ABOUT THE AUTHOR

                               ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Giovanni is a 9-year-old boy with many occupations. Gio is in the 4th grade. He likes to write fiction and movie reviews. He has written movie reviews with Jack, and he's written Taken 2, life of Steve. Part 1 and Life of Steve part 2. When I'm not writing you could find me playing drums,or playing soccer.                              

                          







                                                                 

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Taken part 2

    Then Rachel got out of the car. The man took her to a strange house. Then she got taken to a fridgerator. The strange man moved the friderator and the girl saw a pit with 4 girls about her age yelling and screaming. The man threw her in the pit that was 7 feet and was covered in extra smooth dirt. Everyone started introducing themselves. The names of the girls were Sydeny, Katy, hanah, and Bella. Every day was a new day with new plans on how to escape, but all of the plans failed. Once they got their food they started eating and  themselves. Rachel saw a girl coming towards her and asked, "what's wrong?" Rachel got angry and punched the ground and felt something hollow. Rachel started digging and saw a wooden trap door that led to a tunnel. They opened the trap door and went into a deep, and dark tunnel.

To be continued...

The Life of STEVE PART 2

I WAS GOING TO DIE. It was a freaking ghast what was what was I supposed to do say "hello ghast"

It shot fireballs anywhere it saw me and followed me anywhere I went. "Say bye-bye to real world and say hi to heaven." I thought. I collected grass blocks and dug enough space for me to fit in, then I blocked it with a block." I'll be here a while," I thought. When I came back up it was gone! "Ye-oo," it was NIGHT." Awwww god, I need a bed." I ran far enough to find two sheep. "Yeah, let's kill some sheep. DIE SHEEP! DIE!!!!!"
           "Bah-ha-ha!" The sheep yelled with suffering. Somehow I knew what to do in this dumb pixelated world. "Oh, come on! Now I need freaking wood! Come on now, I'm new at this game!" I exclaimed but knowing no one was listening. "First of all my name is not Steve and my house is not made out of spruce wood-how do I even know what that is WHAT THE OMG'S!"
After my small tantrum I got right to work I collected wood, made my crafting table and started at my bed. When I finished my bed went right to bed.

When I awoke I was in a dark red place with lava everywhere. Lava? Where was I? Wait is this the, the,




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The Life of STEVE PART 1

I WOKE UP IN A PIXELATED BED.I had Pirates of the Caribbean sheets, this bed had red sheets.When I stood up I saw as a black bar above my head that said STEVE."What the frick!" I yelled. I got staring straight into a burning zombie's eyes. "wwaaaaaaaaaahh!! Mommy!" Sobbing I ran not knowing where I was going. I saw a smoky white block floating in mid-air with small tentacles under his belly it's ghostly red eyes turned to look at me. It was a GHAST. "I'm dead meat" I thought