My Brother He could hear his heart He can go on forever He is my brother My deadly brother He can go on forever When in the pale of moonlight Yearning to live of cold It is nearly impossible When in the pale of moonlight He is frightened of the full moon Bullied so much He frightens me He is scared of the full moon He is in the forest He is a werewolf A deadly one at that Nick Skonberg Grade 4 Bright School 1950 McDade Lane Mrs. Crawford
[Grade 5 Prose]
Trevor’s Story I felt nauseous one troublesome afternoon, and the arithmetic teacher told me to sit and lie down on a soft pillow in the back of class. A while later, I woke up and saw that no one was there. That was because it was 10:00 PM at night! I tried to pry the windows open, but they wouldn’t budge. Same with every door that goes outside. I tried to call someone, but they turned off the power. I couldn’t believe how much his stomach still ached and grumbled until I came to a sudden halt. Could it be that I’d be stuck there until morning? Or am I still asleep? Maybe school hasn’t started yet? Next thing I knew, my mom announced, “You’ll be late for school!” I said to myself, “Phew, it was just a dream.” That’s what I thought happened when I got to school and was sick. Or is this a dream… Trevor Adams Grade 5 Lookout Valley Elementary School
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