MR_Erin

Hi i'm Erin. My favorite color is green and I love to play volleyball.I have two siblings and two dogs and one cat. I love to play with my friends and I take dance lessons. I am 10 years old and I love math.

Drowned By:Erin

You have probably heard about all those fairy tails and how they always end all happy and stuff. Well, this story is……… a different kind. Let me show you what I mean.

Once upon a Wednesday, there were three fine, fantastic friends: a little green alien named Rob, a purple turtle wizard named Harold, and an elf named Chuck. They all lived on the planet Bogle in the enchanted forest of Nomi. They all were very good in school and they thought they lived a perfect life in their houses made of sticks, leaves, dead trees, grass and mud. Until one day something strange happened. They were all asleep in their little houses when all of a sudden, at about 1:00 pm, they heard a terrible noise. It sort of woke them up, but then there was a much bigger, louder, and scarier noise and they were wide awake. They scrambled out of bed and walked outside shaking so hard they almost fell over. It wasn’t long until they heard the noise again, it sounded like this:

“Ahhhoooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhaggreeek!”

And it was terrible. So, they went and got their emergency weapons. All of a sudden a big, hairy, fierce looking monster popped out of the tree and before they could figure out what was going on they were firing their weapons and screaming. They hit the monster in the arm and he started to howl. Then, the firing stopped.

“I am Death!” the monster yelled. “You will come and be my slaves!”

They didn’t have much of a choice so they got all chained up by his pickle warriors and got dragged away to his fortress. They were locked in a cell and that was it. But Harold had a plan. He saw the guard was asleep and cast a spell on the door and they were free! They ran out into the forest so fast they didn’t know where they were going.

“Where are we?” asked Rob. “I dunno, don’t ask me.” said Chuck in confusion.

“Well, wherever we are it is sort of scaring me. Let’s try to find our way home.” suggested Rob.

“Sounds good to me!” said Harold.

So they walked on and on until their legs were so tired they fell over. Then, out popped a clumsy, rather small potato and he poofed them back to Death’s fortress.

“Oh no!” groaned Harold. “That mean little potato took my magic powers, we won’t be able to get out of this.”

There were pickles at every part of the floor that was possible to step in. They were captured at once and sent to the dungeon where they met up with Death.

“So,” Death spoke loudly, “You thought you could escape me eh? Well you were wrong! Good thing I had that potato there. I am such a genius.”

Rob, Harold and Chuck looked at each other in confusion.

“Now you will pay for what you have done!” said Death. “Each of you will be put in a box and the box will have a ton of tape on it and a lot of holes in it. Then, you will be thrown out to sea and you will drown!”

“Oh crud!” said Chuck.

“Oh great!” Rob said sarcastically

“Oh man!” moaned Harold.

So they did what they were told because they were scared he would hurt them if they didn’t. They all drown and Death took over the world of Bogle and everyone worked as hard as ants.

Hey, I told you in the beginning, this is a different kind of story.