Come Out with Me
By: Edward Bear There's sun on the river and
sun on the hill... You can
hear the Ocean if you stand
quite still! There's eight new
puppies on the Roundabout
Farm- And I saw an old
sailor with only one arm!
But everyone says "Run
along!" (run along, run along)
All of them say, "Run along!
I'm as busy as can be." Every
one says "Run along, There's
a little darling!" If I'm a little
darling, why don't they run with
me? There's wind on the river
and wind on the hill... There's a
dark dead water-wheel under the
mill! I saw a fly that had just been
drowned- And I know where a rabbit
goes in the ground! But every one says
"Run along!" (run along, run along) All of
them say "Yes, dear," and never
notice me. Every one says "Run along,
There's a little darling!" If I'm a little
darling, why won't they come and see?

Snow!

It snowed!!! It snowed!!!! For weeks on end I have been waiting for one thing to happen, snow! Well, thanks to some cold weather and heavy snow clouds, we are rewarded with a a beautiful yard covered with snow. Not just slush that is an inch tall, either. Snow. REAL snow. As a member of the coast, I only saw one year that had as much snow as we do now. 2006. We didn't even stay for that snow, because we planned a vacation for Belize. I am so happy! We had a sledding party at Anita Weeks house on Saturday. Unluckily, the party died when my dad's collarbone broke. He is o.k. We are all hoping for a fast mend. I am very happy that it snowed as you can see. This snow is not snowball snow, though. It is too powdery. I even tried to make a snow man but I could not. That's all for now! 'bye!

Denise was the quiet kind of girl. She walked slowly and observed everything around her. When you asked her questions she never gave you an unsatisfying answer. Everything about her was strange. Her sandy blonde braids and her freckled face. her stubborn green eyes and her interesting dress apparel...

Drafting

It was a stormy, rainey night. The sea thrashed about and the clouds clapped with thunder. India Settle, an old woman, sat in a rocking chair next to her window. She lived near the sea. She was a wealthy woman. Her husband had died only years before and had left her with much fortune. He invested in the stock market and had got a lot of money. When he started to get health problems he took her aside and assured her that his money was going to her. Now here she was, sitting in her mansion on the beach knitting a sweater and staring out the window at the sea. Three knocks at the door shattered her peace.