Now I will check and see if they're done right now. “Is everybody done?” “Yeah,” the class replied. We went over all of the questions now I will talk to Mr. Beard. “So Mr. Beard, what improvements are you going to add to the house?” “Well I was thinkin’ about adding a nice wooden porch in
I groan as Slughorn walks into the Potions Classroom, “Hello everyone.” he smiles. “So, today we will be working on notes, but before we start I’d like to discuss some issues that we had last year.” I could hear Sirius and James chuckle behind me, and Remus hung his head.
The doorknob turned and a tall man in black clothing stood glaring at them. The two kids gazed up at him shivering in their shoes. Jesse elbowed his brother forwards. “Ummm ahh trick or ...... treat?” Waylon said.
I set down my bags full of party supplies onto the counter, and I walked over to the stairs that lead down into the garage and saw Mr. Francis waddling up the stairs and struggling to keep all the bags in hand. After all of the party supplies were brought upstairs, Mr. Francis and I got right to work. We put out all of the snack trays, blew up balloons just for fun, set up all of the decorations, and made a little snack bar with plastic plates, silverware, snack trays, red solo cups, and four different kinds of soda. Mr. Francis and I got done setting up just in time and before we knew it, there was a knock on the door. Mr. Francis went to welcome my friends in and as soon as he opened the door, I saw Santa Claus’s jolly face and Rudolph’s bright red nose. Santa was dressed in his Sunday best, a knit wool Christmas sweater
“Hey! Act like a knight! Here’s what happened: I was working on a regular tooth fairy day, taking kids’ teeth from all around the world. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, no other flying men in black suits mugged me and brought me to a dark room. While I was trying to figure out what had happened, they came in and dragged me into a van, and there was where everything started. They told me that Santa Claus had gone MIA during Christmas Eve, and my mission was to locate him and to bring him back. They gave me a new identity and made marry you because you had the money and power we needed to locate Santa to save Christmas. There weren’t any news until two weeks ago. There were reports of Santa being spotted here in Schneizereindeer while you were gone. That’s when you became worthless to us so I left. I’m sorry.”
The Alarm goes of in the present area. Quickly Santa calls Mike to get down to the Present area. Santa and Mike find that they have some bad elves. The elves commanded Santa to give them the secret password to get into the secret door, but Santa wouldn’t give it to them. Mike tried to convince Santa to tell them the it , but Mike wasn’t convincing enough because he didn’t say the password. So the elves stole the Santa's sled and left. ”We’ll be back”, The elves said as they were on there way.
Santa got off from his sleigh and grabbed the sack and slung it across his shoulders. The reindeers were blowing smoke from their nose. Santa walked up to masmine and patted her on her head and said “ho ho ho.’’ The reindeers started to eat the plants and trees, Santa started walking up to the door and masmine followed behind him.
It was a bright and sunny Friday afternoon and the unicorn children were being let out of school for the weekend. Most days the unicorn children would happily skip all the way home and greet their parents at the doorstep. Which is what they did. Sunny, the smartest unicorn
‘’And look at the bottom, there’s a door,’’ said Professor Blainey. Everyone cheered with joy and jumped around like there was no tomorrow. While everyone was hugging and prancing around two red Jeeps pulled up to their campsite, and 3 men in lavish suits stepped out.
On a recent outing to see a movie with my family I was struck by something no one else noticed. In the film, a well known actress portrays a successful New York business owner who flits from one high powered meeting to another, dines in expensive restaurants and even visits a local bar for a few shots with her employees. She’s seen at home with her husband and child, snuggling in bed; even throwing up into a streetside trashcan ~ all without any obvious hairstyle changes. Hmmm...with such a wide spectrum of commitments vying for her, wouldn’t she take the time to change her style, even a little? Pinned up? Curled? Flipped out or under? Some other style other than tucking her bangs within her mid-length straight hair.
He stopped in front of one, and swept his arm inside the room, “My office!” he said, and he followed in behind Sylvester and settled in a leather chair behind a desk. “Pick a chair and have a seat. …Coffee?”