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Story Telling: A Visitor from Bikini Top

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There are only a few things I absolutely hate in life and that is a liar and a stealer. I met a person who is both! I take pride in the sea-farm and house that my wife and I has created. One morning my wife was out watering the flowers in the back and a stranger approached the front door. I thought to myself, who in the Bikini Bottom is this, at my door looking homeless? I decided to open the door and he asked me if he could have a drink of water. I gave him something to drink because I felt bad  for him. We began to talk and he seemed like a nice guy. He just looked rough. His hair looked like it was thinning out, he had a huge stain on the front of his shirt and dirt on his pants. I was not sure what he might have gotten done doing.  I asked him, where was he from Bikini Top to visit Bikini Bottom. My ex wife, however, is from there. So, I asked him if he knew her. Her name is Sandy. Surprisingly enough he actually did know her.  He continued to say that...

Story Telling Week 12: The Horned Witches

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I can recall it was a very late night. I stayed up late and polishing conch shells by the fireplace. I was trying to keep my mind busy and not think about the death of my pet snail Gary. Some nights I just can not rest. Then suddenly I heard a knock at the front door. The knock was so hard it scared me. A voice called out, "Open! Open!" "Who is there?" I asked. The voice said, "I am the Witch of one Horn" I was shocked! I never had a Witch come to my house! I threw the conch shell on the ground and I freaked out. I paused for a second a thought to myself maybe Patrick or SquidWard sent the Witch over. They are my neighbors. I went to open the door and the Witch barged in. She grabbed some of the conch shells and sat by the fire. I closed the door behind her and sat down on the couch. The Witch was weird because she did not speak once she took her seat. She sat in silence but she polished the conch shells aggressively. After 10 minutes went by she pau...

Week 11 Story: The Great Flood

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Plankton and SpongeBob Now you guys, I am not usually this upset in life. However, this secret story is wild. Plankton and I will never be friends again! He killed my one and only pet Gary! He has always been out for the Krabby Patty recipe but I never thought he would take it this far. I am ready for revenge! I called up my friends Sandy, Patrick, and Mr. Krab. I decided to start a ball game to begin my revenge against Plankton. We decided to host a ball game by Goo Lagoon Beach. I asked my friends to play against Plankton and his friends that went by the name the Sea Bears. The Sea Bears and my friends began to play ball and I watched the game from the top of coral tree far away. They ended the game in a tie and decided to come back the next day to continue the ball game. I was furious because I wanted my friends to destroy the Bears right then and there. Obviously they needed my help! I walked down and told my friends I want to become a coral tree right in the middle of th...

Demon or My Child : Week 3 Story

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I can remember like yesterday, it was the happiest day of my husband and I lives. We had our first child March 13th, 2002. Her name is Mahleeyha Calvert. As a baby she was the sweetest. I can remember every morning I would walk into her room and she would have the biggest smile on her face holding onto the side of her crib waiting for me. I swear he smile was brighter than the sun shinning on California. I treasure those days because recently she's been acting like a completely different child. It scares me. It is almost like something has possessed her. I came home after work as usual and I could hear a weird tapping noise and a random scream. I ran to her room thinking someone was hurting her but she spasming out and shaking her head furiously while tapping on the window by her bed. I was shook. I did not know if I need to hold her or run. She turned around abruptly and I could see my little girl in her eyes. She then ran past me, down the stairs and went outside. She grabbed t...

The Sloth in the Tree: Week 2 Story

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My Portfolio Have you ever wondered where sloths come from......... Classroom Ring! Ring! Ring! The bells of Woodland Hills Elementary sounded! All the teachers are aligned in the hallways waiting to meet their new students. I happen to be one of those teachers. I go by Mrs.Pointer. This year I am teaching 4th grade. I hope this year goes a little  more smooth than last year. The kids were very unruly. They simply did not listen. I opened the door to the classroom and the kids took their seats. It is always funny to see them trying to sit next to their friends. The class suddenly became really loud and I tried to quite them down but it was  not working. In my mind I thought to myself, can I have a peaceful year of work? Then suddenly the little wiseman appeared. He said,"I hear your wish. Would you like me to grant your request? How about a landscaper? Plants are not unruly." I was excited to become a professional landscaper. Plants do not disrespect you. ...