My teacher Mrs. Foster came into the classroom and placed a bag on her desk, then she left. The bag started to move and wriggle so I thought it was just a puppy. A couple of minutes later I couldn’t stand it anymore so I raced over to there like a drag racer and looked in the bag. I was horrified by the stench it was making and the animal was kind of hard to describe but I’ll try to describe it. It was brown and had teeth like a shattered window and it’s eyes were as big as a television button.
After the school day was done I took the monster home with me and fed it. Then the monster grew two more feet. After one week it was the size of my house. After a while I got sick of its penetrating sounds. The next day I went back to school and the monster followed me to school. When I got to school my monster got afraid and set off an ear piercing sound so everybody started to scream but the more they screamed the louder it got. After a while everybody’s vocal cords broke and then they couldn’t talk or hear anymore. When my Mom came home she said the trees were gone. My Mom asked me a question “Scout Keller Harden?”
“You are in a heap of trouble if your monster did this!” She said. Well, let me rephrase that. It was a big statement. You know how parents can kind of be real mean. Then a couple minutes passed and my monster died.