As a reminder, here are the stories:
JB looked up from his newspaper. A murder had just occurred, killing a teenage boy. JB was shocked that something like that would ever happen. Although saddened, he walked to work, article writer at the JNT. Left, right, then right again. He got to work, and took out his key. Then he heard something. Looking around rapidly, he saw a masked man walk away. It was the murderer! Not knowing what else to do, JB went and punched the murderer, who got knocked out cold. JB was later given a medal for his bravery and for helping capture the evildoer.
The mysterious figure stood on the edge of the dock, looking out of the lake with the cold and foggy area, as the darkness clouded the night. As he stood, he heard a voice. It said loud and clearly "Are you seriously the person who I am supposed to contact?". The figure smiled. It was his spy. He turned, but his smiled disappeared. There, stood a villain with all of his minions behind him. He said "I would tell you all my plans then put you in a death trap... but...." Then he took out a gun and shot him.
Many people had tried swimming way before I did, and I’ve held it off too long. That’s why I was here now, at age sixteen, at the edge of the pool.
“Swimming feels really nice, just do one lap!”
“Can she even hold her breath long enough?”
“We’re old enough to hold our breath for 10 seconds.”
Taking a deep breath, I eased myself into the water and as my friends taught me, I slowly pushed off the wall, and let the water run over me. My arm sliced the pool water and after one lap, it did feel good.
Victini looked at her sugar cubes. I wish they were hot at least she thought to herself. Then she had an idea. She put the sugar cubes on a fire resist mat and then blew. A wave of fire washed over the bowl of sugar cubes gently. Perfect! she thought to herself. She ran into her kitchen and brought some lemonade. “This will be the best lunch ever!” Victini exclaimed as she looked at the lemonade and sugar cubes. She took 3 sugar cubes and felt overjoyed! She had just created the best snack in the universe, fire sugar cubes!
The wurm (a gigantic serpent relative) slid his way through the series of underground tunnels. He knew he was in trouble. But he had not been able to do it. He was not like the other wurms. He told himself not to slither faster, he knew that would arise panic. But he heard a loud and ferocious roar.
The Wurmking was bashing his way down the tunnels, ignoring the younger’s pleas for mercy.
“Please, sir! I couldn’t kill those humans!”
“Enough!” The Wurmking reared up, ready to attack.
But the wurm found a small tunnel and slithered backwards through it.
Once, there was a girl. A pretty, yetpoor girl. The girl loved toast. Her toaster always burnt her toast,however... But she scraped off the burnt bits and fed them to herdog.One day, she went and bought a fancytoaster with her small bi-monthly grocery budget. She loved her newtoaster, never burning her bread.
A few days later, her toaster wentmissing, with a note to go to the park. The girl obeyed, and thethief revealed himself as the dog, wanting his burnt bits of toastagain! Then the dog got hit by a car.
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