Transformation

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    Well... Here I am again. Transformation? What does it mean to you? Personally, I think of transformers rather than changing things, buts that just me. To be honest, I really wish I was talking about transformers today, but I'm not. I'm talking about changing things. So, I really want to make a teleporter, but I don't have the stuff to make a prototype. In the meantime, I guess I'm going to have to do something small. So let's go through the list of things. Advancing scientific research, helping the poor, helping find the cure for diseases, help Mc. Donalds make real healthy food for once, etc. I want to go with the first one because I really want that teleporter. But realistically I would choose to help find the cure for life-threatening diseases. Well, I need to stop writing things or I would be rambling about teleportation and teleporters all day. So, see you guys in the next post.

“The Fog Horn” by Ray Bradbury

       I am what most people call a monster, but I don’t consider myself one. I’m just a big lonely sea creature looking for a friend. One day I was just swimming around and I heard what sounded like someone calling for me. So I swam over to the noise and I found a beautiful creature just sitting on the shore. She was very tall and had big glowing red and white eyes. She just sat there, waiting for someone to find her. All she wanted was to make a friend, and apparently I was the person she wanted.

       The journey to her is not too bad. It’s just a little dangerous with all the sharks and other things trying to attack me. Other than that it's an easy route to get to where she is at. It’s kind of ironic that she is at a place called Lonesome Bay, but somehow whenever I get close it feels like I’m at home. The waters are nice and cool and there is a light breeze. Most other sea creatures don’t dare get near the bay because the cool and murky waters throw off their sense of smell.

       One day I was there talking to her and suddenly she just stopped talking. I asked if something was wrong but she never responded. I am a very short tempered sea creature. Because of that, I charged at her and hit her. She fell to the ground and shattered like she was made out of glass. I then left out of frustration. The next day I wanted to go back and apologize but I thought that she would never forgive me. Since that day, I vowed to never go back there and never make friends again.

RAFT Creative Writing

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   So... I'm going to explain what I will be writing about, because if I don't then you won't understand this at all.

  Ok, so recently we just learned about the Gettysburg Address and the Civil War. Then we have to write a creative writing story thing about it. Well... I'm just wasting time so let's get into it. (I'm writing like I am General Lee's Horse)

Day 1

  The General and I went into battle for the first time today, it was really bloody. He's really heavy but I have a plan to make him lose weight.

Day 2

   The General and me just won our first battle. It was an amazing experience. He is also losing a little bit of weight too.

Day 10

   The General strapped me to a pole and told me to stay. He left for about 2 hours. It was pretty lonely. There was the ocasional horse or two but they left pretty quick.

Day 24

   I am writing this for the General but I want to give it to him after the war. It freaked me out because he almost found it this morning.

Day 37

   I am starting to get tired of this war. Now all that happens is a bunch of shooting and death. I just want to go home. I'm also done with the journal.