Progressive Story 26
Your class will be writing ONE group paragraph(s) for the story (not each student). The first class will write the intro paragraph(s). Then the next class will read the paragraph(s) and decide how they want to continue the story. This will continue until the last class on the list writes the ending and gives the story a title. Your paragraph(s) will be typed onto this Wiki page. You will also need to send (email as .jpg) the 3 pictures to me. The pictures should illustrate events in the section that your class wrote.

Please visit the Instructions Page for more information.

If you would like to share any contact information please feel free to add it to the chart. This way your classes have a chance to actually "meet" some of the students that collaborate on their story.

Please feel free to make corrections to your name/school/location or add the names of teachers if you are working with someone on this project.

Teacher
Grade
Contact info
School
Location
Due Date
Check when Finished
Eden Grassi
3
egrassi@umasd.org
Roberts Elementary
Wayne, PA
October 23
X
Amber Hart
(Class 2)
3
klgentry@access.k12.wv.us
Sophia-Soak Creek
Sophia, WV USA
November 6
Yes
Mrs. Lewis
3
clewis@readington.k12.nj.us
Three Bridges School
Three Bridges, NJ, USA
November 20
YES
Title (given by the last class to write):
The Never Ending Halloween

On a dreary, damp, and moonlit Halloween evening, two kids went out to play before it was time to trick-or-treat.

“Hey Bob,” I shouted as I passed him the basketball. “Hay is for horses,” Bob replied with a smirk.
“Between Snickers Bars and M&Ms, which is your favorite?” I questioned as I scored on the net.

“Well, actually, I can’t eat chocolate because of my allergies, so I would say neither,” Bob replied. “I’m hoping for Smarties and Gummi Worms,” he continued. “If I even come in airborne contact with chocolate, I develop hives as red as Mars and I itch like crazy for days!”


“Kids, it’s just about time for trick-or-treating!” Bob’s mom yelled from the kitchen window.

We made one last shot and ran like lightning to get into our costumes. Bob was disguised as a turtle with a homemade shell made from the top of a trashcan and I was dressed as a Western Harvester Ant complete with pipe cleaner antennae. (Bob says I only wanted to be an ant for Halloween because ants are known to be the smartest species of insects and he says I’m a “know-it-all.” Did you know that ants have 250,000 brain cells and three jointed extremely strong legs? And when an ant eats his food, it goes to one of two stomachs? They have a stomach for storing their own food and then another for storing food for other ants in their colony. And did you know the name Harvester Ant comes from the ants' habit of cutting little pieces of grass and that they became famous in 2003 for being the first ants to travel into space?! Well, I guess I just proved Bob’s point.)

We proceeded to the first and most infamous house of the evening: 2417 Rooney Rd. This house was known as THE house that gave out king-size bars of candy and $1.00 to each kid!

KNOCK-KNOCK-DING-DONG-DING!
We waited impatiently for the door to open and for our first batch of sugar to fill our bags.
KNOCK-KNOCK-DING-DONG-DING!
But there was no answer.
“C’mon, let’s get out of here. Obviously nobody is home. Besides, this house looks spooky, anyway,” Bob whimpered.
And as soon as we turned to walk away, the door slowly creaked open. We took two microscopic steps forward towards the opening of the door and…

as we slowly tiptoe inside the scary house, the door slams and locks behind us. We screamed so loudly the window shattered all over the squeaking, wooden floor. The crunchy sound of foot steps on the broken glass scared us even more. "Did you hear that?", whispered Bob. I screamed, "Let's get out of here!" We began to search for another quick way to escape this evil house.

Bob ran up the stairs like he was strapped to a rocket! When he got upstairs, he went from being a rocket to a slug! But this time, he was really a slug! I could not believe my eyes. I picked up Bob and tried to run with him down the stairs but I tripped. Bob fell to the ground and cracked his shell in two. All of a sudden, the house went dark. I could not find my little friend. Bob went crazy! He sprinted with his new slug legs to the cracked window and tried to get out. But remember, he was a slug, so how was he going to get out? Just then we heard a moan. Looking up, I saw the tallest, greenest thing I had ever seen. I ran through the boarded up wall like a comic book character. It was Frankenstein! The scared little slug did not know what to do. So, like a turtle, Bob went into his shell and there he stayed until next Halloween night.