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Found it... Look under my posts and find "The Personal Life of Joseph McKnight"
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The 39 clues Chapter 1 Benjamin’s p.o.v. At the beginning of The medusa plot “Are you ready to go to Amy and Dan’s house?” mom calls
“Yeah, Mom” I call back. She walks to me.
“Well then, please get in the car.” I notice that she’s a little pale
“Um, ok. But, uh Mom? Are you….”
“Please, just go.” She interrupts. “And take this.” She hands me a piece of paper. “Don’t read it until you are at Amy and Dan’s house.”
“It’s a, uhhh… scavenger hunt that I want you to do together.” Then she walks upstairs and I walk to the car.
After a while I look at my watch. 10:37?!! We’re supposed to be there at 11:00. And they’re half an hour away! I go inside to tell Mom to hurry. As soon as I reach the stairs I hear a thud. Then a muffled scream
"Benjamin, get away from here!!! Get as far as you can!!! Hurry!!! Run!!!"
Chapter 2 Benjamin’s p.o.v. I got on my bike and rode as fast as I could for about a half-mile, Then I slowed down and thought maybe I could hitch hike. Just as I thought that a ford fusion pulls up beside me and a Korean lady steps out. “Are you Benjamin Rosenbloom?” she asks “Umm…. that’s my mom’s maiden name. My last name is….” “Get in the car.” She interrupts “You haven’t even told me who you are!” “Just call me lisp. Now get in!” I got in. “Where are we going?” I ask. “Around the world six Cahills have been kidnapped your Mom is not a Cahill and she has been captured.” “Cahill? Like Dan Cahill?” I ask. “Yes.” She answers. “We are going to Amy and Dan’s house.” “If you’re wanting to know why.” The large man driving. “Then we can’t tell you.” I noticed he had a going down from the tip of his nose to his cheek. “Um. Who are you?” I wonder out loud.“I am a vesper.”
Chapter 3 Benjamin’s p.o.v. “What is a vesper?” I whisper to lisp. “There are many questions we can answer.” The scarred man says before lisp can answer. “And that is not one of them.” After about twenty-five minutes of silent driving we arrived at Dan and Amy’s house. “You go in and see if Amy and Dan are there. We’ll stay and wait. Lisp said. “They were expecting me. I kinda think they’ll be there.” I say.“Um. Yeah. We just want you to go in there. You have half an hour.” Lisp says. I get out of the car and start walking toward the mansion. When I look behind me I see that they are watching me. Creepy.Then my cellphone rings. I answer it. “Hello?” “Where are you?” I hear Dan’s voice ask “I’m in your yard walking to your house. I say grinning. “did a silver ford take you there?” Dan asks. “Yes.” I answer. “then things are much worse than I thought.”
Chapter 4 My smile fades. “How?” I ask. “That person is a vesper!” Dan answers. “Yeah, I know. But, what is a vesper”. I ask. “I’ll tell you later. Gotta go!” Dan says quickly I put the phone back in my pocket then feel a paper. “What is this?” I take it out of my pocket and look at it. Suddenly I remember. Mom gave it to me when she was… no. I think. I can’t get all emotional. Mom needs me. The wind picks up and I drop the paper. Before I can chase after it I see girl running toward me. “Who are…? OOMF!!!” I exclaim as she tackles me. “Why did…. I hear a gunshot and a bullet whizzes past my head. “Run to the woods.” She says. Her voice is soft. Not what I expected from how strong she is. I start running. We get to the woods. “My name is Benjamin but most people call me Ben.” I say holding out my hand to shake. She has a good grip. I notice she is peering down at something. I realize we’re still shaking hands. Oops. I let go just as she yanks her hand back as hard as she can. The result wasn’t pretty. She toppled over backward landing face first on a sharp rock. When she looked back up at me she has tears welling up in her glassy blue eyes. I notice a gash on her cheek. I quickly take off my backpack and dig around for my first-aid kit. I find it and get out some gauze and a Band-Aid. In three short seconds I put the Band-Aid on the gauze and place it gently on the cut. “Is that any better?” she merely nods. “We need to go to my house.” She says. “My mom was kidnapped and I need to look for clues.” “My mom was kidnapped too.” I say. We walk for about five minutes. “Thank you.” The girl says. “For what?” I ask “For helping me.” “No one has ever helped me besides my mom.”“By the way my name is Ashley.” “Look there’s my house!” She says. “Come on Ben!” Ashley says as she grabs my arm and yanks it. “Hurry up!” “I’m coming. I’m coming.” I murmur. Somehow I have a bad feeling about this. I think. We race inside. Ashley makes it in before me. Suddenly she screams. “AAAAHHHHHH…!!!!!” “BEN, HELP ME…!!!!!
Chapter 5
I wake up with a throbbing headache. I groan and look around and see Ashley and a boy talking.
Then Ashley glances over toward me.
"Finally awake,eh?" She says with a grin. "I couldn't wake you up and I thought about using jujitsu but then you would probably be out even longer. Oh! Ben meet Michal. He's the one who knocked us both out but it was an accident. He's fifteen.
Um. Hi. I say.
"I've told im everything about us and our parents." Ashley says.
"I have to...um...make a phone call." Michal tells us.
"We don't even know who this guy is!" I say when he is out of earshot. "For all we know he's the one who kidnapped our moms!" Just as I say it Michal comes back. with a gun.
"Actually I agree with you, Ben." He says. "You shoudn't just trust anyone."
Before I can stop her Ashley springs like an angry cat at Michal. I close my eye's. I don't hear a scream that can mean only one of two things. And i don't want to see which.
I feel tears come to my eyes. I open one eye then quickly open the other. I see Ashley looking at me, her head cocked to one side. I wipe my eyes and feel my face growing hot.
"One little karate kick to the nose and he was out like a light." Ashley says tilting her head back to normal.
"We should go back in my house."
"Okay." I answer her.
"What is that?" Ashley says when we get inside.
"What's what?" I ask her looking around.
"That black thing on the table." She says walking over to it. "I don't remember me or my faimly having anything that looks like that."
I walk over to her to see what she is talking about.
"It's a phone!" Ashley annonces.(sp?) "But not like one I've ever seen."
Then it rings.
is that enough? XD I just posted the next chapter but it's not there yet so sorry It's not all of it.
“Yeah, Mom” I call back. She walks to me.
“Well then, please get in the car.” I notice that she’s a little pale
“Um, ok. But, uh Mom? Are you….”
“Please, just go.” She interrupts. “And take this.” She hands me a piece of paper. “Don’t read it until you are at Amy and Dan’s house.”
“It’s a, uhhh… scavenger hunt that I want you to do together.” Then she walks upstairs and I walk to the car.
After a while I look at my watch. 10:37?!! We’re supposed to be there at 11:00. And they’re half an hour away! I go inside to tell Mom to hurry. As soon as I reach the stairs I hear a thud. Then a muffled scream
"Benjamin, get away from here!!! Get as far as you can!!! Hurry!!! Run!!!"
Chapter 2 Benjamin’s p.o.v. I got on my bike and rode as fast as I could for about a half-mile, Then I slowed down and thought maybe I could hitch hike. Just as I thought that a ford fusion pulls up beside me and a Korean lady steps out. “Are you Benjamin Rosenbloom?” she asks “Umm…. that’s my mom’s maiden name. My last name is….” “Get in the car.” She interrupts “You haven’t even told me who you are!” “Just call me lisp. Now get in!” I got in. “Where are we going?” I ask. “Around the world six Cahills have been kidnapped your Mom is not a Cahill and she has been captured.” “Cahill? Like Dan Cahill?” I ask. “Yes.” She answers. “We are going to Amy and Dan’s house.” “If you’re wanting to know why.” The large man driving. “Then we can’t tell you.” I noticed he had a going down from the tip of his nose to his cheek. “Um. Who are you?” I wonder out loud.“I am a vesper.”
Chapter 3 Benjamin’s p.o.v. “What is a vesper?” I whisper to lisp. “There are many questions we can answer.” The scarred man says before lisp can answer. “And that is not one of them.” After about twenty-five minutes of silent driving we arrived at Dan and Amy’s house. “You go in and see if Amy and Dan are there. We’ll stay and wait. Lisp said. “They were expecting me. I kinda think they’ll be there.” I say.“Um. Yeah. We just want you to go in there. You have half an hour.” Lisp says. I get out of the car and start walking toward the mansion. When I look behind me I see that they are watching me. Creepy.Then my cellphone rings. I answer it. “Hello?” “Where are you?” I hear Dan’s voice ask “I’m in your yard walking to your house. I say grinning. “did a silver ford take you there?” Dan asks. “Yes.” I answer. “then things are much worse than I thought.”
Chapter 4 My smile fades. “How?” I ask. “That person is a vesper!” Dan answers. “Yeah, I know. But, what is a vesper”. I ask. “I’ll tell you later. Gotta go!” Dan says quickly I put the phone back in my pocket then feel a paper. “What is this?” I take it out of my pocket and look at it. Suddenly I remember. Mom gave it to me when she was… no. I think. I can’t get all emotional. Mom needs me. The wind picks up and I drop the paper. Before I can chase after it I see girl running toward me. “Who are…? OOMF!!!” I exclaim as she tackles me. “Why did…. I hear a gunshot and a bullet whizzes past my head. “Run to the woods.” She says. Her voice is soft. Not what I expected from how strong she is. I start running. We get to the woods. “My name is Benjamin but most people call me Ben.” I say holding out my hand to shake. She has a good grip. I notice she is peering down at something. I realize we’re still shaking hands. Oops. I let go just as she yanks her hand back as hard as she can. The result wasn’t pretty. She toppled over backward landing face first on a sharp rock. When she looked back up at me she has tears welling up in her glassy blue eyes. I notice a gash on her cheek. I quickly take off my backpack and dig around for my first-aid kit. I find it and get out some gauze and a Band-Aid. In three short seconds I put the Band-Aid on the gauze and place it gently on the cut. “Is that any better?” she merely nods. “We need to go to my house.” She says. “My mom was kidnapped and I need to look for clues.” “My mom was kidnapped too.” I say. We walk for about five minutes. “Thank you.” The girl says. “For what?” I ask “For helping me.” “No one has ever helped me besides my mom.”“By the way my name is Ashley.” “Look there’s my house!” She says. “Come on Ben!” Ashley says as she grabs my arm and yanks it. “Hurry up!” “I’m coming. I’m coming.” I murmur. Somehow I have a bad feeling about this. I think. We race inside. Ashley makes it in before me. Suddenly she screams. “AAAAHHHHHH…!!!!!” “BEN, HELP ME…!!!!!
Chapter 5
I wake up with a throbbing headache. I groan and look around and see Ashley and a boy talking.
Then Ashley glances over toward me.
"Finally awake,eh?" She says with a grin. "I couldn't wake you up and I thought about using jujitsu but then you would probably be out even longer. Oh! Ben meet Michal. He's the one who knocked us both out but it was an accident. He's fifteen.
Um. Hi. I say.
"I've told im everything about us and our parents." Ashley says.
"I have to...um...make a phone call." Michal tells us.
"We don't even know who this guy is!" I say when he is out of earshot. "For all we know he's the one who kidnapped our moms!" Just as I say it Michal comes back. with a gun.
"Actually I agree with you, Ben." He says. "You shoudn't just trust anyone."
Before I can stop her Ashley springs like an angry cat at Michal. I close my eye's. I don't hear a scream that can mean only one of two things. And i don't want to see which.
I feel tears come to my eyes. I open one eye then quickly open the other. I see Ashley looking at me, her head cocked to one side. I wipe my eyes and feel my face growing hot.
"One little karate kick to the nose and he was out like a light." Ashley says tilting her head back to normal.
"We should go back in my house."
"Okay." I answer her.
"What is that?" Ashley says when we get inside.
"What's what?" I ask her looking around.
"That black thing on the table." She says walking over to it. "I don't remember me or my faimly having anything that looks like that."
I walk over to her to see what she is talking about.
"It's a phone!" Ashley annonces.(sp?) "But not like one I've ever seen."
Then it rings.
is that enough? XD I just posted the next chapter but it's not there yet so sorry It's not all of it.
Writing Contest!!!! Round 1!!! Hosted by Madi!
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Sure, judge sounds fine. :) Just tell me what to do or where to go, and I'm on it. :)
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Jenna, once everyone posts the link, or stars writing it, I will post a Judging page. We will probably eliminate about 3 Contestants every round
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Madi! Can I be in? I got home late last night so I didn't see this. Can I join?
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Here is my story!
I screamed at the top of my 15 year old lungs, which is pretty loud according to the many people who sleep directly and indirectly next to me during the sleepovers I go to. All I could see was my lime green ceiling with pictures of badly painted gemstones, labeled carefully in big block letters, not a creature of horrifying darkness. In the corner was Ruby then Jade, Alexandrite, and other ones, spread in a neat orderly square. There was none of them in the middle. “Come on, Jessi. Think about dad for just a moment.” I told myself. My father painted these on my ceiling before I was born, but I don’t like to talk about him a lot. See, I was 5 years old when my dad died. It had started out as a happy day, a Saturday full of high hopes and dreams of dashing princes and underwater castles that only a young girl could have. The monsters in books were comforted away by his goofy smile that made even the worry on mom’s face go away. He left for work one day and there was a minor explosion in the construction site from a cigarette lighter and they said it was fine after a few minutes, but he died all the same. They never found his body in the crumbly remains. The fear of the dark produced never was an imaginary thing that was washed away ever again. Not that I was scared of the dark, it just made me feel strange, cold feelings in my hands. I despised those repulsive, appalling, unspeakable, vile, ghastly, strange dreams I had every night. To cut a long story short, it gave me the chills.
I screamed at the top of my 15 year old lungs, which is pretty loud according to the many people who sleep directly and indirectly next to me during the sleepovers I go to. All I could see was my lime green ceiling with pictures of badly painted gemstones, labeled carefully in big block letters, not a creature of horrifying darkness. In the corner was Ruby then Jade, Alexandrite, and other ones, spread in a neat orderly square. There was none of them in the middle. “Come on, Jessi. Think about dad for just a moment.” I told myself. My father painted these on my ceiling before I was born, but I don’t like to talk about him a lot. See, I was 5 years old when my dad died. It had started out as a happy day, a Saturday full of high hopes and dreams of dashing princes and underwater castles that only a young girl could have. The monsters in books were comforted away by his goofy smile that made even the worry on mom’s face go away. He left for work one day and there was a minor explosion in the construction site from a cigarette lighter and they said it was fine after a few minutes, but he died all the same. They never found his body in the crumbly remains. The fear of the dark produced never was an imaginary thing that was washed away ever again. Not that I was scared of the dark, it just made me feel strange, cold feelings in my hands. I despised those repulsive, appalling, unspeakable, vile, ghastly, strange dreams I had every night. To cut a long story short, it gave me the chills.
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Mirabella flipped a page of her textbook. She sighed. Math was so overrated. It was the worst thing in history which she also completely failed at. Loud rock music came from the bedroom to the right. Josh was drowning himself in music again. Another completely horrible thing in her dumb life she had. “Keep it down Josh! Some people are actually working.” She yelled to the wall. Mirabella groaned and fell onto her bed. Another page was flipped and another problem to be solved. Counting in her head was a waste of time and so was paper. She was a total epic failure. School started in 7 hours and she could not wait for it to be over. Mirabella curled up under the covers and slept.
Words appeared in her head, making her confused. Nothing felt worse. Mirabella was tied up in a chair surrounded by all those words and numbers . . . She screamed and woke up. It was just another dream. She remembered School started today. Her phone was broken. If the old saying was true, that bad luck came in threes, Mirabella was in huge trouble. It was 7:30 and she only had 30 minutes to get ready. Putting on a dark wash denim jacket, fresh red tee, and a pair of skinny jeans, she ran down to breakfast. Josh and dad were fighting again. This is the third bad thing. Ever since dad got divorced everything went haywire. He drove her nuts. They argued about cereal to college. It might be even worse than another bad day of being invisible. She ran out of the house calling “See you later!” After about a block her pace slowed to a walk. Ahead was her worst enemy, crowds of people. She dodged them and leaped up to the front door to homeroom. There was one seat left, next to melody. Class started and Mirabella slid into the seat.
After another lousy day, she ran home halfway but then she heard a noise from behind. Was it a person? Mirabella stepped toward the bush. Suddenly her coppery auburn hair tangled with the twigs. Yanking, she fell into the bush. A sharp stab of pain hit her leg. She held back tears as she saw Derek Granders reading a crumpled piece of paper and threw it. His impecable football aim from years of practice guaranteed that it hit the bush, exposing her. “Hey, do you have a scissor?” she said weakly. “Who are you?” he asked, his face contorted as if thinking. “Mirabella Jones, we are at Washington Middle School together?” He still didn’t notice the hair. She pointed to her hair attached to the bush. “Ouch! Well, no but I do have a pocket knife.” He pulled a worn pocket knife out and cut the bush with short, hard strokes. Mirabella scrambled out of the bushes but winced as she saw her leg.
Mirabella flipped a page of her textbook. She sighed. Math was so overrated. It was the worst thing in history which she also completely failed at. Loud rock music came from the bedroom to the right. Josh was drowning himself in music again. Another completely horrible thing in her dumb life she had. “Keep it down Josh! Some people are actually working.” She yelled to the wall. Mirabella groaned and fell onto her bed. Another page was flipped and another problem to be solved. Counting in her head was a waste of time and so was paper. She was a total epic failure. School started in 7 hours and she could not wait for it to be over. Mirabella curled up under the covers and slept.
Words appeared in her head, making her confused. Nothing felt worse. Mirabella was tied up in a chair surrounded by all those words and numbers . . . She screamed and woke up. It was just another dream. She remembered School started today. Her phone was broken. If the old saying was true, that bad luck came in threes, Mirabella was in huge trouble. It was 7:30 and she only had 30 minutes to get ready. Putting on a dark wash denim jacket, fresh red tee, and a pair of skinny jeans, she ran down to breakfast. Josh and dad were fighting again. This is the third bad thing. Ever since dad got divorced everything went haywire. He drove her nuts. They argued about cereal to college. It might be even worse than another bad day of being invisible. She ran out of the house calling “See you later!” After about a block her pace slowed to a walk. Ahead was her worst enemy, crowds of people. She dodged them and leaped up to the front door to homeroom. There was one seat left, next to melody. Class started and Mirabella slid into the seat.
After another lousy day, she ran home halfway but then she heard a noise from behind. Was it a person? Mirabella stepped toward the bush. Suddenly her coppery auburn hair tangled with the twigs. Yanking, she fell into the bush. A sharp stab of pain hit her leg. She held back tears as she saw Derek Granders reading a crumpled piece of paper and threw it. His impecable football aim from years of practice guaranteed that it hit the bush, exposing her. “Hey, do you have a scissor?” she said weakly. “Who are you?” he asked, his face contorted as if thinking. “Mirabella Jones, we are at Washington Middle School together?” He still didn’t notice the hair. She pointed to her hair attached to the bush. “Ouch! Well, no but I do have a pocket knife.” He pulled a worn pocket knife out and cut the bush with short, hard strokes. Mirabella scrambled out of the bushes but winced as she saw her leg.
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Sorry I haven't posted my story yet. I've been on vacation.
The story I'm entering is from a different account, so I still wrote it, just by a different name.
Here is the character for my story:
Name: Brooklyn Star
Looks: REALLY long curly brown hair, brown eyes, dazzling smile, tall, skinny, tan
Personality: serious, funny at times, very outgoing, brave, caring, fun
Talents: amazing singer, knows various self-defence moves (you never know when you're famous...), good dancer, good with animals and kids.
Other: is sometimes very secretive and sneaky...
Brooklyn’s point of view: I sighed. This may be the last concert I’ll ever have—if I don’t get what I want. And for that reason, this will be the longest one yet. The I.F.P.S.P. surly won’t interrupt me in the middle of a concert.
“You need to be out there in two minutes!” a manager I have never seen before warned me. I was itching to go onstage, but I also felt a sense of dread for going. After all, my time here is limited.
“One minute!” the same mysterious manager yelled.
I put the last touches of my make-up on—which wasn’t much. I don’t like too much make-up—and got ready to go out.
“Three… two…” The manager held up one finger, signaling for me to go out onstage.
I heard the music for the “Star-spangled Banner” begin to play, so I went out and began to sing. It’s a little funny about the “Star-spangled banner, because my last name is Star.
Even before I came onstage, I heard people shouting “Brookestar!”, but, of course, that is just the nickname they came up for me—my real name is Brooklyn Star.
Once I finished the song, I waited a little bit for the audience to settle down, and then started the next song, and then the next… Overall, I sang 30 of my songs, and then the “Star-spangled Banner”.
At the very end of the concert, the roar of the crowd was so loud, I was suresomeone’s eardrums would explode.
I sighed with relief. Nothing happened during the concert!
“Brooklyn, come with me.” I was so caught up in my thoughts, the sentence startled me.
It was the mysterious new manager.
-Connor :)
The story I'm entering is from a different account, so I still wrote it, just by a different name.
Here is the character for my story:
Name: Brooklyn Star
Looks: REALLY long curly brown hair, brown eyes, dazzling smile, tall, skinny, tan
Personality: serious, funny at times, very outgoing, brave, caring, fun
Talents: amazing singer, knows various self-defence moves (you never know when you're famous...), good dancer, good with animals and kids.
Other: is sometimes very secretive and sneaky...
Brooklyn’s point of view: I sighed. This may be the last concert I’ll ever have—if I don’t get what I want. And for that reason, this will be the longest one yet. The I.F.P.S.P. surly won’t interrupt me in the middle of a concert.
“You need to be out there in two minutes!” a manager I have never seen before warned me. I was itching to go onstage, but I also felt a sense of dread for going. After all, my time here is limited.
“One minute!” the same mysterious manager yelled.
I put the last touches of my make-up on—which wasn’t much. I don’t like too much make-up—and got ready to go out.
“Three… two…” The manager held up one finger, signaling for me to go out onstage.
I heard the music for the “Star-spangled Banner” begin to play, so I went out and began to sing. It’s a little funny about the “Star-spangled banner, because my last name is Star.
Even before I came onstage, I heard people shouting “Brookestar!”, but, of course, that is just the nickname they came up for me—my real name is Brooklyn Star.
Once I finished the song, I waited a little bit for the audience to settle down, and then started the next song, and then the next… Overall, I sang 30 of my songs, and then the “Star-spangled Banner”.
At the very end of the concert, the roar of the crowd was so loud, I was suresomeone’s eardrums would explode.
I sighed with relief. Nothing happened during the concert!
“Brooklyn, come with me.” I was so caught up in my thoughts, the sentence startled me.
It was the mysterious new manager.
-Connor :)
I ammakingastand Iamstanding againstbullying I amstandingUP forwhat isright I ambecoming a leader IamSHOUTINGout Iambeingbrave IambeingFREE IambeingME
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Awesome! Thanks for letting me in!!!!
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Posted at: 5:05 am on July 4, 2012
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@EkaterinaPink-Yes, you can be the last judge
@ScarletRowling-Sure! Now we have 16 people. Look in 'My Posts' somewhere and the title should say: The Newest Writing Contest!! And then fill out the form:)
@ScarletRowling-Sure! Now we have 16 people. Look in 'My Posts' somewhere and the title should say: The Newest Writing Contest!! And then fill out the form:)
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WHERE DID MY ENTRY GO? I don't see it!!!!!!!!!!
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Posted at: 4:36 pm on July 4, 2012
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Yay! I'll post it later. It's 10:33 here. PM!
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And I thought up this story while I driving home from an ice skating rink
The story is being told from the main charecter,Ashlyn Carter's point of view
This story starts when my parent’s took me, Jason, Drake and Taylor ice skating. When we got there the Zambonie was just leaving the ice, so it was fresh. As soon as me and Drake got our skater on we headed down to the ice. We were both experienced skaters and we both knew how to do jumps,we had a bunch of
on-lookers. Jason and Taylor just held hands and looked googly eyed at each other. After skating for about two hours me and Drake went to get something to eat. My parent's each gave us 20$ and we headed to the caffateria. The walk there was about five minutes long and we passed a bunch of little shops. When we got to the caffateria we both got hot cocoa's,to warm us up. We were the only peolpe in the caffateria besides two guys drinking coffee. Me and Drake shared a plate of nacho's then headed back toward the skating rink.When we were about half way there one of the men jumped up behind Drake and grabbed him. Before I could yell for help the other man grabbed me.I tried to wrigle away but the man pulled something out of his pocket and smacked me with it, rendering me unconcious.
* * *
Mrs. Carter was starting to get worried.Drake and Ashlyn had been gone for almost an hour. "We should go look for them,Brian. They should have been back a half an hour ago!" she exclaimed."I bet they are out on the ice with Jason and Taylor" Mr.Carter said. Just then Jason stuck his head in "are Ashlyn and Drake with you?They went to get something to eat an hour ago,they should be back by now!" Mr. and Mrs. Carter looked at each other and Mr.Carter said "are you sure they are not out on the ice with you?" Jason responded "we searched it at least 5 times already! they are not there!"
Mrs.Carter jumped to her feet "at least I am going to look! you my do as you please but if you want to help I will happily take it!"
She stomped off toward the caffateria, leaving Jason and Mr.Carter speechless.
Abby
The story is being told from the main charecter,Ashlyn Carter's point of view
This story starts when my parent’s took me, Jason, Drake and Taylor ice skating. When we got there the Zambonie was just leaving the ice, so it was fresh. As soon as me and Drake got our skater on we headed down to the ice. We were both experienced skaters and we both knew how to do jumps,we had a bunch of
on-lookers. Jason and Taylor just held hands and looked googly eyed at each other. After skating for about two hours me and Drake went to get something to eat. My parent's each gave us 20$ and we headed to the caffateria. The walk there was about five minutes long and we passed a bunch of little shops. When we got to the caffateria we both got hot cocoa's,to warm us up. We were the only peolpe in the caffateria besides two guys drinking coffee. Me and Drake shared a plate of nacho's then headed back toward the skating rink.When we were about half way there one of the men jumped up behind Drake and grabbed him. Before I could yell for help the other man grabbed me.I tried to wrigle away but the man pulled something out of his pocket and smacked me with it, rendering me unconcious.
* * *
Mrs. Carter was starting to get worried.Drake and Ashlyn had been gone for almost an hour. "We should go look for them,Brian. They should have been back a half an hour ago!" she exclaimed."I bet they are out on the ice with Jason and Taylor" Mr.Carter said. Just then Jason stuck his head in "are Ashlyn and Drake with you?They went to get something to eat an hour ago,they should be back by now!" Mr. and Mrs. Carter looked at each other and Mr.Carter said "are you sure they are not out on the ice with you?" Jason responded "we searched it at least 5 times already! they are not there!"
Mrs.Carter jumped to her feet "at least I am going to look! you my do as you please but if you want to help I will happily take it!"
She stomped off toward the caffateria, leaving Jason and Mr.Carter speechless.
Abby
Dauntless
“Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up” -Divergent
Red, the blood of angry men, Black, the dark of ages past
Chair and Marponine forever!
Posted at: 8:39 am on July 5, 2012
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EspionageAnalyzing- You were one of the later people to join so the list wasn't updated when you filled out your form, don't worry, your still in it!
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Posted at: 10:46 am on July 5, 2012
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New list:
Connor
Skylar
Olive
Meg
Julia
Misty
Adri
Paizly
Kat
Abby
Topaz
CaringGold1
Sam
Diamonde
Caleb
Connor
Skylar
Olive
Meg
Julia
Misty
Adri
Paizly
Kat
Abby
Topaz
CaringGold1
Sam
Diamonde
Caleb
Madi
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Posted at: 11:43 am on July 5, 2012
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Alright, I'll look it up. Umm, I don't see it.
VG Y$%",
NO MATTER WHAT, I AM ALWAYS RIGHT
Noah karate-chopped the boards for the Ark, his powersaw was broken
Don't mess with the Milk Duds!
THE MB CORONER
Posted at: 4:04 pm on July 5, 2012
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What do we do after you post your story for round one?
-Adri
-Adri
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Adri, The Awesome Weird One
Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy til we see the sun
Posted at: 9:59 am on July 6, 2012
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Adri, right now for the people who posted their stories, just wait for now. I'm still waiting for the rest to reply Bella and Jenna, I posted the Judging Page, look under 'My Posts' and it should say: Bella, Jenna look here!
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Posted at: 10:13 am on July 7, 2012
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My story is called What is going on? - a story of vespers, tv, and cheesecake and that is also the name of the post.
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
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Read my story if you have the time http://www.the39clues.com/messageboard/show/45315
Posted at: 9:11 am on July 9, 2012
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I didn't see it, maybe it hasn't come up yet.
I don't need easy, I just need possible.
1.5 yr-old MBer!
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My name? Jenna Heap, Castle Queen
My NEW story! /34396
Posted at: 2:06 pm on July 9, 2012
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I'll post it again
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Posted at: 2:32 pm on July 11, 2012
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THE NEXT SUN TZU
RIP MAYA WE WILL MISS YOU
HONARARY VESPER!
SAVE THE SHARKS
Posted at: 3:31 pm on July 11, 2012
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Hi Madi! Can you look at my story from a post?
http://www.the39clues.com/messageboard/show/20405 :)
-Topaz
http://www.the39clues.com/messageboard/show/20405 :)
-Topaz
I’maDauntless,Amian,District8 Victor,Daughterof Poseidon,Psycho,butmostofallI’mTopaz.
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