Wednesday, February 12, 2014

The Chosen Ones 2

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Now What?....                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            But how?How do I save the world?I knew what I had to do,run away.So,I creeped out during the night.But where do I go?I turned to the tree,hopeful it would answer.Then,I remembered the powers.I concentrated hard on the tree.Suddenly,I started saying words I never said before."Come powers of the East,North,South and West.Come to this tree,make him live!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       The tree lit up,if I was normal I would have turn my head in a heartbeat,but I was magic now and I had to face things on my own.Finally,it told me to go far North,until I saw a castle.Would I have to walk,my body soon answered,FLY.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       I shot up.I raced through the clouds like a ball of fire.I soon saw a castle,old,rusty.I figured it was the wrong castle.I figured out that it was not,because a sickening roar told me someone was home,and I was not welcome.

2 comments:

  1. I love the way you let the readers picture how the story is. You did a great job, speedy gonzales!

    ~Elle

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  2. Thanks:) -speedy gonzales

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