet Tubman

Harriet Ross was bore in Dorchester County, Maryland in 1820. Her parents were from the Ashanti tribe of west Africa, they work as slaves. Harriet did not like to work indoors, but she was routinely beaten by her masters. When she was 15 years old she tried to help a runaway slave, and she then got hit with a lead weight which put her in a coma. It took mouths for her to recover, and for the rest of her life she suffered from blackouts.

In 1844, Harriet married a free black man name John Tubman. Harriet stay a slave, but she stay in Tubmans cabin at night. Just cause Harriet was married she steel live in fear. Harriet planned to escape one night but she knew her husband would expose her, so the only person she informed was her sister.

Harriet made the 90 mile trip to the Mason- Dixon line with the help of contacts along the Uderground Railroad. She work as a dishwasher and made plans to rescue her family. In about one year latter she with back to Maryland to resued her, sister family.

She went back to her hosband and they remarried. In 1857, Harriet finally retorned for her pearent and settled them in Auburn, New York.

Harried made 19 trips on the underground railroad and freed more then 300 slaves. Harriet become a spy for the union army ,she later worked in Washington DC as a government nurse. At the end of the war, Harriet returned to her parents in Auborn.

In 1896, Harriet purchased land to build a home for sick and needy blacks however, she was unable to raise enough money to the house and ultimately gave the land to the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church.

She spent her last years in the home telling stories of her life to visitors. On March 10, 1913, Harriet died of Pneumonia. She was 93 years old.

Harriet was not afraid to fight for the rights off Black Afrian Americans. Her story is one of the dedication and inspiration and inspiration. Harriet was honored by many people and her story in know as the Silver Medal!!.

by Candice, age 15, Hopkinsville, Kentucky, USA

The Day I Became a Spider

I was walking home from school and my mom had given me 50 cents for Beef Jerky. As I headed toward the candy aisle, I saw smoke coming from a storage close or something. I opened it and was about to yell fire but.....whosh. "Ffffiiiirrrreeee," I yelled as I fell down what seemed to be a secret passage with no floor.

Thud. I had landed on a wood floor. To my surprise, there in the middle of the room was an old lady with a big wart on her nose. But she did not see me until a frog started croaking. Suddenly, a bottle fell and broke on my head. Then the weird stuff started happening. I watched as my legs turned hairy and became many jointed. Then four more eyes popped out of my head. I was astonished to see two more legs sprouted on each side. I looked down to see that I was no longer my normal size. Fangs replaced my mouth. I was no longer me. I was a spider.

"How nice. A new pet," the lady (that was obviously a witch) said. She tried to catch me but my troubles were just beginning. Now a bottle broke on her head. She was now a bird abd as most people know, birds eat spiders. She began snapping her beak at me. We ran around the tiny room three times. She must have a shaky room because another bottle fell...but this time broke on my head. The same thing happened with the witch. As the system of me turning into a spider went in reverse, the witch turned into a tiny insect. When I had my human legs back, I stomped on the witch. What I didn't notice when I was falling was that there was a ladder. I jumped and grabbed onto the ladder and climbed up onto the right level of ground. I bought my treat and went home. On my way home, I saw a spider scurry across the road. Then I saw a beetle that was missing its back. When I got home my Mom asked me, "So what did you buy?"

"Fake spider candy," I replied.

by Nick, age 9, Tucson, Arizona, U.S.A.


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