April 26, 2006

Once upon a time there was a little boy and he went to the store. He bought a gun. Every

Body liked it. He didn’t use it very much. The only time he used it was when he saw bad guys and when it was time to pop balloons. But, one day, somebody when he was asleep, took his gun. That person was the stealer gun. The stealer gun took everyone’s guns when they were asleep. No body liked him. Not even one. His boss was named Slytherin. The next day he didn’t bring it anywhere, but they had a party. Then he found out that somebody took his gun. Then, the next day, he figured out that it was the stealer gun and his boss Slytherin had told him to steal his gun. Then, he goes to their secret lab where they make stealer guns. Then he broke the machine. Slytherin noticed, but he made another one. Then that kid bought another gun and the stealer gun went and took his gun again. There were balloons to pop and figured out that the stealer gun had taken his gun again! So, the kid figured out that Slytherin had made another machine and made another stealer gun. This time, the machine was so hard he had to buy 100 guns. Then, he shot the machine with all the guns. It explode. It said, “In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 blast-off.” It made a big, big noise. Slytherin was still alive. Then, he shotted him. Then, he figured out that he was a robot that was unstoppable. So, he had to go to the store and buy 1 million guns. Then he went and shot Slytherin, but it did not work. He did not know what to do. Then he had an idea. I never told yall that that kid was a genius. Then, he built a sword that could beat unstoppable robots. Then he hit Slytherin, the robot. Then he died. That made everyone feel happy. The End.