“don’t read the last message”

      “dont read the last message.”

           Horror story

That message wasn’t meant for her,

 That’s what made it worse.

 At 1:42 AM, Mara’s phone buzzed. She was half asleep, Face buried into her pillow, When the vibration dragged her back to consciousness. She groaned, Fumbling blindly across her night stand until her fingers found the screen. One notification.Unknown number.No name, No picture.Just a message…

Unknown:Don’t read the last message.

Mara blinked at the screen 

“What?….”

Her brain felt slow, foggy with sleep. She checked the time again. 1:42 AM. Wrong number she whispered. She was about to put her phone down, Then paused. There wasn’t a last message..There’s only one. Mara’s thumb hovered over the screen. A weird, Prickly feeling creeped down her arms. Like when you’re being watched. She looked around her room. Dark, Quiet, Normal.

“ Yeah, ok,” Mara whispered. “ Great prank.”

She locked her phone and went back to bed.Buzz. She froze. Slowly… She picked the phone back up.

Unknown: I said don’t.

Mara’s chest tightened 

“Ok not funny.”

She sat up, her heart beating a little faster.

Mara: Who is this??

The typing bubble appeared instantly. 

Unknown: You weren’t supposed to see that.

Mara’s stomach twisted.

Mara: See what?

A pause. Longer this time..Then

Unknown: The last message.

Her grip tightened.

Mara: THERE IS NO LAST MESSAGE.

Three dots. Typing. Stopping. Typing again.

Unknown: There is.

A cold feeling slid down her spine

Mara: Then send it.

The typing bubbles stayed longer now. Like whoever or whatever was on the other side thinking. Then

Unknown: If you read it, It will know.

“It will know?”

A nervous laugh slipped out. “Ok…Creepy.” 

Mara: Know what

The response came slower this time.

Unknown: It knows you’re here.

Her room suddenly felt smaller 

Mara: I am here

The typing bubbles blinked on and off.

Unknown: Not like that..

Mara swallowed.

Mara: Then what do you mean

A long pause. So long she thought maybe they’d stopped responding. Then

Unknown: It thinks you’re still asleep.

Her heart skipped. Without meaning to, Mara started at her bedroom door. Still closed.Still normal. Right?

Mara: This isn’t funny.

Unknown: I’m not joking. Her fingers hovered across the screen.

Mara: What is “It”.

The typing bubbles appeared.Then it disappeared. Then it appeared again. Finally

Unknown: Don’t ask that.

Mara’s breath came slower this time. More careful. 

Mara: Why not.

A longer pause.

Unknown: Because it might answer.

Something shifted in the room. A sound, Soft. Barely there. From the hallway. Mara turned her head slightly. Silence. Her phone buzzed again.

Unknown: Did you hear that?

Her stomach dropped.

Mara: Hear what

Unknown: Don’t lie

Her chest tightened.

Mara: how do you know where i am

The reply came instantly.

Unknown: Because I’m not where you think I am.

A chill ran through her.

 “Ok, no.” She whispered. “Nope.”

The Unknown person called her and she put on headphones.

She swung her legs off of the bed, standing up.

“Im turning on the lights.”

Unknown: Don’t 

She froze

Mara: Why

The response took even longer.

Unknown: Because it will see you.

Her hand hovered over the light switch. Slowly…She pulled back.

Her heart was pounding now..

“ok.. ok…”  

She backed away from the door…She sat back on the edge of her bed

Mara: What do i do

The typing bubbles flickered 

Unknown: Stay where you are.

Unknown:Don’t make a sound.

Unknown: And whatever happens—

Unknown: Don’t read the last message..

Mara started at the screen. Her body shook with fear.

Mara: You keep saying that there is one but there ISN”T ONE.

Three dots appeared, then her phone screen changed.The chat scrolled up by itself. Mara’s breath caught, because now. There was another message. Above all the rest of the messages. A message she hadn’t seen before.. Sent hours ago

Unknown: It’s behind you

Mara stopped breathing

Her entire body tensed up. Her eyes slowly lifted. The room felt wrong… Way too wrong. Too quiet. Too still. Her phone buzzed again.

Unknown: Don’t turn around.

Her throat tightened

Mara: You said don’t read it.

Unknown: I know

Her hands shook

Mara: Then why is it here

A pause, Then 

Unknown: Because you weren’t

Supposed to wake up. The air in the room felt colder.

Heaver

Like something was pressing down on her

Mara: What happens if I turn around?

The typing bubbles flickered, Stopped, came back

 Unknown: It stops pretending.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Behind her. Something moved. Not loud. Not fast. Just enough. A shift. Like a weight adjusting, on her bed. Right behind her Tears filled her eyes

“No…” She whispered 

Unknown: Stay still

She nodded, even though no one could see her.

Mara: What is it?

The reply came slower

Unknown: It learned you

Her stomach twisted 

Mara: What does that mean?

The answer took longer 

Long enough for Mara to feel something else. Breathing. Not hers but someone else behind her. Close

Unknown: It knows how you sound

Unknown: How you move

Unknown: How you think

A tear slid down her cheek

Mara: What does it want

Unknown: You

Her chest tightened

“Please…” She whispered

The bed dipping slightly 

 Something leaning closer 

Unknown: Don’t talk

She clenched her mouth closed. Her whole body trembled with fear, Her phone buzzed again 

Unknown: It likes when you talk

  She stopped breathing

Mara: How do i make it go away

A Long Pause then

Unknown: You cant

Her heart sank

Mara: Then what should i do

The response came slowly

Unknown: Pretend you are still asleep

Mara stuttered

Mara: What

Unknown: Lay down

Unknown: Close your eyes

Unknown: Don’t react 

Her hands shook as she laid down. She turned her head slightly.Facing away. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her phone rested on her chest. The screen still glowing

Unknown: Good

Her breathing slowed. Forced, Careful, Behind her, Something shifted again. Then a whisper. Right next to her ear

“ Mara…”

Sounded just like her voice..Her own voice, Closer

“Your awake”

Her fingers curled slightly

“ I can feel you breathing”

Her heart pounded 

“ I know you read it”

Tears slipped quietly down from her face

“ You shouldn’t have read it”.

The bed creaked. Weight shifting

Right above her now, Hovering

“ I liked it better when you didn’t know”

Her chest tightened

Unknown: It’s trying to get you to react

The whisper grew softer

“ Just turn your head”

Her eye twitched

“ Just a little”

She almost stopped breathing

“ I want to see your face”

Unknown: Don’t 

Silence. Long. Heavy.Then, A soft laugh. From right behind her ear

“ Your not as fun as the others

Her stomach dropped, Others?

Unknown: Don’t ask

Her heart was racing faster

“ I wonder how long you can pretend”
The weight shifted again

Then 

Gone

The bed lifted.

The air felt lighter

But she didn’t move

Didn’t open her eyes 

Didn’t breathe any differently 

Minutes passed 

Or hours

She didn’t know

Her phone buzzed

Unknown: It left

Mara stayed still

Unknown: You can move now

Slowly

She opened her eyes

The room was empty

Normal

Like nothing happened

her chest rose slightly 

She sat up

Her whole body shaking

Mara: Is it gone

A long pause

Then

Unknown: No

Her heart stopped

Mara: What do you mean

The typing bubbles appeared one last time

Unknown: It is where i am 

Her stomach dropped 

Mara: Where are you?

The reply came almost instantly 

Unknown: Look at the last message

Her breath caught

Her thumb shook as she scrolled upThe very first message. The

one she thought started at all, But now, It was different 

Unknown: Don’t read the last message

Below it, A new message

One she didn’t see before 

Sent just second ago

From her own number 

Mara: Its behind you

Her blood ran cold because she didn’t send that

And slowly

Very slowly

She felt it again

Right behind her

Breathing

Waiting

And this time there was no one left to text.

Mara looked around for something, Anything, She needed to get out of there.

She looked around and found a candle

The monster went up into flames, Then somehow transformed into a human and chased mara down the steps.

While mara was running she saw her mother lifeless on the floor as well as her brother and step-father. 

She ran outside but the door was locked but she took out a hair pin and picked the lock. The monster took out a lighter and grabbed mara’s arm, The monster then held the lighter under mara’s arm and watched it burn a little, Mara was screaming in pain hoping someone could hear her, Mara got the chance to run and almost made it, Almost.. Mara ran as blood and pain shot from her arm. The monster started running faster and grabbed her by the collar. The monster then threw her into a fence and Mara went down hard causing her eyes to swell closed. Neighbors then heard screaming from Mara and called 911, Mara could barely keep her eyes open. The monster then hid in the bushes and ran. The monster then found a car at a gas station and fled. Para medics showed up and took mara to the hospital.

“ She needs to go into surgery immediately.” Said the doctor. 

“ But sir! She needs to be on life support.” Said a nurse

“ I don’t care, get the operating table ready right now.” Said the doctor.

“ But Doctor…-.” Said the nurse.

“ Did I Stutter? Go get her on the table.” 

‘ yes sir.” said the doctor.

“The operation went well, but…” Said the doctor.

“ What do you mean but..” Said Mara’s sister. 

“ Well is she ok?” said Amber

“ Yes but she lost half of her memories, Like about her family or friends or etc but she still knows how to do most functions like talking, eating and sleep. The point is she doesn’t remember you.” said the doctor.

“ Oh, well can I see her.” Said amber

“ Yes of course.” Said the doctor

Amber walked in and saw Mara’s body with many fractures and many broken bones. Amber started crying uncontrollably. 

“ Don’t worry mara, I will find out who did this to you and they will pay for this.” Said Amber.

Mara then woke up and got startled by Amber. A few weeks later she was allowed to leave the hospital and Amber took her home.

Amber showed Mara her room and left for work. Mara went to the living room and turned on the T.V news channel. 

“ A new murders happened this morning. The killer ran and left the body with many bruises and cuts. The cuts almost look like axe marks. Goodbye and stay safe.” Said the news anchor.

“ woah.. That’s like a lot of people have been killed this week.” Said mara.

“ Wait, what if it’s amber? Haha no way she’s my sister. What if she isn’t. She didn’t have any ID or verification, and neither did I. I’m overthinking this.” though Mara.
Amber then walked through the door covered in what looked like blood. 

“ Amber, Are you covered in blood?” Said mara.

“Shoot she saw.” Amber whispered so only she could hear. 

Amber then took out a knife and tried stabbing mara but missed. Mara then ran out the door with her phone and called 911. Mara then hid in the bushes and amber passed her. The police then showed up and was amber covered in blood and arrested her.

The police then transferred Mara to child services and then she got introduced to a new home.

                                           Part 2

Years later mara had visions of the monster grabbing her arm, she then lifts up her shirt sleeve and looks at the life lasting scar.

Mara didn’t sleep that night

The phone sat on her desk, Screen dark but it felt like it was watching her

She turned it off three times already. Each time she powered it back on, the same message was still there at the top of the chat. Unknown: You weren’t supposed to read that

At 3:14 a.m, the phone vibrated again. Mara froze under her blanket. Another notification, Slowly she reached out and picked up her phone. 

Unknown: Now it knows you did.

Her chest tightened. Her room was silent except for the ticking of the cheap clock on the wall. 

“ Knows what” She whispered to her self

The typing dots appeared. Three gray dots. They blinked. Then it disappeared. Another message.

Unknown: Look behind you

Maras heart slammed against her ribs

“Nope..” She said immediately, “Forcing a laugh that sounded so fake even to her own ears.”

“Not doing that, I barely made it out last time.”

She tossed the phone onto the desk and rolled over to face the wall. But the silence behind her felt wrong. Heavy. Like something was standing there. Waiting. The phone buzzed again. Again. Again. Finally she grabbed her phone. 

Unknown: You didn’t look.

Unknown: Thats good.

Her stomach twisted

“ Good?” She muttered 

The typing bubbles returned. 

Unknown: Because if you had…It would have seen you.

Mara sat up

“ What would have seen me?” She typed.

  The reply came instantly.

Unknown: The thing in your messages 

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard

“Thats not funny.” She typed back

Three dots appeared, but before the next message arrived, Something else happened. Her phone camera turned on. The screen showed a live video feed of her room but the angle was wrong. The camera wasn’t facing her phone, it was pointing at her. Mara’s blood went cold. The video showed her sitting on her bed holding her phone, staring at the screen, and behind her Something moved. A tall shadow slid across the wall. Mara spun around. 

“ Nothing..? I could have sworn I saw something.” Mara whispered to herself.

 The room was empty. When she turned back to the phone, the shadow was closer now. Standing directly behind her, but she couldn’t see anything in the real room. Her hands shook with fear. she whispered “What is this.”

The reply came instantly. 

Unknown: You read the last message

Unknown: That opened the chat

“ What chat?’’ She typed

Unknown: The one between worlds.

Mara stared at the screen 

“This is a prank.” 

Unknown: I wish it was

Another message appeared 

Unknown: you need to stop responding

The she got goosebumps even though the room was warm.

“ Why?” 

They typing bubbles flickered longer this time. Finally. 

Unknown: Every message you send lets it get closer

Her throat tightened

Mara looked at the live video feed again. The shadow behind her had shape now. Too tall. Its head almost touching the ceiling, its arms were long and crooked, Like branches, And it was leaning toward her, 

“ But if i stop texting, what will happen?” she typed.

A new message appeared, but it wasn’t from him, It was from herself. 

Mara: Don’t read the last message. 

“ There is NO LAST MESSAGE.

Just then her phone scrolled up to this message she didnt see before, But just then she looked back at the video feed and the monster was gone, She look behind her and saw it but it was too late. She was gone

Mia’s Horror Story

Mia’s Horror Story

By Pooh Bear Sr.

There was a girl named Mia, who was a 6-foot tenth grader. She had been intelligent all her life and excelled in both school and sports. There were some people above her in sports, but it was fine because she tried her best to maintain her grades, which allowed her to play the sports she loved. There were these mean girls who judged her for caring about her grades, and she tried to ignore them, but they continued to make fun of her. She tried to make friends, but people just made fun of her height and made her want to quit sports and stop caring about school, just to stop the teasing and bullying.

“They’re just teasing you because they are jealous of you,” said her parents.

“ Yeah, right, what would they be jealous of?” said Mia.

 Her parents were trying to get her to like herself, but she kept thinking down on herself due to the things the girls said to her and how they treated her. The only thing that made her happy was when she played sports, but when she played sports, people made fun of her for her height and not being on the A-team. 

The basketball season just started, and Mia was very excited to play her favorite sport. Her parents were very excited to see her play the sport she loved. Today was their first practice, Thursday, November 13, from 6 to 7:15. When she got there, she was the first one. She put on her shoes and started getting some shots up to be ready for the practice. Mia thought that if she got there early and showed her dedication, she might start and be on the A team. She was wrong. At their first game, she sat on the bench the whole game and didn’t get to go in. This made Mia and her parents really sad. The reason Mia and her parents were annoyed was because this one girl showed up to one practice and got to start.

Mia decided to go talk to the coach about how she picked who plays.  

“ How do you pick who starts or who is on the A-team?” Mia said

“I really pick it off of skill. Is there a way you think I should base it on?” said the coach. 

“ I think you should base it on dedication, because a girl who only showed up to one practice all week got to start over people who went to every single practice and were not late to a single practice,” Mia said 

  “ I understand why you are a little mad. I will consider your ideas,” said the Coach .

“ Thank you for your time,” Mia said. 

  This made Mia a little less mad because Mia realized how The Coach picked the lineups.

After Christmas break, and we were back at an early morning practice. This time, Mia was not the first one there; Mia was actually the last one. This made Mia very confused. 

“Practice started an hour ago, and I was late,” said the coach.

“No one told me practice was moved earlier,” Mia said.

“The girls made a group chat to tell everyone it was moved to earlier,” said the coach.

“ I was not added to any group chat,” Mia said.

Come to find out, they added everyone to the group chat except Mia.

Mia’s coach had a player meeting. We talked about including everyone in anything we did as a team. Then the coach asked Mia to stay after, and Mia said okay. When Mia and the Coach were talking, she asked Mia if any of the players were bullying her or had previously bullied her. 

“Some of the girls have made fun of my height and how smart I am, but my parent just said they were jealous of me,” Mia said.

“ I will keep an eye on them during my practice because I do not tolerate bullying” said the coach.

I was very happy because something was going to happen, and the bullying might even stop. When I went home, I told my parents about the meeting we had. 

“What was it about? said my parents.

“ It was about it we are going to do something as a team, everyone has to be invited or included in the things we do as a team,” I said.

“ Nice, did anything else happen?” said my parents. 

“ The coach asked me to stay so she could talk to me,” I said.

“ What did she say?” said my parents.

“She asked if any people were bullying me or had been bullying me,” I said. 

“ What did you say?” said my parents.

 “Some of the girls have made fun of my height and how smart I am,”  I said.

“ It is okay, I hope it gets better because you told her,” said my parents. 

“ Thank you, love you!” I said.

After basketball season was almost over, the bullying stopped, but like two weeks after it stopped, it started again. Those two weeks I had so much fun, and I made so many friends. I went to three haunted houses and enjoyed them so much. I went to six sleepovers and had my first birthday party, and invited my whole basketball team, and they enjoyed it very much. At one of the sleepovers, we listened to Golden. It was the best part of the whole night. 

Then, after being friends for two weeks, we just stopped being friends and they said that they hated me all along and were just using me for all the stuff I got them and using me for my stuff. After that, they acted like they did not know me. At basketball practice, they tried to be my best friends.

“ Why are you only friends with me at practice and not at school?” I said.

“ I don’t know, when I try to talk to you, you do not talk back,” they said.

“ When I talk to you, you turn around and walk away,” I said.

“We will try not to do that; it was not on purpose,” they said.

“ Okay,” I said.

The next day at school, we were all called to the office. The whole basketball team was called. When we got there, we were so confused. We had no idea why we got called into the office. We realized that someone had told the principal that people were spreading rumors about other people. We all got called in one at a time and were asked some questions; these questions were really weird. The principal said to keep it confidential. I left the office and went back to class. Five minutes later, we got called to the main office, which was very scary, and I was the only one called. I realized that the rumors that they were spreading were about me. Then the principal asked me some questions.

“ Have you ever been bullied?” said the principal.

“ Yes,” I said.

“ Who bullied you?” said the principal.

“ People on the basketball team,” I said.

“ Why did they bully you?” said the principal.

“ They bullied me for my height and for how smart I am,” I said.

“ They are just doing it because they are jealous of you,” said the principal

Then I thought to myself that two different people have said the same thing, and maybe they were right. So for the next few days, I tried to believe them and tried to think that they were just jealous of me. Then, the next few days, the bullies were just meaner and ruder.

“ Why have you been so mean lately?” I said.

“ We have not been mean lately, you have just been so annoying,” they said.

“ Well, that is rude, and you are just jealous of me because I am better at school and sports,” I said.

“ No, I am not,” they said nervously.

“ You are lying, that is why you are nervous and don’t know what to say.”

“Fine, I was, and I am very jealous of you because you are so good at sports and school, and I want to be like you,” they said.

“ I will be friends with you if you actually want to be friends and you are not going to use me this time,” I said.

“ Okay, so we are friends now,” they said.

“ Okay” I said.

Then we were friends, and the bullying stopped, and I had all the friends in the world. When we went to the last basketball game, I started, and it was so fun. I felt like the coach considered my ideas, and it was amazing that I was able to tell the coach how I felt, and she listened to me and considered my ideas, and followed through with them. I feel like sometimes people do not really listen when you try to tell them something important to you. I had not only made an A-team for basketball, but also had many people whom I could call my friends. Sometimes all you need to do is confront someone if you think the thing they were doing was wrong. That is the reason I now have friends and can be free at school and not spend every day and every night alone. “Do things for people not because of who they are or what they do in return, but because of you.” By Harold S. Kushner.

Dead Man Called Bob

A Dead Man Called Bob                                            By: MR. Pineapple

Bob was an American football player for the Baltimore Ravens, he was an offensive lineman. Everyone in the city adored Bob because of his fame. Bob has a family, a wife, two daughters, and a son. He’s had a perfect life but it all came downhill one night after the Ravens were playing against the Packers.

Bob said

” What else could go wrong?”

Bob was driving home from the game when somebody shot his tires and shot Bob in the head. 

“Help me,” 

Bob said. Bob lay lifelessly on the ground while his soul left his body. Over time Bob’s family ended up moving houses just in the morning. Bob’s soul had stayed in his home. Somebody had moved into his home and Bob was not happy about it at all he was gonna do everything to get them out no matter what!

 Danielle

    Danielle had just found a home on White Street. It was a pretty decent home with a balcony, just what she had wanted. Danielle had a bad feeling about it, though. Right when she walked through the door, there was a breeze, as if it was windy, but the wind wasn’t even there. It was as if she had walked through a person, but that couldn’t happen, could it?   She had thought about it.

No this can’t be happening, I must be dreaming,” she said.  

 That night when she was heading to bed, an awful smell came from the bedroom.

Ugh what’s that disgusting smell, I’m about to gag,” she said. She also noticed that all her clocks stopped at 3:07 a.m.

Bob 

When Danielle had moved in, Bob had spread a terrible smell throughout the house, but, of course, it didn’t work.” 

She may not be reacting now, but she will later,”

 he said with a grin. Bob had tried scratching noises, but all that did was make her gasp. Later that night, Bob started pulling her legs and blanket, and she SCREAMED.  Then an idea hit Bob so hard that he almost had his pants fall off but ghosts don’t have pants, do they?  Bob’s idea was that when she had family coming over, he would create a scene in front of them and make it where her family doesn’t believe her at all and then possess her, and then her family will believe her but she will always be gone.

 “This is such a good idea.”He said

In reply 

But this isn’t the Bob I know,” He replied.

Danielle,

“This house is so creepy”, she said “ Maybe I should ask Mama?” She replied. 

Danielle was going to ask her momma if she would come over to see what happened, but she didn’t know that Bob would make it and that nothing would happen while her mom was there. Danielle called her momma and said 

“s

       “ Momma, you need to come. I’m scared. Help me,” she said. “Okay, sweetie, I’ll come, but it better be worth my while.,    ” she said. Trust me, momma, it will.”

When Danielle’s mom got there nothing happened,

“Honey, nothing is bad here, it’s perfect.” She said,

“Mom, I swear I got pulled in the legs, scratched, and my hair pulled,” Danielle said. 

“Sweetheart, I believe you but, nothing’s happening,” Mom said

Bob

As soon as Danielle’s mom got there, Bob made it seem like nothing was wrong. It made it seem like nothing was wrong with that house. However, Bob didn’t want to possess her, only because that would take a lot of energy. Of course he wanted to get her out, but he’s running out of ideas. 

“ I really need to get her out without possessing her, hmmmm, maybe just keep trying to scare her out.” Bob said 

Bob had waited till her mother had left to start scaring her only then she couldn’t get her mother to believe her. If Danielle’s mother had seen what was going on and would have stayed.

 “ I need to try harder.” Bob had said

Bob had tried to start rattling her bed and shaking her bed to frighten her but nothing happened.

Danielle

        “ Nothing had happened when momma was here.” Danielle had said. 

Danielle had thought to herself “ Maybe I need to stand my ground?” Danielle said. If Danielle had stood her ground maybe whatever this was would stop. As soon as Danielle had got home from work she had started making signs that she was going to keep her ground. It had seemed like this spirit and knew what she was doing so he stopped kinda as soon as he got the message. 

BOB

Bob had noticed what she was trying to do so Bob got the message and gave up. Bob decided to give up. 

 “ I don’t even know why I had tried, I knew someone was going to end up moving in. I feel bad.” Bob said.

 Bob had decided to make himself shown and say he was sorry to Danielle and say why he did this to her. 

Danielle had gasped when she saw Bob and asked why he had been doing this to her. 

“Why are you doing this to me, what did I do to deserve this.” Danielle had asked 

“ I don’t know, I guess I had gotten mad when I saw someone had moved into my home. I am so sorry. I just didn’t want anyone moving into my home.”

“It’s okay, I understand how you feel, I would probably feel the same way if I saw somebody had moved into my home too.” Danielle had replied 

“But this is over right?.” Danielle had asked 

“Yes this is over, I’ll even tell you what, I will watch over you  and protect you.” Bob said

“What happened to you?” Danielle asked

 “Someone had shot me, leaving me where I was as I died and my soul came here when I had passed.” Bob said

“ Well I guess thank you for apologizing to me and have a good life Bob.” Danielle said

             THE END

Bad Luck

Bad Luck 

  • By Bay Max 

“Does anybody have a hairbrush”

“I do”

“Can I please use it”

“Guys I’m scared what if I lose all my matches” 

“You won’t, don’t worry”,

Is what you would hear in the locker room full of girls that is about to go wrestle well not in my case. Everyone is so calm and not worried, like this is another old dandy meet to get over with. As I was putting on my singlet everyone was ready to go . I’m brushing my hair as my cousin was waiting to braid it . That was the start of my tradition, the braid that helps me in each match like Jason’s lucky sock. This was just the start of my goodluck routine. Everygame , everymatch , and every meet my hair is always in a braid and today was nothing different or so I thought. 

For some reason today wasn’t feeling like another old dandy meet. After we were done I slid on my crocs  and walked out the locker room soon realising my mom forgot to give me my money for the game . Well great, how am I gonna eat? And that was what I thought started my bad journey or so I thought my bad luck. I try not to think about it and just continue walking towards the bus. I walk in to see the majority of the girls in the bus as I walk down the aisle to my seat. Boom, the person in front of me sits right in it . You might not know but that has been my seat for every meet every game I’ve ever went to. I thought of it as my lucky charm seat. Then I had to sit and wait for the best, knowing I’m probably not gonna eat and not gonna have a good meet. We get there after 40 ish minutes and the girls are quiet . I see as their eyes widen at the shock of how big the school is. The girls were already threatened by how big the school was , yes the same girls that were pumped and ready to get over this meet. We unload the bus and we all walk out. We can see the buses of the other schools that came to compete today. We walk in and go to our station we set are stuff down ready to explore as we had came 2 hours earlier to scope out the competition “

“Okay” “It’s okay “ “I’ve got two hours to gain all this back

I’m watching everyone watching their strategies and moves just hoping I could do the same. As I watch people get taken down over and over and over again . I’m starting to regain my confidence . The screams of 

“Get up”   and 

“Lock your hands”

“You got this”

Just gets me pumped. 

My coach said behind me

“ guys start getting ready”

So me and the girls start walking back to where we set our bags as we see the gym filled with girls and parents from all over. As I take off my clothes that was over my singlet and start unzipping my bag I hear my couch say

“You’re up” 

“Okay”

He pats my back for assurance I reach in to find NOTHING absolutely nothing. None of my gear was in my bag. Where’s my shoes? Where’s my headgear? Where’s my kneepad? I knew this bad luck would come back and bite me in the butt. I hear the shattering word 

“What are you doing you’re up”

“IIII……. I know”

I turned around so I couldn’t look at him and just stared into my bag. He comes from behind me to see what was the hold up and he knew he knew that if he didn’t say anything in that moment right now i’m gonna break down. 

“You can’t just forfeit it will cost all your matches”

“I know’ “but what can I do”

I sink in as I see his disappointment on my coach’s face looking for an idea. It’s like everything stops. The front table was waiting for me,my opponent was waiting for me. And the gym was quiet as people were trying to find me. I can hear the table in the front call my name again and again and again and again to see where I was. I can see the faces of people you supposedly found me looked worried. My coach didn’t seem to have an idea.  But all of the sudden my teammate came from behind me, saving me. 

“Here” 

“What?”

“Here take mine and hurry” 

“Your opponent is already on the mat”. 

I don’t know what just happened but I was already on the mat shaking my opponent’s hand. I can tell the difference between my shoes and my teammates but I was just glad I had something to use and the universe was out to get me after all

Stock Car Racing

 Stock Car Racing

By Braydon Price.

In the beginning Bob started his engine. Then Bob went on the track to start to warm up. After Bob got warmed up Bob and the other races went back to three trals. Bob got something to eat then Bob went back to the track and got in line to start the race.

Bob and the other people got the green flag so they started the race. Three laps in, someone wrecked the car and then the race had to stop so the clean up tem could clear the track and the race got going.

 Then Bob and the other race are fighting for 1st place. They were bumping into each other and they kept fighting. Bob was still fighting for 1st place and his car was losing speed but he was not giving up.

Donald Trump sped up. The crowd went crazy,  but Bob was still fighting and there was only one lap to go. 

Bob was in 1st place now. Bob won the first race. Now he was going to his trial to rest. In 30 minutes, Bob will go and start the second race. 

They got the green flag. There was a pile up in the 1st corner of the track. Then 3 people started to fight, and the cops came to split them up. Bob wanted to keep going, but they had to stop the race. Then 20 minutes went by and the race still was not going. 

Bob was getting mad but they said five more minutes left to wait, so he was happy. Then Bob got on the track. They got lined up again and Bob got in the front of the line. Bob doesn’t want to lose this shot in the race. Suddenly Bob got hit from the back of his car. Bob lost his spot in the race. Bob was not going to give up. Bob and this other guy were fighting for 1st place. Bob was now in 1st place with 2 laps to go. Now there was only 1 lap to go. Bob was still in first place. Bob saw the checker flag. Bob was happy he got first place in that race. Now Bob and the 4 winds have to have the championship race in one week. 

Bob has one week to rebuild his car so it can go alot faster than it did at the home races. Bob got his car done but the race is in 2 days. So Bob now had put his car back together fast. Bob and his new friend Bill.

          “Bob, this is not going to get done in 2 days. We still have the second car to put together. We will not put this car together in 2 days. We should not rebuild this car, we are not going to make it.” – said Bill

          “Do not tell me what to do. You should be happy that I’m helping you with these dumb cars so shut up and let me work.” – Said Bill

 “Bill this car is not dumb you are dumb if you want me to win we have to work” – said Bob

            “Bob, I’m not dumb. If you want me to work, leave me alone.’ – said Bill  

“Yes we are if you stop talking we will yes we will not going to get this done so get to work.” -Said Bob

“I’m going to get something to eat. Do you want something to eat?” – Said Bob   

“No. Well, where are you going?” – Said Bill   

“I’m going to Casey’s, what do you want, pizza and a Mtn Dew.” – Said Bob

        “Bill, are you still mad at me? I got you food.” – Said Bob

        “Yes Bob, I’m still mad at you because I’m stupid.”

        “Bill, you are not in preschool. You are a grown man so you can grow up and drop it. And get to work you are slowing me down.” – Said Bob

        “Well I know that I’m not in preschool. And I’m already a grown man. I will drop it if you do not shut up. I’m not slowing you down.” – Said  Bill

        “Bill is just going to start working to.” – Said Bob

         “We got it done well, let’s see if it will start tomorrow.” – Said Bill

          “I hope it does. We only have one day to work on it and we have to leave early to get there on time.” – said Bob 

       “Well it runs!” – said Bill

       “Yes it does bill!” – said Bob

        “Let’s put it on the trailer and let’s get ready to leave.” – said Bill

       “I hope that we make it on time we left late.” – said Bill

       “We won’t be late so do not worry bill. We just be one of the late ones at the ticket booth.” – said Bob 

       “We made it and we are not late like I told you bill” – said Bob

       “Hope you do well at warm ups Bob!” -said bill

      “Me to bill!” – said Bob 

      “Bill, this car is good on this track.” – said Bob

“That is the best news of my day so far. Well get out of the car and take a break be for you have to go and race.” – said Bill 

    “Good idea Bill.” – said Bob 

    30 mins late.

    “It is time to go race now, wish me luck.” – said Bob

     Bob got in the 3 other races the green flag. Bob got the lead and they had 30 more laps to go. Bob’s car is smoking all the other cars. Now there are only 20 more laps to go and all the cars are going well so for now there are 10 laps left and the cars are slowing down but Bob’s car was in the worst shape.

 “Oh no” Bob slid out in the third corner and this is going end over end then his car burnt into flames. The fire dept rushed onto the track, and he got rushed to the hospital. 

     “Bob you were going good what happened” – said Bill 

     “I do not know what happened bill” – said Bob 

    Bob passed away 3 days later from 3 degree burns and a lot of broken bones. 

MMS 7th Grade Short Stories

I am a teacher at a middle school and I have assigned my class a short story writing assignment. As a way of trying to inspire them, I told them that I would publish their stories on my website when they were finished with them. I knew I had a section on the site for Fan Fiction and I decided that I could easily post these stories under that section.

These stories will not be perfect. These are 7th grade students who do not have a lot of experience in writing stories. They have been introduced to the idea of a plot map and they are working toward using thas as a tool when they write. The story assignment was supposed to have some connection to a sport or a sporting event. I was following the end of unit assignment from the HMH curriculum that we use.

The assignment is due this Friday, January 18th so I will start posting the stories some time that day and perhaps over the weekend.

The students will all have a pseudonym on their stories just as a way to protect their identities. I know my community here is great, but the internet itself can be a negatove place and I want to protect these kids as much as possible.

There will be a variety of writing. I know some are really working well on this while others are wasting time. I am sure the product will show this as well. However, please be kind to the kids. Most of them are working fairly well on their stories.

Thanks to everyone who gives this a chance.