Tic-Tac Tic -Tac the keys the play music,
Dancing up and down the keys play music,
From left to right they play all night,
Tic- Tac Tic- Tac The keys play music,
Come morning the keys are silent,
For the night before was pretty violent,
They await and await to play once more,
The keys play music .
Fog filled the air with the temp below zero. The street were always silent in the city with no name, but not on this night as a mouse ran through the streets as fast as light.
His name was Oliver. He ran fierce and didn’t stop for fear he was being watched. When the young mouse scampered into his own so beautiful home, he jumped on his bed and then went to the land of a nightmere.
“Faith no! Comback my love! Please take me with you!”
Oliver the mouse awoke to find himself sweating on the ground. Horrified at what he had just encountered, Oliver yawned as he got out off the ground.
Sniff. Sniff. The smell of rotten cheese filled his nose. Then he drifted off to the kitchen. Creek! He opened the miniature size fridge and there gazed at the thousand kinds of cheese. He had no problem getting food, for no one lived in the town with no name. There was food beyond liking at every corner. Oliver was indeed a very rich mouse from his five inch plasma to his five centimeter iPod.
He was lonely though, even though he was rich from his ears to his toes. He had only one love, but she had gone years ago to the North Pole for her mother had forced her ever if her love for Oliver was so.
As Oliver ate a piece of Swiss cheese, he slowly closed his eyes and pictured the damp buy silk white snow. Then he imaged his lovely dream mouse Faith. “I got it!” Oliver yelled out. “I will go to the North Pole in search of Faith, then marry her and this will happen tomorrow!” he cried.
With that, the journey began.
My name was searched for near and far. Yet all my mother had to do was look up. That is just what she did one evening. Mom peeked outside then gently stepped out onto the porch looked up in the sky then set her eyes at the wonderess colors of sunset. The sunset took her off into a land of purples, yellows, reds, and blues. Then she saw a bright light then heard the laugh of a baby girl. The trans was over and she whispered Cienna. Right then she knew my name. Mother asked me if I liked the name. I kicked in agrement. She knew my name and knew I would always shine with it.
I wear a simple blue slik dress and small white tennie shoes. I have long brown hair with a small inocent face, a medium size nose, I am the age of 5, and I have thoughtful features. I am very calm and soothing, I study constantly and am very well behaved. People and students say I am a gifted prodigy and read voraciously. Character glow with joy when they come upon me. The author says I am a young genious. I have read a bunch of books. I am a very helpful and do and say good things. I am Matilda.
My Grandparents AH how great they are.
I will always love them for this is from the soul.
So thank you for telling I could shine bright
when there is no light.
Thank you most of all for being you
and for that I give you my love my respect
and a life long knowing I have wonderful grandparents.
Drip drip, saliva dripped from my mouth, as I looked at all the delicious 36 flavors of ice cream. At last I anxiously picked my favorite flavor. A perfect vanilla sensation with the right amount of caramel and fresh hot fudge right out of the vat. Then they all settled together in an elegant cone. There I looked at the masterpiece. I could hardly wait to put the masterpiece in my impatient mouth. As I held the beautiful ice cream it began to melt! I began eating without any thought to stop. UH-OH!