800 feet tall American Girl Doll / A talking picture

By Abbey A., 2nd Grade, South Loop School

Setting: A shoe the size of a house
Characters: 800 feet tall American Girl Doll / A talking picture

Narrator: Once upon a time there was a talking picture. 1 day he was going to ask a 800 feet tall American Girl Doll a question. So she did.
Talk.: How tall are you?
Ame.: (Nothing)
Talk.: What? I didn’t hear you.
Ame: (Nothing)
Talk.: I asked you a question!
Ame.: (Nothing)
Talk.: ANSWER ME!
Amer.: (Nothing)

A Toothless Beaver and a Broom

By Abigail H., Cleveland School

Setting: In a castle

A toothless beaver: aahhh you look all ugly with your blue hair.
A broom: You look like a dog.
A toothless beaver: oh yea wate be careful of that stick oh my god your hair is stuck
A broom: someone need to help me because I’m dead.

Aliens From Schaumberg

By Claudio, Loyola Park After School Program

In the year 208XX the world Ersh have been almost positive of aliens being real. People were doing that.
The aliens were planning something.

Aliens: We’re prepared for The Projects.
Alien Jon: He Bob, Joits Junying Fain. (alien words)
Alien Bob: The scientists made me into a giraffe.
Alien Jon: Want some Jub Jud (alien food), ya’ll?

Battery/Wax Ear

By Dominic M., 8th Grade, Henry Suder School

Battery: I stick
Wax: What I can not hear you
Battery: can you help
Wax: any way I’m not a ear doctor
Battery: what did you say
Wax: I not a doctor

Battle For The Light

Track #14 on "Monkeys Come Alive"

By Simon W., 3rd Grade, Haines School

Characters: Black Elf/ Master of Darkness/ Magician of Light/ Master of the Sword of Light
Setting: Island of Darkness/ Island of Light/ Final Destination

Master of the Sword of Light (MOTSOL): Let's head for the Island of Darkness.
Magician of Light (MOL): Be careful though.
MOTSOL: I will and you should help me.
MOL: I'll come with you.
Master of Darkness (MOD): MOL and MOTSOL are fools.
Black Elf (BE): They will die!
MOD: They will once they come.
BE: They can't stand up to our army of darkness!
MOTSOL: I sense darkness! Be careful!
MOL: I will MOTSOL. Spirits come to gather light! Yes spirits come!
MOTSOL: SLASH OF SPIRITS!
MOL: Yes, now it's an army of light!
BE/MOD: NO!
BE: Head for the island of light!
MOTSOL: SLASH OF LIGHT!
MOD/BE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
MOD/BE: Yes, Island of light.
MOD/BE: Yes, Island of light is destroy!
MOTSOL/MOL: NOOOOOOO!
MOD/BE: Yesssssssss!
MOD/BE: Muhahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!
MOTSOL/MOL: Head for the Final Destination!
MOD/BE: Follow them!!!
MOTSOL: SPIRIT SLASH!!!!!!!!
MOTSOL: Yesssss!!! DIE!!!!!!!
MOD/BE: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
MOD/BE: THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!!
The End