Aires

By Donnie

Flaming Weapon
Sparks your deepest dark fears
The God of all fighting and war
Deadly

Pumpkin

By Connor

Big, Scary and orange.
making houses scary.
Pumpkins into jack-o-lanterns.
Scary!

Goblins

By Clément

Spooky Masks
Scary goblin party
No witches just goblins
Scary!

Halloween

By Duncan

Scary witches
Skeletons, Cats, Bats,
Ghosts, haunted houses, candy
Trick-or-Treat

Learning to Ride My Bike

By Reyna

When I learned to my ride a bike I was 7 years old. I learned in an empty parking lot near my house. The parking lot had faded paint on the pavement. There was a gazebo where my mom, dad, and my sister were sitting. I was really scared and excited at the same time. My dad was the one who helped me stay up so that I could balance on my bike before I could ride it on my own. He had taught me how to ride my bike a couple of years before, but I hadn’t been on it for a long time so I forgot how to ride it. I was doing okay until I fell. After I fell I wanted to give up. My dad told me that I had to keep trying or else I would never learn how to ride my bike. I kept riding my bike and I had a lot of fun. Whenever someone passed by and saw me, I would stop and get off my bike because I didn’t want anybody to see me if I fell. I was so happy when I got home. I kept riding until it was dark outside.  Ever since I learned, I have been riding my bike all the time. I like to ride after school. In the summer I bike to my friend’s house a lot. After my sister learned how to ride a bike we’ve went on a lot of rides together.  We go on 10 mile rides with our dad sometimes. Now, riding my bike is one of my favorite things to do.

Candy

By Caity

Candy
Trick-or-treating
Hot Tomalies, Skittles
So much fun on Halloween Night
So Fun!

How to Fail at Bike Riding

By Mac

 My neighbor was going home. She was riding her bike and she hit a car. Of course it was not moving. I went outside to see what happened. I saw her on the roof a car. I got on my bike, when I was half way down the hill. I turned to sharply to the right and fell off my bike and scraped my knee. It was as big as the bottom of a water bottle. I thought my bike went spinning to my neighbor’s house. Then another neighbor picked me up and took me to my dad and my dad put some stuff on it that burned.

 The next week we went to Delaware. I had to put something that burned twice a day for a month. It hurt to go swimming. I could not play in the sand with all of my cousins or dig a hole with my brother. I sat in the sand and I had to stay indoors most of the time. When we were inside I couldn’t play any running games or even go up the stairs in minute.  I had to keep a bandage on it all the time except when I was putting the medicine.

The week before school started I was able to take the bandage off. I was sad because I thought I would get out of school for a while.  I asked dad if he would make me go to school,w he said “yes.” The only thing different about me is I can take injuries.