"The Attack of the Alien"
by
Lauren


rrrrring goes the bell.
"It's time to go home," said Mrs. Bardman.

Stomp, stomp, stomp go the noisy children making their way onto the bus.
Bizzzz goes the stopping of the bus. The bus driver says,

"Ok, now. You are too noisy! I will have to assign your seats. Fourth, fifth, and third grade in the front seats. Kindergarten, first and second in the back. If you are still noisy, you are getting a discipline slip."

That's not all! You won't believe what happened when I got off the bus.
As soon as the bus vanished around the corner, aliens came. It seemed that I did something wrong because they must have snuck in the girls' bathroom and saw me flushing the class guinea pig down the toilet because I dislike animals. It seemed like they wanted to get me or something. I ran as fast as a car. Stomp, stomp, stomp went my feet introducing themselves to the ground.

Splat, splat, splat went the slimy feet of the alien running on the ground as if they slammed your face down the ground. Bam went the door. I came rushing in. Pant, pant, pant was the sound of my wasted breath.

"I am safe," I said to myself.

"Not for long," said the creepy voice of the beady-eyed alien. "I am going to get your whole family."

"Not if I can help it!"

"Ahhh!" screamed the alien.

"How about if we just be friends?"

Then everyone knew I had a pet alien.

Jen said, "I thought you hated animals."

I said, "I know. That's why I flushed the guinea pig down the toilet."

"You what?"

"Oh, never mind."

You need to know that the author of this piece loves animals and would never do such a thing as written in this piece!

  

The End


Story by: Lauren, age 10, USA

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