One day, I was sitting home alone being bored, when all of a sudden a bright disk flew by my window. "Aright!" I thought. "It's Frisbee time!"
So I ran outside and to my utmost dismay, there was no Frisbee... but an evil spaceship the size of a Frisbee. I said, "What the puke?" But I spoke too soon. Before I knew it, it was chasing me across the county. (Hey, it's an easy way to get out of Emporium.) So, naturally, I ran in the opposite direction. They were too clever for my slickness and I ended up running to Ohio. (My track coach would be proud.) I was really getting tired, but I had to keep running for fear of what they might do. Thankfully before I died of exaustion, the little ship stopped, pulled over, and opened its door. I turned around to see six jelly beans step out. "Wha...?" quoth I.
"Hey yo," said the red one. "We have come to your planet to ask you this important question. That doll Barbie. What was her sister's name?"
"Uhh... Skipper," I said. Then I ate the jellybeans and went home.
Yeah I know, typical alien invasion story. Hey, I was in eighth grade, I was allowed to write stupid stuff.
The day was lovely, and I was floating in my canoe like I loved to all the live long day. Suddenly, a freak storm caught me and my canoe by surprise. We struggled to keep afloat for as long as we could. Just as we were about to drown, the storm just up and quit. "Whew!" said I, thinkin everything was alllllright. But it wasn't. We found ourselves on the shore of a desert island. What we were to do, I had no idea. Before I could think of anything, a lemming lept out of the brush and proceded to chase me around. Just when I thought all hope was lost, a really buff jungle guy swung in and came to my rescue. He wrestled the evil lemming till it couldn't take no more, and it ran off never to be seen or heard of again.
Soon enough, the jungle guy had shown me all around the island and we became pretty close jungle amigos. He told me all about fighting the wildebeest and saving the monkeys from the wrath of the most omnipotent prarie dog, among other amazing tales. I decided I just might have to adapt to the life in the amazonial area and live there. So I did. The three of us picked berries and rescued the little creatures of the forest all the live long day. It became a most essential part of life. Oh yeah, the jungle guy's name was... what the heck? This story's getting really dumb. Oh, well. The End.
