Student Stories
Dear Families,
Your children have been writing wonderful fiction stories. Below I have included a few of them. Mrs. Tintera was kind enough to type them up for our website.
The Old Journal
By Madison
Zach and I recently discovered something AMAZING……
It all started when my mom passed away in a terrible fire. My brother and I barely made it out of the house alive. Anyway my father decided to get married again. But to who it was – was terrifying! Her name was Karen. Now I know what you are thinking. “Oh, Karen is a wonderful name, she sounds amazing.” Well think again. Karen is not amazing, nor is she kind, caring wonderful or even clean.
My dad loved her so much that he did not care about the way she treated us. His mind was focused on her, and her only. My father decided that we should move in with her. She made me and Zach sleep in the closet, with only a towel as a blanket and no pillow.
One day after dad and Karen were asleep, I found a little box on the other end of the closet. I knew I shouldn’t open it but I just knew it. But curiosity got the best of me. I slowly and quietly crawled over to the box. I opened the box. Inside were tons of newspapers each saying murder at the top in bold print.
UNFOUND MURDERER ON THE LOOSE
I could not stop there. I woke Zach up and told him. We each crawled back over to the box. I grabbed one of the newspapers. Astonished I read on. There were pictures of Karen everywhere. Karen committed each and every one of those crimes.
We took out all the newspapers to see if any of them had nothing to do with Karen. And at the bottom of the box there lay a small little journal.
We opened the journal and started to read….. It said,
PEOPLE WHO ARE NEXT:
Victim 1: Miranda Martinez
Victim 2: Jeremy Cooper
Victim 3: Jesse Jackson
Victim 4: Jenny Chandler
Victim 5: Zach Chandler
Oh no! I told Zach. But he did not hear me. He was too focused on dying. We did not sleep all night long. We just sat there, eyes wide open. We did not talk to each other all night long. Finally the sun reached our dry crusty eyes. Our dad came to find us thinking we were still asleep. Once he found us he told us that he was starting to have some suspicions about Karen. Then he saw the newspaper minutes after his suspicion and saw everything. He called the police to say he found her.
To this day no one entered that house every again.
Mystery of the Journal
By Zion
Jack and Alivea had to go to their Grandma’s for the week because their parents had to go to a convention. When they got dropped off their Grandma welcomed them with hugs, kisses, cookies and the thing they like best, presents! Jake got a comic book, and Alivea got a tennis set. “Awesome, Grandma, you rock!” Jack said. “Now then you can play with those in your room. You two have to share” said Grandma. They both grabbed their bags and went up to their room. When they saw the beds it was amazing.
One bed was big and had neatly stuffed pillows and a cotton blanket and the other was messed up with pillows on the floor and the blanket was crumbled into a ball.
They both hopped onto the neat bed. They were pushing and shoving. Jack rolled his comic book and hit Alivea on the head. She plopped out of the bed and right beside her was her new tennis set. She raised up and hit him with the end of the racket. Then he hit her with the comic book again. Then she grabbed it and hit him with the tennis racket and when it hit the ceiling a long rope dropped. They stopped fighting and just stated at the rope.
“Bet you 10 bucks to pull it” Jack said. “No way, you pull it. “Ok, but you owe me 10 bucks!” Jack went over to the rope and pulled it. A little compartment was revealed and stairs had fallen right in front of him. ALivea had hopped off the bed and they both looked at each other. They didn’t know what they were doing but they slowly walked up the stairs. They were walking and suddenly Jack tripped on a locked box. “OWWWW, what the heck!” said Jack.
Jack picked up the box and said, “Let’s see what’s inside.” They went back down and saw that the box’s lock had a rusty lock. Alive took the end of her tennis racket and hit the lock until it came off. They looked at each other, and then Jack opened the box and found a journal.
They both looked at each other, then at the rough leathery journal. Jack slowly opened it and at the top of the
first page it said, “This journal belongs to Maria Roenberg.” “Maria is our grandmother!” Jack said. They read on and on and then they both gasped. “Our grandmother was a Russian spy!” they both said. When they read some more they figured out their grandmother was the spy who saved the Eiffel Tower from being destroyed.
They ran downstairs and said, “Grandma, Grandma, we know, we know! Can you tell us how it was saving the Eiffel Tower?” “What are ya’ll talking about” she said in a nervous voice. Jack held up the journal so that she could see. “I thought I locked this up, I mean where did you get this?” There was this hatch in the ceiling in our room and then we went up there and found the box. “Anyway, you know what happens after that”, Jack said. “But how did you get the lock off?” Grandma said. “The lock was rusty so I broke it off” ALivea said.
Grandma told the story of that day. Their faces were brighter than Christmas lights when their parents came to pick them up. They asked how was the visit and they both answered, “the best visit ever!”
Talent Show
By Alyzea Luna
Jennifer’s mom took her out to the movies. Jennifer met a girl named Maggie and they were talking through the whole movie. They never stopped to see one part of it. They told each other their phone number and their mothers were happy. They both left and she was sad that she would not see her but she got an idea.
Jennifer searched her pocket and there was the girl’s number. She called her and then talked almost every day. One day, Maggie stopped calling because she had to get ready for school.
When Jennifer went to school she was sad and she was walking into the classroom and at the door there was Maggie! She walked in the classroom and she was excited. The teacher said that she was going to sit by her. When it was time to go to recess they played and Jennifer said, “Why didn’t you call me?” Maggie said,”I couldn’t because my mom said to me that I need to get ready for school.” “Oh,” said Jennifer. The teacher made an announcement to the class and said, “Ok, everybody we have a talent show coming up so we need some volunteers to come.” Jennifer and Maggie raised their hands and so did a couple of other people.
They worked and practiced every day until Maggie started doing different dances. t Jennifer said, “We need to stick to one dance”. Maggie was about to yell at Jennifer but she just held it in. Jennifer said, “fine, do what you want. I have a better dance than you.” “You are just going to ruin the show for both of us,” said Jennifer. “I will just let you do it by yourself while I stay home and do all the work. I guess I don’t need you anymore,” said Jennifer.
Maggie said to Jennifer that they were done. Two days later, Jennifer was struggling and struggling and she saw Maggie. She was with a new friend. Jennifer walked over to Maggie and said, “I’m sorry for when I said that I don’t need you. I need you. I’m struggling on my dance, so can we still be friends?
The next day it was here – The Talent Show!!! Maggie and Jennifer are on stage and they are amazing. The teacher was happy and they won tickets to go to Disneyland. They were happy and they really really got along.
Nicest Thing
By Neveah Castro
The nicest thing that anyone’s done for me was done by my loving father John. It all started when I was nine, my Mom and Dad were planning something but I didn’t know what so I kept trying to see but all they said was “go on, go on.”
My Dad had to go to work on my birthday, which depressed me. I was sad. I noticed he had a large lunchbox. I was sad because he said he would be with me on my birthday but he lied to me and he went to work instead.
I thought my dad would never miss my birthday. Then I noticed his lunchbox wasn’t closed all the way and I saw clothes sticking out and that gave me a clue.
Then, my mom told me to get ready. I was asking her “for what?” She told me “don’t worry about it” so I got ready. My Mom put on make-up and fixed up my hair so while I was waiting I watched TV. I heard a knock on the door. I went to open the door and my mom said, “NO! So I just backed away slowly.
Finally my mom said, “Close your eyes and come here.” So I did; and then I opened my eyes and my dad had a big Hershey’s chocolate bar and some gorgeous flowers. I was really happy. My Dad took me to Red Robin’s because that’s our father-daughter restaurant. We ate and got ice cream and then we left. I said, “Where are we going now?” “You’ll see, “, he replied.
I fell asleep in the car when I woke up I saw a sign that said “Jennete McCurdy’s concert →” I was so so so so so so happy but I was sad because my mom and brothers weren’t there but out of the corner of my eye I saw my mom and brothers. I was really HAPPY. When the concert was over we had yogurt and went home. I told them “Thank you!”
That is the nicest thing my Dad has ever done for me.