Silly Stories

I wrote these stories and this poem when I was about six or seven. I've corrected the spelling and punctuation but I left the story the same. If you want a laugh, read these stories!

The Big Room "Never go in that room," Jane told Penny. But Penny wasn't listening. That night, she thought," That room probably isn't spooky." Penny crept out of bed to the room. She opened the door and went in. Suddenly a white thing came out behind a rusty old chair. Penny started trembling with fear. "Maybe Jane was right," she thought. She ran toward the door. Just as she got to it, it vanished. She was trapped. Everybody woke up to find Penny gone. They were worried. "Let's look for her in the kitchen," Jane suggested. But she was not there. They looked everywhere. All they saw was the Big Door. Jane knocked. Nobody answered. She said," She probably went in there." "I am not sure," said Emily, who was older than Jane. "Can I look?" asked Jerry, the youngest. "No!" said Jane with a laugh. "You may go to your room." In the room, Penny sat with ropes tied around her. She looked at the ghost. He was making a fire. When he wasn't looking, she ran to the door, opened it, and found a witch making stew. "Yikes!" she cried. Shutting the door, the witch made a pool. She tied of a magic rope to a tree and tied the other end to Penny. "Help me, help me!" cried Penny, as she slowly went down. To her surprise, she found the door near her, opened it, and went out. She got to a room. In the room was everybody. "Hello," they cried all but Jane. She gave a piece of licorice to her. "Tell us your story," she said. So Penny had to start from the beggining. The Big Giant "Never go in that room." said Jane. "I will." said Penny. "Better not." said Jane. She believed a giant lived there. Just then their mother called them to lunch. Penny didn't come. "Where is she?" asked mother. "Playing, I bet." said Jane. Jerry said." I hope she didn't go in that Big Room." "It's hard having a little sister." said Emily. But Penny did go in that room. Suddenly she heard large footsteps near her. She turned around to find a giant looking down at her. "Yikes!" she cried. "Jane was right again." she thought. She looked around. She was trapped! The giant picked her up. She yelled and screamed as hard as she could. But it was no use. "Help me, help me!" she yelled. The giant looked at her. "This is supper!" he said in a voice so loud that Penny had to cover her ears. She saw a pot of boiling stew. She shivered in fear that she would be put in it. She looked at the door a long time, wondering if she got down, could she go to the door? Could she? But she couldn't. Poor Penny. She got tied up as usual. Her family were very worried this time. "Where is she?" asked Jane and Jerry together. "I don't know." said their mother. Penny was struggling to cut herself loose from the ropes. "Oh, oh!" cried Penny. "I don't want to go in the pot." She saw the door close to her. She opened it. She broke loose and left the giant yelling. She went down the hall to the kitchen. Everybody was there, wondering where she was. "There she is at last." said Jerry, pointing toward the doorway. "Have some supper." they said. "Yum, yum." said Penny. She told them what happened. "It's a good thing you didn't get eaten up." said mother. "Off to bed." What's Cooking I once met a cook from Cook Street Who was reading a book from Book Street. Along came a crook from Crook Street Who hooked the book from the cook. The Cook from Cook Street shouted, "Hey, that crook took my book!" Everybody turned around to look At the cook whose book got hooked.

Copyright 2000 by Chantessy