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Before I could do anything to stop it, the scream slipped from my mouth. "AHHHHHH!" I yelped as I stepped onto the roof. I started sliding around. The iReindeer opened its eyes to look at me. The one-use emergency cloaking machine on its back turned on and locked on me.   WHIRRRRR... Instinctively, I jumped up, grabbed the machine and tossed it into a toy sack. The sack suddenly disappeared with a loud SHWUNK! Down in the house, I heard sounds of "Who's there? What's that? Why won't anyone sleep on Christmas Eve?" I inched down the sooty chimney, sure that someone saw me. Sure enough, a small kid turned on the fireplace. I heard the rest of them spreading out. My feet were slipping through the soot, while the smoke was weakening and burning through my clothes. I tried to hold on, but my hands and feet were unable to find a grip on the sooty chimney walls. Suddenly, my boot soles slipped off and I dropped towards the fire. At the same time, my belt

           It was a bleary night. I trudged past barren trees and withering grass. I was trying to find my way through the desolate forest, as I had been trying to do the whole day. After what seemed like an eternity, I reached a mildewed hovel in a mossy grove.            Next to the hovel was a small stump. “Hello? Hello?” I asked. There was no answer. Afraid to enter the hovel in the dark, I rested on the stump until dawn came. I was growing restless, and wanted to explore the shack.            But when I tried to pull myself up, I couldn’t! “HELP!” I screamed. Pulling and pushing, I managed to scoot off the stump a bit. I kept pulling the whole day, but I just couldn’t pull my bottom off the stump. I was getting thirsty and hungry, too.            And then I had an idea… a brilliant idea! I started digging into the stump with the small pocketknife I kept with me all the time and I soon got to the inner bark. At least I could eat that for food and water. After years and years

           One of the biggest mistakes I have ever made is not thinking before I wrote.            My mistake happened on a school paper. I wanted to get over with the assignment, so I didn't think about how to write well. I finished very quickly, but my paper had many flagrant errors in it. I just told my parents that I finished my assignment, but in reality, I knew I didn't do a good job. I just pushed the thought out of my head for now and went to play.            My mistake was that I didn't put my best effort into my assignment. When I edited the paper, I would quickly run into trouble. The next day, I looked at the paper and wished I hadn't been so hasty yesterday. I now had to spend way more time editing the paper, time I could have used to do other things or finish my other homework. But I had to use it to rewrite the essay, using more time than the wasted time yesterday.            As you can see, my biggest mistake was hastening my work - "haste makes

          Everybody knows it isn't easy to control what you do when you first get your hands on money. And so my biggest mistake was when I didn't control myself and I spent money randomly on the iTunes Store.           I had connected my debit card to the App Store, so I could buy anything I wanted. But I abused this and started buying too many things. I bought a game one minute and bought another thing the next. I just kept buying things. In a few short days, I had spent more than $40. And I didn't even know about the overdrafts, which were $20 total. So I kept going until my mom and dad approached me and asked what I had been doing with my money. That was when I realized how much money I had spent.           This was a mistake because none of it would have happened if I had exercised self-control. I didn't even realize that I was spending so much money. When I looked at all the purchases on iTunes, I finally realized what had went wrong. I didn't calm down and

从前有一只叫啦啦牛的牛。她很喜欢唱歌。她有天在农场上举行了一个合唱会。但大家都觉得她唱得不好听。她老发出哞哞哞的声音，难听极了！大家都堵住了耳朵。但最后，啦啦还是唱得挺好听的。她练了很久，最后大家都喜欢听她唱歌了。

It was the biggest challenge she faced - winning the chess game. If she did, she would make it through the year with her winnings. If she didn't, she would starve. It was the same for me. The game was tense. She played as well as she could. She was a bit down at the start. The game went downwards from the opening, where she made a small positional blunder. It was going to be a great year. I had always wanted to earn some money so I could take chess lessons and eventually becoming the world champion. I frowned. There was nothing wrong with the opening I had played. And my opponent didn't do anything special, either. How could she have won? I ran through the game again in my head. At the fifty-second move, where I saw mate in five for her if I played a certain move. I didn't play that move, though. I had to go to the bathroom, so I excused myself. When I came back, my opponent was happily whistling. Something seemed to be wrong with the position. But I kept it to myself. Afte

He would have to try again another time. I sat in the control booth watching the security cameras. They projected an image of him sneaking through the store in the shadows. Suddenly, I pressed a button and one of the cameras grew a small red barrel. Seconds after it appeared, the barrel started smoking. He fell to the ground. Later, he was sent to jail with a twenty-five year sentence. I had caught the infamous criminal at last! Store owners all over the world gave me rewards, accompanied with hearty congratulations. Now they would not have to worry about the criminal. The next few days were uneventful. After a few weeks, though, I noticed that some products were disappearing fast. I investigated and found that 50%  of them were not paid for. How could this be? It was possible that there was another thief! He was probably hidden in the deluges of people who came every day. So today I paid particular attention to the shampoo, which had been disappearing rapidly. Many customers came t

           She opened the door and saw... AHHHH! A SPIDER WEB! EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY! TIME TO RUN AROUND THE HOUSE SCREAMING! This big painted hunk of meat has just stepped right into a spider web, my  spider web, and is running around the house now. After wiping herself off with a paper towel, she will probably go take five showers just to make sure the I am gone. And then she will sprint into the car and speed away from the house and to work.            Poor me. I have to endure all this torture on the face of this creature. She has gotten to the kitchen! Oh no! Here comes the paper towel! I dodge it and I land in her hair. It's so warm and comfy in there. She will never think to look there either. The perfect spot to hide.            And now she's headed for the bathroom, just as I predicted! At least the hair will help shield me from the water a bit. After a hurricane has pelted the woman, she puts her clothes back on in a frantic dash for the car. Little does she know that

Both Sports Give you energy to do things Energy so you can move around Arts Gives you creativity Creativity is important Conclusion           I believe arts, sports, and music are of equal importance because they all provide essential skills of life.           First of all, sports are important because they give you energy to do things. They grow your muscles so you can move around. Without muscles, you would essentially be a rusty old iron block. You need muscles so you can perform everyday tasks like raking the lawn. Sports also help burn off carbohydrates and fats. If you didn't exercise and do sports, you would not be a rusty old iron block, you would be a immobile bouncy ball. In addition to all the physical benefits, sports also help with emotional and spiritual aspects. They make you more stable emotionally. They also help with teamwork (if it's a team sport), and cooperation. Leadership, dedication, and credibility also come from sports, along with many other t

I realized he needed help, but I couldn't worry about that now. I had to get away from those soldiers immediately! I ran around, trying to dodge the thickets, artillery, brainwashing machines, and teleportees everywhere. As I ran away from the scouts, I knew it was too late. I heard the piercing scream behind me, but kept going, stifling my sobs. Before long, though, I was running out of energy. I was becoming slower and slower - until I crashed into it - the big fat belly with arms. It had me in a second. There was no escape from its bear hug. Bringing me with it, it tumbled into the sugary castle, where I was to be executed the next day. I despaired until I found I could eat through the castle walls! Working as hard as I could, I chewed and chewed, finally making it through the KitKat walls. I came out onto the Sour Punch Strings lawn. It was dotted with gumdrop flowers. I made my way through the battlefield, and to the other side.  There, I found some friendly robots and ve

          How could I have turned into a bear? I had just walked into the room, and suddenly I had become a bear! I explored the forested room for a while, and ate some berries. Everything was perfect - until I saw the hunters. They were dressed in black, with guns as large as their bodies. They came running in, and started charging at me with guns ablaze. The worst part was that I couldn't even see the exit anymore!           I was chased and chased through the endless room, up hills, down hills, into rivers, and onto trees. The hunters were getting tired, but I was, too. So I kept going, and I noticed that the climate was becoming colder and colder. The hunters stopped to put on jackets, and I took the chance to dive into a cave and escape their wrath.           Then I remembered the exit, and how much I wanted to be human again. I roamed and rambled for days in the jungle, climbing trees and mountains to get a better view, but I couldn't find an exit. Time and time again I

          I think laughter is or is not the best medicine based on the situation. Laughter can help with depression or emotional problems, but laughter doesn't help with sickness.           First of all, laughter helps with depression. It cheers people up, while medicine doesn't help that much, not only being ineffective, but also having nasty side effects. For example, in the book Mockingbird , there is a girl who suffers from depression. Her brother recently died, and she found no way to get over it - until she discovered laughter. It helped to alleviate her pain, where all the medicines she tried had failed.           On the other hand, medicine helps more with sickness. Laughter can't prevent sickness or fight it. But medicine actually fights the germs by creating antibodies, while laughter doesn't. Once, I had a fever and so I had to take medicine. My family tried making me laugh, but it was useless. This proves that the medicine was actually better here.    

          I think imagination is equally important as knowledge, so I disagree.           One reason for this is storywriting. If you have only imagination and ideas, you won't know how to organize them and write them. You might have a great idea for a story, but without knowledge, you won't be able to organize and write it into a story. On the other hand, if you only have knowledge, you won't be able to come up with an idea for a story. You might know how to organize the writing, but that's useless without an idea. So you need both imagination and knowledge for a story, proving that they are equally important, and that imagination is not more important.           Another reason for this is a war. If you don't have knowledge and only have imagination, you will think of great tactics but not be able to use them. On the other hand, if you only have knowledge but don't have imagination, you will know how to use tactics, but will not think of any. So both are of e

Exposition: Don't live on Earth Rising Action: Starts seeing green aliens Mountains start to look red Trees start to look blue Only person who sees these things Climax: Finds out lives on Mars Falling Action: Opens portal Conclusion: Everyone back on Earth           He leaned forward and said... "Did you know that we don't live on Earth?" I whipped my head around to see my teacher, Mr. Emerson, teaching class as usual. How could that be possible? Maybe it had just been my imagination.           It was a normal ride home on the rocket car, and I did my homework. After that, I ate the normal Monday dinner that was delivered to our doorstep - hot dogs with ketchup and mustard, and went to sleep. The next day I had the standard Tuesday breakfast, and hopped into the rocket car again.           This time, something was wrong. I saw something weird in the blur around me. It seemed like one of those colors that we learned about in school! But this was different. There