Mrs. Hen’s Wig Went Missing

Mrs. Hen’s wig went missing.

The second day of school, I went into the girls bathroom. Mrs. Hen was taking a shower in the girl’s bathroom. Then she came out, but she looked for her wig and could not find it. She looked up and down, in the sink, the stalls, the showers, the drying rack, but it was nowhere to be found.

She wrapped herself in a towel and went in to the hall wearing nothing but a towel. She went into the class room and put on her shoes. She looked around the class, and it was nowhere to be found.

Then she went back into the bathroom and put on some cloths.

She went outside and asked the children if they had seen her wig. The said “No Mrs. Hen, no we haven’t.” The children said, “Oh my! What happened?” when they saw her without her wig. She tried to wear a hat, but when the children noticed she wasn’t wearing her wig, she ran back inside.

She went into the office. The principle, Ms. Bell, asked why she was wearing a hat in school. Mrs. Hen asked the principle if she had seen her wig. Then the principle said, “You know the rules! No wearing hats in school.”


I picked this story because it was the most interesting and fun. It sounded really crazy and I like crazy stuff.

--Sofia French

It Was A Witchy House

It was a witchy house: the low slung roof; that quiet gray paint; those squinting, shuttered windows; and the empty porch rocker that rocked, rocked, rocked, day and night. That old abandoned home, straight across from my not so abandoned home. Abandoned, lonely, and cold. The home that used to belong to my beautiful and graceful grandmother, the home that used to be filled with colors and beautiful flowers, the home that put my life together.

Now that she’s gone my life is a wreck, nothings is the same. Passed, because of old age and I plan to do the same.

I used to go to her house every other day to say I love you and collect treats for the family. She was my favorite person on the face of the earth until she got swept off of it. She was the only person that understood me, the only friend I had and now she’s gone.

We could talk all day and all night, we were the same, we loved each other like best friends. I swear sometimes I see her rocking in her rocker that we would always talk on rain, or shine.

I am now trying to figure out some way to talk to her without dying. I know I can do it, because we have a connection like no other two people in the world. I know that for a fact. I know where she is and I know we will be together on the same rocker one day.

Every day that rocker goes back and forth and I know she can hear my thoughts. Everyday there she is waving and smiling at me on that same rocker.



I picked this first line because it was the line I was most interested in. It was interesting because it sounded suspenseful but it's not. It sounds like a haunted house, but it isn't.


--Nicole Wolf

Writing Project One

The first assignment: You have to start writing a story and the first line of the story must use one of the suggested first lines. The line can be changed and adapted to fit your story, but it essentially has to be the same. And, you only have 20 minutes.

The Writer's Oath

At the end of chapter one, the author includeds this oath:

I Promise Solemnly:

1. to write as often and as much as I can,
2. to respect my writing self, and
3. to nurture the writing of others.

I accept these responsibilities and shall honor them always.

Gail Carson Levine
Writing Magice: Creating Stories That Fly
Chapter 1 "A Running Start", page 6

My friends and I "accept these responsibilities and shall honor them always."

Bella Rose
Franklin Davis
Clover Blossom
Nicole Wolf
R J Wolf
Sofia French
The Little Ice Princess

Writing Magic, I Am Going To Get Started

I found a magazine article about a book called “Writing Magic: Creating Stories that Fly”. It was by the author Gail Carson Leveine, the same author that wrote “Ella Enchanted” and “The Fairest”. This book teaches you how to write fiction. At the end of each chapter there is a writing assignment called "Writing Time". I read the book so much that I had most of it memorized, but I never did any of the writing time assignments. That was in 2006. Now, I happened to find the book again during after Christmas cleaning. This time, when i read it, I am going to do the assignments, because I really want to do them. There are about 63 assignments, depending on how you look at it. Some of the assignments have different option to pick from, so I will do two or three. Other assignments are long enough to do by themselves. I really want to be an author like Gail so I am going to do this. Chapter 1, here I come. I am going to get started!