The Fire_The swept away treasure_The Shack On The Hill_Just Apple Picking
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The Fire
By the time I stepped outside the leaves were on fire. The forest fire had taken off and there was only one way out. It was up. I ran as fast as I could to the fire department's helicopter, which was sitting nearby picking up people who were trapped in the fire. I was the last person on and just as we were taking off I saw a child in the distance running towards the helicopter. "Stop!" I yelled, "There's a kid in there, we have to get him out." "Sorry, there's no room and we have to leave now," said the pilot. I jumped from the helicopter. I just felt that something about that kid was importan...
The swept away treasure
The rain was pouring down;walking down a muddy path with a shovel in my hand. The strong wind that kept on blowing away my hat from my head as I chased after it.Sliding into a dirty pool of water; my face all covered up with mud. My hand could feel something hard beneath the mud;no matter how I tried to reach towards it, the deeper it went.It took me hours, days or even a whole year to dig out that treasure in me."How long will you keep on trailing your treasures?" My mind was switched off from the voices that moved like a redio with no battery. What I saw was laughter from peoples' face;mock...
The Shack On The Hill
"Halloween's coming!" cried Jasper as he glanced at the calendar on the fridge. "We can plan our costumes, draw a map, and-" "Yes," his mom said, "but Halloween's seven days away. No brainstorming right now." He slumped in his seat and ate his cereal. "Anyway, you're getting late for school.” Jasper took a sandwich from the table, and hurried with his bag on his shoulder. He grumpily walked to the bus stop. Suddenly a voice behind him shouted, “Heeeeeey, Jasper! A week from You-Know-What! What have you thought of by now?” “Hey, Liam. We’ll think of something. We always do!” Jasper replied, a...
Just Apwww.onedoor.ccple Picking
Just Apple Picking Suzanne MarshI should have titled this Lucy and Ethel pick apples, it is that sort of a story. My neighbor Sandy, was the type who was always talking about natural and organic vegetables and fruit. How delicious home grown items were. She, was always sending over samples. Tomato sauce that she canned or green beans fresh from the garden. She texted me one morning: “Hey, how would you like to go picking apples? There is an add in paper for Apple Granny's Barn in Middleport. It will be fun. Be ready at ten” I texted back: “I don't know anything about picking apples but I'll go...