The Three Little Pigs

BY EMERSON W.

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Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. Every little pig built his own house!

“My house is made of straw!” The first pig exclaimed, proudly showing off his house. The first pig wasn’t very smart, he always thought he was the best though.

“My house is made of sticks!” The second pig leaped with excitement, thinking it was a great idea. This piggy is smarter, but is too caught up in him-self to think!

“My house is made of bricks!” The third and last pig says, leaning against the walls of his house. The third piggy was smart! But when it came to strength he was as strong as a toothpick.

One dreadful day, the day they finished the houses, the three little pigs went out for a picnic. They didn’t know that at that moment someone was visiting them, and that someone was an evil witch! And when I mean evil, I mean evil by turning little babies into frogs and cooking them in soup! Turning mice into rats! Turning gardens into graveyards!

“Oh stupid pigs!!” The witch chants, waving her broom in the air. “I will curse those piggy’s for stealing my precious cookies! They will pay for what they have done!” The witch waves her wand, making the houses bend and twist. When the witch had finished the houses looked normal. “Now the piggy’s will have a ball!” The witch exclaims, laughing her evil laugh. “At midnight, the houses will come alive! Starving for some piggy food!”

Soon the three little pigs had finished their picnic, and decided it was time to go home. “Man am I stuffed!” The first piggy said, rubbing his big belly. “We must hurry though, or the wolves will come out!”

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Life on the Human Journey

BY ANNA L.

Despite hunger

Despite lies

Despite diseases

Despite bloody cries

Despite poverty

Despite government spies

We are still are trying to survive

Though still fear

Dangers that may past by

Making lots of us die

What would you do?

When it comes to saving

You’re own and your loved ones lives?

Gone

BY ANNA L.

Gone

1 sec they were there

Another sec they’re suddenly gone

Disappeared into thin air

How I wonder where they had gone

I cry, I yell, I call them back

I tried

But none come

Because they are all

GONE