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Adventures on Mars-Part 6

Posted by sparkkitten on July 25, 2009 in Stories |

I tried to scream, but I couldn’t find my voice. It wouldn’t do any good anyway, since I had no friends on Mars, now. All of a sudden, my eyelids drooped. I couldn’t keep them open. Finally I gave in, and let myself drift into sleep. I must have slept for a long time, because […]

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Adventures On Mars-Part 5

Posted by sparkkitten on May 2, 2009 in Stories |

Her face was completely red, but that wasn’t the part that scared me, her eye lids were rolled up and she never blinked. Her veins showed through her skin. I could see her teeth, yellow, long and pointy. I struggled to get free. Finally I did and I started running toward a huge crator. I […]

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Adventures On Mars-Part 4

Posted by sparkkitten on April 18, 2009 in Stories |

“No!” I cried, “No! Snap out of it, Julie! What are you doing?! Ahh!” I started to run away, but Julie had longer and faster legs than me and she soon caught up and I knew I was doomed. Julie took me by the arms and pulled me toward a huge crator. Strangly, I wasn’t […]

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Adventures On Mars-Part 3

Posted by sparkkitten on April 14, 2009 in Stories |

“Oh!” I cried, “What on Earth, I mean Mars, happened to your arm?!” “What are you talking about?” she asked roboticly. “Look at your arm!” I screamed. Julie turned around so that she looked right into my eyes. Her face was red now too. “Tabitha, what do you mean?” she asked me. She didn’t even […]

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Adventures On Mars-Part 2

Posted by sparkkitten on April 13, 2009 in Stories |

We gasped. “Where are we?” I asked. “I don’t know.” Julie replied, staring at the vast, red land. “Noting that there are craters and that the ground is red, I think we’re on Mars!” She said. I was stunned. Julie has always had a very small imaginitive mind, so to think of her imagining we […]

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Adventures On Mars-Part 1

Posted by sparkkitten on April 13, 2009 in Stories |

“Hurry, up Tabitha! We’re going to be late for school!” I heard my 14-year-old sister, Julie’s voice calling me. “It’s only 7:54. Why do we have to get up?” I asked, half asleep. “Because,” she replied with attitude, “it’s Saturday! Tricked you! Ha ha ha! How could you fall for that again?” Julie fell on […]

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