Hospital Rule

As I started to wake up, I found myself in a hospital bed, with an IV stuck in my hand, and my head had a bandage on it. I rubbed my head to ease the pain. How did I even  get here? I asked myself. Then I looked around the small hospital room, and found a small information card on the side of the bed. I picked it up and read it, it said
~Year: 2025
Date: July 17th
Place of Region: Hamptonsville, USA
Name: Jennie Foregood
Occupation: student
Place of Occupation: Hamptonsville High School~
I didnt understand, what happened to my, why do do I have a bump on my head, how did I end up here. There were so many questions that were racing my mind that I was getting dizzy, and that wasnt a good thing. I called the nurse in to help me get up so I could get some air, but as she was walking into the hosptital room, she sort of gilded, not in a gracful way, but almost as if she was in somesort of daze. Her eyes had a stare to them, and her smile looked as if it would never go away. It was the stangest thing. Once she was in the room I ask her if she could help me up so I could get some air, and all she said did was open my windows. I figured it was no use getting upset over I was probably too tired anyways to walk. Before the nurse left I decided to ask her why I was here.
"Umm, excuse me. Can I ask you a question, why am I here, what happened to me?" I asked.
The nurse turned with her  creepy smile, still painted on her face and said " You had an accident, and the doctors are working on a solution"
"What do you mean 'accident'? And what do you mean theyre working on a solution, solution for what?! What happened to me?!" I began to scream, out of frustration.
The nurse didnt even answer me, she just glided away, as if she never heard me. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I was tired, frustated, confused and scared out of my wits. That night I was quietly crying myself to sleep, when I heard something, it was a whisper. I turned to my side where the curtian divider was, and I peeked through slightly, and was suprised to see a face staring back at me.
The face was that of a boy who I used to go to school with, he left in the middle of our sophmore, no one knew why, we just knew that he left. It was quiet again, then he said something.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" he aksed
"I should ask you the same thing, and besides I couldnt tell you anyways, I still not sure how I got here" I whispered with a sort of sigh.
"Well, I'm here because of my parents, they sent me here, they thought i was sick or something, but whatever it beats school." he said
"But you know something that i heard, while your were still asleep, i heard the nurses say that you fell on you had and youve been in a coma for almost a week and a half" he said
I gasped, a coma, I was in a coma, hearing that made cry even more.
" Don't be uspet, just get used to it." he said
"What do mean, get used to it, now that i'm awake theyll be sending me home, right?" I asked
Even though it was dark I could see him shaking his head.
"You still haven't figured it out have you?'' he asked
Of course not I've only been awake for a day.
"You not going anywhere, no ones coming to come and pick you up to take you home. This is youre home now and from now on." he said
I didnt believe him " What do you mean?"
He turned to his side "Once youre admitted to this hospital, and you realize that things are a little screwy, not the way their supposed to be, you stay here and dont leave." he said
"But I still dont understand" i asked
" Look you were in the clear for going home, until you flipped on the nurse asking her questions. Now they know that youve seen things for what they really are and they cant let you leave becuase theyre afriad that youll tell people that its all one big TRANCE.  Now do you get it?" he said, sounding kind of agrivated.
I couldnt sleep a wink that night, I jsut kept replaying the events of the day over and over again in my head. I wanted to go home, but I know that I can never go home.
----Haleigh

The Separation -Jasmine

  I stood there and waited till all five names were called. Today was the day that five men and women would be picked to go to a hospital and produce five healthy babies. This usually happened every year and every year they try to pick five different people so that the children wouldn’t know they`re brothers or sisters. The idea of this world always did bother me but anyone who dared go against the rules were either killed or taken away for a while and came back brand new as they would say. I never spoke out of my thoughts for the fear of dying but now that I think of it, living in this society wasn’t really better than dying.

“Kevin Browning” that’s when I froze I had so many thoughts racing through my mind. I did want to produce a child with some woman I didn’t know and the thought of my child being in this world killed me. I always knew this day would eventually come but I didn’t think this very day. I walked up to the stand and stood amongst the other four men “Thank you all for practicing in our production of new life” a voice boomed in my ear.

Guards had escorted us to the hospital where all the production happened. My eyes wandered everywhere since I never actually been in this place I heard about this place from other people who were taken to produce but I always thought they were rumors since no one was really allowed to talk about it.  I walked slowly deciding with each step I took if I should run as fast as I could anywhere far from where.  I was the last man still with the guard, the other men had already been token to their rooms and met their partner. I hesitated when the guard pointed to the room but forced my feet to move. I looked around for a while examine the room waiting till some strange woman to walk in and have my child.

After a few minutes of waiting, she appeared in the door way. I looked her up and down slowly, admiring every pretty feature of hers then she spoke “Hello I’m Sarah Parks”. She put out her hand to shake mine and again I hesitated but finally put my hand in hers “I’m Kevin, Kevin Browning” she stared at me for a while then spoke again “That`s a nice name”. I nodded as to thank her and she understood, she walked around the room as I did and said “I think this room is pretty nice” I looked up at her, wondering if she was lying or being truthful, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking so I went back to looking at the ground.

                I had sat on the bed and waited until the doctors would come in and take us to the production, I couldn’t stand the awkwardness in the room anymore and it was strange because I always preferred peace and quiet. Finally the doctors walked in but there were only two a man and a woman. The man had blond hair with hazel eyes with a serious look on his face. The woman was a bit heavy but she was still pretty she had black short curly hair that would bounce every time she spoke “Hello Mr. Kevin and Ms. Sarah how are you today?” I tried to be nice and respond but when I opened my mouth nothing came out. Sarah had answered the question for us both “We`re fine.” She had said it so sweet that even the doctor with the serious face had softened his face and gave a small smile. “Well that`s great would you two please follow me to the production room?’ I rose to my feet and walked over to where Sarah was walking and allowed myself to give a small smile as the doctor did.

Once we entered the production room I could see that the whole room was painted white and there was only one bed, I stared at the bed that was also all white and wondered what was going to happen. Sarah had settled herself on the edge of the bed and felt how soft it was then looked up and smile at me. The smile sent warmth into my body and I was confused on what was happening to my body, I questioned himself as to if I was getting sick but then the female doctor walked in “This will be your room for one month and you two must share the room and bed together. I looked at her a little mad because I already knew her plan, I didn’t care how pretty this girl was I wasn’t going to sleep with some person I had just met.

Night came and I finally gave up and settled into the room after all I was going to be here for a month might was well get use to it. I walked over to the bed and laid on the left side trying my best to stay as far as I could to where Sarah would sleep on. She appeared in front of the bathroom door and I tried my best not to look over but from the side of my eyes I could see she was fully dressed already and I sighed in relief. She jumped on the bed making me fall off onto the cold floor I was already annoyed that I was here I didn’t need Sarah to make it worst but she walked around to my side and offered her hand again to help me up. I accepted it and she pulled me up, suddenly we were very close to each other and I was looking into her eyes I realized her eyes were a light brown shade and her cheek bones were perfect and her lips were so pink I couldn’t help but stare. I moved my face closer to hers but this time my eyes were looking into hers. I was about to kiss her until I realized what I was doing and pushed myself far against the wall. She looked at me a bit hurt but I said “We should get some sleep tomorrow will be a long day”. I lied because I actually didn’t know what we`re going to do. I dragged myself into bed and she followed after and then everything went dark.

The next morning Sarah had woken up earlier than me I could see her across the room picking clothes from the closet and saw that she had picked out a flowered dress that would look nice with her skin tone. I watched her for a while before speaking “Morning”. She turned around really fast and smiled that beautiful smile of hers and again I felt that warm feeling. I got up quick and graded a towel from the cabinets then turned over to Sarah and said “I’m going to take a shower wait for me before you leave” She gave me a weird look and opened her mouth to say “Are you sure?” I smiled a bigger smile this time and answered her question “Yeah I’m sure.”

We walked over to yet another white room and waited for some waiters to come in and bring us breakfast. While waiting I decided to have a conversation with Sarah and try to get to know her more “So Sarah how are you today?” She laughed softly and looked back at me “You actually talking today, I was sure you hated me yesterday.” I laughed this time “I didn’t hate you, it`s just the way I am.” She looked at me this time with sincere eyes and then I could feel the warm feelings again. I questioned myself on how exactly was she doing this, confusing me so much but just then the waiters arrived with our meal.

After breakfast we returned back to our rooms. There wasn’t much they would let us do expect eat and walk outside for at least half an hour a day to breath in the fresh air. With all the time they had given us me and Sarah had much time to get to know each other better. I learned that she has always wanted to be a writer and she learned that I had always wanted to be a painter.

After one week went by we saw two couples leave the hospital and go back to their separate homes, the men back to their side of the land and the women to the other side. I felt as though the doctors were rushing us to produce and for some reason I didn’t mind the idea of reproducing with Sarah. I trusted her more than anyone in this world, and she always gave me this warm feeling that felt safe every time I saw her. I decided that if I was going to reproduce with anyone I was glad it was Sarah so that night I planned to finally have a child with her.

After I had finished taking a shower I stepped out so Sarah took go in and as soon as she did I went to work. I darken the room`s lights and made the bed as perfectly as I could. For the rest of the time I waited till she came out. Finally she exited the shower and entered the room she looked around for a while confused and that`s when I really noticed how truly beautiful she was, her skin was light against the darken room and her long brown light shined even in the darkest of places and her eyes glittered every time she opened them, I stood there speechless while she looked at me and smiled. I decided not to wait any longer and walked over to her. Slowly I graded her hands and moved my face towards hers, she looked me in the eyes as if waiting for me to tell her keep going, but instead I made the first move and kissed her with force. While feeling the warmth of her lips I thought to myself she is the one I needed to complete me. I pulled her over to the bed and laid her down gently as to keep her from breaking and there we spent the whole night together.

The next morning Sarah and I went to breakfast but this time a female doctor came up to us and asked to have a word with Sarah while I waited for them to come back I drank the orange juice the waiter had given us. I tried to listen in on the conversation but the waiter kept asking if I wanted anything else making it harder to hear. Once the waiter left Sarah returned to the table and I could tell something wasn’t right but I decided to ask her later.

Once in our room I asked Sarah had happened “Sarah what did the doctor said to you?” Her eyes filled with water and so I walked over to her and pulled her into my arms “The doctor said the baby is now in my stomach and will be born soon” she said between sobs. I didn’t understand the problem but then it hit me, once the baby was born we would have to separate from each other and never see each other again. I tried to calm her down and think of a plan to be together forever and asked her “Did they give you the pill?” Now that she was calmed she spoke “Yes and she said the baby should be born within the next four days.” I thought to myself what we could do to stop them from breaking us apart and finally I realized we had to run away as far as we could. I told Sarah the plan and she had agreed to run away with me. We had decided on the last day after the baby was born to run away.

Finally came the day when the day came the guards escorted  us to the production room and while Sarah gave birth to our baby I snuck out to grad some things we would need such as food, water, and some blankets I hind the backpack full of things to survive in our room in a corner. After I ran came to the production room before anyone noticed I was gone. When I got there I realized Sarah had given birth to a beautiful baby girl and I felt proud when I laid eyes on her. I walked over to Sarah`s side and held the baby in my arms. After the guards walked us back to our room and said “You have an hour with the baby then we need come back in and take her.” Sarah`s face filled with sadness and when the guards left I reminded her that she would keep the baby forever once we ran away. Her face brighten up and I began getting the backpack ready. As soon as all the doctors were attending another birth I told Sarah to put the baby in a warm blanket and follow me towards the exit. She did as I said and we went down the stairs to the nearest exit. We made sure to stay hidden and then arrived at the door that’s when a male doctor noticed us and yelled out “Stop” and pushed the emergency alarm. I yelled at Sarah “Run now” and I graded her hand and dragged her out of the hospital into the forest, we ran as fast as we could and I told her “Don’t stop even for a second we have to keep going, is the baby alright?” She nodded and I continued to run with her hand in mine.

Finally Sarah fell down and said “I can’t run anymore my feet hurt here take the baby and go without me.” I graded her hand again and this time with no patienesen yelled Sarah get up I need you to need going do this for me and the baby please Sarah get up!” She rose to her feet but then fell and I noticed that she had got shot by the doctors. I ran not knowing what to do expect run as fast as I could with the baby in my hands I was so hurt and confused. Finally I stopped and hind behind a tree until I was sure I didn’t hear or see anyone then I rested there for a while and decided what to do next. I looked down at the baby in my arms and cried softly. When I stopped crying I picked myself up and continued to walk towards anywhere other than the horrible place I had lived my whole life in and held the baby close to my chest “I`m going to name you “Hope because that`s what I need right now.”

Dystopia story

Breanne Rezendes
Mrs. Smith
Creative Writing
May 23, 2012

I was afraid. I didn’t want, Johnny, my baby to have bleached skin either, it’s not fair. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was a pale whiteish color and so was everyone else in society. I looked closer at my son, his skin was peeling. He was only 5 weeks old. I touched his face, it bruised just to touch it. I screamed, something had gone terribly wrong.

“Tanya, what’s wrong?” Robert said as he busted into the bathroom.

“Look at his face” I yelled.

“Calm down, I’m going to call the doctors. I’m sure they’ll be able to tell us what to do” He said. I didn’t understand why he seemed so nonchalant about everything.

“No, I’m going to the hospital now” I said.

Johnny had began crying. Something wasn’t right and I knew it.

Robert and I drove to the hospital. We waited in the emergency for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only about twenty minutes. Hospitals had recently developed a quicker way for patients to be in emergency rooms. When the doctor finally came he took us to a room and examined Johnny.

He hadn’t stopped crying since we left.

“Your son, Jonathan, is one of the rare cases. His skin simply doesn’t agree with the method used to bleach his skin” announced the doctor.

“So... what are you trying to say?” I said. My voice was shaky.

“We’ll have to keep him in the hospital for a few, just to monitor him. Our researchers have been developing a medicine for infants with his condition” The doctor replied.

Condition? I thought. Just because he has sensitive skin doesn’t mean he has a condition. Humans were not made to all be the same color. But now my child had a “condition”. I didn’t want to start anything so I took Robert and we stepped outside of the room.

“We have no other choice but to leave him here, the doctors will do what’s best for him” he said.

“Yea, I guess. Well I hope so.” I said.

I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye to Johnny, because then I might have changed my mind. The doctor said they didn’t know how long they’d have to keep him or how serious his “condition”  was. What if he wouldn’t be okay? was the only thing that ran through my mind.

Robert and I drove home in silence. I needed to take a stand. But what could I do? If I protested against the government I’d be thrown in jail. There had to be other people who felt this way. I was stuck.

Kailene Power

Mrs. Smith

Creative Writing

May 21, 2012

Don’t Worry, Worry

Don’t worry about who says things to you.

Worry about the people who get you through.

Don’t worry about who puts you down.

Worry about turning that frown upside down.

Don’t worry about your future, nor your past.

Worry about now, and how to make it last.

Don’t worry about school, work, or home.

Worry about your love, who calls you his own.

Don’t worry about who may be untrue.

Worry about you, and only you.

Don’t worry too much.

Worry just enough.

Advice Caitlin

Don’t let the little things continue to bother you,

To a point where you can’t take it anymore.

Brush off the rude comments and snide remarks,

They don’t mean anything at all.

Don’t let someone else’s insecurities,

Become your problems.

Don’t feed off of someone else’s negativity,

That’s exactly what they want you to do.

Fake a smile,

It can work wonders.

Pretend it doesn’t faze you,

Even if it’s killing you inside.

Don’t let them know how you really feel,

Because in the end their just waiting for you to fail.

Nobody truly cares,

Their all just curious.

Please Paint The Real Me -Jasmine

Day in and day out I sit here waiting to be painted by others
They always paint my outside look but never the feelings deep down inside
I sit and wait till one day someone comes along and paints the real me
But sadly that day seems like it will never come
So for now I shall sit and wait till one day that someone comes along and paints the true me

Don't worry - Courtney

Forget about the boys who try to talk to you.
Why waste your time?
Think about what's going to get you far in life
at the end of the line.
Put down your phone. 
You don't need the constant distraction.
Even if you don't believe it you're fine all alone.
The only person who is going to get you far in life is one person, you.
So don't worry about what other people think
and what shirt matches with blue.
Think about what's important and what matters to you. 
Don't listen to what anyone else has to say.
If it's negative they're only trying to bring you down.
They're the ones later in life who will have to pay.
While you're enjoying life happy and successful,
They will be the ones miserable and regretful. 

psychedelic colors

Don't over analyze
when he tells you he doesn't like you in that way, that's exactly what he means
and forever isn't always what it seems
sock are still socks without a mate and you don't need a mate to be complete
people will always talk,
learn to smile with their every smirk because not everyone will even like you
"When I grow up I want to look just like Beyonce" is only a dream
so don't get caught up in superficial things
take your flaws and soar beyond expectations
dream in psychedelic colors.
-Breanne

Perfection Isnt Life -Jasmine

Leave the insults behind you
Stop letting perfection get in your way
Have fun being a mess
Beating yourself up isn`t worth it
Smile and love yourself every chance you get
Don`t keep hurting yourself with people`s negative thoughts
They aren`t perfect themselves
No one is

Girl with the pearl earring

My mother is dead

Pearl earrings are her remnants

Memories of her will never fade

I am alone

Poverty stricken

My diary stays by myside

I can write for days

When the ink runs out and I am alone again

Depression sinks in

I am young and I am weak

I am vulnerable

I want to love but Iwas never taught how

Somehow I am still strong

Gathering my strength to carry on

I mean nothing,

Call me mute

My thoughts will never leave the pages of my diary

My soul cries for help

My father is dead too

And now I am even more alone

Alone, more than ever before 

My eyes scream life, but I am spiritually dead

I am emotionally drained

These earrings are my memories

-Breanne

Famous

Take a deep breath,
Sit up straight,
Count to four
It'll all be great.
How did I get so caught up in thi?
Let me start from the begining.
My parents are dead,
My little siblings barely get fed.
I can't rest,
All the worries rush through me.
Will we ever eat,
Will I ever sleep?
Will there still be time?
Oh but time for what?
A miricale?
I've never been in love,
Nor would I wish to.
It's a foolish game to be played,
Some takes your heart,
You fall,
And for what just to have it broken?
Sounds like a painful and foolish,
And I don't have time for it.
I have other things to worry about.
But i doubt
That anything is going to help
We had to sell the animals and now the farm.
Then you showed up.
With your canvas and your paint
You said you would pay
For the painting that would make you famous
The miricale that would never come,
Came.
Now I'm just the girl with the earring.
Just the girl in the painting.
The painting that made me famous.
-------Haleigh

the bench

I saw the bench,
The bench you,
And I,
Once sat on.
Something was drawing me,
Closer and closer
To it.
I caught myself staring
At the empty bench.
Thinking of all the fond memories.
Memories of when we used to sit there.
We'd look out onto the streets below us,
And just watch the world go by.
You followed me to the bench,
And we just sat there,
Watching the streets below us,
Once again.
------Haleigh

Losing You - Courtney

She was shy
and innocent.
Carrying the weight of her family on her shoulders.
Ever since her dad died everything was different.
Nothing was the same.
The only person that got her through it was him.
She saw him once a day.
Only during the day.
He was rich.
She was poor.
He was confident.
She was insecure.
They weren’t right for each other.
But neither of them cared.
Because both of them knew that no one else was there.
He came from wealth.
And she came from nothing.
Their love was a secret.
Nobody could know.
But their hidden love for each other only made it grow.
They were fed up with life and the daily routine.
They just wanted to get out and never look back, without anyone seeing.
They decided they would leave without anyone knowing, but little did they know everybody’s suspicion was growing.
A rich guy with a poor girl? No this cannot be.
We must put an end to this before they plan to flee.
The night before they planned to leave, he lay asleep soundly in his bed.
While his father entered his room, his heart full of dread.
How could my only son do this? Putting my good name to shame.
With a girl who has nothing to offer him, no money and no game.
The very next day the son did not wake up.
The girl found out from someone else.
A death in the village.
She broke down, fell to the floor.
No more him, no more life, no more love anymore.

The cannibal -Jasmine

Day in and day out I sit in this hospital chair
Hoping each day someone will come in and play
Not knowing they fallen into a trap
My trap
I wait and watch till someone comes along
To become my snack
I`m certain I`m not crazy but when hungry gets to you
You do what you have to do

Elevator

Trapped in an elevator,
Way too long,
It feels like forever,
I can hardly breathe,
I'm standing right next to him,
We haven't talked in years,
Breaking up was hard,
But just saying hi, is harder,
I haven't said a word,
He hasent said a word,
I feel his heart beating,
I'm sure he can feel mine,
It's getting hot in here,
The walls seem to be getting closer,
As do we,
The doors finally open,
But I still feel... 
Trapped in an elevator.

 -Rohmee

Parking Lot attendant

Everyday I sit
I sit in a box
A box in a parking lot
parking lot spots fill up but yet I am still alone
"that'll be five dollars mam" is what I've become
the box is lonely
humans were not meant to be alone
yet here I am
I wonder if they see my emotions through the glass
the box is transparent
and everyday I sit
I sit in this box
-Breanne

This is horrible but oh well..

Kailene Power

Mrs. Smith

Creative Writing

May 9, 2012

BebeFinders 1.0

BebeFinders 1.0! Help me find my baby! That’s how you call the squad of 6 people that find children under the age of 14. Run a ways, kidnapped kids, and even babies that may have wandered off while you took your eyes off the for “one second”. BebeFinders will find them. They have special candy that attracts kids and super duper bebe detectors that find kids up to 500 miles away. There has never been a cold case for them and they plan to never have one.

One day a babysitter names Jamie was at the park with Maddie, a girl she was watching. Maddie, aged four, was playing in the little playhouse on top of the slide. 

Jamie spotted a friend of hers and walked over to say "Hey". They started to talk and about five minutes later- Maddie was gone.

Maddie's parents would be coming to get her shortly and Maddie was no where to be found. Jamie and her friend looked all over but no sign of her was seen. 

walking abck to the park, Brit, Jamie's friend, spotted a flyer:

                           BEBEFINDERS 1.0

                           Lose Your Kid?

                           We'll Find Him/Her!

                           All You Have To Say Is:

                           "BebeFinders 1.0 help

                            me find my baby!"

Jamie said it and three minutes later, 6 people with a bunch of gear showed up. They took off right away and within ten minutes they were back with Maddie in the eldest woman's arms. Maddie thought it would be funny to play hide and seek but not tell Jamie the game was on and to try and find her. Obviously, Maddie won.

Soon after, Maddie's parents showed up and they had no clue. Jamie got paid, hugged Maddie, promised she would babysit again, and that was the end of the day- for Jamie at least...

The End.

Lame Super 7

     The Lame Super-Powered Crime Crusaders

~An ordinary day in Meteor-metro-opolis, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, kids are playing in the street, and adults are just strolling around. Just like any other day, but wait, wait one moment, there is something going on down at the Liberty bank, someone is robbing it. Oh no the humanity, they have locked the doors of the bank, there are people inside, they’re holding them all hostages, and they have weapons. Oh what will become of all this, who will save the people in the bank! Wait! Up in the sky, it’s, it’s, its, it’s the Ultimate Crime Crusaders! Here they come flying in, its cheese man, the napper, the clapper, Invisiblnator, the Mouse man, Fabricistia, magnet man, and speedy guy. ~

“Come on guys, let’s go we have to save the people in the bank and bring those clowns of robbers to justice” says Cheese man to his team

They all nod their heads, knowing what they have to do save the justice of the town. Cheese man runs over to the side of the bank and looks into the window, there are people sitting all tightly together in a circle, while the robbers are walking around them, making sure that they are staying quiet.

“Okay guys, I know what we have to do know” whispers Cheese man to the rest of his team.

“What” they all asked.

“Clapper, we need you to go over to one of the windows, where no one’s around and clap, so that the windows break and we can get inside” explains Cheese man.

“Mouse man and Invisiblanator, you two go inside and try and see if you can create a diversion, while Fabricisitia and the Napper go tie up the robbers walking around the people being held hostage. Now once you guys are all in, me and Magnet Man will go in and catch the other robbers who are taking the money from the bank. Alright, ready… break!” Cheese man continued.

Once they all got their direction, they were ready to go. Clapper ran over to one of the large windows, made sure that no one was around and then clapped his hands, setting the sonic boom sound, and breaking the windows. A huge shutter of a sound went off, and then Mouse man turned into a mouse and crawled inside the bank, scurrying around all the people and robbers causing the perfect commotion. Invisiblanator went into the bank next, he started moving plants and other things around, distracting the robbers. Then Fabrictista, and the Napper ran jumped into the bank, the Napper started to beat up the robbers while Fabricistia tied them all up tightly with the fabric. The robbers were now disoriented and tied up, except for the ones who actually robbing the bank.

            Cheese Man and Magnet Man were already fighting the other robbers. Cheese Man sprayed the robbers with his cheese spray, and Magnet Man, magnet rayed them and they became magnetic and stuck to the metal walls that were in the bank safe. They grabbed the money from the robbers and put it back into the safes. They took the robbers and threw them into the cop cars that were outside. The people were safely escorted out, where there were news cameras and reporters everywhere, as they were asking the people who were held hostage questions about the whole ordeal, the Ultimate Crime Crusaders, flew off into the distance, not wanting to be hounded by the press and to keep their identities a mystery. 

-Haleigh

Super hero story

The Dysfunctionals

The Dysfunctionals are a dysfunctional family of super heroes. They never get along and always make everything worse, so no one ever calls them for missions. Each of them has a flaw that stands out. Parfait is the mother and wants everything in her family to be perfect in her family, but she can also teleport. Control Freak is their father and he always wants to be in charge and has the power of super strength. The daughters name is Outcast, she is a socially awkward teen trying to find herself. She hates having super powers so she never uses them. However, she can read minds.

One day while the Dysfunctionals were arguing at dinner, they heard a knock on their door.

“Who is it?” Said Control Freak, annoyed.

“It’s the Police”

Control Freak opened the door and asked what the problem was.

“There has recently been a murder in the city and we don’t know who the next target will be. The police are on it, but we were wondering if you would help us, we could sure use it,” responded the officer.

“You actually want our help? You must be new to this, don’t you know my family and I always mess everything up?” Control Freak said, laughing.

The police officer looked reluctant, “Well we’re desperate.”

“PARFAIT! OUTCAST! Come here,” yelled Control Freak.

They came to the door and everything was explained to them. Outcast automatically said no, but her father, being the person he is forced her to do it. He said it would give her a chance to break out of her shell. With that being said, the family set out with the officer to meet up with the others to discuss a plan.

The Dysfunctionals were going to stay together while the police searched the Downtown area. The murderer was approximately six feet. He was fair skinned and was last seen wearing a black jacket. His last murder took place about a half hour ago.

“When we find the man, I want you to talk to him and calm him down while I do the rest of the work. You’ll know what he’s thinking, use it to our advantage” Control Freak said to Outcast.

“You want me to talk a serial killer? You’re obviously crazy and I can’t even talk to normal people. You know that” Outcast replied.

The evidence the police had collected showed he had history of killing whole families.

“What if he was after our family?” said Parfait.

“He’d never be after our family. We don’t even do anything. There’d be no point” exclaimed Control Freak.

Once Parfait brought up this idea the family started arguing. They got so caught up in arguing they forgot about their mission. They had been driving and didn’t realize they had gotten lost and someone had been following them. Control Freak got out the car to look around and see if he recognized where they were.

“This is all your fault” he yelled.

When he got out the car another car pulled up behind him and out came a tall man wearing a black jacket.

“That’s him!” Outcast screamed, terrified.

“Shut up” her father yelled.

The man ran up to family and grabbed Outcast, covered her mouth, and held a gun to her head. Outcast was so scared she had forgotten all about her super powers.

In the meantime Parfait had teleported to the police station to let them know they had found the man. No one had even realized she was gone. The police were ecstatic. Finally the Dysfunctionals had done something right. They hadn’t even noticed they had actually helped out.

Control Freak used his incredible strength to fight off the man. He grabbed the gun and held the man position he couldn’t get out of, no matter how hard he tried.

Moments later the police arrived and arrested the man.

“I can’t thank you enough” said the officer. “This man is wanted in cities throughout the U.S and we finally got him, thanks to you guys.”

“I still wonder why he was after our family” replied Parfait.

-Breanne

Cinderella's Step-Mother

When most people hear my name,

One word comes to mind.

Evil.

Little do readers know,

There’s much more to the story of Cinderella,

Than once up a time.

                                                                                                       

The moment I met Cinderella’s father,

I could never get the same amount of attention as she did.

I had to fight for a glimpse in my direction,

While she just sat there not realizing how much interest he had in her

He was always watching, always smiling.

With each glance, and each grin,

I grew more and more jealous.

I knew with the beauty Cinderella held,

Many men would fight for her attention just as I had to do with her own father,

My own husband.

More beautiful than my own daughters,

I could not bring myself to admit it,

I knew something had to be done.

Years passed,

Days came and went.

We lost Cinderella’s father and I knew this was my chance.

No longer would she receive all the attention.

It was my turn.

It was my daughters’ turns.

Cinderella’s prime would come to an end.

Away went the ball gowns,

And in came the rags.

Away perfumes and the makeup,

And in came the brooms and mops.

No longer Daddy’s little girl,

But our little servant.

As the days went on,

I could see the smile was long gone off of Cinderella’s face.

With her smile drifting,

I felt a sense of accomplishment.

She would now know how it felt to be a position where happiness had to be fought for.

One day in the mail there came a letter.

An invitation to the ball addressed to Cinderella.

Immediately I disposed of it.

Why would she want to attend it anyways?

She had nothing to wear.

She had too many chores to do.

Besides if anyone were to go to the ball it would be my daughters.

Especially at this point, they were more eligible for a ball than Cinderella could ever be.

I should have realized her mood changing.

There was a little more of a swing in her step.

She pushed a little harder through her chores.

The corners of her mouth formed what to be a smile every so often.

I should have asked.

By the time I realized,

It was too late.

The fitting for the glass slipper had come.

I had not been thinking right and allowed Cinderella to come along with my daughters and me to try it on.

 As each of my children sat before the prince,

The shoe did not slip on.

One too big, one too small.

Cinderella approached the chair,

It glided on with ease.

I had been played in my own game.

I had lost what I began.

My attention was still not won.

Cinderella had come out on top,

Leaving me and my daughters in the dust.

That is where the fairytale ends,

But I wouldn’t know, my fairytale had never begun.

Caitlin Stapleton