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Here we will be posting a favorite paragraph from our pumpkin piece. I finally had my one life goal and destiny realized! I was glowing by a tea light on Halloween night on a cold rocky stoop looking at the smiling faces and gruesome costumes of children clomping up and down the bitter cold steps of the gigantic, exciting house on 35 George Street. I can’t wait until next year where I will get to glow by the light and intense warmth of a candle once again on spooky, exciting Halloween night. So, to be sure that I would come back next year and since I really owed these terrific people a favor, since then, I made sure that on -Christian S.

It all started out on a farm in Northern Connecticut. There, I was born as a seed and planted with many others in an open field. Nutritious soil helped me grow, until the day when a vine sprouted up from the ground. I noticed that I was one of the first to sprout, which made me believe I would be one of the first to grow into a large and plump pumpkin, but boy, was I wrong. Erin R.

“Whoa! Wait a minute. Who’s that guy? Get away from me.” I screamed. Right there some old man picked all of our body pieces up and took us to his home. As he stepped through the front door, I had become scared. A feeling I have never had before. The room was gloomy, and it was covered in cobwebs. Sharp tools hung against the wall and pumpkin seeds were constantly falling out of me, and hitting the ground making a sound like a clock does every second. In the middle of the dark room was an old, beat-up table. Carefully he lay both of us down against the rough surface. Delicately he dug all of the seeds out of the sticky part of our body. Somehow I fell asleep and when I woke up I was a JACK-O-LANTERN!!! Finally after all that work he put us out to glow on the spookiest night of the year, Halloween. I GET TO GLOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jack C

“TAKE COVER!” Steve instantly woke up and the sound of war filled into him. He heard the sounds of rock shooters, pumpkins screaming out battle orders, and pumpkins splattering. Startled by the sudden attack Steve grabbed his rock shooter and looked around in the snowstorm for some enemies. Will G. Ya, ya, get em……Oh come on! O-oh hi, my name is Candace and I decided to watch the soccer game after school. Today my middle school team, The Pumpkins, are playing against our arch rivals, the Rochambeau Squash. Right now the score is tied 4 to 4 and it’s getting pretty intense.

Francesca H.
We traveled to the space store and got all the equipment we needed. The shuttle was too much money so we used our ratty old jet packs. On our way to the moon I saw some bright magnificent stars. Finally, we got to the moon. We found Dr. Fruit quickly because we saw footprints. I took out my laser gun aimed at the bomb and fired. Screws and bolts flew everywhere. Dr. Fruit got up calmly, sauntered to his space shuttle, and flew away to the aliens. “I guess he was serious about living with the aliens.” I croaked. Jordan C. Two weeks later there was a letter in Ashley’s mailbox addressed to Ms. Ashley Orangey from 123 Hollywood Drive Hollywood, CA. Ashley ripped it open and read it out loud. It said “Dear Ms. Orangey,  You rock! You’ve placed first in our who wants to be a rock star competition. The judges loved how deeply the feelings in your song touched their hearts. We would like you to show us some of your other songs at our Hollywood headquarters. We will arrange a first class air trip for you to come here next month. See you then!  Teens Rock Record Company, Hollywood” Colleen O.