In May, one of the blog topics asked you to tell a story, but to start it with a certain idea. This time, instead of starting you off with that, I'll give you a few things I'd like you to weave into your story. You can write a few sentences or a few paragraphs. It's up to you!
Here are the components that should be included in your writing: computer, email, Kendra's car, and a lottery ticket.
As you write, pay attention to your sentences. Are they complete? Are you avoiding run-ons? Look at your spelling, sentence structure, and organization. Try to do all of it correctly, as if you were submitting this story for inclusion in a book or magazine!
Have fun and be creative!
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I have a lot of things to finish by the end of the day. I promised Kendra she could come over if I finished everything on time. I have to get my computer fixed and get lotter tickets before I head on over to her house. I took my computer to Best Buy and found out that they could fix it. The worker told me it would take a hour to fix it. I told him I would be back in about an hour to pick it up. I than got a call from Kendra's boyfriend, he said "Kendra's car is not running correctly, we may need to put new brakes in." I told him, "Ok, thank you for letting me know, I can pick her up if she'd like?" He replied, "She would like that, thank you." When we hung up I drove to the store to pick up lottery tickets. An hour went by and I went back to Best Buy get my computer. I took my computer home and hooked it up. I was finally able to check if I recieved an email about a job I applied for. I did get the email I was waiting for and I had finished everything I was supposed to do. I picked up Kendra and we went to my house. We watched tv to see if we won the lottery.
Jolene H.
Kendra was driving her friend Mary-Jane to the mall. One the way there they stopped at a Mobile on the Run to pick up some lottery tickets. The two friends did this every Friday afternoon on the way home from work. The friends took their tickets and put them in their handbags. Kendra dropped her friend off at the mall and started to drive home.
On the way home Kendra's car broke down. Kendra was very upset because, she could not afford the expense of repairing her car. Last week her computer crashed and she had to pay for it to be fixed. Kendra had no choice but to call a tow truck to take her car to the garage.
Kendra went home with a heavy heart. She needed her car to get to work in order to pay her bills. She emailed her sister who lived in California to unburden herself. She asked her sister to loan her some of the money to get her car fixed. Her sister agreed to help her. Kendra said a prayer that night asking her guardian angel to help her. Saturday night as she sat in front of her television, the lottery numbers came on the screen. To her abosolute amazement, the numbers she saw were the exact ones on her ticket. Kendra ran, jumped and screamed with joy. She thanked her guardian angel for the gift and ran to the telephone to call her sister and her friend Mary-Jane.
I woke up this morning and as usual, I made my coffee and sat down to my computer desk to check my email.
As I read the email, I couldn't belive the headlines flashing at the top of the screen! The world seems to be going down hill, and fast. All of this makes me want to run away.
Normally, I don't have a car, but my neighbor Kendra said, if I'd watch her cats for her, I could use her car while she was away on a buisness trip.
The thought of driving down to Key West in a convertable was really beckoning to me. I decided, I'm going to hit the road! On my way to get on 95, I stopped to fill the gas tank in Kendra's car and decided I'd buy some lottery tickets. If I won, I could end world hunger or pay for ten customers to put gas in their cars, and all would be right with the world again. Then, when I got to Key West, I realized, I may end world hunger or fill up ten people's gas tanks, but Kendra's cats are going to be hungry!
Rebekah W.
;-) Hoping you see the humor here, I am not really that clueless!
This morning I received a very odd email. It was from my sister, it read:
Hey girl,
My friends and I had an interesting time yesterday. We had gone out after work, to dinner and the movies, after which we decided to split up and go shopping as we were at the mall. We agreed to meet up at Kendra's car, before going home. As I was walking towards the car I spotted a lottery ticket lying in my path, I pick it up and met with the girls, after which Kendra and I headed home. As soon as we got there Kendra turned on the TV and as fate would have it, we were just in time to hear the winning lotto numbers. Get this sis, I won 20'mil. Can you believe it! I'm so going to buy you that computer you've been talking about...and a blood-red Corvette.
Love
Val
P.S. Just kidding. XD
Hi! My name is Kendra and I am 15 years old. I have been looking for a job close to home. There aren't too many places that will hire a 15 year old. The Publix is only about a mile and Dad said I could ride my bike but only if they schedule me for day shift. I don't have the job yet and I'd really like to work at Cold Stone Creamery. That's too far from home to ride my bike. I'd have to figure out a way to get there. The great thing, though, is that I can fill out an application online
on the computer at the library. It isn't too hard to figure out but I will need to get a ride if I get an interview.
You know, I hardly use the computer unless I am on Facebook or YouTube. My friends and I don't really email each other. Mostly we instant message on AIM or text each other on the cell. Now I guess I'll have to have an email address to send in my applications. It's o.k. though because there are places to get free email addresses. Yahoo and Hotmail are two places my teacher told me about.
You know, every Saturday, my Dad buys one lottery ticket. I don't think he will win big but sometimes he wins a few dollars. Lately though he's started to joke with me. He says, "Kendra, when my numbers come in, I'm going to buy you a car so you can drive yourself to work." Then I say, "When I get that car, I'll pay you to drive me to work!"
It's fun to joke around like that. But, you know, then I could work at Cold Stone Creamery. I like to think about Kendra's car. Even if Dad's numbers don't come in, I will buy myself that car one day.
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