ADD ON STORY!!!! By: the sisters grimm   So once upon a time there were three girls sitting in a classroom. Now this classroom was no ordinary classroom… It had gross people in it. People that could just not stop talking! *cough cough Jake Wendt* WELL, this was bad because they happened to be in a yoga class and they were meditating, but the boy was non stop talking. So one day the girls ganged up on him and well let’s just say he is not able to tell the story any more… THERE WAS COUGHING AND SCREAMING!! HE screamed for his life because he is like a little girl! We laughed as we sewed his mouth shut (with much love). Then, as they were in computer class the next day, Jake happened to look over and see a certain story that they were writing about him. “Oh snap!” said girl numero 1! She looked back at him with sad puppy dog eyes and then taped his eyes shut. But then the next day they all woke up and laughed at their incredibly graphic dream… But  while at school later that day, they all realized that dream was coming true. They were going through an EXTREME case of De Ja Vu. It was horrible as they sewed him mouth shut (with much love) and taped his eyes closed (with more love). But yet this happening was so enjoyable since he WOULD NOT STOP WIPPING!!!  Then a Officer Vanilla came and she asked, “Hey, who has hurt this boy? They will go to jail!!!” They girls sweetly smiled and pointed at Charlie.  And then Mikelle AKA girl numero 1 laughed and then passed out and died because of her guilt. But she did not die all the way through… Girl numero 3 was laughing menically and walked away sadly as her friend girl numero 1 had died. But she felt no remorse for what she had done to that poor boy who needed to be taught how to wip. She planned how to get revenge and murder him! But without the knowledge of the amazing officer vanilla. As girl numero 3 (savannah) walked away (deviously plotting), girl numero 2 gasped as Mikelle moaned in her half death. She would only sleep for one hundred year until her one true enemy came and slapped her on the face! Kenzie decided to go do a survey to see who hated Mikelle the most so that she could get them to slap her on the face and bring her back to life!!!! And so JAKE volunteered because his arms were the only working things he had. Because he knew how to play baseball he put all his force into slapping Mikelle. But it didn’t work. He slapped her harder and harder but nothing worked. He panicked. This girl was dead because of his failure to be good at wipping. He began to slump down to his knees, he lowered his face closer to Mikelle’s, and brought his lips close to hers and pulled away and FREAKING HEADBUTTED HER! Her half dead body was brought back to life! Mikelle’s forehead was badly bruised, but her eyes fluttered open and she saw Jake standing there. “My arch hero!” She cried. Then she opened up her arms and she realized she was delusional, and slapped him is the face so hard the seams of his lips can undone and started to cry and ran away… And so started Jake’s now realization of how totally AWESOME those girls were. He began to love them, but one day went missing. Nobody knows where Jake Wendt went, that is of course except Savannah. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! You see, Jake fell in love with Savannah and they both ran away to Middle EarthJ.. And Sav and jake lived happily ever after with their marriage and 3 cats. Reply Forward Click here to Reply or Forward 0.39 GB (2%) of 15 GB used Manage Terms - Privacy Last account activity: 0 minutes ago Details

    It was a dark night. The palace was silent. Life was good for the king and queen other than the fact that they where terribly worried about their new daughter. Earlier in the year, the kingdom's queen was deathly sick. There was said to be a witch who lived in the woods that possessed an object of great power, it could heal anything. So, the king set out to find it. He brought his whole army with him. They searched high and low until they came across a cottage with a small garden. The searched the gardens. "This way!" One of the men said. The king followed. The cam to a large Rapunzel plant. Underneath was a small glass tube with the object in it. The object had no name but it light up like a part of the sun was kept in a jar. The king and his guards ran back to the castle. They poured the object into the queen's water. She drank it and was immediately healed. The king told the queen about finding it under a large Rapunzel plant, and from that moment, they decided to name their daughter Rapunzel. She would be a 'hidden" gift.
    Months past, the mail carrier ran up to the king and queen's bedroom. He handed them a letter. It said it was from the witch, Gothel.

-Mikelle Patterson

Here is some more of Snow's story. :)

As if reading her thoughts, Marien said, “So,  are you going to marry that young prince of yours one day?”

“What?” Snow asked.

“You know, that prince of yours, that you going running off into the forest with all the time. I see it from up here, you aren't very good at hiding it, but I think I'm the only one who knows,” Marien said happily, her old voice still sweet.

“Oh, no, you are mistaken. William is no prince. He's only a village boy, I could never marry him, I mean, princesses and peasants can't be together,” Snow said, realizing it for the first time. She had never thought about marriage before, however, she was just about old enough to marry. Most girls were married when they were about fifteen. Snow still felt like a child. Marien clucked her tongue, making atsk, tsk, tsk noise.

“I never said he was a prince. I know a village boy when I see one,” said Marien, “ I said he was your prince. I had my own prince once too, you know. He is waiting for me in heaven now, but he will have to wait a little longer.” Marien sighed with joy in memories and of grief.

“I- I don't understand,” Snow said.

“You will,” Marien sighed, “but remember, never let anything interfere with true love, not even you being a princess. Now, get on your night gown, it is far past your bedtime.”

-McKenzie Stewart

Hello, this is Mikelle! I would just like to say welcome to our blog, to all of our page viewers out there. I'm Mikelle. As you already know, I am a young writer. I love to write. Writing is my outlet in life. I know it sound like I spend my entire life writing, but I'm just like any other average teen. I like to sing, a lot, read, shop, eat, and just hang out with my friends. I like to watch TV shows like "Once upon a time" from abc. "Studio C" from BYU TV, and much more, I am the oldest out of 4 kids. Not to bad. I am one out of the three girls. I love being with my fellow writer friends, McKenzie, and Jordan! They are truly amazing!I like the outdoors a ton!!! I like to smile. I would love to get to know my viewers better. If you have any questions, I would love your feedback!!! You can email me at mikellepatt@gmail.com!!! Talk to you soon!!!

-Mikelle Patterson

Hey guys! I'm the third writer. I am currently working on a retelling of Cinderella which will act as a sequel for the book McKenzie and I wrote, but, as of now, isn't posted. Anyway, here's a sneak peek of Heart of Glass.

 He insisted I call him Papa, which I didn't mind doing at all. We lived together happily for a long time, but he always seemed a bit lonely. I figured it was probably because he missed his wife, who had been taken by Typhoid Fever many years before.
     One day, however, I came home from a walk to find Papa looking happier than he had in a long time. When I asked, he told me he was engaged to a lovely woman  who had two beautiful daughters. As soon as I heard this, I understood his happiness: the missing piece in his heart had finally been recovered .
     I was glad for papa, but I needed to know one thing before I could have my share of gladness. "Papa?" I asked. "Yes, love?" He responded. I I took a deep breath. "Will I still be your little girl?" He wrapped his arms around me. "Oh, Ella. Of course you will."

Enjoy! -Jordan

from a book that I'm writing on my own called, "I Don't Want To Loose You" 

December 16, 4014

It all started on April 23, 4012. This is my story, I am a survivor. I am the last one now. I don't know if there are others out there, or if they will one day find this, but I am writing this in hopes that someone will find this and use it as a tool. As a memory and lesson from the pain of the greatest war ever known in history. I don't know if I will make it through this winter, but if I do, I will search for someone, anyone else. I am Fawn Calik, this is what the Great War did to me.

-Mckenzie Stewart

This is a scene from snow white's story. 

Finally, the sun set and the king sang a song about the sun and the stars to Snow. He tucked her in and left the room quietly. After he was gone, and the candle lights in the hall were blown out, Snow opened her eyes. She tiptoed over to her huge window and opened the curtains. Moon light flooded onto the floor. She gazed out into the forest. The tops of the trees were painted in silver star light. Snow smiled and looked up into the sky. The stars glimmered and shone down on her. Snow shifted her gaze to the northern star. Suddenly a streak of light stretched across the night sky. Snow gasped in delight at the shooting star. She bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly. She wished for the one thing that she had never had. William had told her that he had one. Snow wanted a mother.

-McKenzie Stewart