Holiday Prompt

By Joanne T


“Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Time to wake up!” Kristie’s little sister Annie woke her up at 6 o’clock.  Kristie rubs her eyes and suddenly she goes hyper.

“It’s Christmas! It’s Christmas! It’s Christmas!” Kristie jumped on her bed and twirled. “Where are my presents? I’m coming, dear presents!” Kristie imagined mountains of presents piled around the Christmas tree. Kristie laughed to the empty stairways and walked down. She hurried with Annie to the Christmas tree and there Kristie slips.

“Oof!” Kristie stood up and patted dirt off her new dress. She raised her head and saw… Nothing is there except the tree.

“Where are my presents?” Annie sat on the ground and started crying. Kristie pulled the side of her dress and stood there staring into the empty place. She stomped to the sofa close to the chimney and sat down hardly. Suddenly she heard a chomping sound from the chimney. She stood up with confuse and called Annie over.

“Annie lets go see what’s happening in the chimney.” Kristie said to Annie.

“Okay.” Annie replied, she hangs on Kristie’s hand and follows.  Kristie gasped and Annie cried when they see what is the chomping sound. It’s a chubby monster, and it is chomping their presents. The chubby cute-monster turned and looks at Kristie with a super innocent face. Annie stops crying and smiles then held out her hand.

“Come play with us!” Annie said. Then the monster stood up and spoke English!

“Sorry, I ate your presents… I’m too hungry… I promise I will pay you back! Go to the nearest park from your home and come back, I promise you will be surprised!” The cute monster said. Then it pushed Kristie and Annie out, and watched then walks away. It said something and it disappeared. Presents appeared.

An hour later, Kristie and Annie came back. They were surprised by the presents, and they found a neat-written card:

Dear Kristie and Annie:

I’m so sorry! I promised this! Good luck!

                                            From you know who



By Elizabeth Z

Clueless Depressing,

Regret Pain.

Broken Shadowed,


Only a reminder of Darkness

Surviving The Storm

By Agnes S

The little broken cabin in the forest wakes up at night, the shattered lights carefully decorated with fireflies, glowing in the dark, welcoming all the forest animals to stay under the old roof, hardly used in years. It reaches out into the forest, grabbing the life, enticing them towards it, longing for the company of other creatures.

The radiator started crackling, aware of the presence of others, happily warming the cabin on cold nights of snow. It always was happy when the little animals sat with it, as it was too secluded from the outer world for others to enjoy the years upon years of stories the cabin had to tell.

The stairs croaked out a tune as little bunnies hopped up them, it’s voice rusted and hardly used. It still sang merrily though, happy to have the tiny little critters accompany its song.

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The Tale of Harvest Poultry



A brick ruffled the neat hedgehogs of Prize Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky skylight, the very last plan you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harvest Poultry rolled over inside his bleach pool without waking up. One small handbag closed on the lettuce beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours’ time by Mrs. Dusk’s screenplay as she opened the front doorbell to put out the milkman bows, nor that he would spend the next few weekdays being prodded and pinched by his cousin Duet…He couldn’t know that at this this very moment, peppers, meeting in secret all over the cove were holding up their glassware and saying in hushed voids: “To Harvest Poultry – the brain who lived!

I took a block of text from a famous book, and changed each one to the next noun in line from the dictionary here:

See if you can guess where it came from.

Psyche & Larvo’s Great Adventures! (pick your path, and their fate)


Larvo and Psyche are BF and GF. One day they decided that they were going mountain climbing on Mt Everest. Larvo is a werewolf so he act like a dog. On the top of the mountain a little boy throw a stick down the mountain Larvo followed the stick and he fell down the mountain. Psyche is a special kind of vampire that can turn into full bat and only grow bat wings. If Psyche (you) saves Larvo go to 5 if you don’t go to 12

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Awards of Stupidity

By Michelle Z.

The man turned the corner, his breath coming in gasps, as the officers charged after him. He forced his legs to run faster, and took a handgun from under his cloak. He glanced back.

The police were a few meters away from him, waving their guns at him, coming closer with every step.

The man ran over his options. (Let’s call him Gerald)

Right. He thought. I can’t keep this up forever. I’m pretty fit, so I might be able to outrun them! Gerald glanced back. The police didn’t seem like stopping, and he was (admittedly) getting tired. Gerald glanced at his handgun, which he clutched in his hand. Continue reading “Awards of Stupidity”