Monday, November 30, 2009

The Soap

Once there was a bar of soap just lying in the sink. Five seconds after somebody washed their hands the soap bar came to life. He climbed up and out of the sink. He jumped off the counter and hit the floor. When he did, a corner of the soap broke off, but he did not mind it. He just got up, and went into the living room. It was very dark. He started to get sleepy, so he went into a big bedroom. He saw a small bed. He ran and ran until he got there. He got into the little bed, and he slept all night. In the morning, he heard footsteps, so he got out of bed and went to the front door. Just then somebody opened the door. As the person went outside, the soap went out. He walked around the city. He was having a great time, when he slipped and broke another piece off. He didn't mind it though. He just got up, and kept on going. Then he got tired of the city, so he went to Plano and went into an office. It was dark and spooky. He was very scared, but he kept on going. Just then, the lights turned on, and the soap went and hid. The person just got some papers and left. But she forgot to turn the light off and shut the door, so the pack of soap was not scared at all. He kept on walking. Then he went into another room, and the lights were on. In that place there was a desk and a lamp, and it also had candy. Here were the types: gum, gummy bears, hershey bars and snickers. He got on the desk, and took a piece of gum. He ate it, and jumped off the desk. Just then, he saw a little chair. So he ran to it, and climed on and took a nap. When he woke up, he got out of the chair, and went into a crazy room. It had crazy stuff. The room was upside down, and it was filled with candy that was alive. There was a candy cane sleeping on the roof. There were dancing blocks. The soap was amazed. He started to dance with them. Pretty soon it was night time, but he was having too much fun to even sleep. So he danced the night away. The End.

~Second Grade Creative Writing Story 5

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The Turkey and the Feast

It was Thanksgiving day, and turkey was getting ready. On his morning walk, he saw racoon. He asked her this: "Can I invite you to my feast?" "OK" said the racoon, so on they walked in cold air. They they saw a big bird, and the racoon asked him if he wanted to come to turkey's feast. "OK".
So they went back home and started to cook. They carefully followed turkey into his kitchen. They blindfolded the turkey because they secretly wanted him to be the dinner. They made him walk up the stairs, to go into the oven. He went in and they slammed the door shut. Fifteen hours later they go check on the turkey. When they open the oven door the turkey is inside. He is laying peacefully. The racoon touches him gently to see if he is dead or alive. The turkey's eye pops open and he says: "You forgot to preheat!" Happy Thanksgiving!
~Second Grade Creative Writing Story 4
Illustrated by Annie Poon

Tuesday, November 10, 2009


Once upon a time there were some leafs that were falling. Two of them came alive. When they did, they grew legs and arms. One leaf said: "When we get on the ground, lets walk around in the city." "OK", said the other leaf. So when they hit the ground, they started to walk to the city. When they were in the city, they looked around and they saw people. One of the leafs said, "come on, lets go to a big building". "OK", said the little leaf, and so they went to a big building. When they did, someone stepped on them, and that was the end of them.

~Second Grade Creative Writing Story 3

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Spider

Once there was a huge spider. He was walking around the woods, and he saw a huge tree. He wondered if there were even more spiders in the tree. So he thought for a few minutes, and then he got so curious that he started to climb the tree. When he got to the top of the tree, all he saw was a little owl. The owl started to scare the huge spider, so the spider started to climb down the tree. As he was going down the tree, he saw a fluffy caterpillar. He said: "Why are you rushing?" "Because there is an owl that was scaring me. Why... because my uncle Fern got killed by an owl. And... I do not want to die". He started to walk down the tree some more, and then he was safe. The End.

~Second Grade Creative Writing Story 2

Sunday, November 1, 2009

The Cat and the Bubbles

Once there was a cat named Pinky. She had some bubbles. One time Pinky was playing with her bubbles and the bubbles came to life. They jumped out of the cat's hands and they tripped over a rock. The bubbles went inside and messed up my megaroom. By the time I got there, he was in the megabathroom. And when I got there, the pack of bubbles was up on the megaroof. Then he left, and the next day he came back. This time he came with a big machine and it was called the Zipacarda. It had 5067 arms and it almost drove over the cat, but she got out of the way. The pack of bubbles cleaned everything he had made a mess of. The cat said: "Thank you for cleaning this big mess". The pack of bubbles was never heard of ever again. The End.

~Second Grade Creative Writing Story 1