Here is a story I wrote last week for our buddy class.
The Cockroaches
Once there was a boy named Timmy. Timmy was a normal boy with a normal life. He woke up on a Sunday morning and walked quietly through the house because he didn’t want to wake his parents up.
He went to rest on the couch to watch Adventure Time, his favorite all time cartoon, when an army of cockroaches came from under the couch! Well, he might have been exaggerating a little bit because it was only three… but it was pretty scary at the time.
He jumped on the couch screaming in a girly voice, ”Get away! Get away!”
Then the cockroaches went back under the couch so he continued to watch TV again. Then the cockroaches came back but this time with some friends and started taking everything in the house.
He thought he was dreaming so Timmy went to bed but Timmy had no bed because the cockroaches stole it and he started screaming “Why ,why cockroaches?”
At this point you guys, the readers of this story, can probably tell Timmy hates cockroaches. Ok now. Let’s continue with the story.
“The cockroaches are taking over the house and are making me do all the work,” but Timmy was not going to work, so Timmy pulled out a huge laser cannon to vaporize them because he was too scared to hit them.
He shot at them with the cannon, but he missed, so the cockroaches began to charge at him. Timmy ran outside because he was so scared and then the cockroaches locked the house.
Timmy realized that the cockroaches left all the stuff that they took outside where he was so he had an idea. He decided on what he had to do. He put all the stuff in their shed with one thousand bug bombs, so all the cockroaches went outside to go get the stuff but then they got a surprise. The bug bombs went off and they all died.
THE END