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Share your imagination
i can hardly tell you this, but io have to tell someone. if i keep it to myself i will have nightmares about it for the rest of my life, and if there’s one thingi don’t need in my life it’s an extra portion of nightmares it all started with a stupid genie. if the genie hadn’t…
no thats not right. it actually started with me feeling sorry for myself. why was i feeling sorry for myself? because i am jiggy mcCue, the unluckyest kid in town. i’d never thought of myself as particularly lucky, but just lately luck and me had been complete strangers. i’d been haunted by a dead goose, held prisoner by a pair of evil under pants, and flushed down a computerised toilet. you have to admit these arn’t normal, everyday, run-of-the-mill things to happen to a person. but i had a pritty good idea why i was getting all this stuff trown at me while i missed everyone else.it was because of what happend at the piddle pool the night before i started school for the first time. what diddn’t happen i should say. the piddle pool was called the piddle pool because……..
(nexxt page of c 1 will happen every friday of every week) guess wat happend next!!