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The Tornado

By: HJ-MR
November 2003

When I was six me and my family were on the way to mexico when my dad said over the radio that there was a tornado warning. My grandma saw the clouds over her van. "Ahhhh!", me and my cousins screamed. "We're to young to die" I said as we stopped at a gas station after we safely passed the storm. We got snacks and drinks. Later we passed the Rio Grande and a Rio mud puddle. Then at the second store I had to use the toilet so my dad showed how to get there and it stinks in the Mexico toilets. "Get me out of here", I shouted, "I don't have to go that bad!" By the way my grandpa gave me and my two cousins seven dollars to spend. My cousins used their money fast. When we left Mexico I had four dollars left!

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When My Sister Cried

By: HJ-MR
May 2001

Once upon a time a baby was born. Her name was Mack. She is my sister. One time we got into a fight. She was messing up my car town and I was barely finished. I solved that by letting her be the monster. She was a great monster. I was also a monster to. She almost cried when I said no. I love my sister. She loves me to. We play with each other every day. She is so fun and cute. I like to entertain her and look after her. She thinks I am fun also. We never had another fight. Well, maybe it was just one. Ok, maybe two or three. My whole family loves each other. They depend on me to take care of her.


Me and my sister

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The Three Little Ghosts and The Big Bad Skeleton

By: HJ-MR
December 2004

This story was published in Anthology of Short Stories by Young Americans

Once upon a dark scary night, three little ghosts made themselves nice little houses. The first house was a house of blood. The second was made out of skin and the third was made out of bones. The next night the skeleton rattled to the first house. Let me come in little ghost or suffer your loss forever. Oooo Oooo no, no, no I’ll not let you in. So the ghost forever suffered. The skeleton bumped to the next house. OooooOooo I’ll not let you in. So the second suffered forever. The skeleton hopped to the next house. Little ghost let me come in. But there was no answer. The skeleton went around back were he saw three tombstones. The three little ghosts had finally tricked the skeleton and got to rest in peace.
The End

Oooo

Boo!

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Blessed Child

by A.M.C.

(written for Mackenzie) Come back, blessed child, We've been searching for you. Wake up, blessed child, And we'll all start anew. I know by night, child, You wander with angels. I still remember, The sound of your giggles. We all wait for you, With desperate regret. So many you've touched, Never will we forget. Please come down to us, Long lost child we miss so. For we cannot find you. Wherever did you go?

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Sisters

by H.J-M.R. 2007

A sister is a friend One you can never leave A sister is someone who laughs And cries with you. A sister is one who knows what you like And you know what your sister likes. A sister is an idol, Whether big or little You may not always get along, But you are still sisters. Sisters love each other No matter what. ~Dedicated to Mackenzie.

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I Am From

by H.J-M.R. 2009

I AM FROM I am from the air From asphalt, from mud under combat boots I am from fate Two soldiers Lovers in past lives both deployed at Tinker I am from screaming jets. Greasy hands, dirt Though most girls avoid these Like the Plague. I am from sliding under cars From Coalwell and from Roecker I'm from volunteers Fighting 'til the end From pride and courage I am from reincarnation Soul mates Karma I've been everywhere Seen everyone Done everything Or so it seems. I am from wings- Of eagles, of planes, of spirits, of dreams Learning to fly.

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Dragons, Mystical Beasts

By: HJ-MR
December 2006

Published in “Excellence: 2006 Poetry Collection”

Magical beasts in the air Creatures with no hair Scales bright and colored Far bigger than a bird Creatures often misunderstood People think they’re bad instead of good Creatures often killed By knights real strong and skilled Killing them should be illegal They’re as precious as an eagle They rarely kill a human And they extend a life span There are many different breeds More then types of weeds They aren’t too greedy They’re eyes are beady A dinosaur is the ancestor And they are never used as a tester They fly really nice and steady Always battle ready!

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