Adrienne

**__A Giant Chocolate Chip Cookie__**

Once there was a giant chocolate chip cookie found in a small village not to far from the coast of the Great Basin, Utah. The cookie was as big as a building with chunks of chocolate the size of half a billboard. The giant chocolate chip cookie sat most of the time until one day when it started to roll, each time gaining more speed. It crashed through the villagers shed and tumbled over their gardens. Every time it crushed something with its massive weight, you would hear a crunch sound and then swathe cookie crumbs it left behind. A couple of villagers saw this and became hungry, some became happy, and others were frightened of the thought that the giant cookie might squash them. As the people scattered about trying to catch the giant cookie crumbs that were flailing about, the oversize cookie was still rolling, tumbling, and crushing all sorts of things. It soon came upon the “Baking Goods” factory. The giant cookie barreled through the factory wall only to fall under the heaviness of the bricks of the wall. All of the villagers shouted fro joy as the factory workers came out with large razor blade and knives to cut the cookie with. With each cookie and chocolate piece handed out a warm glass of milk was also handed out. That was the story of the giant chocolate chip cookie and the people of the village who had no other problems with giant cookies again…but I didn’t say they didn’t have any other proble ms with giant food.

 __**Eugene Licorice and his adventure**__

April 2 Dear Diary, Today I was made in the candy store with all sorts of things like a thing called Deglycyrrhizinate also known as DGL, used for relieving stomach pain, and stuff like molasses, wheat flour, natural flavors and more. Cool! I was also packaged, and put on the shelf at the Candy Warehouse. I met some new friends too! There is Aaron, Elizabeth, Jake, Austin, Dan, and Ellen. They’re sharing the package with me. I can tell we are all going to be great friends because we all share something in common. We all want to be bought and eaten. Now we all wait. Your very sweet friend, Eugene Licorice April 3 Dear Diary, Today I was bought by a teenager and brought to his house. All my friends and I were very excited at first, but when we got to his room we were thrown about. Only one of our friends was eaten before we ended underneath the boy’s messy bed. It was all so frightening. Now I don’t know if I want to be eaten. It is getting late now so I must stop writing. Your very frightened friend, Eugene Licorice

April 4 Dear Diary, Today when we woke up we met some new friends. They are all very nice and welcoming. My new friends are Goldie Locks the gold fish, George the banana peel, Peppy the moldy pizza box, dollar bill named Billy, and two twin dust bunnies named Rusty and Dusty. I hope we all stay friends forever. Your happy friend, Eugene Licorice April 5 Dear Diary, Today the when everybody got up we heard what sounded like very heavy footsteps coming nearer every few seconds. Suddenly the door swings open and there is what looks like the boy’s mother. She had many cleaning tools and trash bags. Before we knew it she was cleaning underneath the bed and my friends and I were all thrown away except Goldie, she stayed. Now my friends and me must all think of what to do next. Your scared friend, Eugene Licorice April 6 Dear Diary, Today I wonder why I’m even made. If no one intended on eating me then why was I even bought. I mean the boy’s mother just practically threw out a $ 1.20. Who does she think she is anyway? Now I’m too upset to write anymore. Your upset friend, Eugene Licorice

April 9 Dear Diary, Today while my friends and I were sitting in the dump a great big flying beast came and took me away leaving my friends behind. Then I was taken to what is called its nest and was almost made part of it. I thought it was going to be the end for me until I escaped. I promise I will write again when I am at a safer place. Your running for his life friend, Eugene Licorice

April 12 Dear Diary, Today is National Licorice Day! Yeah! I was so excited when I found out. There were floats that people rid on, free licorice, and many more goodies. It was all so exciting. When passing through I talked to some of the licorice that was being handed out to people. I asked them if it was fun to be given out on National Licorice Day. They said it was awesome. I can’t wait for next year’s National Licorice Day parade! Well… that’s if I’m still here.

Your happy friend, Eugene Licorice

April 14 Dear Diary, While I was on my way over to the teenage boy’s house I met a jawbreaker. His name was Maxwell and he was one of those candies that thought they knew everything. He even tried to tell me that he was more important than me and so I told him off by saying that he wasn’t more important than me and I added in that many years ago the Roman Emperer enjoyed eating licorice. With that he left without another word. I thought it was hilarious. I’ll write again soon. Your friend, Eugene Licorice

April 16 Dear Diary, Today I arrived at the teenage boy’s house. Once I got in the house I placed myself on the dresser closest to the boy’s bed. Then I herd footsteps coming towards the boy’s room. They sounded exactly like the ones of the boy’s mother’s that I herd on the day my friends and I were thrown out. And just my luck it ended up being she. She came near me and said “Didn’t I tell Tommy no more sweets” and then she came over picked me up and threw me away again. Great! No not really.

You’re thrown away again friend, Eugene licorice

April 19 Dear Diary, I am now back at the dump with all my friends. I started to tell them about my adventure. They were all very excited to hear about it. I can’t wait to finish telling them with every single detail. This is the end now though. You are all filled up with entries. So long my companion who kept me company during the adventure even though you could never reply. Your friend forever, Eugene Licorice 

__**Christmas Poems**__ Mary I am kind and loving I wonder what my child will look like I hear the cattle lowing I see the bright and shining star I want my child to be happy I am kind and loving

I pretend that the child is all ready here I feel a warmth inside me I touch the soft hay I worry that something might go wrong I cry because I don't know what will happen next I am kind and loving

I understand that everything can not always go my way I say that my son will be the Messiah I dream the one day will not come I try to keep hope I hope that my son will love me I am kind and loving

Joseph I remember the day I found out what was to come I remember the joy I had I remember the look on her face what she said I remember the journey from house to house I remember no room in the inns I remember the moment when he arrived even when he made no sounds I remember the way he first looked at me and smiled But my favorite memory’s yet to come

Wise Men When we saw the star We walked a very long way, We saw Messiah **__ My Dear Friend Raffin and Me __** My pet, Raffin, is a mix between an artic wolf, rabbit, and a raccoon. I found him in the Amazon Rain forest on my way visiting a friend. I decided to name him Raffin because of his many characterisics. We became the start. I found that he loves water, snow, and to be brushed. He eats many plant products, and even meat (that's what //I// mostly give him). Raffin lives outside in my backyard underneath a bush since he is used to living in a forest ecosystem. My neighbors are always curious to find out why I have him as a pet but do not mind him since he is friendly and does not disturb them or their property even though raffins are extremely over protective of the territory and other possessions. The last time we ever spent together was out in the fields next to my house. We were looking at clouds trying to define what they looked like and comparing clouds that looked similar. Raffin became angry when I told him that one of the clouds looked like a rabbit only because he knew he wasn’t like an ordinary rabbit. He forgave me later when I gave him a carrot along with a good brushing. He very much liked that. Then came a day when I, as he, both knew it was time for him to go back to the forest where he belonged carrying on the generation of the raffins. And that was the last time I saw my dear friend and the rest of his kind.