Works by Session Four in the Afternoon

Fairy Land Caverns
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Ellen. She was a very odd little girl. She was still very young but every day she read the advertisements in the newspaper. On this particular day she saw a very interesting one. It read “Fairy Land Caverns is a child’s dream world.” She decided to try and find it.
Emma Barrett

The narwhal sat
In a swivel chair
Tasting sweet raspberries
Saying they tasted fantastic
Alex Broening

I Don’t Remember Being Anybody Besides Myself
I remember the smell of cookie’s baking.
I remember stargazing on a dark night.
I remember my mom smiling at me.
I remember hearing my name Kate with a capital Letter K.
I remember sipping steaming hot chocolate on a snowy day.
I remember sitting by a hot, flickering fire.
I don’t remember what I wore exactly one year ago.
I doen’t remember seeing light for the first time.
I don’t remember not liking soccer.
I don’t remember when water was made.
I don’t remember when land was built.
I don’t remember being anybody besides myself, Kate.
Kate Driebe

Everyone knows that bad spirits hide themselves inside of trees. What surprised Ada is that this spirit was hidden in her soup. Was that scary or what? Ada never believed in ghosts or spirits until that time. That time when she had just turned six the week before. She was outside playing. When the darkest could anyone could remember swept over the land on which she lived. This so called “Bad-luck-cloud” stayed for months providing magical winds that made monsters and ghosts and other horrors appear. Ada told her parents about it, but when they looked out the window they saw nothing. They said, “Ada, do not lie.” “But I’m not lying,” Ada said in an innocent voice. But the look on her parent’s face told her to stop talking. So she did, but the creatures she saw never went away.
Odessa Hott

One day in a bush as green as a lime, a spider not so big as your little fingernail was resting in the shade of a leaf when he smelled something he had never smelled in his life. It was a mixture of peach and blackberry. He got up slowly thinking it wasn’t worth it. What could it be, he thought? He scrambled up the branch he had been resting on. The smell grew stronger every few steps he took. When he got to the perimeter of the bush he looked over the expanse of yard in front of him and set his gaze to a stump just about five feet away. On top of the stump sat a pie! That was one of the things spiders love the best.
Cole Myers

The House
If I were a magical creature I would be a fairy because I have always wanted to be able to fly. Once upon a time I was flying along and I spotted a new house up ahead. “Wow,” I exclaimed, “It’s new!” I went up to have closer look. It was even bigger than I thought it was! But the strangest thing about that it was BRIGHT yellow. I walked nervously up to the front door. I knocked. It was the scariest moment in my life as the door creaked op;en. Even though it was a hot day I felt myself shiver. Standing in the doorway was a couple that looked like they were in their 60’s or 70’s. “Hello,” said the woman nicely. “What’s your name?”
Ellie Myers

I was walking in the woods one day on a path that I’ve walked on many times. I saw a log cabin. I went over and knocked on the door. There was an old man in the cabin and he gave me a rock, a purple rock. He said it will bring you wealth for the rest of your life. Each day it will bring you some kind of wealth, every day. So I said Thank You and left. Later that night I decided to keep it to myself. The next day a man came up to me and said, “I will give you $75 for a pen.” I gave it to him and left. I went up to my room and thought about my rock.
Ted Owen

Chop!!!
My dad and a few other people chopped down a mushroom for dinner. We were traveling from the stream where we lived now to a mountain stream with large pools every couple hundred feet and tons of minnows and plants. It was so perfect till a giant species called humans found a nice swimming spot.
Hannah Parker

Backwards Story
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Samantha Strange

Carytown Observation Story
So everyday, I sit in Carytown, watching. Breathing the thick smoky air, sitting in the hot humidity. Everyday I still sit and watch the people of Carytown. One playing a banjo. One eating ice cream and laughing. One selling Italian Ice. And even today I sit waiting for another chance at life.
Katy Werwath

The day Louis was born, all the rose bushes burned away.
The day Louis took his first steps , people’s shoes started to fray.
The day Louis said his first words, the air was thick and gray.
The day Louis turned two, his friends couldn’t play.
The day Louis went to middle school, the lower school took a sigh.
The day Louis went to college the director almost cried.
Evan Wolff