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The Monster carries the old lady to a cave in the side of a hill.

There he sets her down and eats the cookies. The lady is unconscious from shock so the Monster leaves. In the morning the woman wakes up and doesn't know where she is for a moment, then remembers her horrible experience from last night. She realizes that the Monster is gone. Several minutes later the Monster returns from his midnight adventure with the old lady's whole store on his back.

The monster points at the bag of cookies, then at the old lady, then at the store. "Oh, I get it you want me to make you more cookies. Right?"

The monster grunts and nods his head. The woman goes into the store and starts making cookies.

Meanwhile, the army general sends out scouts to follow the monster's footprints. The group of scouts see the old woman in the store, so they go back to the general.

"General! General! The monster has built a prison, and the lady is inside!"

"Wow! This monster is smarter then I thought. Tell me exactly what you saw, soldier."

If I could go any where in the world I would go to Australia. I'd love to go to Australia because I could go to a zoo and see koalas and kangaroos and other really cool animals.

After that I would go on an awesome tour of the Australian Outback. The next day I would go scuba diving on the Great Barrier Reef for awhile then surf the Australian coast.

Then I would finish off the trip by watching an opera at the Opera House in Sydney. I'm not sure I'd like it but I would do it anyway.

My desk is where I spend most of my time at school. It's usually pretty organized. It has all of my gazillion textbooks and my one-eyed, "Be Intimidated" fluff ball.

Also it is very sturdy, which is why during an earthquake drill I get under my desk. It has my name on it too, to prove that it is my desk and so I know where to sit.

There is my desk's story.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!"

"Look out, it's the monster!"

The monster runs to the outskirts of the city and terrorizes the people who live there. The monster picks up a helpless woman and throws her into a brick wall, breaking her spine and killing her instantly, then walks over to her and eats her, spilling her guts everywhere. After 2 days of this everyone has been eaten or left, so the monster went into the city.

In the city the monster got a whiff of some cookies and followed the scent to a bakery. A old lady and her husband ran the shop and when they saw a monster walk into their shop they were scared out of their shoes. The monster tasted one of the cookies and loved it. When the old lady realized the monster loved the cookies she gave him a bag of cookies. The monster took the cookies and the old lady out of the city and into the country side.

When the Army finally came, the old man went to them and said "Help me please!"

"What's happened?" said the officer in command.

"The monster loved our cookies and when my wife realized this she gave him a bag of cookies. Then the monster took the cookies and my wife into the countryside."

Today my class went on a field trip with our buddies to the Zoo Zoo Theater at Hering Auditorium. My favorite part was in the beginning when everything went black and a glowing snake came out and flew around. Then it curled up in a ball and turned blue which was cool. The rest of the show was boring so I fell asleep until the end of the show. Also I don't think my buddy liked it much either because he told me he didn't like it.

"Look out! It's the monster!"

"Raaaaaaaaugh!"

"Oops, sorry. I started in the wrong place. I should tell you the story from the beginning."

I was working in my lab and I put the last piece on. "I done it! My invention is finely complete! I shall be known as the greatest mad scientist ever! My name will be known throughout the universe! I have figured out how to reverse the aging process, and all I had to do was harness the power of 25 nuclear power plants!"

"I don't mean to be a bother sir, but I already know all this. I have been your faithful assistant for 13 years." my elderly assistant Edgar."

"Yes, I know Edgar, I wasn't talking to you."

"Then who were you talking to? I'm the only one here."

"I was talking to myself. All mad scientist do it."

"Oh. Sorry sir."

"Edgar."

"Yes sir?"

"Find me an old willing person. I need to test out my invention."

"I you don't mind I'd like to test it out. I'm getting a little long in the tooth myself."

"Okay, but don't expect too much."

"Of course, sir."

Edgar gets into the machine and I turn it on.

Today we went to the Museum of the North. We only saw the art exhibits, but they were great.

First we were taken to a classroom and got split up into 4 groups My group first learned about the types of art, abstract, realistic, 2D, 3D, and relief. The next place we went to we saw 4 paintings and tried to guess the names. The place after that we saw a giant outhouse covered in tons of old-fashioned stuff.

My favorite part was the last room we went to. We were looking down into a room and the walls were slanted, so it looked like you were falling in a never ending spiral. Also there was this cool room that played the sounds of Alaska.

When we got to the classroom Mr. Noon had us interview a student on their experience, and I interviewed Jake. I asked him "What was your favorite art piece?"

"The old-fashioned stuff in the outhouse was cool."

"What was the worst part?"

"I didn't like when they took us into the classroom."

"Would you like to go back?"

"I've been there a couple times but I want to go back."

If you are ever in Fairbanks I recommend you go to the Museum of the North.

Yesterday my brother Joe broke his left arm in wrestling match. Joe is a REALLY good wrestler and the 160 weight class was empty so his coach put him in 2 weight classes. While he was wrestling a 160 kid, the kid fell on his arm and it crushed part of his elbow.

He wanted to finish the match because he and his coach thought it was a twisted muscle. But his coach talked him out of it. When Joe got home he couldn't move his arm.

His coach had told him to go to a doctor, so my dad took him to a doctor and was told his elbow was crushed. Joe is really sad because now he can't finish the wrestling season.

Since I got so many good comments on the first "Weird Words" I decided to write a second one. Actually I only 2 comments saying they liked it and 1 request for a sequel, but that doesn't matter. So here's my story.

I don't like the hard and soft letters. For example hard and soft G. Hard G sounds like guh but soft G sounds like a J. I think we should only have the hard sounds because we already the sound with another letter, like in the words gym, giant, or George. They should be spelled jym, jiant, and Jeorge.

If you are reading this story you obviously didn't listen to the title so I am giving you one warning, DO NOT READ.

You are very disobedient if you are still reading this story, so I'm not going to tell you how this story ends. Stop reading this. I'm warning you; stop reading.

O.K. if you are still reading then you get to see my story, but I will tell you this only once; this is not a happy story.

The Terribly Unhappy Story
by Good1

Once upon time there was a happy little elf who lived in the North Pole with Santa Claus. The elf's name was Jerry. Jerry had a wonderful time at the North Pole. 5 days a week 8 hours a day Jerry would leave his home and go make toys for all the children of the world so they would get lots of toys for Christmas. Jerry loved his job. If he got hungry he could ring a bell and a elf child would bring him cookies and milk, and if he got tired he could take a nap in the break room.

The story on oil got me thinking, who made up words, how to spell, them and what they mean. Like who invented the word knight? It confuses poor innocent children who have that word for a spelling test, for several reasons.

One, because of all the silent letters. I mean, where did the k, g, and h come from? Reason number 2 is that it is a homophone. Which means that two words are said the same, and spelled differently. Which is also very confusing. I think it's also annoying because if you're creative enough to come up with the word knight and how it's spelled, then you should be creative enough to come up with another word instead of using the same word for two different things, like knight and night.

But what I think is the most annoying of all is the inconsistent rules that they tell you. For example the rule i before e except after c is totally destroyed with the word "their," which I must say is a rather common word.

I didn't know what to write about so I looked through the categories and saw the topic oil. I thought that was a strange topic and might be kind of fun to wright about. But I don't know much about oil so now I'm stuck.

Oil. What a weird word. Who ever came up with all the words and their spelling. I mean, oil shouldn't be spelled O-I-L. It should be spelled O-Y-E-L. Then there is the word oil. Oil. Try to say oil 5 times fast. Oil, oil,oyoyoyoyoy. I can't say it, that's for sure. Oil.

In the third quarter of second grade the water system at my house broke down and we had to move. We lived out in North Pole and my parents wanted to live in Fairbanks. So we into town, but we were to far away to go to our old school so we came to Denali.

I got put in Mrs Dunehew's class and she put me right next to Rannon. That day we became best friends and he introduced me to his friend Marcelo. The thee of us became best friends. Everyday at recess Rannon, Marcelo and I would go o the fire truck, which we named the Koala Mobile, and we sang the Koala Mobile Song ehich went like this "Koala mobile. WEE! Koala mobile. WEE!" If we weren't on the Koala Mobile, which was very rare. Then we were knocking snow on each others' head by smacking the plastic roof on the playground equipment. We have been friends ever since.

My favorite board game in the world has to be Killer Bunnies. Actually it's not a board game, it's a card game, but either way it's still my favorite game. The object of Killer Bunnies is to find the magic carrot, except you don't know which carrot is the magic one until the end, so you want to get as many carrots as possible. At the end we draw the top card from the carrot cards and the person with that carrot has the magic carrot, so they win.

There are two ways to get a carrot, the first way is to play a choose a carrot card. The second is to buy a carrot card. Both ways are hard though because to play a choose a carrot you have to have a bunny, but bunnies are always getting killed, and buying carrots is hard because carrots are expensive and it's really hard to get money.

When I was 5 years old my parents called me and my siblings into the living room and told us we were moving to Alaska. I was scared because I thought people in Alaska lived in igloos and had to hunt for all their food. I also thought it was always winter.

That week we started packing. Actually I didn't pack; none of the kids did, we just played in the U-haul truck. Once we were done packing we said goodbye to all our friends. My parents' friends hugged us so much that I hid in the closet. After the goodbyes we started driving.

After we drove for an hour or two we stopped to fill up the gas tank. My siblings and I got out of the car and started shouting "Yay! We're in Alaska! Yay!" Then my mom told us to get in the car and that we hadn't even left the state. So we drove several more days sleeping in the car or in a hotel. We drove until we reached Canada.

I read a really gross but interesting article about using cow manure as electricity. The Audet family at Blue Spruce farm owns 1000 cows, and each cow makes 30 gallons of dung every day. At the end of the day they take a giant pooper scooper machine and put it in a giant, concrete, swimming pool-like machine called the Digester. The Digester works by capturing the methane gas that the dung releases and uses it to power generators. The Audets make so much energy they have lots of extra energy to sell.

After they used all the energy from the manure, they take all the liquid from the manure and spread it over their fields as fertilizer. Then they take the dried out dung flakes and make beds for the cows. That sounds disgusting, but apparently the cows like it. I recommend reading this article, but only on an empty stomach.

I went to http://kids.nationalgeographic.com/Stories/ and I read this great article about carnivorous plants. It tells how meat-eating plants us tricks to lure insects into their traps. For example the pitcher plant, a insect want to get a drink so they slide in and then the pitcher plant closes it's lid and digests the bug. Also the Venus Flytrap snaps shut when a bug lands on it, and a bug is glued down and digested when it lands on a Sundew.

But my favorite plant is the bladderwort. It's a little plant that grows in a lake and snatches up larvae in 1/50 of a second and is the fastest killer in the plant kingdom. It captures it's pray by waiting until a bug swims by then opens a trap door and grabs it then closes the door before it can get out. That's what I read about carnivorous plants and I recommend reading the stories on the National Geographic web page.

My class has been a fly on the wall for the past two days. You probably don't know what I am talking about so I will explain it to you. We were learning about observation, so as a example my teacher took us around the building, dropping us off with our notebooks, and he told us to write down everything we saw or heard. He also told us if we had time we could write down little comments. Then after 10-20 minutes he would come and take us to the classroom. When we got back to the classroom we would compare notes.

I think it's fun because the first time I was in front of the nurse's office which was really busy. There was 2 or 3 kids that went in there in just 10 minutes. They didn't look sick nor hurt at all. What I thought was kind of funny was that every time a kid asked to go home the nurse said they could go home in the number of minutes until school was over. For example it's 2:42 and a kid asks to go home, the nurse says they can go home in 18 minutes. Also since it was right next to the lobby there were a lot of parents picking their kids up early.

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According to "Frightful Animals'' in National Geographic the goliath bird-eating tarantula is very big, and very dangerous. It is the world's largest spider, and can be as big as your foot. Also it's inch-long fangs pack a powerful punch with it's fatal venom. If this gigantic spider feels threatened, it hisses and shoots out bothersome hairs.

What I think is the most surprising thing about this big, bad, bug is that it lives underground instead of a web. It does this because it doesn't catch bugs in a web. It stalks it's pray, then springs, injecting fatal venom that kills and liquifies the victim.

I think this big, bad, bug, has a good chance of getting into the "Frightful Animals" Hall of Fame.

My dog Oscar is a big boxer. He is black and brown, and very strong. He is also very smart, and very bad. He picks the lock on our fence and gets out. But the worst thing he ever did was eat my sister's bunny.

My family and I had gone out for breakfast, and when we got back Oscar was chewing on a bunny head. When my sister saw what he had, she freaked out and chased Oscar with a stick. We buried the bunny head, and put up a cross that said R.I.P. My sister asked what R.I.P. meant, and she thought I said ripped in pieces. So she hit me with her stick and ran away crying.

Another thing about Oscar is that he failed obedience school, and is impossible to train.

This weekend my family and I went to Healy. We stayed the night in a cabin on Sunday. Then went to Denali Park on Monday. At Denali we had a picnic by the Savage River. Then we went on a gorgeous hike, following the river though a valley.

Have you ever gotten hurt? And I don't mean, Ow, I cut my finger. I mean really hurt. I have.

When I was 6, I got new shoes and they were cool. I wanted to see how fast I could run in them so my brother and I set up a race. My brother and I were very smart, so smart that we made our backdoor, which was made of glass, the finish line. And guess what happens when two kids run full speed at a glass door. That's right, somebody runs through it. Of course, I was lucky enough to be that person.

My face went right through the glass. It hurt, A LOT. The glass ripped through my skin. The floor was stained red with blood. Everyone was screaming and running around. It was total chaos. All the while I was gushing blood.

Finely I got patched up, the glass was swept away, and everything returned to normal. Luckily I didn't have to go to the hospital, but I still have some scars.

Okay, I don't really know what to write about so I'm going to write about not knowing what to write about.

It's hard to write when you have writer's block. I have the writer's block right now and it's on my pencil, so I have to type this story. If you have no idea what I'm talking about raise your hand. Wait I'm on the computer I can't see you raise your hand. So I'll just explain. I don't have the writer's block everybody gets, I have a special writer's block. My writer's block is a big concrete block that will sometimes appear on my desk.

It's really annoying to try to explain it to my teacher. Like, I'll go into to school and hand in my homework, but it will be blank. Then my teacher will ask me why it's blank, I tell him I had writer's block, but he doesn't believe me because it's a math paper.

One time I tried to prove to him I had writer's block by taking a picture of it. But when I showed him the picture he thought I was insane and sent me to the school nurse!

So now when I have the writer's block I just tell my teacher my dog ate my homework.

Hello. My name is GOOD1. I chose this name because I needed to come up with a new name because the one that I had didn't work. So I looked around and the first word I saw was good which became my name. But I added a 1 so if somebody asks "What's your name?' I can say "I'm The Good1."