Mrs. Peacock is Guilty

I hate to say it, but I have a confession to make. I really am the one who did it. You know, murdered Mr. Boddy. I didn’t mean to, but I have a problem. I am abbsessed with money. Mr. Boddy was so rich and I just had to have his money. My last dead husband’s estate is about to run out on me. Well acually my last murdered husband’s estate. You see, I have had four husband’s all of which I hated and only married for the money after that I either murdered them or held them hostage and gave then no food until they starved to death and died. That is the only reason that I act so properly. I don’t want anyone to suspect me. Anyway, I am the one who murdered Mr. Boddy!

Mrs. Peacock is Innocent

I know that everyone thinks I am the one that murdered Mr. Boddy. They all automatically suspect that it was me because all four of my husbands died. You see each one of my husbands acually had the same rare disease. It was something that started with the letter, well I can’t spell it or pernouse it, so why should I even waste my time? Any way I am completely and totally innocent! Another place where the others took a wrong turn is that they think I am hiding my past. What is there to hide? Just because  I am moe proper and well mannered doesn’t mean that I am hiding my past I know that my last husband’s estate is about to run out on me, but that is because I like to be dressed nice. I mean, I don’t want to come across as some filthy stink. Anyway, I am completely and entirely innocent.

 

The Power of Flight

If I could have one magical power it would probably be the power of flight. I would love to be able to fly. If I could fly then I would never be late for anything ever again. It would be like having your own personal airplane! Suppose that I was late getting up and I only had five to get where I needed to be, no problem! All that I have to do is fly there and I will make it on time. Another positive to being able to fly is no traffic! I hear my mom talk about how bad traffic is all the time and if you could fly you wouldn’t have any traffic it would just be  birds and you in the sky. You are free from sitting at red lights, being in the car all the time, and having all the noise. The last positive to flight that I am going to talk to you about today is wouldn’t it be extremely fun to be able to fly. To me it would be! In my opinion, I culd not of picked a better power to have between it being fun never being late and no traffic. I really wish that I could accually fly!

There once was a young man named Phil

He had a crush on his neighbor Jill

Although Phil only wanted peace

He ran fast and then said “Cease”

Then Phil ran off and married Jill

There was a young lady named Jill

 She lived on the top of a hill

One day she saw a bear

Then she shouted “Oh dear”

She raised her gun for a kill

Maybe Not

   One time that I changed my mind was when the popular girl in school invited me to her a sleepover for her birthday party. Of course at first I was so excited that the most popular girl in school invited me of all people to her birthday party. So the next day at school I went over to talk to her about the party and she blew me off. I was left standing in the middle of the hall. I was heart-broken. Then I realized that I have other friends and I don’t need her. Even though I was bummed about getting blown off, I felt better because I had my friends to cheer me up.

Shine

I chose the sun to compare for my metaphor. I chose the sun because I shine similar to how the sun shines. For example, every Sunday morning, Sunday evening, and Wednesday night, I usually help in the with the younger kids. Like sometimes I help in the nursery or I will help in the Children’s Church. I love to help the younger kids because it makes me feel good, and I know I am shining for God

My Amazing Grandmother

My grandmother, Joan Leonhart from my father’s side of the family, was a strongwilled and courageous person. Unfortunately, she died before I was born, but I have heard amazing stories about her. For instance, she was a single mother with three kids, and she made that they were properly dressed, cleaned correctly and were on time and in the right place. Perhaps you would like to hear another story about how she moved from place to place. You see, my grandmother was married and divorced at an early age. When she was married she lived in Florida and when she was divorced she moved back up here, to West Virginia. I still do not know why, maybe she missed the mountains and the hills, but on the other hand maybe she just wanted to get away from my grandpa. My last story is a sad one, it is about how my granadma’s life ended. You see my grandma had extremely bad cancer. There was no way to get rid of it. The last picture we have of her is from my mom and dad’s wedding.