The months went by in a blink of an eye, and it was the last week of school. My classes for the rest of the week, we're watching a movie and eating pizza ,but only people who had a good
I was at school and I was thrilled for the day to start. The reason why was because today was field day. So I got to my homeroom and my teacher Mrs. Martin (my second grade teacher) started explaining what was going to happen today. I couldn’t make out everything from the fact that I was thinking about what was going to happen today. We started heading outside carrying all the materials we will need for the day.
Trent James was sitting on his bed reading a book. “Trent! Go buy a loaf of bread and a jug of milk.” “Here’s $.50 to get you and your sister some candy.” Trent went to his cooking mother and got the money, then left for the grocery store. Trent was walking down to the local supermarket, which was one block from his house when he heard a squealing animal. It was near, yet distant. He looked over to the playground and started walking to it. He heard the crying sound again. He looked under the slide and saw a puppy crying. He scooped it up and looked for a collar. He didn’t see one. Trent then carried the dog home. “Mom. I found a dog”, Trent said. “A dog?”,Trent’s Mom said. “Yes, a dog.”,Trent said again.
Then after dinner we said goodbye to Mickey and then we brushed our teeth .Then we got ready for bed by taking a shower and getting dressed and going to bed . I didn’t go to bed until like one . But none of mine friends walk to school our moms took us so we didn’t get to talk and walk to school . Then at school everyone was talking about the weird phone call last night . But me and my friends know because we heard what our moms said about the releasing the zombie .
For Tonight was the night before Mrs. Flynn’s Birthday. Mr. Flynn Took Hours trying to find the best present for his wife. Mr. Flynn had walked through The streets for weeks, and Never found anything right. Mr. Flynn Loved his wife more than anything. He Tried Every store on South Berry Street. Nic-Nacs, Flowers, And Paintings were not right. Mrs. Flynn Wanted A Dog. In A Moment of desperation, Mr. Flynn Found a very Unusual Shop, on North Berry Street. When Mr. Flynn Entered the Unusual Place, He Was Disgusted. The Place was full of Dirty Nic-Nacs and Paintings of Dogs. The Place smelled like Rotten bones and Smoke. Mr. Flynn Looked around Nervously: “Anyone There? Hello?” He whispered. A Scary man had walked up to Mr. Flynn. “What Are you doing here? Mr. Flynn?” The Unusual man said. Mr. Flynn begged: “Please, Do You have ANY Dogs? For It Is my wife’s Birthday today, And I Cannot Upset her.” “Dogs You say? Well, Well, Mr. Flynn, I Have some Special Dogs!” The Strange Man
When he went to get back up from eating he fell(Tomber) over and it looked like he hit his head really hard on the tiled floor. Lilian ran over to him to see if he was okay, but he didn’t look so good, he couldn’t even stand back up. So Dr. and Mrs. Vandertramp decided to take him to the vet. When they arrived(Arriver) at the vet they took Old Smeller out of the car and took him to the doctor in the vet’s office. They waited in the waiting room while the doctor checked on their dog. When the doctor returned(Retourner) to the waiting room with Old Smeller she told then that Old Smeller he became(Devenir) sick and he couldn’t stand back up right away because he was getting old and that there was nothing they could do. She told them that the best thing to do was to take him home and make sure he was comfortable in his last moment with them. Lilian was feeling surprisingly sad to hear about the end of her new dog’s life being so close. She had only had him for about a week but she had spent so much time with him. So they went back(Revenir) home and made sure Old Smeller was in his soft doggy bed, and Lilian even let him lay on her favorite blanket. Lilian was about to go(Aller) get Old Smeller some water until she noticed it just looked like he
Emmerson was jumping on Holly and running all over the place, Holly was just baiting at him like a ball and growling in a playful way. Then all of the sudden Emmerson took a flying leap from our old brown couch onto the tree. Dad grabbed the tree before it could slam to the ground. but by then Emmerson was long gone. I had to hold the tree until it was ok to let go. I thought I was going to die if I had to hold that itchy thing anymore. At that moment, mom pulled into the driveway. “meet me outside” I yelled as I ran outside as fast as my legs could carry me into the cool
as my hands moved from his sholders and down his chest. He then revealed to me that Balaris, my home country, had stopped sending tribute after many years. I instently knew that Grayson was decieving me, and excused myself to the restroom to comtimplate the situation. I questioned Grayson, but he disconected our communications. Rationally, I decided to abort the mission. I returned to Jim Young, apoligizied for the situation, and politely asked for a private jet back to Balaris. He hesitated until I expressed the potential danger of the matter. Instantly I was escorted to a jet, and headed home to confront Grayson. But it was too late, by the time I reached Balaris, Grayson had fled the country. It was brodcasted on worldwide news, and not a single person ever reported his whereabouts. I demanded to speak with the vice president, but was informed over the phone that he refused to speak with me. Confusion and curiosity overwhelmed me as I headed home to see my mother. When I arrived at my small aged house, my mother wasn 't there. I paicently waited, hoping she would return home, but I never saw her again. The following day, there was a knock at the door, I ran with excitement expecting it to be my mother. To my surprise, it was the vice president. He asked to speak with me, and during our conversation he professed words that made me question everything I knew about life.
“Zooee! Come downstairs NOW!” That’s my mother. She gets mad about everything. I should probably go downstairs, but I’m caught up in a whole lot of homework. “Coming,” I replied, so she knew I was on my way. I scattered all my homework back into two neat piles and clipped them together with paper clips-one pile is finished work, and the other is unfinished. I ran out my door and hurried downstairs, not caring to turn off my lights. “What is it?” I asked, knowing it could be anything. “Your dog peed on the rug again,” she said, with a mad attitude, “When will you potty-train your dog?” My dog is a full blood black lab, and I named her Chloe. “Come on mom, she’s only twelve weeks old, and I’m working on it,” I replied. “Well, I’m getting tired of having to be careful where I step, not knowing where your dog did her business.” “Will you please stop calling her ‘your dog’? Just call her Chloe, so she gets used to the name.” “Fine,” she agreed “and by the way, your dog keeps going into that ‘haunted house’ down the street,” she added. I sighed.
It was the first day of school. Everyone was a panic and rush of excitement and nervousness. Including me. The beginning went quick. Kids arrived, talked to their friends, went to their classes, and the day started. When I first walked into my new classroom, it really didn 't seem that bad. Everyone got their stuff put away and sat down like a normal day of school. That 's when it started.
I was walking to school, like usually because i missed the bus again. My house was only four blocks away and it was a rainy day and a cold one too. When i finally made it to school everyone was already going to there classes .