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Story Number 23
New Cumberland, PA, USA
Ann McDonald (Group 2)
M.C. Lively Elementary
Irving, TX, USA
Malletts Bay School
Colchester, Vermont, US
Mary Taylor Elston
Ira B. Jones Elementary
Asheville, NC, USA
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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. Illustrations can be drawn and photographed or created using a computer program such as Kidpix.
Start your story here:
Ivy and Penelope's Epic Battle
My name is Ivy Worms Cowface and I hate my life. The only things I enjoy are my friend Gwen Mackeys, my pets Flirty (two faced cat), Corset (combination of horse and cat), and Spideret (combination of rabbit and spider) and the fact that I'm a witch. Everyone knows, but I charmed them enough not to hurt me. I'm homeschooled by Gwen's parents, because I'm an orphan and Gwen's parents don't have enough money to send us both to school. Gwen sometimes makes fun of me, it's really annoying! The mean girl on our street is Penelope Shocktips.
One morning Ivy woke up feeling very angry. Penelope had said something mean to her the day before. Also one of her spells had gone horribly wrong. When she tried to magically lock her door, the bookcase had fallen onto the floor instead. It had squashed Corset. When she tried to fix him with her magical powers she accidentally turned him into a noisy purple frog who had croaked all night. She hadn't had any sleep.
Ivy knew that today she had three jobs to do. The first one was to bring Corset back as his old self. Secondly she had to clean up the bookcase mess. The last, but most important thing, was that she had to deal with Penelope. Penelope was making her life a misery.
As I sat on my bed, thinking of how to change Corset back, I decided the bookcase would be a much easier problem to fix. I was a little scared to use magic after last night, so I looked for Gwen to help me. I was embarrassed to admit that my magic had gone wrong, but I knew I couldn’t fix things myself. Gwen helped me lift the bookcase back into place. We picked up all of the books and trinkets and put them back on the bookcase where they belonged. Now it was time to tackle the problem with Corset. With Gwen by my side, I decided to give my magic another try. “Abracadbra patas de cabra,” I shouted pointing my wand at Corset. Suddenly Corset grew horns on his purple frog body and started growing out of control. “Help, Gwen!” I yelled. Gwen was able to stop Corset from growing. I stared at my wand wondering what was going on. I looked closely at the bottom and saw the initials P.S. This wasn’t my wand!!! “You will pay for this, Penelope Shocktips,” I growled.
I paced the floor of my room, back and forth, all night trying to decide how I could get my wand back and return Corset to his regular self. First I thought I might turn Penelope into a pink pumpkin or a purple goose, but I was worried the wand would backfire on me. So I paced some more. As I was trying to devise my plan, Gwen came in eating a bag of chips. "I know! I could break into her room and steal my wand back." I suggested.
"That's a good idea, but how are we going to get in?" Gwen asked. Penelope had a three- headed guard dog.
"I know how to get past the dog . . . " We packed Flirty and Penelope's wand into my bag and flew off on my broom.
First, I had to get rid Fred, the three-headed dog! I whispered into Flirty's ear and she was off. Gwen and I hovered over Penelope's house as Flirty approached the porch running from tree to tree. When she was within sight of Fred, she hissed with one face and then the other and dropped to the ground . . . .dead as a doornail. Fred started to drool and charged toward Flirty. Flirty jumped up startling Fred, stuck out her two tongues and ran like crazy! She ran this way and that way. Fred couldn't figure out which head to follow her with and became dizzy with exhaustion. They ran off into the sunset zigzagging out of sight.
We zoomed to the ground and hid the broom behind the hedges. We tiptoed into Penelope's room and searched high and low for my wand, but we couldn't find it anywhere.
"Maybe we could use the wand to find it?" Gwen suggested.
"But it always backfires when I try to use it."
"Try thinking about the opposite of what you want when you say the spell and see if it works."
"Okay, I'll try, " I agreed nervously.
I took a deep breath, pointed at a pile of dirty clothes on the floor and thought, "Scatter the clothes," and recited the spell, "
Abracadbra patas de scabra," and in an instant the clothes were folded neatly on the bed.
"It worked!!!!" Gwen yelled just as Penelope opened her bedroom door ...
She looked around everywhere. But, she couldn’t find us. I started giggling. It was funny that she couldn’t see where we were. As she walked, we moved. Suddenly, I tripped on a pile of debris and went flying into the middle of the room. "I've been expecting you." Penelope sneered. "I won't leave until you give me my wand," I said forcefully. "Tough luck!" Penelope said. "Get it yourself." Fine then," I replied. "I will!" Penelope pulled out her wand and the epic battle began. "Relo Buro!" I cried. Instead of water, fire flew from my wand. "Coco vero!" Penelope yelled. My column of fire shot back at me. I dodged the fire. The fire shot by and burned Penelope's wall to ashes. Penelope and I battled for a while longer. In the midst of the battle I somehow shot a spell at Corset that turned him back into his normal self. Suddenly, I had an idea. If I turned Penelope into a pink pumpkin I could get my wand. Apparently, Penelope had the same idea and "poof" we were both pink pumpkins.
Epilogue: Later that day Gwen started wondering what had happened to Ivy. She rode Corset back to Penelope's house to check things out. Penelope`s mother was wondering the same thing about her daughter. She had heard crashes and bangs earlier in the day. When she walked into Penelope`s room she saw two pink pumpkins laying on the floor. She said, "These pumpkins would be wonderful Jack-o-Lanterns for Halloween. " Gwen walked up to the house and Penelope's mom saw her and asked, "Would you like one of these pumpkins?" "Yes," Gwen answered. Penelope's mother waved unknowingly as Gwen walked away with her daughter.
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