The Secret

 Author's Note: I wrote this piece in about 30 minutes in the reading lab so when you read through it, please look for any small mistakes I may have made.  

...When she saw troy again, he would not be the same person as he was before...As the jar was opened, Troy found himself staring straight into a black, swirling pit of darkness. Seconds passed, and a foggy cloud of mist came floating out from Troy. Mr. Mason, with a half witted smile, listened to the painful shouting he had always heard when a loud and annoying student was interrupting his class. The cloudy figure started spiraling down the jar, leaving Troy with no spirit to support him. Falling hard to the ground with a loud bump, Molly ran into the room to see what had happened. Mr. Mason was surprised to see her, except he didn’t worry.

“Molly, there is no running in school,” Mr. Mason chanted as though he has said it a million times.

“Mr. Mason! I saw what you did to Troy! Why are you torturing our students!”

“I’m not torturing them, I’m simply capturing their souls so I can have more power to return.”

“Return to what? Is troy going to be alright?”

“You could say that I guess.” Mr. Mason answered with a smirk on his face. “I was once ruler of this world, a long long time ago. The people didn’t agree with my choices, so they decided to take away my powers.”

“I command you to return these poor students souls back! This is not right!”

“Oh, look at you. A brave 8th grader trying to stand up for her fellow classmates.” Mr. Mason was impressed with the way she spoke to him, unlike she does in school.

“What if I told you to take me instead?”

“No, that is not possible. Unless....”

“Unless what?” Molly nervously asked.

“Unless you promise me that you will never get your soul back, and no one can save you from the torture you go through.”

“I accept.”

“Very well then. Troy will return to school tomorrow like normal, and you will not be able to tell anyone what I have done.”

“I promise.”

The next day, Troy came to school wondering why he hadn’t remembered what had happened after school the day before. Whatever the reason was, he didn’t care, all he wanted to do was find Molly.

While listening to the short story of this piece, the first thing I thought of was magic. Listening to the descriptions of Mr. Baker and the kid that got transformed, it made me think of Harry Potter and the many spells they can do to people to change their appearance. Throughout my ending, I tried to explain that Mr. Baker was not a normal person and that he had some kind of special powers that only Molly noticed. 

Fall DWA

Author’s Note: Writing about fish was defiantly a different writing style then I’m used to. Usually my stories are fiction or about a book I read, but this one I had to do some research to find facts and information.

Memory Myth

P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sidney. Finding Nemo’s Dori repeats this with excitement over and over because it is the only sentence she is able to remember. Is this possible? Although she is a cartoon, people would like to know, Fact or Fake?

People are now starting to want to know if fish have short memory spans or not. St. Andrews University decided to teach fish to go through obstacles, remember people, and even when to eat. Teaching fish to learn when to eat sounds very complicating, but it’s actually not. All the scientists had to do was make a certain noise around lunch time and the fish would sooner or later realize that every time that noise would go off they would get to eat. After a while, the fish caught on and were able to get to the food before the sound even turned on.

Teaching the fish when to get their food was very impressive, but the scientists wanted to do more. They decided to try to put them back in the ocean to see if they would get the same results. Divers took the fish back to the ocean and made the noise just to remind them. They then left, and came back three weeks later with the same noise and food for the fish. It so happens, that the fish were able to remember the sound and were capable of finding the food.

Since the tests went extremely well, scientists decided that fish defiantly do not have a memory span of three seconds. Although we did unfold the mystery, that doesn’t mean we want to end the research. Scientists still want to know if all fish have a long memory span or what the longest one is. Seeing how we were able to solve the memory mystery, we should be able to find out more soon.

Even if we aren’t able to figure out all the unanswered questions, we were still able to find the truth on their memory. With all the technology we have now, scientists have proven to us that the myth of the three second memory is defiantly fake.

Turning in Time

Author's Note: In writing lab, Mr. Graf told us to write an ending to "Thank you Ma'am." Writing this ending was actually fun, and I liked what I wrote so I decided to post it on my blog. Please watch for good sentence fluency throughout my piece.

...He barely managed to say “Thank you” before she shut the door....

As the door was slammed into his face, the boy started to question the old lady. Why had she given him $10 after he was trying to steal from her? Why did she invite him into her home after he showed disrespect for her? These questions were re-playing through his mind over and over again. As he started walking down the street, to the store with the shoes he wanted, he heard screaming coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw the lady chasing after him. Without question Rodger stood still in his place on the side of the road. When the lady finally caught up to him, Rodger found himself staring straight into the eyes of someone you don’t want to mess with.

Wondering why she was so upset he asked, “Why did you run all the way here to talk to me again?”

The lady replied, “Do you have a place to stay?”

“No ma’am”stated Roger.

“Then lets head back to my home, I’m sure my family wouldn’t mind a visitor for a while.”

“Ma’am? Why are you inviting me back? I just tried to steal from you?”

“You have learned your lesson, yes?”

“Yes ma’am.”

Rodger had nothing else to say, and he knew the lady wouldn’t let him walk away. So, on the way back to the house, they talked about where they were from and about their families. When they finally reached the door, Mrs Jones stated,

“Tomorrow,we can head to the store and pick up your new pair of shoes”

“Thank you ma’am.”