Devin Johnson

Sam Becker

Sean King

Benjamin Chandler

Emma Mazzucco

Rietje Becker

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"I'm late again!" Karen yelled from across the house as she chipped away at the melted crayons that had been left to cool in the waffle maker.

Managing a bed and breakfast with three rug rags running around proved more challenging than anticipated, Karen thought to herself. Finally, the pumpkin spiced waffles were ready. Karen rushed them to her guests. “Here you go Magda and Terrance,” she said to her demanding guests.

That’s right: Rug Rags. Three for one deal on the home shopping network. They are nice area rugs that automatically clean up spills. That’s how they’re supposed to work, at least.

There was, however, a spill that even the Rug Rags couldn't clean up. My sister doesn't like me to talk about it, but one day we were playing "gardener & bee" in the living room, & she decided to hook the garden hose up to the bathroom faucet. You can imagine what happened next.

It sprayed everywhere. I was soaked. I waanted to yell at her but i also was having fun so i decided to.....

grab my bathing suit and flamingo floaty. As I lounged my mind wandered. This should be commercialized! The next year I opened the town’s first combination water park nightclub with splash pad: Flight of the Flamingos—Trouble at the Soak of Midnight. I was taken care of forever.

The Wetness

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Michael Stiehl

Emily J

Do not go gentle into that good night. Do not go violent into that bad day. Do not run in the halls. Do not eat toothpaste. Do not kiss grandma with your eyes closed. Do not use the word irregardless. Do not seek the treasure. Do not use all the hot water before I take my shower.

"What's wrong with Gramps?" Bobby thought to himself "I just asked for some milk for my sugar snaps and he says all that?!" Bobby folded his arms and stared at his bowl of dry cereal. Things with Gramps weren't working out. Somebody had to do something.

Finally the idea hit the little brat. "Oh, I could get up, go to the fridge, and get the milk myself. Ok, I'll do that then." Bobby was used to being waited on, but he realized it wasn't that hard to pour milk into his own cereal. "Wow. i guess Gramps was right!"

As Bobby ate his cereal, he tried to think of more things he could do by himself instead of waiting for Gramps. “I could set the table. Walk the dog.” He realized he needed to set his sights higher. “Ride my bike in the road. Trampoline into the pool. Skateboard down the roof!”

So he took his trampoline and moved it to the pool and started jumping. Water was going everywhere but a handsome jalepeno gathered...

around the human. “Stop!” the jalapeño sheriff shouted. “Look at the mess you’ve made.” The human guiltily rolled off into the water. “Please continue,” the spicy pepper said to the rest of the pepper guests, who carried on merrily, ignoring the brat who’d disrupted their fun.

Bobby, Gramps, & the Jalapeño Sheriff

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Zoe Becker

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.

He knew who she was. It was his mother. He walked up and said, "Hi my name is jerry. You are my mom.

All at once a blinding light coursed through the space. Jerry and the woman froze. And then a creature appeared, seemingly from the air itself.

it was a clown. jerry was scared of clowns ever since he was 2 years old. He was at a birthday party

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