That Carrot in the Farm
Normally all carrots’ days are the same. They are little babies for almost a week, then they become kids, then adults, and finally they are picked our of their roots and are given to animals and people to eat. But there is one carrot that everyone is talking about.
Its on the news, newspapers, radio, television, and in books and stories and rumors and legends. The list goes on. It is said that the carrot lives on the only farm in Carrotsburg.
That carrot on the farm can move, talk, bounce, hop, and everything that humans do, but what caused this? Lets say that no one knows, yet.
Scientists have talked about this unique carrot. The carrot tells the farmer stories about its adventures, but has never mentioned how the carrot was formed like this.
After a few weeks, The farmer had remembered that he was given one special seed. He thinks that the seed is what formed the such divine carrot. The scientists urged the carrot to come with them to the laboratory, but he refused every time he was asked. He knew what would happen if we went back with the scientists, and he didn’t like it.
That was when the scientists has enough of the carrot’s arguing. They decided that they had to capture it. The farmer didn’t agree, but instead was bribed with money. Only for the carrot to think that he was bribed. The farmland was sold to the scientists, which rose their chances of capturing the unique carrot.
And that very same day, when the carrot was sleeping, he heard footsteps. He arose from his afternoon nap, only to find the scientist running right towards him with nets and gadgets in their hands.
Then, he made a run for it. All the scientists with nets and gadgets to catch the superhuman, or in this case, supercarrot, started running after him.
The carrot ran into the woods and crept under a huckleberry bush. The scientists ran past him, into the deep, dark woods.
The carrot went back to the farmland, and suddenly, a net surrounded all 4 sides of him.
The carrot screamed and shouted and cried, and it worked.
The farmer came back, but to the carrot’s surprise, he shook the scientist’s hand; The carrot was shocked. His favorite person was an evil mad scientist in disguise. That means the scientists know all about the carrot, its weakness, strength, strategies, everything.
The carrot screamed and tried to get out, and facing close death, the carrot decided to bite his way out.
The carrot ran and ran and ran as fast as he could, and jumped into a nearby river, where the scientists thought was the carrot’s last breath. A moment later they made a huge discovery. The carrot could swim. The scientists sprinted back towards the farm.
The carrot jumped out of the river – really wet – and decided that it was the survival games now.
He made a campfire, and realized a great advantage. He didn’t have to eat, or use the bathroom, but he did need water and sunlight.
My Big Beyblade Dream
One sunny afternoon, me and my friend Ryker went to play outside. Soon we found light colored rocks.
“Cool,” I said, sort of stumbling back.
“Here you can keep it,” Ryker replied.
“Ok, thanks i guess,” I replied going back home.
Soon I returned home asking my mom to trade the (rare) rocks for Beyblades.
“Well,” said my mom “I do love rare rocks.”
“So.. ,” I said nervously.
“Well ok,” She replied.
“Lets go,” I said.
We traded both of the items.
Tick tock went the clock. I’ve been waiting for six days.
It finally came on Monday, Ding dong ding dong went the doorbell.
It came it came!” I shouted happily.
“Here you go” Said the mailman.
I was running to the couch to open the box. I opened the box in two rips. I was over the moon. I wanted to play with it, but it was time for bed!
“Aww c’mon” I Shouted jumping into bed.
But I couldn’t sleep.
In one blink of an eye I was in this big place indoors, my dad standing like a Beyblade champion and he was in front of a Beyblade stadium. There was a big screen that shows replays!
My big dream was coming true! Suddenly a crowd burst into cheers.
“You ready to play,” Roared my dad.
“Yeah,” I roared back.
The judge said 2 points and you win. We got our launchers ready. 3 2 1 let it rip.
My Beyblade spun in circles around the edges of the arena. My dad’s at the center, eying my Beyblade. My Beyblade went for the attack, and in hyper-speed, destroyed my dad Beyblade.
“I won I did it,” I ROARED with VICTORY!
I was awarded the elemental cup and my fans were cheering loudly!
POOF, what happened, why am I home?
“noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” I whined.
I ran downstairs and asked my mom “Mom where is my Beyblade trophy?
“What trophy?” my mom asked.
“Why is this happening?” I groaned SADLY.
Could things get any worse? Well, things must be tough in life for everybody, right?
Ding dong went the doorbell.
Sigh
Somewhere Over the Atlantic
If there was one place I would like to be at right now, it would probably be in the seven seas. However, it starts with me throwing rocks towards the never-ending ocean. I sea some ships and the blinding sun now setting, and slowly waiting for the moon to rise. You see, the moon is a great thing. It controls all of the waves of the oceans on our planet.
“Ye going to the ship or nay?” asked a grown man whose name is McSmith, He was one of my crew mates. Let me explain. Right now, I am waiting for the moon to rise, so I can begin the greatest adventure of my life. When the moon rises, the waves will become stronger and bigger, giving me a chance to take a long glimpse of how sea life works. I am obsessed with oceans and water and planets and basically everything. I could read a whole 500 page book about oceans and sea animals nonstop. So I gathered up a team of crew member for the ship that I own. We call ourselves the Oceaneers. It’s got a ring to it.
“I’ll be coming up ye ship in a few moments,” I tell McSmith with a weak grin.
“Don’t be afraid young man, the seven seas is a wonderful place where magical things happen. I’ve seen the Atlantic. One Dangerous place it is, but you’ll have fun once you the on ye boat. Now come on, we will be living without you if you don’t follow.”
I get up, clothes covered in sand and dust. I can’t help but think what would I do if something bad would happen, like the boat crashing into big rocks, like the titanic. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the hurry in my feet and my crew shouting at each other about their jobs.
“You need to hoist the sail,” said a dumpy old person with broken glasses.
“Then tell me how I should proceed.” said another young boy who looked about 13.
“Stop yapping and get to work you both,” I commanded them.
They went on with their jobs. I wen to the front of the ship, staring at the on-going ocean in front of our path to the dream.
In a few moments we are off towards the sea.
“First stop, the triangle,” I tell our crewmates. The Bermuda Triangle is a dangerous place. Many ships have gone missing there, as well as many people, and our mission impossibly simple mission is to go through it. Now you might be thinking ARE YOU MAD? YOU WILL DIE IF YOU GO THROUGH THE TRIANGLE! My crewmates said basically the same thing.
“ARE YOU MAD? WE WILL DIE IF WE GO THROUGH THE TRIANGLE,” one shouts in a high pitched squeal, like a girl scream. I have to admit, I was already nervous before we even got there, and I told my crewmates,” We have to pass it. If you are brave enough than stay on the ship, and if not, GET YOUR BUTTS OF THIS SHIP,” I tell them in a speech sort-of thing, sounding hopeful and suave, like a European.
At least three fourths of the un-brave get off. We had 58, and now we have 14. I sigh in disbelief.
“Men, this wont be easy. We have to pass the triangle. I know it sounds tough, but with trust we can do it. If everyone helps and sticks together, we can do it. The triangle is filled with dangerous whirlpools, big enough that it can swallow a ship like ours whole. There are animals, dangerous ones thy are, and who knows what else is on our back-breaking journey. We can do this,” I say in my toughest voice, which sounds like peter pan.
I was half expecting all of the others to get off the ship, but only about three people got off with uneasy looks on their faces, like they were having constipation. I sighed even harder, causing the other true Oceaneers who were about to get off stay back on the deck.
Soon, we sailed so far away that we couldn’t see land anywhere. I pulled out my map, and steered the finger splintering wooden wheel to the direction of the Bermuda Triangle, when I felt a sudden motion go through me body. A sick feeling, like you ate three day old vomit and than tried to puke it out again. Then I realized that I was seasick. We hadn’t even made it three miles from shore and I was already seasick.
“Jesus Christ, I feel like going back to shore,” gurgled another voice behind me. It was happy to know that I wasn’t alone in the sickness.
“This feels like I ate three day old vomit,” said another voice, in a painful sort of way. I even described it correctly, and now you know what we feel like.
We had to stop on a deserted island. It looked half deserted and half unwelcoming. I decided that it would be safer to go to another island, but we had no other choice. We lowered the anchor towards the sandy beach so that the ship wouldn’t go away without us.
We opened the deck’s plank, and started going down it, only to find the hairy unknown.
What we see shocks us. It was a small human with a lot of body hair.
“Hello, little person. Would you mind letting us stay for some time?” I asked.
“Cine vine pe insulă nu pleacă niciodată,” the hairy thing replies.
Now at first I thought he was welcoming us, but a Romanian translator said that it was a threat, and I fully believed him.
I pulled out my sword out of my sheath, and told everyone to get back on the ship. We hear a sort-of battle cry like EIIIYAHIAH and turned to survey the surroundings. Armed men with spears start rambling towards us, with confused looks on their face, and start attacking.
“They have hearts of stone!” I shouted. I realized that they were protecting their home, but they didn’t have to throw stone spears at our craniums. I go to the wheel and tell my crewmates to get their hands on deck, but when I was moving, the ship stopped. Had the wind stopped? No, the wind hadn’t stopped… It was the anchor!
Spears start soaring in the sky, most landing on the other side of the ship into the water, but some landed. I got hit on the arm. It was stone so it didn’t hurt much, but blood started rushing down my arm. Sure stone didn’t hut much, but it was sharper than steel. Blood started rushing down me, but I didn’t give up. I tell the crew to pull the anchor up, but some of the men on the island to a ride on it. Three men with swords, the same exact ones me and my crew had, attacked us on the homeland. If the swords are the same, that means that other people had been to this island of fierce monkey-cannibals, I thought.
THE RACE ACROSS ASIA
I was walking home thinking about enjoying a bubble bath in my bathtub with nice watermelon and lemon soap. It sounded like plan to me.
I am John Baj, and I have a decent job of publishing stories for the Daily Gazette, and it is the biggest new publishing country in the world!
As I was walking up on my front porch I saw a small really badly boxed package which I was about to trip on and break my nose. The package had a note. From Your best bud.
Ok I don’t know what this is, but I know I have only two best buds. One’s name is Bryan, and one is named Bob. I was expecting something from the my boss from my job, or a tax list from my landowner. I opened the package and there was a bike pedal. Now I was confused, and I decided to get into my bubble bath.
The next day I tripped on a different package, thinking about having some ice cream. I saw another note, and it said the exact same thing. I opened it and found handlebars and a mini screwdriver.
The next day, Bryan, a big buff guy who looked like he could lift 1000 pounds of weight, stepped right in front of me as I was crossing the street to my wonderful and cozy rented house.
“Hey John, I signed you up for a treat… A treat of fitness!” Bryan said with extreme enthusiasm. He was so big and strong, bumping into him made a big bruise on my nose. I hoped that he would say “Lets play in the park!” or “Lets walked around the neighborhood,” but he said something much worse.
“I signed you up for the race across Asia!”
“WHAT?! ARE YOU CRAZY?” I roared at him. My roar sounded like Peter Pan singing a lullaby.
“It’s ok Squeaky, I am hear to train you,” he replied, “Haven’t you seen how good I am a training people?”
The last time Bryan trained my, he almost broke every body part I had.
He went into my garage and started building a bike looking thing. It looked more like a pear with wheels than a bike. He said that we could go on a little stroll with the bikes. After the 100 mile stroll, I decided I had to meet my crew. You know, the people who help you during the race. They called themselves the Flaming Dragons.
The day finally came. I realized I was late, because Bryan called me 30 minutes ago and messaged me to come downstairs. I broke into a cold sweat. What if I let them down? What if I lose?
The cold sweat woke me up, and I was sitting on my bed. It was all a dream!!! I did my victory dance and moonwalked all the way down to the coffee maker, where Bryan stood waiting.
“Get ready, we need to be there in a few minutes.”
“Where?” I asked, concerned.
“The race.”
So it wasn’t a dream.
Rainbows Equals Happiness
This was a historic event. In Norway to the coast of the Atlantic was a farm. What was so special about that farm you ask? It had sheep. But not any ordinary sheep. You see in this farm a white sheep when fed would turn into the color of its food. For example, if the farmer gave blueberries to the sheep, it would turn blue. This exotic sheep had been unknown to people outside of Norway. It is caged and securely protected in case someone tries to hunt it or capture it. Norway’s fashion economy was dropping and that sheep would help them recover it. Norway easily became the world’s greatest wool-clothing country in the entire world. Norwegians told everyone of their clothing and started to brag. This was their biggest mistake. Everyone eyed Norway in suspicion.
England started stealing the fancy clothes by sending a spy by the name of Hocky Sunny. He was a short man wearing a baseball Yankees cap, Levi’s jeans, some nice boots, and an I LOVE NORWAY t-shirt. He was totally blending in with his surroundings. No one could tell that he was a spy. He sent the clothing back home in England. A few months later though, he was arrested for smuggling.
Though Sunny was arrested, England got a lot of evidence. Enough needed to make one of their own rainbow sheep, but when they used the formula, the sheep only dropped white wool.
Norway was honestly laughing at England. They knew that people would try to smuggle their stuff, so they made some extra precautions. They colored the white wool by themselves! England had no idea. They tried for months and years, but it was no use. They had failed. Norway’s economy was bursting faster than the population of Earth.
England wanted revenge, so instead of buying the actual clothing, they made the amazing idea of stealing the actual sheep. There was only one problem. Which sheep is it? There are more than one thousand sheep in Norway. England did not know the exact location of the rainbow sheep. they also did not know which color it was right now. The rainbow sheep could be purple, black, or plain old white.
England sent spies to each farm which included sheep in Norway. They waited for weeks until the commander of the spies got a message, which had the exact location of the sheep. Norway is smart though. Instead of doing nothing, they did something.
Norway secretly sent spies to the farm with the rainbow sheep. They found the British spies and captured them. They took one of the spy’s phones and sent a fake location, which leads to Russia. England found out about this news and knew that Norway was willing to do anything to protect the sheep.
England didn’t want war, because Norway had a lot of powering and experienced allies on their sides, so England took the safe route and hit the bench.
Next on the list was Germany. Germany liked the clothing but they didn’t care much about it. They said they were willing to give them 100 billion dollars for the sheep! Norway accepted the offer and gave them the sheep they wanted. People fed the sheep different colored sweets and fruits and vegetables, but the sheep stayed white. That sparked up Germany’s anger, as they soon realize that they have been scammed. There was nothing Germany could do about it though because the 100 billion dollars that they sent was the entire cost of Germany itself. Norway could just buy the German land and Germany could do nothing about it, so they stayed put.
The last country who was willing to get the sheep was Austria. Austria was a good friend of Norway and thought that they would be able to ‘borrow’ the sheep. Of course, what they mean by ‘borrow’ is steal. This meant that Austria was going to betray Norway.
Austria was a poor country and people seriously thought that Austria was never going to get the sheep. If a superpower like England couldn’t do it, then how could Austria? You see, there were many Austrians in Norway already, actually more than the number of Norwegians. If Austria somehow got all of their fellow Austrians to team up and ravage Norway, the sheep would be theirs.
3 months of working and calling and posting fake news later, the sheep was in their hands. Austria laughed at Norway, but Norway stayed surprisingly calm. Austria didn’t notice this calmness in Norway. The reason for the calmness was that this was all going according to plan. Austria thought they had won the war, but they had only won the battle. The Norwegian government had thought ahead of Austria.
A few days after the Austrian’s amazing victory, Norway decided to stay put. Norway was a secretive country, and they had reached the peak point of their plan. The rainbow sheep that Austria stole was an actual rainbow sheep, but it was only the offspring of the real sheep. The offspring only produced about an eighth of the wool its parents produce. In some time, Austria caught on to this, since Norway was still somehow prospering in the clothing community.
Austria had given up, like all of the other countries. Fortunately for everyone, Norway decided to trade their wool with everyone so that everyone could be happy. Norway made a good decision and made the world a happy and prosperous place.
Author’s Note: The events in this story have not actually happened.
Norway secretly sent spies to the farm with the sheep. They found the British spies and captured them. They took one of the spy’s phones and sent a fake location, which leads to Russia. England found out about this news and knew that Norway was willing to do anything to protect the sheep.
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