Changed Day
There was one day where I had just finished the Harry Potter
series and I went to my parents and I asked my parents If I could
Watch Harry potter 7 part 1. Just part 1.
Guess what they said. Absolutely..........................................NOT
I got really mad and went upstairs. Later my brother came home
with ice cream and my sister came home with candy and..........
STOP
(lets rewrite that)
There was one day where I had just finished the Harry Potter
series and I asked my mom if I could watch The Harry Potter 7 part1.
My mom said " You can watch part 1 and part 2 and you can have candy, ice cream,
and any other thing you want."
That's much better.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
layne's life
MY LIFE
Nothing in my life is very, very, VERY bad, it's just not perfect. Once in 2nd grade ,we were listening to the school news. The boy sitting next to me was talking and I almost got in very big troble. He blamed it on me so he didn't have to get his folder signed. I had to put my folder on the teacher's chair. ( the teacher gave me 3 warnings and she took away 1 so, I didn't want to use the other 2.)
Everyone thinks that I'm sooooooo PERFECT but, I'm not, And I like that about me.
Sincerly,
Layne G.
Nothing in my life is very, very, VERY bad, it's just not perfect. Once in 2nd grade ,we were listening to the school news. The boy sitting next to me was talking and I almost got in very big troble. He blamed it on me so he didn't have to get his folder signed. I had to put my folder on the teacher's chair. ( the teacher gave me 3 warnings and she took away 1 so, I didn't want to use the other 2.)
Everyone thinks that I'm sooooooo PERFECT but, I'm not, And I like that about me.
Sincerly,
Layne G.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Write a mystery story...
I was walking with my grandma after the circus acts and wondering why they would open a circus in a ghost town. all of the sudden I tripped on a bottle. It cracked then broke and I felt a sharp pain in my foot and evrything went black as I hit the ground.
I wolk up in an abandon circus tent. Quiet, dark, cold,and in the middle it took me a minute to prosses. My foot was wrapped in gozz and I heard a quiet, faint, laphing nioze. A clown appered out of the pich black room.Blood was dripping down his knife. I stood up and headed the oppisite way of the clown wich was the way Ithought the door was and I was right.
I was running and I could hear my heart beating. The angry gang of clowns were chasing me on a ghost rider moter bike. I ran until I reached an old golf cart and jumped in. I rode until I saw my granmother lying on the ground. I put her in the old rusted golf cart and rode to a hospitle where I thought we could stay. When we went to the docter it took a while for him to speak. I thought he would say my grandmother was ok but I just heard 5 dreadful words as a firmilier motercycle pulled up to the hospitle: she might not make it.
By: Ryan
I wolk up in an abandon circus tent. Quiet, dark, cold,and in the middle it took me a minute to prosses. My foot was wrapped in gozz and I heard a quiet, faint, laphing nioze. A clown appered out of the pich black room.Blood was dripping down his knife. I stood up and headed the oppisite way of the clown wich was the way Ithought the door was and I was right.
I was running and I could hear my heart beating. The angry gang of clowns were chasing me on a ghost rider moter bike. I ran until I reached an old golf cart and jumped in. I rode until I saw my granmother lying on the ground. I put her in the old rusted golf cart and rode to a hospitle where I thought we could stay. When we went to the docter it took a while for him to speak. I thought he would say my grandmother was ok but I just heard 5 dreadful words as a firmilier motercycle pulled up to the hospitle: she might not make it.
By: Ryan
Friday, March 9, 2012
Hi! I'm Ryan, Spilling ink writer
I love writing because it gives you a chance to be funny if you're that kind of person. However, if you are not fun and depresing with your bores, you can write your feelings. You can also write anywhere about anything like. You could make a funny journal, so if you cach somebody picking their nose you could write it down. Anyone can write letters, newspapers, articles, and anyone can be a blogger if they know how to write properly. Another reason you could write would be when you're bored playing barbies with your little sister... ick! I love to writeA LOT!
I love writing because it gives you a chance to be funny if you're that kind of person. However, if you are not fun and depresing with your bores, you can write your feelings. You can also write anywhere about anything like. You could make a funny journal, so if you cach somebody picking their nose you could write it down. Anyone can write letters, newspapers, articles, and anyone can be a blogger if they know how to write properly. Another reason you could write would be when you're bored playing barbies with your little sister... ick! I love to writeA LOT!
Thursday, March 8, 2012
bad day
The Scene I want to Change
The scene I would like to change was in 1 grade. It was before school started ( where you would check- out your classroom) and I was walking into the door of my new class. Mrs.Brizendine was my teacher. She had black hair, brown eyes, and a big smile on her face. When we were walking in my dad was holding me and the next thing you know .... I STARTED TO CRY!!!!!( I think it was the black hair that scared me)STOP! I want to change that! Lets make me walking in and I was going in with a smile! I would start to walk in and give the teacher a hug. What I am not going to change is the fact that my friends Ethan and Maddie were in my class.
I loved / hated that night, but, I just got to see my friends.( for the main part)
The scene I would like to change was in 1 grade. It was before school started ( where you would check- out your classroom) and I was walking into the door of my new class. Mrs.Brizendine was my teacher. She had black hair, brown eyes, and a big smile on her face. When we were walking in my dad was holding me and the next thing you know .... I STARTED TO CRY!!!!!( I think it was the black hair that scared me)STOP! I want to change that! Lets make me walking in and I was going in with a smile! I would start to walk in and give the teacher a hug. What I am not going to change is the fact that my friends Ethan and Maddie were in my class.
I loved / hated that night, but, I just got to see my friends.( for the main part)
All about Layne
Meet Layne, Spilling Ink Writer
HI! I am Layne!
I love writing because it is a great way to let your feelings out and to say what you want to say! I like spilling ink because you can change something that happened in your life and make it the way you wanted it especially if it is embarrassing!
SPILLING INK ROCKS!!
HI! I am Layne!
I love writing because it is a great way to let your feelings out and to say what you want to say! I like spilling ink because you can change something that happened in your life and make it the way you wanted it especially if it is embarrassing!
SPILLING INK ROCKS!!
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