Professor Gargamals Experiment

Professor Gargamal had been locked away in his laboratory for days now, barely even stopping to eat, sleep or drink.

He rested his left arm on the dusty pile of books scattered across his desk, and with his right hand, he gently flicked the conical flask in front of him. The red and orange liquid inside coughed and sputtered as heat from the Bunsen burner excited it from below.

Professor Gargamal wiped his weary eyes; only the excitement of finally finishing the potion kept him awake. Just a few more hours, and then the potion will be ready to use. The day has gone by and the Professor didn’t go anywhere; he just waited and waited until the potion of swiftness and strength was ready to use. Boom, Kaplow the potion fell out of the bottle. TO BE CONTINUED

Septone Poems

 

Haiku Poems

 

Acrostic Poem

Dabbles in diligence

Apples are my favorite fruit

Yells a lot in class/class time

Talks a lot to my friends

Organized all of the time

Niko is my Best friend

The Fairytale Ending

 The Fairytale Ending

Timidly, she pushed back the branches and peered into the clearing. Sunshine drenched the ground as it poured through the canopy above. She felt warm for the first time she went on an adventure.

She had been following the trail of clues for days, and she had finally reached her destination. Were the stories true? Was this really the place people in her village had talked about for centuries?

She really hoped her own story would have a fairytale ending but what do you think will happen if she kept walking to the first light source she has seen for days or what will happen if she keeps on walking closer to the castle step by step?

THE END.