Hi, I'm Sophie, and I am going to be telling you a story today about a carnival. Would you like to hear it? Now we are going to begin the story.
Once I asked my dad, "Can I go to the carnival?" My dad said yes. We went in the car and my dad drove me to the carnival. At the carnival there were so many rides. I didn't know which one I wanted to go on, but I chose a game. I played Dogs Woofie. And after that I went on the Ferris Wheel and the merry-go-round and I played Duck Race. After that, I was walking back to my dad when GUH-GUH-GUH-PSSS happened. I turned and I freaked. There were twenty aliens standing in a huddle. Then, I stood up and I ran! I finally found my dad when SLOP-BOP-BIP-BOP. I turned my head again. It was the aliens. But this time, there were TRAPS and MAPS and ZIPS and LOCKS, CHAINS and STAINS and SHARP WOOD. Then that was it! I tugged my dad's shoulder and I screamed, "Dad, there's aliens with locks, mops and zops!" My dad didn't believe me, and we went home.
When we got home, I ran right to my bedroom. I thought about the fun Ferris Wheel and especially the aliens, and I bet you know what happens next. The aliens came in and the aliens walked to my room, and then I got mad and ran to the carnival ... even though it was closed. The Ferris Wheel was not on, and I got in one of the Ferris Wheel cars, and I buckled in tight. And then I got my head and I put it away under the belt. And then I got my toes hanging out from the edge, and I cramped them in. And then I got a nearby paintbrush and painted myself green like the car. When the aliens came back to the carnival, my back was kind of sticking up. The aliens looked and saw me and one of the aliens came and helped me up. They all gasped! Another of the aliens said, "Are you an alien?" I was so scared and trembled, "Yes." The aliens grabbed me and started shouting, "Nice to see ya! Nice to see ya! Nice to see ya! Nice to see ya!"
But back at the house my dad got worried. He went to my room and he couldn't find me. He went to his room and he couldn't find me. He went to baa-baa-baby's room and couldn't find me, and last but not least he went to Mommy's room and couldn't find me. And then my dad started shrieking, "Police! Police!" The police station heard and ran to the house. The police gasped, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" The dad said, trembling, "I lost my daughter." The police just left the house and searched.
Back at the carnival, I gasped to the aliens, "Nice to see you too!" Then they all went back to their hideout, discovering their evil plans.
One day my dad looked at the carnival. He could not find me. But Dad said in surprise, "She couldn't have joined up with those mean aliens!" and he went home. But the police were not in search anymore. They were just being greedy for their own business.
Back at the aliens' hideout, I was becoming just like the aliens. We whispered, "We can make this alien's mother pink polka-dotted. Or we can make the father into a whale. Or we could turn the little sloppy babies into a greedy computer." The other alien had just a great idea. They could turn those little awful girls into greedy alien boys. "And now I am an alien," I said, "and I got the selfish, greediest plan ever. We could go to everyone's houses and take all their stuff all for ourselves." The other aliens jumped in excitement, agreeing with the plan. And we all vanished to do the plan. But I did something super greedy. I went to my own house and took all the people except the baby and threw them in the dump. And then I kind of did it like I said. When I went to meet up with the aliens all the houses were robbed in our planet. Now we live in Jupiter, you know. Our friend alien took some chains. Before she went outside she told the other aliens, "Know the houses we robbed?" The aliens nodded yes. "Maybe we could lock the people up in chains." They all got some chains and vanished to do it. I started to fall in love with the other aliens.
When we all came back to our hideout the aliens said, "Let me see your feet." They looked and they gasped. There was no slime on my feet. The aliens said, "You need slime on your feet. I'm gonna go get one." I agreed and said, "Give me some extra." The aliens went and got as much slime as they could, and two of the aliens spread it on my foot. When the aliens got all the slime on, I shouted, "Too much!" The aliens ran and took some off. I started to get calm and said, "That's better." One of the aliens thought of great idea. He said gently, "We could keep our slime on our feet and stuff, but maybe we could turn into good aliens." The others softly agreed, "Yes." So we all went to our own houses and lived separately again.
The End.
P.S. I got my dad and mom back from the dump,
