Charlette's Web

I chose to answer question 4. The answer to that is yes. The time I stuck up for someone smaller was when my dog had her latest litter of puppies. The smallest puppy was being all left out because the mom couldn't keep up with all of them. I then had to beg my dad so that I could try to raise it myself. Dad didn't think anyone would want to spend money on it because it was just to small. I convinced him into letting me keep it and I have had her for four years now. My story about my dog is kind of like Fern and Wilbur's. I saved a dog by a simple decision I made back then. If the world appreciated what they have like I did back then, I believe times like today would be different.  

A Day No PIgs Would Die blog #1

    I have a big dog named Lilly. I have had her since she was a pup. My dog does act more like a friend sometimes.Whenever I am having a bad day, I know she is there to listen to me. After I tell her some of the things that happened she acts like she's listening and makes me feel better. She then gets real happy when she can see me smile. She gets all playful after that. We could play together for hours because she never gets tired. I love it when my dog is there for me in those certain times.

Group A Point of View Story Switching

           It is 8:15; Tom and I are standing at my locker. I open my locker to make sure none of my morning breakfast remains on my perfect smile. I notice my best friend Sarah in the congested hallway. She seems very angry for some reason though. Tom and I are on the homecoming committee. We are talking about the new decorations that had just come in. When I shut my locker door, Sarah was standing right behind yelling "YOU BETTER NOT GO TO HOMECOMING WITH TOM, HE'S MINE AND I KNOW HE WANTS TO ASK ME!!!!!" She then told me that I was a nobody before she gave me a complete makeover, which isn't true! Sarah is completely wrong! Chucks are in style, I don't care what she says! I don't like Tom! This really bites! Forget this; he is going to ask her to homecoming, mark my words!

Creepy Halloween

Once upon a time, there was a eight year old girl named Kellie. Kellie loved to go to Haunted Houses. Her mommy finally agreed to letting her go alone this year. The little girl got all dressed up and was so excited. Her mommy dropped her off around eight o'clock. As the mother drops her child off she gives her a big kiss, Little did she know that would be the last time she would see her daughter alive.

As the daughter enters the scary house, she hears a loud creaking of the upper floor. This builds Kellie's curiousity and she ran upstairs. When Kellie reachs the upper floor, she hears a door slam shut. When Kellie hears this she goes into the room of the door. Something then whispers into Kellie's ear to run as fast as she can out of the house. Kellie didnt listen though because she didn't believe it was a ghost.

The next thing Kellie realizes is something as captured her. She is being drug out to a cemetary and then put in a hole. The last thing she heard before her death was, "I am now taking your life as my daughters was took three years ago. She was also kidnapped at a Huanted House. You must pay the price for entering and disturbing my home."

Now Kellie's mom goes around doing the same thing that was done to her precious Kellie.