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  It Wasn’t the End After All   By: Carrie Keiser “The End,” Jenny said as she closed the book and gently leaned over to kiss her daughter, Hailey, goodnight. Every night the same bedtime story.  It seemed that it was a happy ending but at the same time, it felt as though the story really wasn’t over. Tonight was one of those nights when it felt like there were more words, it couldn’t be the end, not really. Jenny shook her head, that was a silly thought, she was sure it must have come from Hailey’s insistence that there is always more to the story. Her daughter was constantly asking, “But what comes next, Mommy? After the sunset they ride off to?” Or, “Why don’t we have a secret woods where Pooh Bear lives?”  Hailey is a lot more curious than Jenny ever was. This month’s story of choice is: Cinderella and it’s been wiggling its way into Jenny’s mind. She went the bathroom, brushed her teeth, climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep. “Good morning, highness. Breakfast will be right u

  By: Aaron Leavitt The autumn was so peaceful, the calm clear cool was in the air The leaves would change their colors, peaceful smells were everywhere Restful walks through woods and wilds, critters bounding out of sight Lazy trails of perfect colors, soothing sunsets turned to night Now there’s chattering and jabbering, and extra stress at every turn Sharing stories, making statements, in uncertainty I churn Gossips chatting, even gabbing, I just wish that it would stop Noise and chaos hardly breaking, makes my ears feel like they’ll pop The birds have fled to hiding, no more creatures anywhere Fluffy tails set all aquiver, no more quail, or deer or hare So we hide inside and wonder, covered ears to hide the squawk It used to be so peaceful, when did pumpkins learn to talk? When did pumpkins learned to talk By: Vanessa Holmquist - Because I used a pumpkin to summon ghost. It was a Ouija gourd. When Did pumpkins Learn To Talk It was an evening late in October, we had our spooky fal

  By: Scott Keiser One day I decided to go shooting with my friends. I had my mom unlock the safe and grabbed my rifle and a box of ammo. I was in a hurry to get to the range, as my friends were already there. When I had already laid out my rifle and ammo, I realized I did not bring any hearing protection. Since we had only about an hour of sun left, I decided against going home for some ear plugs. We shot around 500 rounds that evening. All of it without any hearing protection. The rest of the night I got a sense of what it would have been like to be Beethoven.  By: Carrie Keiser The room was loud and her head was spinning but she could hear clearly: “Use earplugs or join Beethoven’s world,” whispering in her head. Why Jenny's mother had ever said that to her, she didn’t understand. Well, it certainly hadn’t made sense at the time her mother made that statement to her. But now in this room full of all noise it was ringing clearer.  In the midst of the current cacophony, she drifts

A trip! By: Ryanne Leavitt A trip to the beach! A trip to the beach with driftwood! Driftwood and sand! Driftwood and sand and fog! Driftwood and sand and fog and fighter jets! Freighter jets and seals! Fighter jets and seals and sun! Fighter jets and seals and sun and rocks! Rocks and hikes! Rock and hikes and waves! Rocks and hikes and waves and water shoes! Water shoes and a happy girl Water shoes and a happy girl splashing with friends! Water shoes and a happy girl splashing with friends in tidal pools! Tidal pools and ice cream cones! Tidal pools and ice cream cones and walking in town! Tidal pools and ice cream cones and walking in town in shorts! In shorts in sunshine! In shorts in sunshine with out sunscreen! In shorts in sunshine with out sunscreen now sunburned.  We Forgot the Sunscreen and We Got Sunburned By: Carrie Keiser The sun peeked through the window waking Janice and James from their slumber.  Janice rolled over and check the time on her phone, 6:15. She groaned, flo