Jen was precious. Most people, even acquaintances, thought of her very highly in their lives. She came into a room, and at that very moment, someone would notice her. Not for her looks, (although she was very beautiful) but mainly the way she just was, as a person. Jen would talk to people and actually cared about what they had to say. She was so kind and so not harsh that people would fall in love with her. Not in LOVE, love, but in love, as friends. One day, Jen was in a deep conversation with a young man, about nineteen years old, the same age as Jen. Thom, who was the young man talking to Jen, had known Jen for quite a while now and had weekly conversations about this and that. He had already fallen in love with her, but only as friends. Jen had fallen in love with Thom as well, but just as friends. They were talking about Autumn. How amazing everything about Autumn was. The leaves, how they were so unique in color. The smell of Autumn, that was Jen's favorite thing about it. The overall atmosphere of Autumn intrigued them both.

"Have you ever seen a unicorn?" Asked Jen. "No," replied Thom. "I hear that you have a better chance of seeing one in Autumn!" Thom went on to his house a few minutes later. He had never even thought about unicorns really. He got curious. Jen was excited. She loves to think about lovely things. Her dream was to see a unicorn. "If Thom only knew," Jen sighed.

Over the next few weeks, Jen and Thom walked together through colorful trees and calm breezes. They had never experienced this kind of fulfillment in a relationship before. Thom led Jen through a wooded area, one of the most beautiful they had ever seen. They came to pass a sparkling pond. Jen felt a warmth inside her she had never felt before. Thom felt a warmth inside him he had never felt before. They walked onto the bank of the pond together. The flowers were almost as tall as them, their petal's were thick and rich in color. Thom picked of the flowers and handed it to Jen. Jen blushed. "Thom," Jen said excitedly, "look!" Jen was starring at a unicorn. Thom glanced and saw the beautiful creature. He then looked towards Jen, Jen towards him. They felt something real in that moment. They were in love. They were LOVE, love. They loved each other more than friends.

The Swingset:

     On a sunny day in September of 1994, it was sunny. Don had been playing on the swingset for quite a while now and we wanted to join her. When we got the the swingset, she was swinging. She asked us not to come close and to give us her personal space. We did what she said and headed back home. That night we all went to our rooms and slept until morning came. We woke up and went to school.

 Grefkin:

     One day there was a viking. The vikings name was Grefkin. Grefkin was playing out in the snow one day when he saw a bright light. He followed the light until night when he realized he was lost. He didn't have a compass and was terrible and directions and finding anything anywhere. He knew he would never find his home again so he started to cry. He cried until it was morning again. When he stopped crying, he started following the bright light again. It appeared even brighter than before. As he got closer he was frightened. He had never been scared before, but for some reason, he was terrified. He got very close to the light and as he got to the source of the light eveyrthing went dark and hecouldn't see anything. As he began to get his vision back, Grefkin realized that he had fallen over. He started to get up and he couldn't. Grefkin was a strong man and he was very confused why he couldn't get up. He tried and tried and then he realized blood on the ground next to him. His arm had landed on a spike made just to hurt arms. Grefkin looked around and saw a wonderful, lush valley. The valley had Grefkin shocked. He got enough courage to pull his arm off of the spike, it hurt him very badly when he did it. He screamed so loud that something started to shake the ground. Little dots started to pop up from the ground and headed for Grefkin. He wasn't frightened. The little dots went onto him and on his arm. They covered the whole arm and then they dissapeared. Grefkin's arm was healed. Grefkin fainted. The next morning Grefkin woke up and his arm was in the same spike as the day before. He pulled it out and it hurt just as bad and he screamed just as loud. Sure enough, the dots came back out and healed his arm. This time he didn't faint. He was amazed at how the dots could here him. He tried to find them because he was very lonely. Grefkin dug in the ground and searched and dug some more. He got so mad becuase he couldn't find the little dots. He yelled in anger. The dots came out of the ground towards Grefkin. He was very happy. The dots swarmed his whole body this time. The dots dissapeared, and Grefkin was gone.

Dayla and Jijjle  

     Dayla was obsessed with cotton. She would talk about it non-stop to her friends. Here bed was a giant cotton ball and she loved it. People would tell her she looked very fluffy and she would thank them for being cotton lovers even though they might not have been. One day she was walking on a sidewalk in the park and she saw a cotton ball tumbling around in the grass. The cotton ball was going around in circles and as she got closer to it, it began to move faster and faster in circles. She was frightened by it. Although she was in love with cotton, she was very scared of it for some reason and ran home. She lived by herself except for her pet wombat, Jijjle. Jijjle liked to eat cotton. Dayla barely loved Jijjle because he ate cotton, her favorite thing. She couldn't abandon him though because she still had some love for him. The day after her walk in the park, she decided to walk Jijjle on the sidewalk she always walked on in the park. The same cotton ball that was spinning in circles the last time was there again. Spinning faster as she got closer and closer. Jijjle got very excited and was hungry because Dayla forgot to feed him that day. He leaped for the cotton ball and missed and fell through a portal in the middle of the circle it was making. Dayla screamed and ran home.

To be continued...

The Man Who Had a Job

    Fourteen years ago there was a man by the name of Greg. He was a little bit lonely, and a little bit sad. Every day he would wake up to the smell of coffee which his dog would make for him every morning. Greg would drink some coffee while reading the newspaper. He would then go to work. Greg worked at an advertisement agency. He hated his job. One day he decided to quit. He got all of his stuff from his office and went home. He sat on his chair for 3 days. His dog still made coffee every morning and by the 3rd day Greg was sitting on his chair, the coffee was all over his kitchen. It burned through the tile because his coffee pot was on the whole time, which was very hot. Greg finally got up and he then went to Lowe's and got new tile. He fixed the tile and went on with his life.