Stinky Mud Pits

Me and my brother were at the stinky mud pits in yellowstone.  My brother was skipping around.   My brother fell into the stinky mud pits.  The life guard was wearing a T-shirt with red stripes.  He jumped into the mud pit and he got stuck in the mud pit also.  The park ranger was walking by.  He was wearing a brown vest, a brown cowboy hat, some cowboy boots and a shiny gold badge hung up on his chest. He tried to save the life guard and my brother but he accidently fell into the mud pit.  He got stuck also. 

All of the sudden the mud pit exploded with a big boom. They all ended up standing in a empty hole.  They climbed out of the gigantic hole.  My brother ran over to me and said, “Did you see that?”  I did not answer.   I was way to stunned to say a single word.  I had been standing there the hole entire time watching person by person fall into the stinky mud pit.  It was a little bit funny but a little bit horrifying.  My brother just would not stop talking about being trapped in a mud pit and how scary it was.  

When I got myself back together my brother got a mad look on his face. I asked him what was wrong.  He replied, “The writer put me in that mud pit. The writer got the life guard and lets not forget the park ranger stuck in the stinky mud pit with me. Curse you writer of the story!!!” 

THE END

Week 2

Monday: My brother was making a fireplace so we could eat something. I was chasing a deer and suddenly my brother was screaming. I ran over to him and saw that he had been on a branch making the fireplace and the bear had thrown a small but hard rock at him. He had the branch on his head and it looked like a very long skinny hat made from wood.

Tuesday: My brother was in a bush by the beds cave. I mean bears cave. He got out of the bush because no one was home and he went inside of the cave to see the bear accompanied by the tiger!!! They chased him until he climbed up to the biggest branch in the jungle. They waited at the bottom for hours. My brother really does not like this jungle. He is making so many enemies.

Wednesday: My brother woke up in the night and turned to me. He said,” This is a strange jungle.” Then he was quiet for about one minute. And said,” Is there a bear behind me?” I looked up and screamed, “YES!!!” He ran and ran and ran and well I guess you get the point.

Thursday: We were at the end of the jungle and I saw something strange. It was a bridge leading back home. My brother screamed, “THERE WAS A BRIDGE HERE THE HOLE TIME!!!” He stormed off into the jungle but then ran back and said, “Lets go.” There were all of his enemies.

Friday: Now that were home we have two new pets...a bear and a tiger. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Thanks for reading,

Gwen

Week 1

Monday: Me and my brother were in a jungle and my brother found a cave.  He went in the cave and felt something soft. He thought it was a bed but it was a bear and the bear chased him. P.S. Do not tell mom I bought a plane to get to the island. Pretty please!!!

Tuesday: My brother got taken by a parrot and he said, “Curse you writer of the story!!!” He was not so happy so I chased the bird away but he was still mad at the writer. “Hey! I do good work.”

Wednesday: My brother saw a tiger. I said to be quiet, but he was literally screaming. The tiger heard him and chased him all day and night. He was really getting tired. Poor guy!!!

Thursday: I found a treasure chest and we opened it. It was the tiger!!! He really liked my brother or he was just really really hungry. P.S. That tiger sure is mean to my brother. I wonder why?

Friday: My brother found a tree to climb. It wasn’t long before I heard screaming from that tree. There was a jaguar in the tree!!! My brother went down but fell backwards from a branch. Luckily he was in pillow meadow. He nearly fainted. So so funny.

Saturday: It was snowing. Funny weather for a jungle if you ask me. Anyway, my brother was soon a heap of snow. I had to get a shovel to get him out and he was frozen solid by the time I had finished. P.S. While he was frozen I painted a mustache on his nose!

Sunday: My brother was reenacting a scene of Arthur Christmas and met the tiger again. The tiger screamed “No more story!!!” The tiger could talk!!! He said, “ I like the story and I hope that the writer decides that I eat you at the end or now.”

Thanks for reading!

Gwen