These free-time stories were written by fifth-grade students in Alicia Overmiller’s class at Leader Heights Elementary.
Denver Clapsadle
There I was in Zimbabwe
There I was in Zimbabwe, Africa, about to meat my demise. It was dawn I was trapped in a corner with ninjas.
Wait hold up I got too far in to the story, let me explain how I got here. I was in my house in Denver, Colorado. See I am a secret agent for the F.B.I. I have been to every where from China to Antarctica. I had just got a call, HQ, “We need you in New Zealand right away HQ out.”
Two hours later I was in Wellington, New Zealand. It looked like a tornado just hit here I wondered why I was sent here. I called HQ. They said there was a massacre, everyone was dead. They said it was up to me to figure out what happened here.
What the … wwwwwwww. What happened? Where am I? And who are these people!?!?!? They tell me there survivors of the massacre and I am not going to ask what they hit me with. I called HQ. They were not there, figures. I check my watch, it is 23:55 or 11:55 PM. HQ calls, we have an emergency! HQ out. It looks like I am heading in to Zimbabwe, Africa.
And there I was in Zimbabwe, Africa about to meat my demise. It was dawn I was trapped in a corner with ninjas.
And there he was, Massacre Jack, the deadliest outlaw there is. He did his evil laugh, “ha ha ha.” It looked like the end for me but at that second my partner Joe broke in and freed me. “Now lets kick some butt.” After that I kind of blacked out. But what I knew was that Massacre Jack was in jail and the job was done.
Will Wyatt
Riddle School
It was a normal day at school. Bill and I were talking on the bus when we saw policemen setting up roadblocks.
“What is up?” questioned the bus driver.
“Soldiers are attacking here. You will need to find an alternate route,” said the policeman. We took a shortcut to school. A poster hung on the door, with other posters:
BANKRUPT!
We have lost are money and are closing down!
LOST!
If you find a copy of “The Westing Game,” contact James Delp.
Do not miss the play “Sherlock Holmes,” Thursday at 8:00.
As we walked in, we saw Zach tied up! Bill darted and untied him.
“What happened?” I asked.
“The soldiers … they are … holding kids … for ransom … money …” Zach said, between breaths of air.
CLANG! A vent fell, and a soldier popped out.
“Hi!” he exclaimed. “I am Soldier Ben,” he explained. He was talking speedy, which I thought was suspicious.
“Do you know anything about the missing money?” I questioned.
He paused. “Better get going!” he shouted, and he dashed off.
Bill shouted, interrupting my thoughts.
“Ned! A little boost?” he bellowed. He was trying to get in the vents.
I let out a sigh. “OK, OK, I will give you a boost,” I uttered.
Once we were in the vents, we found bullets, gunpowder, and a note:
Here is a riddle for you:
When is a safe not a safe?
When I am in town!
No safe is safe, including yours!
From,
The signature was ripped off. I felt what kind of paper it was. It was cardstock, a thick paper. I slowly peeled off a layer of the paper. I could tell there was something else, but I could not tell what it was. It was too dark.
“OK, Bill, lets go,” I said. As we left, I noticed the bullets were gone!
I jumped down, and noticed that Zach was gone! I went to the room of Mr. Kinneman, where I saw Zach taking a laptop from the laptop cart. Soldier Ben walked in.
“Hi! I need your help,” he said, but I quickly replied “NO!”
I saw what was in the paper. It was a map, leading to the money, signed “Soldier Ben.” I looked up. Ben was in the halls, dashing away.
“Hey!” I shouted, and I followed. (Start humming a chase tune.) He ran to the storage room, where the money was. I took it from under a copier, and tackled Ben. (Stop humming.)
A couple minutes later, the police arrived, arrested Ben, and everything was back normal.
Epilogue
A week later, a new poster was on the door:
As the last day of school draws by, a party will be held for our hero, Ned.
I walked in, and found Connor tied up!
The End
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