Henry yanked the teacup out of the box and gazed at the enscription. A pain split through his head. The door exploded. The witch flew through the door frame on her broom! “Mikey Wasowsky, go to your room, now!” She yelled. “Ok, fine! I will go,” he grunted. “Though what will I do?” He asked.
Once upon a time, there was an ogre named Shrek Wasowsky. He lived in a mountain and he would throw rocks at everybody in the town at the bottom. One day, somebody came up to him with a cloak. He tried to throw a rockat him but he missed. Just when he was about to
Deep in the forest of Boraxia, lived an elf named Dalgona. Dalgona loved gardening and building boats. The other elves thought gardening was boring and boat building was too hard so they never helped Dalgona. Dalgona felt lonely a lot. He wanted friends and help with his garden and boats. “Silly Billy, won’t cha help
Warty was feeling sad. He wanted to play in the mud but the hogs were hogging it. And Warty didn’t want to get beat up by them, so he went to play in the boring old river. Maybe he’d be able to catch a fish? While he was pondering this question, a fish jumped out
Once upon a time, there lived a magic frog who wore a crown of gold covered with rubies and diamonds. She lived in a swamp filled with otters who wanted to have her crown for themselves. It was believed that this crown had magical powers. Whoever wore it could say a magic word and go