Turkey
                                                        By: Halle Westbrook

I woke up on Thanksgiving day smelling the turkey roasting in the oven. I´m so excited for the turkey! Turkey is obviously the best thanksgiving food. According to the National Turkey Federation 46 million people eat turkey on thanksgiving. So you can see turkey is the best thanksgiving food.

     One dark night I was walking home from my friends house, we were studying for a test we had in the morning.  As I was walking down the street to my house I saw a figure in the dirt lot just off to the side of where I was walking.  Curiously, I walked over to study the figure.  Once I got close enough I could make out what the figure was, to my surprise, the figure was a black cat with eyes that glowed a mysterious yellow.  Me and the cat looked at each other for a short time before the cat started to walk towards this old rickety house.  I don't exactly know why but I followed the cat.  As I walked up to the porch the door automatically opened.  I walked in, but to my surprise the cat was gone and the door closed behind me.  When I turned around I couldn't see anything it was so dark.  I found the door knob and was struggling to open it wouldn't budge. I started to panic, before I could even think I started screaming for help.  Then something grabbed me and I froze, too afraid to move.  Then suddenly the lights switched on and I turned around to see my brother and his friends.  They all screamed, "Happy Halloween!"
-Ellie Bethers

                                                               Anna Basso

      "There," said my Dad, as he handed me our jack-o-lantern. "Just set it on the porch."  I opened the creaky front door of our huge mansion, and set the carved pumpkin on the front porch. 3 black cats ran off the porch with a quiet purr. Something moved in the shadows. I jumped and slammed the front door. I heard the lock click. But i had been OUTSIDE when the door slammed! I was now locked outside with three cats and something moving in the shadows. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and turned on the flashlight. I slowly walked over to the tree where the movement had been, adrenaline coursing through my veins. 


      ´´Help me´´ the voice in the shadows moaned. I couldn't hold back anymore. I ran over to the tree and shone my flashlight. It settled on the figure of a person lying on the ground. It was my older brother! He had a black eye and his shirt was ripped and torn. There appeared to be a tire mark on his white t-shirt! What happened? I asked. ´´Haha I tricked you!´´ My brother sprang off the ground laughing, and gave me a brotherly punch on the shoulder. You´ve been tricked!!!

NOVEMBER BLOG POST: DUE NOVEMBER 30TH

NOVEMBER BLOG POST ASSIGNMENT: 

DUE NOVEMBER 30th

It's Thanksgiving time! For your post this month you will write an ONE explanatory paragraph using evidence (yes, find factual information online). You'll need to find an article or survey. Start with a topic sentence, introduce your evidence, do a citation, explain why the evidence matters and have a strong conclusion. You can also include a picture if you would like to. Enjoy!!

Writing prompt: Why is _____________ (choose one) the best food at Thanksgiving time?

Don't forget to do 3 comments on other's posts.  

Example:

As the smells of Thanksgiving dinner awaken your senses and make your tummy rumble, you might wonder which is the best food. Stuffing is the best Thanksgiving food because of it's popularity: everyone loves stuffing! According to the "Most Googled Recopies" on the ProFlower site, stuffing comes in 1st place at 60,500 searches in the month of November. This means that A LOT of people are cooking stuffing in America and want to know how to make it well. Who can resist the salty, savory tang of bread all smashed up in a turkey? All in all, stuffing is a tremendously popular dish that everyone loves. So, find your best recipe and make some stuffing today!

   "Ugh. I think I've eaten too much Halloween candy" I said, as I sat on my bed now feeling sick after eating my last Twix bar. "Oh I think you have" stated Nate's mom, Now i'm off to Mrs. Jones Halloween party, Get your pj's on and get to bed you've been staying up to late with your friends all week. "Ok" I said sighing, "But I'm not even tired yet" I said through a yawn. Mom smiled grabbed her keys and said bye  and was off to the party. I put my pj's on and got into bed and fell asleep.

   The next thing I knew I woke to a slight tapping noise. The first thing I thought was that its halloween and kids are probably just messing around then the tapping got louder and then I knew that something was up. I crept slowly down the stairs to investigate the sound when suddenly it stoped and the silence was broken by the soft mewing of a kitten. 

I reached to open the door when it burst open to reveal mom holding a fluffy black kitten. "I found this little guy sitting in front of the door." said mom. "Aww" I said promptly taking the kitten from mom "He's so soft" I said as he started to purr. "Can we keep him?" I asked excitedly. "Of course we can" she said. Then I said good night and brought the kitten with me to bed we where just curling up when the kitten said "normally most people say its bad luck to let a black cat cross your path but I think it was good luck that brought us together" I smiled and went to sleep.

-Braxton Dunbar

Halloween post

        The black cat twitched its tail, then hissed.

"wow", I said. I thought that it might be having a bad day. I mean, it was 10:00 and the air was cold, so cold that I could see my breath.  and it felt humid like the low hanging air was going to freeze ITSELF.  The smell of wet asphalt rose to greet my nostrils and everyone in this town.  

 "This Halloween is a bust", I screamed so loud buddy (my brother) plugged his ears next to me

   "JEZZE man, you don't have to be so loud" he spoke annoyed.  

"HISSSSSSSS" in a screeching voice.

"It's the cat," buddy said, get it

we chased it, and chased, all the way into mr. Mccormick's house. the cat ran up the steps onto his ugly porch with the screen door hanging on for dear life. the old man came out, picked up his cat, and ran at us full force.  I'm talking charging like he had something fuling it other than adrenaline.  he chased us and I said,

"you can't get me!!!!!"

I felt like I was in that show, Scooby Doo. when they are getting chased. But only it was more scary, than funny. when I looked back ahead of me (and stopped looking at him) He was stopped and smiling. we were at my house and my mom was looking at us, and I was getting the look. THEE look, like you did something wrong, but with a hint of "hahaha I got you." Feeling uninformed, mom told me and buddy,

  "I told mr. Mccormick to chase you meddling kids down, and you are grounded!"
Patience Cox

Janessa Wilding

            I was walking home from school on a crisp autumn afternoon. As I passed the old abandoned house on Aspen Lane, a black cat with yellow, glowing eyes that was sitting on the front gate twitched it's tail twice, and hissed at me. Then, as the cat turned around, hopped off the fence, and then hightailed it back inside the house through the cat flap, the light in the top window flickered on. "What was that?" I asked myself. "Probably nothing," I said.

            The next day, as I passed the front gate of the old abandoned house, the black cat was there, and the same thing happened again, except for this time, my curiosity got the best of me. I hopped the fence, and followed the cat. As it went through the cat flap, I hesitated. Should I go through, or should I not risk it, and continue on my way home? I decided to risk it, so I took off my backpack and went through the cat flap. On the other side, the cat was there waiting for me. The whole room was covered in cobwebs, and it smelled like old wood and dust. It was almost pitch black, except for little candles lit on shelves around the room. I went to take a closer look at what was it the bottles on the shelves, and they were filled with bubbling, frothing, and steaming different colored liquids. They were all labeled, it what I'm assuming is either latin or ancient greek. Weird, I thought to myself. I followed the black cat up the old, creaky stairs, led by it's glowing eyes.

            When the black cat and I reached the very top floor, I saw something that I should have expected. Sitting in the middle of a floor was an old witch, with deep purple gem encrusted robes, with a matching hat and wand. The witch looked like something from a fairytale I read when I was little. She was busy stirring a cauldron in front of her, with a bubbling, steaming, and frothing liquid. It shimmered purple, rose, deep blue, black, and pastel colored, with little silver specks like stars, so the potion looked like a swirling nebula. The witch looked up at me, and she had deep, royal purple eyes with specks of silver. Her face was lighted by more candles lit around the room on more shelves with labeled potions. When she spoke, her voice was misty and light, like she was in a trance. "I have been expecting you. You shall be my successor!" she said as she pointed a bony finger at me. She must have sent the cat to lead me inside for her. "Drink the potion," she said. It was so hypnotizing, I did. As soon as the first droplet hit my tongue, I was hit with a sudden rush. I felt wise beyond years, I felt the oncoming gift of prophecy, potion brewing, and spell casting. "Now, let's get started. You will learn the secrets of witchcraft!" the witch said. Then, she cackled a airy laugh, and I realized that I had just started the rest of my life, There was no turning back now, and so, I decided to embrace my destiny. "What are we waiting for?" I asked. I grinned, and sat down. The cat looked at me with it's glowing yellow eyes, twitching tail, and it smiled...